There was a time, watching the Abyssal Lords stir up energy storms that filled the sky, that Church also felt a sense of longing amidst his trembling.
As one of the creatures of the abyss, distortion, chaos, slaughter, destruction, and annihilation are the underlying rules here. Only by practicing them can one receive the favor of the world's will and become powerful amidst the wailing souls!
Church attempted to leave the lava territory and practice the iron law of the abyss!
But in the end, it gave up.
As an elemental creature, it was destined to be difficult for it to leave the elemental pool for a long time.
The lava granted it unparalleled power within its territory, but it also placed shackles upon them, restricting their range of activity.
Leaving the lava, although it could still absorb fire elements from the surrounding environment to replenish energy and strip vitality from the souls of enemies, compared to the needs of its massive body, these always seemed insufficient.
Once severely injured, it had to fall into a deep sleep to recover its strength.
And sleeping in the abyss was undoubtedly a very dangerous act.
After several near-death experiences, besides gaining some experience and combat knowledge, its main body instead weakened, and Church had to return to the lava.
It gave up on training.
Like countless predecessors, it dwelled in the lava, waiting for some misguided individuals like a tree stump waiting for a rabbit, slowly increasing its strength.
It felt that there was no essential difference between it and the dirty, humble mud-eating creatures living in the mud.
It once abandoned itself to despair, sleeping all day long.
But now it's different.
If it could receive the favor of the God of the Internet, then it could go further, perhaps breaking free from the shackles of the lava and experiencing the charm of the abyss.
This was its ambition!!!
Yu Shen'an's main body sat on the divine throne in the ancient castle of the divine palace, looking at Church's prayer, and a bold idea suddenly popped into his mind.
The more he thought about this idea, the more his heart fluttered.
To be honest, when he signed Church, he never regarded Church as a subordinate.
It was just one of his sources of life, a fire elemental tool, a source of combat troops, a laborer... and so on.
Even if Church was blown to pieces today, he was only inspired by the "shared dragon egg vitality" to attempt a rescue.
But Church's prayer made him suddenly realize—it has a name, it is also an intelligent creature, including the countless creatures he has contracted.
Many of them, though not made of flesh and blood, also have emotions, and also have joy, anger, sorrow, and happiness!
If they are simply defined as "cannon fodder" or "sources of troops," in a sense it is not wrong. As long as he has enough origin energy, under the constraint of the contract power, they have to do whatever he tells them to do, including dying.
How vast is the abyss? As long as he has enough origin energy, his cannon fodder will be inexhaustible.
But what if he was a little more benevolent?
For example, using his main body as a relay station, share the vitality of all contracted creatures together.
What a magnificent scene that would be?
It is conceivable that as long as his contracted creatures are not instantly annihilated by a devastating blow, they will be able to survive by virtue of the vitality of the "collective."
They will live better and better in their respective planes, and even become stronger and stronger!
One day, he, Yu Shen'an, will become the object they must protect.
Because if he dies, the advantages of all contracted creatures will no longer exist.
This means that he will fully activate the "subjective initiative" of the contracted creatures!!!
Only interests are eternal and permanent.
"Hoo..."
Yu Shen'an exhaled a breath, his eyes flickering, and he made a decision in his heart.
...
After praying, Church fell into agonizing waiting.
His mood was extremely anxious, and his thoughts were also extremely chaotic, sometimes excited, sometimes fearful.
Excited that if the God of the Internet favored him, he would break free from the shackles of the lava;
Afraid that the God of the Internet would be enraged by this,
and kill him with a wave of his hand?
The latter was not impossible. What was he to the God of the Internet? Just an ant, nothing more. To seek favor before showing loyalty was a great taboo.
In agony, Church's body suddenly stiffened.
He saw that the contract document rooted in his soul suddenly floated out, and in his lava eyes, lines of text twisted and changed.
When the change was completed, the contract document re-entered his soul.
Church was stunned.
After a long while, it prostrated itself on the ground and praised loudly, "Praise to you, great God of the Internet, Church swears with its soul that it will spread your glory throughout the abyss!"
After a long time, it stood up, didn't even look back at the warm lava behind it, and strode away.
At this moment, it was like a new creature.
...
Some people are like new creatures, while others are on the brink of death.
In the rugged canyon, the alien demon Baro hid in a crevice in the rock, desperately suppressing its breathing. On its wound, which was smeared with feces, one could even see maggots wriggling in its * *.
It was going to die!
It had been in a fierce battle, and after expending great effort to kill a Balrog, it was unexpectedly targeted by a Demon Spider.
It could only flee.
But it knew it couldn't escape.
The Balrog had inflicted a fatal wound on it before dying, which greatly reduced its combat power.
Demon Spiders are also notorious monsters in the abyss that feed on demons. Their sense of smell is extremely keen. Even if it smeared its wound with feces to cover its scent, it could only gamble with its life!
Baro silently circulated its power, accumulating strength.
The imminent death, on the contrary, activated the most violent madness deep within its heart.
Even if it died, it would drag the Demon Spider down with it!
"Rustle, rustle..." The subtle friction sound made Baro's spirit tense. It looked towards the source of the sound, its sharp claws already poised to strike!
"Puff!"
The sound of a sharp blade piercing flesh and blood made Baro suddenly stiffen. A poison potent enough to paralyze the entire body caused its thoughts to freeze in a single breath.
It lowered its head and saw a sharp section of exoskeleton on its chest. It realized... it had been tricked.
The poison spread in its body, and its thoughts became increasingly blurred.
The Demon Spider crawled over, spit out a sticky liquid, wrapped it up, and slowly pulled it out of the rock crevice.
Despair filled Baro's frantic heart.
Even it, which regarded death as commonplace, was filled with anger, unwillingness, and even fear.
It had seen prey killed by Demon Spiders.
They would retain their exquisite skin until death, only the inside would be corroded into water and sucked dry.
It is said that to keep the prey fresh, this process can last for tens of days.
Demon Spiders during pregnancy can even maintain some special prey for an entire Dark Era!
The poison was corroding more and more severely.
Baro's will also became increasingly muddled. At this moment, it suddenly hoped that the deity who had signed a contract with it could summon it away to fight in another world.
Even if it was killed in another world.
It didn't want to die under the venom of the Demon Spider!
The deity seemed to hear its inner plea, but he did not summon it away. Instead, he sent a surge of vitality from a mysterious dimension.
Stimulated by the surging vitality, its critically injured body began to heal, and a continuous stream of power was born from its flesh and blood.
Even the potent poison gradually faded under the flushing of this vitality.
Baro was stunned.
After a long while, it closed its eyes.
When it opened its eyes again, its sharp claws suddenly tore through the mucus and fiercely plunged into the Demon Spider's body!
One claw after another!
The Demon Spider struggled wildly, stirring up dust and rocks that filled the sky.
When the dust settled, Baro didn't care whether the commotion here would attract other hunters.
It used its sharp claws to carve an arcane magic pattern on the ground, poured the Demon Spider's fresh blood into it, and finally solemnly placed the Demon Spider's head on the magic pattern before stepping back a few steps and prostrating itself on the ground.
Its voice was distorted and excited, saying, "Great God of the Internet, please accept the offering of your most devout servant!"
The blood poured into the magic pattern lit up, and then the Demon Spider's head disappeared in the blood array.