"Divine Favored..."

Looking at the arrogant Balian, a trace of seriousness appeared on everyone's face present.

This old man doesn't seem like a lunatic. Assuming everything he said is true, then how long has he lived in this world? No one can be certain.

After all, in the oil paintings seen before coming here, there's even one depicting Balian in primitive man attire.

Could he really have been alive from the Stone Age to the present?

That would be quite incredible.

In the East, there's often talk of immortals, and someone who can live for a thousand years can already be called an immortal.

If Balian has truly lived from the primitive era to this day, always secretly altering his identity, then he really could be considered a contemporary immortal.

"Surprised, aren't you? I like that expression of yours. Exactly! When you find out about me, this is how you should react."

Balian laughed heartily, thoroughly enjoying the surprise and disbelief on Sun Yan and the others' faces.

"So what's the real purpose behind bringing us to this ancient castle? You should know that people like us aren't of much value; killing us wouldn't gain you anything. Monica and Yamashita Kojirō were killed by you, weren't they?"

Shen Sanjing stared at Balian and asked.

"No, no, no, Mr. Shen, in this world, every person has their own unique value, even if they're a vagrant or a billionaire; their nature is the same,

I know you're working for your boss, but to me, your boss might not be more important than you are. You few are the chosen ones in my heart, treasures bestowed upon me by the divine."

Balian suddenly threw away the cane in his hand, and with Lisa's support, he approached Sun Yan and the others.

Shen Sanjing's gaze turned vigilant in an instant, and he reflexively pulled a spoon from his pocket.

Sun Yan's eyes were sharp, staring intensely at Balian's body, sensing that something seemed to exist within him.

And that something was rapidly expanding at this moment.

"Danger!"

Sun Yan shouted loudly, hurriedly pushing Shen Sanjing, Bai Qianqian, and the others away.

In an instant, Balian's abdomen suddenly burst open, and a mass of pitch-black viscous substance surged from within him, covering Shen Sanjing's body.

Fortunately, Sun Yan pushed Shen Sanjing away in time, otherwise, this thing would have directly covered him.

"What is that!"

Zhao Chuan Yi's face changed dramatically, seeing Balian's entire abdomen had long been hollowed out, corresponding with his back, and his internal organs entirely removed, leaving only a spinal column to support him.

Those pitch-black viscous substances occupied his entire body, which might be the reason why he managed to survive in such a state.

Sun Yan suddenly had a thought.

Could it be that not only was the old housekeeper Xia Da just a shell, the driver was just a shell, but even Balian was just a shell?

And the real Balian was actually this mass of pitch-black viscous matter!

Balian looked at Sun Yan with annoyance and angrily said: "It's you again, why do you keep disrupting my plans, mere human, you dare oppose me! You being the most suitable offerings for my rebirth is a grace many dream of! Ignorant!"

The dense mucus emerging from Balian's body became more and more, and these substances began to turn red.

This strange phenomenon made everyone feel a growing sense of unease.

From within Shen Sanjing's mouth came Snake Scale's shocked voice: "This seems like the presence of a Divine Spirit..."

"Holy Blood, this aura I encountered in a church in Europe, there's no mistake, this is the Holy Blood." Bai Qianqian's face was full of shock.

The viscous mucus began to cover Balian's entire body, gradually encasing him in blood.

A pair of ghastly white wing bones burst from Balian's body, looking grotesque and terrifying, yet closely resembling the church's vision of an angel.

If flesh and feathers grew on Balian's wing bones, he would truly become the sacred angel in believers' eyes.

"Many, many years ago, when I was still a mindless primitive man, I was presumably born in a place that's now Africa,

I vividly remember that night, a meteor showering white flames fell from the sky, crashing near our tribe, and everyone in the tribe perished in that disaster,

Only I survived, and from that day forward, I discovered my strength, speed, and constitution far surpassed those of other primitive people, and I gained a completely new perception and understanding of the sky and the earth,

I began crafting tools to hunt beasts, led my tribesmen away from Africa during a river's freezing, and entered Western Europe, gradually establishing city-states and nations,

But later the situation slowly changed, I never aged or died, while my tribesmen's descendants began to multiply and thrive, they grew fearful, they were terrified of my immortality and deathlessness,

Thus the greedy ones saw me as a Demon, wanting to lead everyone to kill me, viewing me as an emblem of evil, a symbol of calamity, the embodiment of death, believing that the reason people died and I did not was that I usurped the life force from those who had died."

Balian spoke slowly, his tone calm but exuding a sense of peerless might, making one find it impossible to doubt his words.

Sun Yan couldn't help but tremble slightly, was there truly someone in this world who had lived for so long?

"My tribesmen's descendants pierced my chest, nailed my limbs to a Cross, and threw me into a canyon, thinking this would kill me, but little did they know I would survive, discovering the second life-changing event of my existence."

Balian's eyes sparkled, his tone growing increasingly fervent: "An Angel, I discovered a real angel! Although for some reason it had long perished, its flesh immortalized, I extracted all its blood and injected it into myself, and from that moment on... I was God!"

With that said, Balian suddenly lunged at Shen Sanjing; possessed by Chang Immortal, Shen Sanjing reacted with extreme swiftness, immediately attempting to dodge to the side.

But he underestimated Balian's power; Balian reached directly for Shen Sanjing's ankle, grabbing hold and suspending him upside down in front of himself.

"For the eternal existence of God, sacrifices are essential. I chose you few from millions, only your bodies are most suitable to be my vessels, to become a part of God, contributing to God's presence on earth, you mere humans should hurry and thank me for this grace."

Balian stabbed his hand into Shen Sanjing's abdomen, and Shen Sanjing immediately let out a shrill scream.

Without giving Sun Yan a chance to step forward and rescue, Balian had already brutally torn open Shen Sanjing's stomach, causing a massive spillage of organs and a bloody stench to spread everywhere.

"Shen Fatty!" Zhao Chuan Yi exclaimed.

"Master Chang, this time I really think I'm done for." Shen Sanjing uttered weakly.

Inside him arose a second voice, one that did not belong to him.

"Don't say those defeatist words to me; I've watched you grow, and even if I have to exert all my power, I'll ensure you get a chance at life. This guy claims to be God; how am I not an immortal!"

Suddenly, Shen Sanjing's face sprouted a multitude of snake scales, his eyes turning resolute and determined.

Even with his abdomen torn open by Balian, he deftly twisted his body, arcing his waist, his hands slicing sharply like blades toward Balian's neck.

"You say you're God; today, I'm going to see if you really can't be killed!"

Slash!

Shen Sanjing's sharp fingers stabbed directly into Balian's throat, severing his blood vessels and arteries.

Everyone, seeing this scene, couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, thinking such a serious injury surely meant Balian would die.

But Sun Yan frowned, growing increasingly uneasy; if Balian's words just now were true, he wouldn't be killed so easily.

"Shen Sanjing, watch out!" Sun Yan quickly shouted loudly.

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