Because you have his blood flowing in your body. Don't get me wrong, we always say that we have the blood of our parents flowing in our bodies, but your situation is different. You were raised as a vessel and almost had your blood completely changed. In other words, you are a part of his body, just like a hand or a leg. "
Of course, I know what you want to say. You still have the blood of the mortal couple in your body. Unfortunately, this part of your blood is too insignificant compared to the blood that has been replaced. You want to rely on your parents' blood to get out of control? It's no different from a fool's dream. "
"Then what should I do?" Zhang Heng finally spoke again.
Isis shrugged. "I don't know."
Zhang Heng raised his eyebrows. "What more do you want from me?"
"No, I'm not saying this to negotiate with you. You've helped me kill my brother, so I don't have much for you to do for me in the short term. I'm just giving you a little advice before we leave." "The birth of your soul is a series of coincidences. Nothing like this has ever happened before, and your opponent is very special. Although we are all gods, I'm afraid the difference between us is even greater than the difference between a cat and a tiger. So, your previous experience is actually not very useful." Isis said hesitantly.
"What's wrong?" Zhang Heng noticed her hesitation.
"Actually, since we know what the root cause is, the solution is very simple. If you can complete the blood exchange again and replace the blood that belongs to him in your body, you will naturally not be controlled by him again."
"Then why did you say there was no way?" Zhang Heng asked.
"Because exchanging blood is a very difficult and dangerous matter. Not only for the person being exchanging blood, but also for the person providing the blood." Isis said. "And let me tell you the truth, mortals can't provide so much blood for you to replace. It's useless to do it in batches. As long as you have a drop of his blood in your body, the new blood will be his."
"So what you mean is that I need to complete the blood exchange with a god?" Zhang Heng asked.
"Yes, but no god will be willing to do such a thing. If he does so, not to mention the risks involved, his blood will also be contaminated," Isis told him the truth. After that, she looked at the expression on Zhang Heng's face and seemed to have guessed what he was thinking. She then shook her head and said, "I know you killed White Horse Knight and Seth … but you can't do it by force. Both sides must be willing to do it."
After hearing Iciz's words, Zhang Heng was not too disappointed. He just said faintly, "I understand."
At this time, the vulture that went to wake the succubus returned to the mural. At the same time, the Egyptian maid's voice came from outside the door. "Miss Trista is already waiting downstairs."
"We are done here. We will go down soon. Tell her not to touch my things," Isis said to Zhang Heng. After that, she looked at Zhang Heng. "The war between the new and old gods is a good thing for you. This way, they won't have the time to care about you for the time being. Once they are done with the things at hand, or when the master of R 'yleh wakes up from the bottom of the sea, they will naturally realize what is the most important thing to do next. After that, they will put aside their differences and join forces to deal with you first. So, with all due respect, you don't have much time left."
"What about you?" Zhang Heng asked. "Why are you telling me this? If the master of R 'yleh wakes up, it won't be a good thing for you, right?"
"No one likes someone who flips the table," Isis said with a bottle of wine in her hand. "But I quite like you. I hope you can live a little longer."
…..
A quarter of an hour later, Isis stood by the window, watching Zhang Heng's polo ride down the winding mountain road and out of her sight.
After another five minutes, she pushed the door open and came to the next room. It was also a reception room, but the area was much smaller, and the decorations were not as luxurious. Fortunately, there were many things that should be there. Other than that, there was also a magic clock that could show a person's remaining lifespan.
At this moment, a figure was standing in front of the clock, looking at the bird inside with interest.
"What are you looking at?" Isis asked.
"I'm curious. If I ask your bird how many years I have left to live, what will it say?"
"Don't people say that only time is eternal?" Isis said calmly.
"That's true." The figure in front of the clock curled his lips. "But just like Athena, the goddess of wisdom, is not wisdom itself. Although I am the god of time, I am ashamed to say that I can't stop myself from aging."
"Everything has an end, Kronos, and we are no exception."
"Yes, but once you have tasted the taste of youth and power, it is difficult to be satisfied with this old body." Kronos sighed, but then he regained his spirit without Isis's persuasion. "Did you tell him about the blood exchange?"
"Yes, but I told him in such detail, and I know so much about his life. With his cautiousness and intelligence, it is likely that he has begun to suspect our relationship and my role in it."
"It doesn't matter," Kronos did not care when he heard that. "Even if he suspects you, what you said is the truth, right? And when he verifies what you said, the next step is to find a god who can exchange blood for him. This is the only way he can fight against the master of R 'yleh. "
"Aren't you worried that he will find a god who is willing to exchange blood with him?"
"That's impossible," Kronos laughed. Kronos laughed. "No god can bear the price of being contaminated by his blood, not even Gaim. So, after he spends all his effort and realizes this, he will eventually come back to me. After all, I have always been his guardian angel."
"Although you and I designed the blood exchange ritual together, I still have to warn you again that the risk you face is very high. Even if everything goes according to your plan, the success rate will not exceed 40%," Isis said with a serious expression.
"40% is enough. I have been preparing for almost 20 years for this day to come," Gaim said leisurely.
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