The Savior is just a 3-Year-Old

Chapter 829: Half an evil god (1)

Chapter 829: Half an evil god (1)

“Since you can’t harden your heart, then let me control everything.”

Lu huaijiang felt a sharp pain in his mind, as if something was eroding his will bit by bit.

There was a thud.

The long sword fell to the ground, and blood splattered on the ground.

Lu huaijiang’s eyes were red. Thousands of years of loneliness flashed through his mind, and his entire body seemed to be covered in frost.

He was born with knowledge, and there were many things that he could understand without others telling him.

However, he always felt that he was lacking something.

Until this moment.

His soul merged bit by bit and Lu huaijiang gradually filled up the gap.

“You are me, and I am you. Would the main body harm him? I didn’t let you know about the previous seven lives so that you wouldn’t be affected by them!”

“Now, I’ll return all my power to you. As long as you break through the heavenly Dao and kill your way up to the nine Heavens, you will be able to flatten this divine realm!” The heretic God had fused all of its power with him.

All that was left was a trace of will and sealed memories.

The voice in Lu huaijiang’s mind gradually died down.

Large drops of cold sweat fell from Lu huaijiang’s forehead, and his whole body was bone-chilling.

He could feel the pressure and power from it with just a raise of his hand.

The evil god had fused with him.

However, he still sealed the memories of his previous seven lives, except for the life of the first emperor that he already knew about.

Lu huaijiang panted lightly, the rumbling Thunder deafening.

Heavy rain poured down.

The blood that flowed out of the house followed the rain and flowed into the courtyard.

Lu huaijiang’s entire body felt the might of the heavens. It was a threat and intimidation that the heavens could not tolerate.

Every time the Thunder sounded, Lu huaijiang felt that the Thunder was shocking him.

He was also filled with killing intent towards him.

Lu huaijiang looked down at the blood on his hands, the imposing air between his brows was undisguisable.

He was Lu huaijiang.

but he was only one step away from becoming an evil god.

Lu huaijiang was just a step away from completely returning to his original self.

The him who killed, the him who was vicious, the him who had no sense of reason.

“This Lord’s power has completely fused with you. You can feel the suppression and rejection from the world, right? Jiang huailu was the darling of heaven and earth, and he had come to eliminate the evil. You and she were born to be two extremes.”

“If there’s you, there’s no her. If there’s her, there’s no you.”

“In your previous life, you were destroyed by her every time.”

“Since you don’t want to kill her, then stay away from her and reject her. Otherwise, you’ll die in her hands sooner or later. It’s just like every time before.”

“Don’t fall for her anymore.” The evil god seemed to have weakened a lot. It was true that all his power had been integrated with Lu huaijiang.

What he was guarding now was only a trace of his original will and the memories of his previous life.

As for Lu huaijiang, as his power increased, he would become more and more like the old him.

“Only by killing can you become stronger and resist the heavenly Dao! Go on …” As soon as he finished speaking, the evil god sank into his sea of consciousness and fell silent.

The Prince of fusang stood in the room. Hearing that there was not a single sound in the room, his eyelids kept twitching.

When she looked down, she saw that her white shoes had long been stained with red blood.

“Jinghong … Crown Prince Consort …”

The Prince of fusang’s expression changed slightly. He murmured, turned around, and ran towards the main door.

There was a buzz.

A long sword flew out from the room, breaking through the heavy rain, and headed straight for the Prince of fusang’s throat.

The sword pierced through his throat.

The speed was too fast, and the Prince of fusang still ran a few steps forward before falling to the ground. Puchi, Puchi, large mouthfuls of blood spurted out from his throat.

Indeed, killing a Crown Prince would increase his power significantly.

The pain that the heavenly Dao inflicted on him was clearly reduced.