Indescribable tarot cards - #352 - Chapter 352 His Children

Just like a young bird breaking free from the shackles of an eggshell, this poor little creature is also gathering its strength.

His mother was an ordinary person who was burdened with inexplicable divinity, but his father was a genuine false god.

Born in the midst of the divine war, the young human mother fought for her last chance.

As He screamed, the body that was gradually getting cold began to shrink.

The ignorant child is always so hungry that he seeks everything within his reach without thinking.

A fierce look appeared in Pan Shen’s eyes, black mist surged, and he almost slapped the child to death with one palm.

To be precise, this child is actually the product of him and the Hanging Sword, and has no direct connection with Isabella.

In other words, Isabella is just the carrier responsible for giving birth to this divine son.

Pan Shen knew what Kongxuan Sword was planning.

First, he deliberately sent this bit of God’s origin to Him, and then gave birth to a so-called child.

When He was about to use this child to become a god, the Hanging Sword only needed to use some tricks to make the Son of God fall on the spot.

Then, God Pan will lose his support, and the so-called ascension ceremony will naturally fail.

Furthermore, He will be forever lost in the call of life shaped by the ascension ceremony.

Once the ascension ceremony begins, there is no turning back.

Either become a god, or be completely lost, lose yourself, become a walking zombie, or even risk falling on the spot.

To Pan Shen, this child is just an illusion.

But for the Hanging Sword, this may not be the case.

If He really used this child to complete the interference with Pan Shen’s ascension ceremony…

This is also a miracle.

For hundreds of years, the Hanging Sword has been waiting for this kind of miracle.

A miracle that can threaten false gods and even gods!

Only through this method and concept can He become a god.

Of course, this also means that the child in front of me…

After all, God Pan’s palm raised high could not fall down.

He just touched Isabella’s lower abdomen gently, and passed through part of the extraordinary aura with cold eyes.

The divine son in his lower belly immediately felt the difference in this external force and couldn’t wait to turn over.

Isabella’s belly suddenly swelled.

Greedily and ignorantly absorbing the mother’s nutrients, this divine son not only grew a lot bigger than before, but also sucked Isabella into a much shriveled state.

This also caused him to look extra big at this time.

Isabella’s thin lower abdomen seemed to be cushioned with a pillow, and from time to time, the bulge could still be seen squirming.

“be honest!”

Pan Shen glanced at the squirrel Ikri, then quickly looked away, and gave a soft drink to the son of God in his belly.

To be honest, Pan Shen’s mood was extremely complicated for this child he had never met before.

In a sense, Pan Shen couldn’t help but think of the past when he saw him.

As long as this child of His exists, it reminds Him: He was completely tricked by the Hanging Sword!

If He really acted according to the plan preset by the Hanging Sword, then He wouldn’t even dare to think about the consequences.

I don’t know where Vlad got the news…

But if He was really determined to kill the child himself…

He was a little soft-hearted again.

In a sense, the Hanging Sword or Vlad was right.

He is indeed a false god, indeed the child of Gauze Nicholas, who was born to inherit the person of God.

He is only one step away from God.

But during these thousands of years, in order to find his own miracles and support, He looked coldly at this continent and the life of the ants in it from the perspective of a bystander.

He thought that he was still high above, still looking down on the world.

And now, He realizes He was wrong.

Without realizing it, He had gone from being a bystander to being a witness.

He is not a god after all, he is just a false god.

In other words, He is the same as Hanging Sword, Vlad, and even other false gods on the continent.

They do not belong to intelligent creatures, and they do not bother to communicate with intelligent creatures.

But similarly, they do not belong to the order of gods.

They desperately desire to become gods, but they also strive for this goal.

In the end…

Pan Shen’s eyes flashed and he stared blankly at the corpse in front of him. He didn’t know what he was thinking for a while.

This incident was tantamount to bad news for Him.

It was not because of Isabella’s death, nor because of the Hanging Sword’s plan.

But…

He understands that if he wants to realize his miracles and truly implement the concept of “reproduction and inheritance”, he has almost no way to go.

If you want to give birth to offspring, it is not enough for him alone, you also need another god and another god’s origin.

But the problem is that the offspring born with the help of the divine origin generated by others will, to a large extent, become God Pan’s most fatal weakness.

This descendant is indeed the Son of God.

But the person who wants to attack him is most likely another false god.

This was an unsolvable situation from the beginning.

In order to become a god, Pan had to need the help of another false god.

But this means that He will completely entrust His life to that false god.

When it comes to life and existence, Pan has to be cautious.

This also means that unless God Pan is willing to risk his death to try, he will not find any chance of becoming a god.

Ah……

Pan Shen finally showed a sad smile.

Reproduction, inheritance…

Yes, He obtained this concept from his mother, Gauze Nicholas, and naturally became a false god.

However, it was this concept of almost no chance that blocked his future path to becoming a god.

This is original sin.

An inherent contradiction.

A guilt that I only now understand.

Success is also a concept, failure is also a concept!

Pan took a deep breath and looked up at the sky.

Perhaps, my mother used a similar method back then?

Then, there was Him.

Now, there is just one child who feels sincerely wronged and wants to cry to his parents.

Of course, even the child himself knew that this was just a delusion.

Crying children get candy.

But He is a false god.

“Mother! Is this your will? Is this your choice?

Mother! So is this the truth? ! “

He has been wandering this continent for thousands of years for an illusory goal.

Yes, for an immortal like Him, time is just a series of numbers.

But isn’t it because of this goal that can never be achieved that sustains His perseverance in pursuing it for thousands of years?

When everything is gone, there really is nothing left.

Pan lowered his head again and stared at the child in front of him whom he had never met before.

His expression was complicated.

At that time, His mother may not have become a god yet and was also a false god.

Today, He has not yet become a God and is also a false God.

They are all looking at their children.