Fake Eight Cloud Purple's Journey to Death
4 I want to defy the heavens!

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At this moment, the Eight Trigrams was condensing its demonic power on its fingertips and began to try other unfinished experiments.

Perhaps it was because he was prepared this time, or perhaps it was because he had a lot more demonic power. In short, after two or three experiments, the space that the Eight Trigrams 'fingertips swept across suddenly split open. However, there were no countless scarlet eyes like the Eight Cloud Purple's crack, and there were no two strange bow-tied ribbons tied at both ends of the crack. However, looking at the deep feeling that seemed to be able to devour everything, it was obviously a crack.

"Eh? Why was it different from Mother Zi's crevice? Where were her signature scarlet eyes and bow tie?”When Bagua saw this, he was puzzled.

Then, as if sensing his will, the crack changed. The dark background in the crack first lit up with a little red light, and then gradually, densely packed scarlet eyes that could make people's scalps go numb appeared. Moreover, the two ends of the crack were automatically tied with a beautiful bowknot ribbon.

"So the bow and the eyes were really a prank by a seventeen-year-old girl?”Gossip was at a loss for words.

The dividing line of time…

After an unknown period of time, he had reached the realm of being able to use the Eight Trigrams to travel between worlds after practicing the table and the inside. He made the following decision.

Hmm, let's go transmigrate. Our goal is that endless space-time plane!!!

After opening the crevice, he did not observe what kind of world was on the other side of the crevice. As the Eight Trigrams 'strength had soared, it could be said that they were bursting with confidence! With the mindset of a nouveau riche who didn't care what kind of world he was in, he excitedly walked into the crack that he had opened…

After passing through the crack, Bagua narrowed his eyes and rubbed his head, which had become uncomfortable due to using the power of his realm. He began to look at the world he had first transmigrated to.

Come on! Everything in the Otherworld! No matter if you are an immortal or a demon, or if you are a magic warrior, even if you are a god or a buddha, I will pull you down from the altar!

Thinking of this, Bagua immediately felt a towering heroic spirit rise in his heart, as if he had already seen his decisive killing. He could travel the world and crush everything! All the living beings would submit to him while he would hug them from left to right and enjoy the scene of the world's beauties.

Opening his eyes, under the bright light outside the window, he saw…a wretched…fatty…?

A wretched fatty?

Fatty?

A wretched fatty?

He had curly black hair and was wearing a shirt with Kasuga Guild Leader's name printed on it. He was wearing slippers and sitting on the computer chair. Although his face could not be seen clearly, he was a wretched fatty who exuded a " otaku " aura.

Motherf * cker! My pride! My ambition!

Looking at the fatty in front of him, Bagua really had the urge to pick up a folding stool and slap him. The lofty aspirations that he had just transmigrated to were all turned into ashes on this fatty's face that could not be seen, but seemed to be smiling lewdly all the time. What was with this feeling of pride that lasted less than five seconds? What was this feeling of punching cotton with strength but nowhere to use it?!

Fatty didn't seem to notice the gossip. Through his hair that hadn't been cut for an unknown period of time, one could vaguely see a face filled with surprise, horror, and disbelief.

His entire body trembled. Shaking, the fat man stood up from the computer chair that had just accommodated his body. The fat on his body rippled like a balloon filled with water.

" You…you are…" Fatty's voice became nondescript as if he was trying to suppress his excitement.

"My name is Eight Clouds Purple, I'm a monster ~" Although his lofty aspirations were shattered by this damn otaku fatty, he had already decided to pretend to be Eight Clouds Purple. Bagua still had a faint smile on his face, imitating the Eight Clouds Purple in his memory. At the end, he didn't forget to add a brisk voice.

"Yes…"

Hearing the gossip's answer, Fatty stopped shaking. His black eyes hidden in his naturally curly black hair also turned red as if he was wearing cosmetic contact lenses.

" This guy is a monster!???"

Looking at the fatty who had changed his aura and looked like he was about to transform into a werewolf, Bagua couldn't help but take a step back. Could it be that the real Eight Clouds Purple had come first and killed your father, and then I had to transmigrate?

In an instant, the gossip had finished imagining this fatty's tragic history.

"Ah! What a pitiful and pathetic youth!"

Looking at the fatty who seemed to have become a wild beast that chose people, the Eight Trigrams slowly urged the demonic power in his body. The young man was sorry. For the sake of this world, please bring your hatred to hell!!!

It seemed that his imagination had gone too far. Eight Trigrams was already prepared to use the power of his realm to wipe out this malignant tumor that harmed the world when Fatty was about to destroy the world.

"Lord Zi!!!!!!!!!!!!”

With a wolf howl, the fatty, who had already weighed more than 200 pounds, jumped up. As he jumped, his hair swayed, revealing a fat face that looked like it didn't matter even if he died.

"God, what's going on! Coach, there's something wrong with this script!" Realizing that it was different from what he had imagined, Bagua was instantly stunned.

Shouldn't you be shouting with a ferocious expression and then be defeated by me in one move? What was up with this Lord Zi???

However, just as Bagua was stunned, Fatty, who had already weighed more than 200 pounds, rushed in front of him. Thus, the fatty, who had already weighed more than 70 pounds, easily pushed Bagua, who had now changed his bloodline and seemed to be even lighter, to the ground.

Yes, that's right. Fatty sat on Bagua's body and pressed his hands on his shoulders. He was in a pushing position that was commonly used in H games.

"…"

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