361: Goodbye little boy!

All of Whale of Change's power was condensed by Chen Lu onto that heart.

Now Loki had successfully tricked his way into obtaining this heart.

As soon as the heart entered Loki's body, it began to release Cthulhu's power frantically.

The Divine Power of trickery within Loki's body made the heart extremely uneasy.

In Whale of Change's memory, all of Cthulhu's gods were Seal-ed on the moon, so before Takamagahara was opened, all gods on Earth were enemies.

Therefore, this heart naturally repelled the power of native gods.

Loki felt the heart's restlessness, and he was already prepared for this situation.

At this moment, the ashes on Loki's wounds began to take root and sprout; Loki's skin surface constantly writhed, as if millions of poisonous insects were squirming beneath it.

These were all tentacles derived from the ashes of Black Goat.

Those tentacles frantically searched within Loki's flesh and blood, finally discovering the black heart.

Countless tentacles, like flies finding rotten meat, wrapped around or rooted themselves into the heart, tightly encircling it.

After sensing Cthulhu's power, the heart no longer thrashed, seemingly falling into a coma.

After all this was done, Loki slumped onto the beach, sweat pouring from his forehead like a downpour.

He gasped for air for a long while before Loki began to laugh loudly:

"Hahaha... hahaha...

What a load of rubbish about blessings! Instead of waiting for others' charity, I'd rather do it myself. Now, the key to opening Takamagahara is already in my hands.

Hehe, Cthulhu? So this is what Cthulhu's power is like? Chaos, blindness, idiocy, abandoning absolute self-control to gain unimaginable power?

So this is the truth of your strength."

Loki lay on the beach, laughing wildly like a victor. A hint of gray, representing Chaos, appeared in his green eyes.

"Odin, oh Odin, I pity you a little now. You fellow, you completely misunderstood what kind of beings these are..."

Loki slowly stood up from the beach. He gazed at the black sea, lost in thought for an unknown amount of time, then finally took steps and walked into the black ocean, one step at a time.

...

Within the Ghost Country, Song Zhong sat cross-legged on a high platform, the flickering firelight dancing on his face.

Nine surging Fire Dragon-s burned the entire Five Weapons Furnace red hot.

Inside the Five Weapons Furnace at this moment, golden steam shot straight into the sky. The sea of faith, after being boiled by the Nine Li Fire Seed, had been compressed to its limit.

Inside the Five Weapons Furnace at this moment, a crystal-clear yellow crystal floated within, glowing brightly amidst the misty smoke.

Song Zhong suppressed his excitement, formed a meditation mudra with both hands, sat cross-legged on the high platform, and once again poured immense Divine Power into the Five Weapons Furnace.

Buzz!

Within the red-hot Five Weapons Furnace, rumbling sounds actually emanated. Under the calcination of the divine fire, the yellow transparent crystal's volume was further compressed.

The rumbling sounds just now were emitted by the compressed Origin crystal.

Seeing that the time was right, Song Zhong suddenly shouted sharply, "Go!"

The National Luck Black Dragon, attached to the outside of the Five Weapons Furnace, suddenly flew into the furnace, charging towards that Origin crystal.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

In an instant, Dragon roars raged within the Five Weapons Furnace.

The entire Ghost Country suddenly shook, and deep underground, rumbling sounds echoed.

"Not good, the Lord is not from this realm. Once the Divine Kingdom Origin forms, it will cause rejection from this world," Shen Tu reminded.

"Then what should we do now?" Hou Qing asked.

"I don't know either, and this kind of thing can only be handled by the Lord himself. We can't help at all," a rare look of worry appeared on Shen Tu's face.

"Hmph! If I had recovered my former strength, why would I need to worry? I could suppress this world with one hand," Demon Star Houqing said indignantly.

Shen Tu, Yu Lei, and Silver Spirit glanced at Hou Qing, each remaining silent.

What's the point of saying such things now?

Song Zhong also sensed the abnormality of the Ghost Country. "Rejection from this world? Interesting. We just met, so we should be friends, right? Hehehe..."

Song Zhong sneered, letting the National Luck Black Dragon continue to maintain the operation of the Five Weapons Furnace. A faint light flashed, and Song Zhong's figure disappeared from the high platform...

At this moment, the Reserve Squad, who had arrived at the Kunlun Mountains, looked at the majestic mountains with great emotion.

"Is this the Kunlun Mountains? How magnificent!" Cao Yuan exclaimed.

An Qingyu pushed up his glasses. "No wonder the ancients said this was the ancestral pulse of the world. Seeing it today, it is indeed extraordinary."

Lin Qi Ye held Galan's hand, looking at the Kunlun Peak reflecting the sunlight, his heart filled with emotion.

Galan looked at the glittering Kunlun Peak, remaining silent, seemingly stirring memories hidden in her deepest depths.

Yaochi Immortal Palace was Galan's home.

"Let's rest first, then we'll start climbing," Lin Qi Ye said.

Cao Yuan and An Qingyu began to set up tents, preparing to rest.

Just then, Lin Qi Ye suddenly felt his vision go dark, and then he completely lost consciousness, falling to the ground.

"Lin Qi Ye, what's wrong with you?" Galan shouted loudly.

Cao Yuan and An Qingyu dropped their tools and quickly ran over.

"What's going on?" Cao Yuan squatted down, placing his finger under Lin Qi Ye's nostrils. "He's still breathing, but he's fainted. Could it be altitude sickness?"

"Do you think the captain would suffer from altitude sickness?" An Qingyu sighed. "He looks a bit like he did back at the war pass."

...

Within Lin Qi Ye's mental world, the Little Boy looked warily at the suddenly appearing Song Zhong.

"Hey, intruding on someone else's mental world without permission is very impolite," the Little Boy said.

Song Zhong shrugged. "I can't help it, I've run into a problem here, and I have to ask you to resolve it."

"What problem?" The Little Boy glanced at Song Zhong. "It wouldn't be about you creating the Divine Kingdom Origin, would it?"

"You see, we truly have a telepathic connection," Song Zhong chuckled. "He who tied the bell must untie it. Please help me, don't let the rejection reaction be so strong."

The Little Boy's face hardened, and he said, "Whenever you appear, it's never for anything good. Solving this problem won't be easy.

Because this time, Azathoth is preventing you from creating the Divine Kingdom Origin."

"Oh? So, that means you must have a solution, right? My principle is simple: an equivalent exchange. You help me with this, and I can do one thing for you," Song Zhong asked.

The Little Boy hesitated for a moment. "Okay!"

This time, it was Song Zhong who was a little surprised. "You agreed so readily?"

"Because I understand you. You don't have many virtues, but keeping your word is one of them. You go back and continue refining the Origin. As for my request, you'll know it naturally once you succeed," the Little Boy didn't waste words and directly made a promise.

"Alright, then we'll see each other next time." After saying that, Song Zhong's figure disappeared.