Lines of crimson text quickly appeared in front of Gu Qing Shan's eyes.
[A total of 21 spirits have acted]
[Under the guidance of another dancer, your Sacrificial Dance has been modified 371 times]
[Your Sacrificial Dance has once again been forcefully stopped]
[The Sacrificial Dance is about to enter a dormant state, then begin evolution]
The lines of text flashed and disappeared from the void of space.
A new notification popped up:
[You've activated the Ultimate Mystery of All Beings Equal to transform into the Mystical Creature: Dragon Eater]
[Would you like to obtain all of the Dragon Eater's memories and skills?]
Gu Qing Shan replied: "Of course, otherwise I wouldn't be able to portray it well"
The notification popped up again: [The Dragon Eater isn't much stronger than yourself, with your divine might as the Earth Deity and Water Deity, you can automatically obtain its memories and skills]
[From now on, you have become the Dragon Eater]
[You've obtained the following abilities …]
"…"
While reading, Gu Qing Shan nodded at the Sacrificial Dancer.
"It's done!" he said.
The Sacrificial Dancer appeared serious and told him: "Remember, do not tell us anything you know, we will find a way to see for ourselves"
"Understood" Gu Qing Shan replied.
Colorful Burial made a gesture.
Instantly, all the spirits turned into runes and disappeared into the void of space.
A line of crimson text appeared:
[The concealment technique used to seal the spirits has disappeared, from now on, Space-Time and Causality have returned to normal]
The lights turned back on, the music started again. The runway continued.
All the spirits disappeared.
Everything returned to normal.
Gu Qing Shan had taken on the appearance of a middle-aged man, walked to the other party's original seat, and loudly whistled at the hot beauty on the runway.
— — -he had turned into a perverted middle-aged man who was a groupie!
The battle just now was like an erratic dream, as if it never happened.
About half an hour later, the grand fashion show came to an end.
The middle-aged man quickly squeezed his way onto the stage, trying to strike up a conversation with a model and asked for an autograph.
It wasn't until the other employees kept asking him to step down, almost kicking him off that he finally left the stage in satisfaction.
The audience slowly dispersed.
The middle-aged man also walked out of the stage.
He wandered around outside, picked a buffet restaurant and went in for dinner.
Two hours later.
The middle-aged man held onto the wall with difficulty as he walked out.
"Sir, please wait a moment, the money has not been paid —"
An urgent greeting came from behind him, but the middle-aged man showed a look of disdain and activated the teleportation spell without turning his head.
He disappeared from the land of evil fantasies.
In a secret place.
Cai Zang couldn't help but say, "Madam, the successor you found is really vile."
"He's acting" the Sacrificial Dancer said.
"Yes, his acting was also very bad."
…
The middle-aged man returned to the cave.
It was already late at night.
He lay down on the bed, covered himself with the blanket, and fell asleep.
The night passed.
During the day.
The middle-aged man slept until the sun was high up in the sky.
After eating the instant noodles, he put on the virtual reality equipment and began to play games.
When the sun set, he made another bowl of noodles, put down the virtual reality equipment, and began to read a comic book.
The day passed just like that.
The next day passed just like that.
The third day, the fourth day, until the fifth day.
He was sitting on his bed, playing a virtual game. The void of space suddenly moved.
A metal tube descended and hung in front of him.
A long needle poked out from the metal tube, showing itself in front of the middle-aged man.
The middle-aged man jumped up and spoke in annoyance: "Why do I need to verify my identity again? This will greatly affect my mental state, don't you know? "
"Hmph, cut the crap, to ensure that everything goes smoothly, I have to make sure that your identity won't be exposed" a voice came from the metal tube.
The needle stabbed into the back of the middle-aged man's head.
At the very next moment.
The middle-aged man's entire body twitched as he moaned in pain.
When the needle was pulled back, he collapsed to the ground, soaked in sweat.
"That hurts, damn it!" he cursed.
The voice from the metal tube became relaxed: [Identity verification approved, please input the most recently obtained coordinates]
The middle-aged man had no choice but to crawl back up, face a control panel, and struggled to input the coordinates.
The metal tube continued: [Now let me ask you, has anything happened in the Dusty World recently?]
The middle-aged man replied: "Nothing at all, according to the surveillance data I have here, everything is normal"
The voice from the metal tube spoke: [Idiot, if you only look at the data, why would I need you?]
The middle-aged man shrunk a bit and helplessly shrugged: "But nothing major really happened in the Dusty World"
The metal tube: [That can't be right, that Lord of the Final Ritual seemed to have performed a Sacrificial Dance]
[She was a dancer in the first place … not to mention, I don't have the courage to get close to watch, after all, with my strength — — you know it] the middle-aged man replied.
The metal tube fell silent.
The middle-aged man waited for a while, then seemed to feel bored, so he picked up the bowl of instant noodles from the table and took another sip of the cold broth inside.
[Still eating? You only know how to eat every day without doing anything serious!] the metal tube reprimanded him.
The middle-aged man begrudgingly replied: "What else can I do? Why don't you find a few dying or heavily wounded dragons, I guarantee I'll still be able to defeat them? "
[The matter of the dragons has become a thing of the past — — - after the discussion of the lords, we've decided to have you enter the center of power of the Dusty World] the metal tube replied.
"But why? I'm very happy staying in this cave, those spirits also respect me and never come to bother me "the middle-aged man shrugged.
[That's right, even if you don't pay for your meals, those spirits don't mind at all] the metal tube replied with a mocking tone.
"You're spying on me!" the middle-aged man angrily shouted.
[This is a part of my job! In order to keep track of everything!] the metal tube sternly replied.
"Hmph, so boring! So boring! I'm telling you, if I were to enter the center of power of the Dusty World, my shitty strength would definitely be exposed — — after all, my expertise lies in dealing with dragons, not becoming one of them! "the middle-aged man shouted.
[Calm down a bit. By the way, you've been doing quite well up until now, not arousing any of the spirits' suspicions and successfully allowing the organization to grasp all the coordinates. Right now, the organization has made the decision to have you gain more strength] the metal tube replied.
The middle-aged man froze.
"Gain more strength?" he repeated.
[That's right, your personal image has perfectly matched that of the Dragon God, and you've even developed upon his foundation, gaining the recognition of many spirits, so your upcoming mission is very important] the metal tube replied.
"Will it be too painful to increase my strength?" the middle-aged man asked with a trembling voice.
The metal tube went silent, then abruptly cursed: [Cut the crap! Foolish Dragon Eater! Do you know how many people want to increase their strength? You're already very lucky, if it weren't for the rarity of your race, do you think this matter would have fallen into your hands?]
"Alright, remember to be gentle"
The middle-aged man helplessly replied.
He suddenly lowered his voice: "Big bro, as long as you lower the pain level a bit when you're working, I'll invite you for a massage next time"
The metal tube went silent again, then spoke with a strained tone: [Dragon Eater, I'm telling you, the entire council members are currently listening to our conversation]
"Alright, I can't afford to invite that many people" the middle-aged man shrugged helplessly.
An old voice suddenly came from the metal tube: [Come back, child, you've done very well, the rest of this mission will require your hard work]
"Yes! Chairman! "the middle-aged man puffed out his chest and replied.
The metal tube slowly opened in front of him, turning into a passage large enough for him to pass through.
At the same time, a beautiful female voice resounded:
[Dragon Eater sir, please pay attention, you will leave the Dusty World]
[You will be placed in the No.5 experimental ship G-511-3144-6, this area has been sterilized and sealed for you]
[Once you've finished increasing your strength, remember to press the 'Leave' button]
[You will return to this Space-Time]
[One second of the Dusty World's time will pass, I trust no one will notice you]
[When you're ready, please enter the passage]
The middle-aged man laid down in the metal passage as instructed.
In the blink of an eye, he followed the metal tube and disappeared from the cave.
At the same time.
In a place unknown to the world.
A metal tube appeared and lightly placed the middle-aged man on the ground.
He opened his eyes and sat up from the ground.
Outside the window was the dark universe, with a cluster of beautiful nebulas in the distance.
Below his feet was a cold black metal floor.
This was the No.5 experimental ship.
In the middle-aged man's memories, this ship was like a giant jellyfish, glowing and wandering in an unknown place.
The middle-aged man looked away and spoke: "I've returned, please take me to the designated location"
A voice resounded: [You will need to ascend 9,000 meters to reach G-511-3144-6]
The metal floor below the middle-aged man silently turned into a tray that lifted him up into the endless darkness.
The middle-aged man sat still.
Various scenes flashed by his eyes inside the ship.
First, there were torsos made entirely of flesh and blood that occupied the walls along the way, giving off intense energy fluctuations.
Various human faces appeared from the torsos of flesh and blood, staring at the middle-aged man.
[Eat …]
[Eat you …]
[Trash Dragon Eater …]
[If the mission fails, you will have to become one with us …]
The middle-aged man's expression didn't change at all. He simply took off his shoes, aimed his foot at those faces, and made a flying kick.
The elevator continued to ascend.
The torsos of flesh and blood slowly disappeared.
What replaced them were giant transparent petri dishes.
These petri dishes were filled with various strange creatures, some were only the size of a palm, while others were as big as several soccer fields.
The middle-aged man watched this without changing his expression.
According to his memories, these were all strange creatures of various dimensions, bodies that had research and use value — — -
As well as souls.
After a while, the middle-aged man's expression changed a bit before quickly returning to normal.
He saw the largest petri dish.
This transparent petri dish was located very far away from him, it was filled with a blue liquid that contained a giant dragon.
The dragon's body was filled with tubes of various kinds.
Numerous mechanical insects quickly moved along the tubes, responsible for collecting, injecting, recording, experimenting, and so on.
The dragon was in a deep slumber, completely unaware of what was happening to its body.
— — -even in slumber, its body was still exuding a powerful presence.
A line of crimson text quickly appeared in front of the Dragon Eater's eyes:
[Attention!]
[You've discovered the Dragon God]
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