After his cognition was subverted one after another, one can imagine Chen Guang's mood at this time. In addition to the dull look on his face, there was also deep self-blame.
If the gravekeeper did not lie to himself, then the so-called god is undoubtedly a fake. He did not come to save the world, but to spread pain, and he unknowingly became a pawn in the opponent's hands.
In a moment, the bright beam of light in Chen Guang's palm disappeared, and he slumped to the ground, unable to see the stiffened faces of his subordinates anymore.
He didn't know if it was an illusion, but he always felt that everyone was staring at him, and there seemed to be a voice constantly complaining in his ears, asking him to pay for it with his life.
...He killed all these people.
"pain……"
"It hurts so much..."
"I feel so much pain!"
Chen Guang covered his head in pain, countless voices kept drilling into his head, and he had uncontrollable hallucinations in front of his eyes. It seemed that he saw the faces of Ziye and others in the dark. Their faces were full of resentment, and there were hangers in the corners of their eyes.
The blood and tears seemed to have been tortured by pain for a long time.
Gradually, Chen Guang's eyes opened wider and wider, his breathing became more and more rapid, and his eyes were filled with fear.
Because he suddenly discovered that at some point, even the corpses around him were looking at him, and the pain in their eyes seemed to be overflowing, trying to drown him and lead him into hell.
At this moment, he finally heard it...
There were screams all around.
The rain fell continuously.
Suddenly, Chen Guang's expression became extremely crazy. He was rolling on the ground in pain, mumbling words, and looked like a madman.
It took him a long while to calm down, a tear slipped quietly from the corner of his eye, and he said in a trembling voice: "I'm sorry..."
Instead of saving these people, he brought them more pain. This kind of self-blame kept eating at his heart like a worm.
However, at this moment, it is obvious that no one can respond to his apology, and no one can forgive him out loud.
His ears were still filled with screams.
Yang Yiyi, who was not far away, saw this scene and felt more and more that the gods were the real monsters. Although Bai Mo called the guy in front of him a substitute for punishment, there was no doubt that Chen Guang was the one who was suffering the most terrible punishment at this moment.
——
The pain caused by self-blame cannot be eliminated, it will only become more intense as time accumulates, and can continue to drag people into the abyss.
At this moment, Bai Mo's cold voice sounded in the heavy rain.
"If you really feel sorry for them, then you should answer my question - when and where did you see the God of Lament?"
Although he knows that it may be too late to ask this question now, since the God of Lament is willing to expose himself, it means that he has long been prepared to take risks, and may even have left the original place, but even so, he
Still need to confirm this issue.
Chen Guang looked painful, and finally made up his mind, and replied with a choked sob: "A-level restricted area, Mass Burial Sea, I met him about a month ago."
"Sea of ​​mass burials..."
Bai Mo narrowed his eyes and said, "Tell me about the situation there."
Chen Guang shook his head and said: "I don't know. The Mass Burial Sea is completely different from what we originally learned from the intelligence. There is a very terrifying monster in it. It almost wiped out our group as soon as it appeared. If it weren't for the God of Grief...
"
He didn't continue talking.
A scary monster...?
Bai Mo was thoughtful - it seems that the God of Sorrows not only successfully escaped from trouble, but also probably recovered part of his strength, otherwise he would not be able to easily deceive the guy in front of him.
Therefore, he must now prepare for the worst, that is, the God of Lament may have completely escaped from the restricted area and come to the outside world.
This possibility is very high.
And there is no doubt that the guy in front of him who collects pain everywhere without knowing it has undoubtedly made a lot of contributions in this process, otherwise the wailing god in a weak state would not easily give his power to others.
Of course, there may be other possibilities. It is difficult to guess the intention of the wailing god, but at least one thing is certain...
Bai Mo's eyes narrowed slightly. Since the God of Lament mentioned him deliberately, it meant that the other party was ready to face him at any time and was not afraid of being sealed again.
While thinking, Chen Guang on the ground suddenly said: "Can you answer me a question?"
Bai Mo originally thought that what the other party wanted to ask was about the exact identity of the Screaming God, but that was not the case. He only heard the other party lowering his head and asking: "Is everyone... really in pain right now?"
"Um."
Bai Mo said calmly, "Spreading pain is the pleasure of the mourning god."
This was an extremely pathetic guy in front of him, but that didn't mean that he would forgive the other person - without this guy's interference, he could have said goodbye to Xia Chuyun properly.
Chen Guang was silent for a moment, clenched his fists and asked, "Is there any way to eliminate their pain?"
"have no idea."
"Can I let them rest in peace if I die?"
"have no idea."
"Is there no way I can atone for my sins?"
"I don't know." Bai Mo still shook his head.
Chen Guang couldn't bear it anymore, his eyes turned red instantly: "I don't know, I don't know, I don't know anything! Aren't you the tombkeeper? How could you not know anything!"
He suddenly grabbed the medal on his chest with force, but not to activate the power of the badge, but to pull it off from his body, and blood suddenly dripped from his chest——
He didn't want to run away anymore and wanted to see what was on the back of the medal.
However, when he first glanced at the back of the medal, his excitement was immediately extinguished as if by a basin of cold water, and then he let out a beast-like wail of pain.
On the back of the medal...are two faces squeezed together and twisted in pain.
Although they were completely unrecognizable, Chen Guang recognized them at the first moment - these were the two people in the original ten-man team. Instead of finding peace, they were locked up here in pain.
The next moment, Chen Guang suddenly seemed to have gone crazy, frantically tearing off all the medals on his body. His flesh and blood were torn off along with his skin, and blood flowed. However, he completely ignored the pain in his body and looked at each piece with red eyes.
The back of the medal.
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry..."
As expected, behind each medal are two painful and distorted faces squeezed together. The ferocious expressions make one feel the torture they have endured just by looking at them.
Bai Mo was silent.
"Old friends reunited... finally we have reached this point."
Just when Chen Guang was about to fall into madness, a soft voice suddenly sounded in his ears.
Not only Chen Guang, but also Yang Yiyi and Bai Mo who were present heard this voice, and the latter's expression instantly became solemn.
The gentle voice continued: "Every time you use my power, the pain of your friends will deepen. Their expressions are beautiful now...right?"
It's that guy's voice!
Chen Guang's eyes were about to burst, and he was about to say something. However, he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his body, as if he was instantly occupied by endless pain, especially his heart, which was almost completely eaten by pain.
His body suddenly twitched, and suddenly he straightened up, raised his head, opened his mouth wide, and his eyes widened. Then, countless dark gases continued to gush out from his mouth and eyes, condensing into a blurry figure not far away.
His flesh and blood continued to disappear, turning into skin and bones almost instantly, his scarlet eyes protruded, and his hair became withered and yellow, falling off one by one.
Yang Yiyi couldn't help but cover her mouth.
As Chen Guang became weaker and weaker, the figure formed by the gray mist became more solid, and soon formed a figure hidden in the dim light.
Chen Guang was completely transformed into a mummy.
He didn't even have a chance to express his anger, so he died so lightly, not knowing whether to be grateful or sad.
The figure in the gray mist stood still, seeming to be reminiscing, and suddenly sighed softly: "The time is indeed too short, and the taste is not pure enough..."
After the words fell, the gray mist dispersed, and his figure suddenly disappeared, leaving only Bai Mo and a confused Yang Yiyi.
Just disappeared?
"Who was that just now?"
Yang Yiyi tried her best to walk to Bai Mo and asked, "Is it the god of mourning?"
"Um."
To be continued...