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What I have to say is that even if the strength of the high-level undead is not weak, in front of the half-hearted Death God who has mastered the essence of death, it is really like a father beating his son, and he has no ability to fight back.

Although Pope Ann's hands and feet were not slow, it didn't take long for him to successfully break the space barrier and ran out with William, but the remaining high-level undead outside had already been killed seventy-sevenly eighty-eight, at least it was close Four thousand undead were petrified and eaten on the spot.

Those ninth-order undead who had survived from William before, still failed to escape the clutches of Malos, except for the three lich who had a phylactery, and several high-level undead who had been sent away by chance. In addition to one life, all of them were petrified and absorbed by Malos on the spot, and four more ruins of the **** of death were added to Flange.

...

"You came out a little slow."

After pulling his sleeves and covering the countless snarling faces on his arms, Malos, who had returned to his human appearance, calmed down again, and even smiled at William in the mood.

His expression is gentle, his manners are refined, and there is not the slightest hint of indifference and cruelty. Coupled with his tall but not sturdy physique among humans, as long as he is matched with a pair of carefully polished lenses, he will be like a real person. The appearance of a well-read scholar.

"I've been waiting for you outside for a while, but fortunately these undead haven't all been repatriated. Otherwise, if I want to recover, I'm afraid it will take a lot of work."

"..."

Although he vaguely guessed what might happen, Pope Ann still couldn't help sighing after seeing another gray snake poking his head in his pupils.

"You are...why..."

He blessed himself with a divine inspection technique, and after taking a careful look at Marlos' body, and looking at another self who could no longer be called a human being in front of him, the Pope Soothe the nerves couldn't help but said complicatedly:

"It's okay to absorb some seventh or eighth-order undead, but the ninth-order peak... Although they didn't go as far as you on the way to death, the gap is not so big that they can be easily assimilated by you.

Repair the body with the flesh and blood of the undead below the ninth order, the body after the repair is still dominated by you, but you absorb these ninth-order peak undead, from the body to the soul, you will inevitably be stained with different colors... Then you are still the original you ? "

"Of course I'm still me."

With the suddenly bulging right hand behind his back, the true Pope Malos said indifferently:

"According to my original research results, the soul is the essence of a person, and although my soul has been washed away by the Styx River, it is still the one that was two thousand years ago, and has not experienced rebirth at the source of the Styx River. .

As for the slight changes at the moment, just like human beings have acquired knowledge through acquired learning, it only means that my soul has learned something and slightly changed the view on some things. "

After talking about his own cognition with unusual confidence, Malos smiled and asked back:

"By the way, I want to use this question to ask you in turn.

You are a part of my will that I separated from the beginning, but you have guarded the challenge of truth for nearly two thousand years. In contact with members of the Church of Knowledge time and time again, you have shared their research results and life experiences, relying on their spiritual will and It was only with the support of strength that it became what it is today.

Then, although I have changed from a human to an undead, my original soul still dominates my will, and although you were born from my will and have all my memories, you are constantly stained by the members of the knowledge church from generation to generation. Even the style of life is very different from the original me.

Not to mention, if it was me back then, facing another knowledge that I accumulated in the underworld, I would definitely get it at all costs, and you? What choice have you made? So, between me and you, which one is the original me? "

After listening to Marlos' rhetorical question, Pope Ann's expression was slightly lowered.

If it were someone else, he might have laughed at such a meaningless question, but the one who asked the question was another self, and he was extremely sincere about right and wrong. road:

"I...maybe...maybe you were the original him, I just..."

"No...what's the point of this?"

Seeing that Pope Ann's body was faint, and even his arms became transparent, in order to prevent him from collapsing on the spot by relying on his will, William, who noticed something was wrong, hurriedly interjected and forcibly interrupted the two cottages. Debate between Popes.

"One of you is an undead after death, and you don't even have a complete memory at the beginning. Although the other has a memory, you don't even have a soul. Of course, neither of you is the original Pope of Knowledge."

"Hehe, what do you know?"

Seeing that he could not disintegrate his will with words, the true Pope Malos frowned in disappointment. After glancing at William with a cold expression, he couldn't help but refute:

"Although I'm no longer human, my soul essence is still the same, it's just like a person who has lost his memory, and my essence is still the same..."

"Your essence is still the same piece of chocolate, and even the taste is the same, except that after being melted once, when it re-solidifies, a little **** is mixed into it."

After one sentence choked Malos, William, who was carrying the old man's tree, looked sideways at Pope Ann, and said sincerely:

"As for you... Although you have been licked inside and out many times, after licking, it solidified again, mixed with some other people's saliva, and the taste is not the same as before~www.wuxiaspot.com ~ But you still have a lump of candy in it, no matter what, is it better than a guy with **** like him?"

"..."

After moving the body that William likened to be uncomfortable, Pope Ann looked at him helplessly, his lips moved and said:

"Thank you...my will will not be shaken anymore, but...but if possible, try to use a different metaphor next time..."

Tsk...that's all you have to do!

After fiercely rolling his eyes at this hypocritical guy in his heart, William held the Pope Tree in his hands again, ignoring the rustling leaves that seemed to be cursing, and shook a rather handsome gun flower vigorously.

"It's fine if you figure it out, but the previous method will definitely not work anymore. He just mixed a few fresh ones into his body, the second stage... um, I mean his strength may not decrease but increase, then this How to fight back?"

"This time... let's try it out first and see what changes..."

After clearing the keywords such as chocolate, shit, saliva, etc., Pope Ann took a deep breath, opened the book of wisdom in his hand, and raised his hand to give William a series of special buffs for melee combat.

"Old rules, you used the Pope of Light to attack him in the past, and I will continue to cover behind!

Don't worry, go ahead! It doesn't matter if you lack an arm or a broken leg. With the blessing of my magic, even if your body is destroyed, you will not die for the time being. Just try to keep your head! "

"..."

fuck! It seems that I am still conservative.

After listening to Pope Ann's "sincere and sincere" instructions, William couldn't help but turn dark. He felt that although this piece of chocolate was not mixed with shit, it was probably not only people who had licked him, there were 80% dogs in it!

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There are about ten minutes left in the third chapter... (to be continued)