What? Teammate lives in Arkham Asylum?

Chapter 883 Master, you smell so good...

Li Chengfeng's face-to-face questioning made even a thousand-year-old man like Bol, who had mastered the art of cultivating his Qi, feel a little embarrassed.

No matter what... he is also a God-King.

Now she's living in the red-light district, desperately trying to give birth to a child...

It’s a bit embarrassing to say it out loud.

"Ahem, I had no choice." Bor's brow relaxed. Looking at the children of different races in the folded pocket space, his expression softened. "As a six-dimensional being, you should have come into contact with the power from beyond the Great Almighty Universe... I can't help but be drawn to Yaldabaoth's flesh and blood. To avoid causing further harm to the Ten Realms, I have relinquished the power of the Asgardian God-King."

"Then I followed my own desires and ended up in Vanaheim's red-light district, where I fell into endless pleasure and enjoyment... It wasn't until my first child was born here that I truly regained my sanity."

"It was actually a very difficult process. I became a monster that could only maintain its sanity by constantly venting its desires. Even my limbs had slightly mutated... But the call of my bloodline restored my sanity, and those mutations quickly disappeared."

"That made me realize... all I have to do is keep repeating this process..."

"Until... this road comes to an end."

Bol finished.

The others showed a conflicted expression on their faces...

I don't know whether I should laugh.

Laughing out loud seems to be impolite to Odin and Bor...

But if I don’t laugh, I’d be letting down this great fun.

But Li Chengfeng doesn't care about these...

So he laughed unusually heartily.

...At least he doesn't have to kill Bor, which means he doesn't have to have any conflicts with his father-in-law.

"Hahaha! You are such a talent!"

"After all this fuss, you're taking an evil technique and practicing it against the grain, and it's become a righteous technique, right?!"

The laughter comes from the heart.

At least it means that Li Chengfeng really won't take action.

But now it's Odin's turn to be in trouble...

Ninety-nine brothers and sisters...

They're not even of the same race...

There was more and more resentment in Odin's eyes.

...his whole body turned red.

Thor and Loki also became popular...

It's just that they were both trying to hold back their laughter.

Everyone present was looking up at the sky, or pretending to look at the scenery, and in the end, only one person stood up to take charge of the situation.

"Okay, stop laughing."

The enormous divine power that was released in an instant swept across the entire venue.

Hela looked around with a cold expression, and her eyes finally fell on Bor.

Li Chengfeng spoke at the right time:

"Although you don't practice ritual cannibalism, human sacrifice, or physical enhancement like other Sarkic cultists... but ultimately, you are still influenced by Sarkicism..."

"So I have every reason to completely annihilate you."

"But... I've decided to give you a chance to make amends." Li Chengfeng looked Bor straight in the eye. "Once I've accomplished this, I can completely remove the Sarkic influence from your body without affecting your remaining lifespan, leaving you as an ordinary Asgardian without divine power."

"Really? Really?!" Bol stood up suddenly. "Are you sure?!"

"In this universe, I should be the person you trust the most."

"……what should I do?"

"You agree so soon? Without even thinking about it?"

"Why should I consider this? If I'm obsessed with power, why would I give up my divine power?"

"Very good. It seems that the control of the Way of Flesh and Blood over its believers has not yet taken effect on your brain."

Li Chengfeng pushed his wheelchair to Bor.

"What I need you to do is very simple..."

"You should know that when you embarked on the path of Sarkic existence, you established a connection with Yaldabaoth and Grand Karcist Ion."

"What I want... is the reverse contamination of Sarkic flesh."

"And you are the best transit point."

"Hey? Are you making such a big deal?" Gwen, who had been watching the fun quietly, jumped out. "I love this kind of dangerous and exciting part the most! Come on, let me help you dig a hole in the barrier!"

……

Grand Karcist Ion opened his eyes within the inner sanctum of Yaldabaoth...

Well, maybe more than just eyes.

But no matter what, the founder of this Sarkic cult, a sorcerer who was worshipped as a god by his followers, had a hint of gloom in his eyes.

He originally thought that his exploration beyond the cosmic barrier many years ago was just a small experiment...

Unexpectedly, the result was such a huge and omnipotent universe.

Regardless of the size or level of the universe, it's not inferior to the Foundation universe...

Even higher.

But this also aroused his desire to conquer.

What he seeks is to spread the ways of Sarkic flesh throughout every corner of every universe.

but……

The strange creature that faced him was one that he could not underestimate.

He even felt that the other party could kill him.

That's right...

Kill.

As a man who, in a sense, controlled the supreme deity Yaldabaoth, he should theoretically be immortal.

Why do you feel this way?

Could it be that the man is also a supreme deity?

But no matter what... now that they knew of the existence of the Great Omnipotent Universe, and under its remote manipulation, the Sarkic Cults were secretly developing within that universe...

So why not drive Yaldabaoth towards the untapped blue ocean?

After all, the Foundation universe... besides being a gigantic cesspool in itself, the Sarkic Cult has made too many enemies.

...Strategic shift may be a good idea.

At least this way, the Foundation, the Broken God Cult, and the GOC lunatics will no longer be able to affect his expansion in the short term.

And he has an entire universe to devour.

Such temptation...

Can't refuse.

Thinking of this, a thought flashed through his mind.

He sat cross-legged on the large sofa that seemed to be made of flesh and blood, and then the six beasts of Sark that were connected to his origin appeared behind him.

These are the six most powerful entities in the Way of Sarkicism.

Just as Grand Warlock Ion was about to give orders, his brain was forcibly linked.

Before he could react, the voice that had confronted him before sounded again.

"Enjoy it, bro."

Then, disappeared.

He immediately realized that the other party was probably using the remaining flesh and blood of Adabaoth in the Great Almighty Universe to establish a tracing channel in reverse.

enjoy it?

Could it be that the other party did something?

While he was thinking, he suddenly realized that he was covered by a tall shadow.

Turning back, he saw himself surrounded by the six Sinister Beasts.

From the mouth of the evil beast came a low growl mixed with a foul stench.

"Owner……"

"You smell so good..."