I Am Loaded With Passive Skills

Chapter 4411: Chapter 2041: Landing_3

Mosquito Brother clearly didn’t understand manners, as he landed directly on the rooftop of a three-story villa, panting heavily as he delivered the person from his back:

"Our demonic power is running low, and we’re running out of time..."

Clink!

The ice pop fell to the ground.

The umbrella on the rooftop had been blown away, revealing a little girl in a pink dress with curly golden hair, staring with wide green eyes at the beast before her.

She didn’t scream, didn’t fall over, as if turned into a stone statue, her eyes widening and her lips turning whiter.

Xu Xiaoshou looked over, awkwardly waving at the little girl, and tried his best to muster his pigeon English to show his goodwill:

"Hello, donkey dig, I everyone." (Hello, do not fear, I am good man.)

Thud!

The little girl’s eyes rolled back, and she fell asleep.

"Is she okay?" Xu Xiaoshou felt the danger hadn’t passed, turning back to Mosquito Brother, "Running out of time, what do you mean?"

"No worries, but we could die."

"How come?"

Mosquito Brother could only sigh heavily, turning to look in the direction they came from.

This dash took them far, nearly exhausting their power, but Saint Xin had temporarily failed to catch up.

It seemed to deliberate its words, speaking only after a long pause:

"Indeed, even I don’t know what’s going on or why Demon Ancestor Saint Xin is here now."

"According to the demonic decree, I should not be revealed, and at the end of your life, bring a trace of divine intent into a body with the same name on the Shengshen Continent."

"But now..."

The mosquito’s brain capacity seemed insufficient, leaving Mosquito Brother unable to understand the peculiar occurrences; it almost threw up its hands:

"Saint Xin shouldn’t have arrived."

"You shouldn’t have the power to awaken me either."

"Just three days more, I could fulfill the demonic decree’s Guidance and return to Ancestral Court’s Taigu Mountain."

"But now, all these unexpected events have occurred."

Mosquito hesitated momentarily, speculating: "Maybe, it relates to the Path of Space-Time, maybe to your future, but specifics are beyond me."

Xu Xiaoshou fell into deep thought.

Nothing came to him.

He knew nothing about the situation, what outcome could he figure out?

"Then, why not retrieve me early?" Xu Xiaoshou could only think of this way to break the deadlock, "Mosquito Brother, can you do it?"

"I can."

"Then do it!"

Xu Xiaoshou had lived long enough.

Besides, Mosquito Brother said he’d be gone in three days, so why wait?

That other world is quite exciting; he had glimpsed it and was looking forward to it.

"Saint Xin will surely notice and certainly act to stop." Mosquito Brother shook his head, "Besides, you might not be ready."

"Ready for what?"

"Being killed."

Killed, to be retrieved?

But if interrupted during retrieval, it could be true death?

If he dies here, the alternate self won’t appear; a paradox occurs, correcting the error, the other world’s Xu Xiaoshou disappears?

Xu Xiaoshou suddenly broke out in a cold sweat, realizing what Mosquito Brother meant.

His death could mean two lives.

Not Mosquito Brother’s, but implicating his alternate self?

"But it’s worth a try!" Xu Xiaoshou quickly decided, "Can you take on Saint Xin?"

Mosquito Brother decisively shook his head, "Not enough demonic power, otherwise..."

"Otherwise?" Xu Xiaoshou anticipated.

"Otherwise, he might not be able to interrupt the retrieval."

So what are we waiting for?

Try now, or lose the chance!

Xu Xiaoshou opened his arms, looking at Mosquito Brother’s mouth like a sharp cone, that thing delivers a blow, he’s done for.

"Bring it!"

"Sorry for this."

Time waits for no one; this indeed was a last resort. Mosquito Brother, without hesitation, extended his mouthpiece, stabbing toward Xu Xiaoshou’s heart.

Boom!

Just then, a streak of golden light flashed through the air.

The villa was directly split open, and the twelve-winged blood-bathed golden-spotted mosquito was also divided in half, flung into the void.

"Mosquito Brother—"

Xu Xiaoshou opened his eyes, seeing Mosquito Brother’s final terrified look, "Run..."

He turned back, far away in the void above, Saint Xin stood tall, his face mocking:

"This plane, insignificant as a tiny pill."

"One Sacrificial Spirit Forbidden Escape array, can circle ten times, how could you escape my grasp?"

He clapped his hands, and the twelve-winged blood-bathed golden-spotted mosquito, without time to resist, was crushed into nothingness by a distant blood demon hand.

Xu Xiaoshou’s heart sank.

Saint Xin casually exterminated the noisy mosquito, his face sneering as he looked back, "Run?"

He shook his head, seemed eager to relish watching the prey’s final struggle before death: "Keep running!"

Unfortunately, he couldn’t see a struggle in Xu Xiaoshou’s eyes.

As if indifferent to life and death, faced with the current situation, he instead calmed completely.

—Even more damnable!

Why did Saint Xin, confronting Xu Xiaoshou, get slapped, forced to kneel?

And when Xu Xiaoshou faced the unrivaled Demon Ancestor, could he maintain such composure?

"Saint Xin, do you know what usually kills the bad guys?"

"Oh?" Saint Xin was intrigued.

"Killed by being talkative."

"Hahaha..." Saint Xin laughed, fingers igniting with golden light, "Are you trying to provoke me into killing you? Could it be you have some trump card?"

Xu Xiaoshou pursed his lips without speaking.

In truth, he had no solution, only waiting for death.

No...

Perhaps there’s one move left to try...

"Lord Shou!"

"Xu Xiaoshou!"

"Me, hurry and save me!"

Xu Xiaoshou shouted inwardly in desperation.

But the attempt seemed to work; after calling out in his heart, his body hairs stood on end, feeling the scene before him beginning to ripple.

What?

Saint Xin too seemed to sense something, ready to act at once, fearing Xu Xiaoshou’s words might come true.

Yet at this moment, their consciousness suddenly sank, as if into an endless ocean.

"Who?!"

Saint Xin felt the encounter extraordinarily familiar.

At the shout, he turned to see not the scenery of this continent, but a darkness resembling chaos, an undeveloped space-time of Dao Method.

Away in the desolate end of spacetime, as if the Great Path was born, another figure stood; its form unseen, its power indescribable, yet as willwaves surged forth, meeting one’s self-intent.

Saint Xin clearly heard a familiar voice:

"Recite my true name, rely on reincarnation."

"Through ten thousand generations, Supreme transition."

—Xu Xiaoshou’s voice!

No!

Awake!

Wake up!

Forcing Blood Demon Reverse Fate Technique, Saint Xin startled awake from the nameless realm, fingertips forming five golden mystic lines, shooting at Xu Xiaoshou.

Yet before him, Xu Xiaoshou had unknowingly knelt on one knee atop the rooftop, hands raised high, eyes as large as copper bells.

As the five rays of golden light struck him, his shout couldn’t stop:

"Holy God Descend Technique!"