Chapter 259: Fuzzy Memory
Mi Qing looked around and saw that the passage plane was a slightly spacious cave. In the center of the cave was a stone statue. The stone statue could not be seen clearly in the dim light, and only a rough outline could be seen.
A circle of yellow candles is placed under the stone statue, the candlelight is swaying and the light is soft.
In the outer circle is a group of kneeling people, with ragged clothes and thin backs. There are men and women, old and young.
One by one, they muttered words.
It's not about eternal life, it's about getting rid of illness and finding peace.
In the soft light, Mi Qing looked at the stone statue.
The stone statue is three meters high and surrounded by light, which makes it look somewhat divine.
Thinking of the specious rules, Mi Qing was about to take action when he saw the dead stone statue moving.
"Kaka——"
The limbs of the stone statue moved mechanically, making a crisp sound of dislocated bones, causing a group of people kneeling around to pray and interrupting Mi Qing's movements.
Mi Qing stared at the stone statue and retracted his body into the shadow, watching the subsequent developments.
"Give your wish."
The stone statue seemed to be holding something in its right hand. With the clicking sound, a faint light fell down and landed on the head of the kneeling person at the front.
It only took a moment for the bright light to enter his brain. The man's body was shaking violently, and he howled like a beast from his mouth. He looked extremely painful. But the eyes of other people around him looked at the man, as if they were fanatical and addicted.
people.
For someone like Mi Qing, who had seen many scenes, she felt that such a look was very penetrating. She did not look away, and continued to stare at the follow-up development.
"ah--"
With a miserable howl, the man looked up to the sky and roared, and his body stiffened suddenly.
The next moment, the stiff body suddenly hit the ground with a thud, a little dust flew, and the surrounding area was silent.
"It failed. What a pity."
"Yes, my god's spiritual light was wasted."
"If this were me, I would never fail."
"What a pity. The effect of the aura will be greatly reduced after being used once."
"..."
The indifferent comments were in sharp contrast to the enthusiasm that was superior in their eyes.
After a while, someone shouted loudly.
"My God, please give this to us!"
"My God, please give this to us!"
"..."
A prayer seemed to be a switch, and more people began to call loudly. The voices overlapped, seeming solemn, yet also evil, and extremely weird.
Mi Qing looked at this scene and felt that those people were like cultists.
Evil and full of ritual.
As a result, the next moment, I heard the stone statue reply.
"Give your wish."
The same answer, but Mi Qing heard different meanings.
Before she could think about the deeper meaning, the scene that happened next made her frown.
I saw that the person who was first given the 'Aura' was rushed towards him by people around him, but within a few seconds, I couldn't even see the hem of his clothes.
The smell of blood overflowed, blood flowed out, and all that could be seen on the dim ground was a pool of dark liquid. Under the candlelight, the figure looked vague, like a ghost or a monster.
Mi Qing watched silently, and suddenly a bizarre and absurd "memory" appeared in her mind. It seemed that "she" had also been treated in this way.
Mi Qing was confused.
This memory... isn't quite right.
I wanted to think about it, but I just felt empty in my head.
Mi Qing held her forehead, her expression gradually becoming serious.
She remembered the anchor point the idol said.
The anchor is the soul, but the body is sacrificed...
Could it be...
Thinking of a certain possibility, her right hand, which was resting on the rock formation, crushed the rock formation under her hand.
There was a click and the sound of flesh and blood being chewed.
For a moment, everyone turned around and looked at Mi Qing's position.
It was clearly a gentle candlelight, but the 'people' stained with the same kind of blood in the backlight seemed like ghosts. Their eyes exuded beast-like malice in the backlight.
Being stared at by so many eyes, Mi Qing suddenly smiled.
Regardless of whether the 'memory' of her being eaten was true or false. At the moment, she was really unhappy.
She walked out of the darkness openly, and the wings behind her turned into darkness, hiding in the void. She ignored the 'people' staring at her, but raised her head to look at the three-meter-high statue.
After taking a few steps closer, I could finally see clearly what the stone statue looked like.
An extremely sacred female stone statue, with an opened box in her right hand and her left hand on her chest. The entire stone statue has a kind face and kind eyes.
It doesn't look like an evil god at all. But the multiple dark blood stains splattered on the hem of the stone statue told Mi Qing that the scene just now happened here more than once.
"It's really... not pleasant."
Mi Qing whispered, and in the next moment the blood chain was thrown out, skewering the 'people' who rushed over at the same time into individual skewers.
With a flick of the blood chain, the human meat skewers were thrown away and hit the stone statue. But the 'people' whose hearts were penetrated stood up mechanically, twisted their necks, and attacked again.
He looked like an immortal.
Mi Qing's expression remained unchanged, with the green spear in hand and the blood chain wrapped around the spear, they all moved out.
In the midst of lightning and flint, before the 'person' who rushed forward again could get close to Mi Qing's body, he was swept away by a spear and pierced by a blood chain. His broken limbs flew around, staining the stone statue of kind-hearted eyes red.
Mi Qing looked at the fresh blood splattered on the stone statue. It was not only red, but also steaming. She murmured to herself, "It's strange that the blood is red."
This insensitive creature actually has warm, red blood.
How disgusting.
With a kick of his foot, Mi Qing stabbed with his spear, aiming at the stone box in the stone statue's hand.
"Bang——"
The spear missed the stone box, but it missed the target. A light shield appeared and enveloped the stone statue. The spear could not pierce it, but was bounced back.
Mi Qing stepped back, the blood chain bloomed, and the 'people' who were left with only stumps and broken arms and wanted to rush forward were penetrated and dismembered by the blood chain again, and the ground was full of flesh and blood.
Fresh bones splashed on the surrounding rock formations, and under the soft orange light, there was a vague protective layer. But the flesh and blood bones continued to squirm, like disgusting bugs, trying their best to piece together.
In the blink of an eye, the flesh and blood of many people were pieced together into an ugly sarcoma. The sarcoma was disgusting and ugly, and the viscous white and red fluid and fresh cortical bones made people's pores bulge and their hearts tremble.
But Mi Qing watched with cold eyes, and his expression didn't even change.
Fire vines sputtered on the ground, and magma flowed. The sarcoma wailed in the magma, and the sound was permeable and sad.
As for Mi Qing, he held a spear and attacked the stone statue with several moves. The mask protecting the stone statue became thinner and thinner, but the stone statue inside the mask was also undergoing startling changes.
The stone body began to take flesh.
The blood splashed on the stone statue is absorbed, the flesh and blood is absorbed, and the speed of the stone statue's physical transformation is accelerating.
Mi Qing didn't want to wait for the other party to take shape.
The previous rules said that gods could be killed but not be trusted. At this moment, she decided to abide by the rules for once.
His eyes were sharp, and his spear gathered unparalleled momentum.
"Click——"
The light mask that persisted for a long time finally broke, and the spear stabbed the stone statue between the eyebrows.
I’m old and can’t write anymore
(End of chapter)
Chapter completed!