Chapter Two Hundred and Fifty Second: The Slaughter on the City Terrace
It's dawn the next day.
Chen Changsheng arrived outside the city platform.
"here we go."
I saw the priest wearing a mask walking up to the altar.
"Woo!!"
The sound of the trumpet sounded under the city platform.
The priest's steps were distorted and he kept mumbling, reciting words that others could not hear.
"Dang Cang..."
The copper bell swayed in the hand of the priest, and the sound spread throughout the city platform.
The dog was among them, watching the scene.
He looked at the top of the city platform and felt the urge to walk up to it.
…
However, before the priest stepped onto the city platform, a bloody storm broke out not far away.
"Everyone."
"The position of the Son of God naturally belongs to those who are destined to occupy it, but there are only a few positions that can be occupied on the city platform, haha..."
"If everyone dies, then I will be the only one!"
People from all directions rushed here, and those who hoped to stand on the city platform to receive rewards from heaven and earth and become the sons of God were greeted by a fight before they even entered the city platform.
"die!!"
"I am the Son of God!"
"Hahahaha, kill, kill as fast as you can!"
The sound of weapons clashing kept coming, and the screams and fighting continued.
In the darkness, several eyes were watching the killing scene. Someone was holding a teacup and sipping tea, paying no attention to the killing.
Someone is observing the situation and waiting for opportunities.
The dogs under the city platform seemed to hear the sound of fighting.
He hesitated for a moment and then walked toward a hill.
Look into the distance.
I saw the flash of swords and shadows in the forest, and blood splattered everywhere.
The dog's eyes were startled. He saw the bamboo forest dyed red and the corpse cut in half. The smell of blood rushed into his nose, which was disgusting.
Corpses were piled high.
Some people were cut off from the waist, and some were separated from their heads. The eyes of those people were full of greed and killing, and the blood-stained swords in their hands kept waving. Hundreds of people fought hard, and half of them died in just a moment.
The dog's arms trembled and he murmured: "Why, why do you want to kill people..."
But he saw a voice suddenly coming from behind him.
"They're fighting over biscuits."
The dog was startled, looked back quickly, and breathed a sigh of relief after seeing the person coming.
He asked in confusion: "A fight for dry biscuits?"
Chen Changsheng nodded and said: "There is only one dry biscuit, and so many people are hungry, so in the end only whoever grabs it will be able to fill their stomachs."
There should be only one son of God.
Although it is God's choice, if a group of people stand on the city platform, the result may be random, but if only one person stands on the city platform, then things may be different.
Gou'er looked at it blankly and said, "Why are you fighting for this? The position of the Son of God is so tempting? Even risking your life?"
Chen Changsheng said: "There are some things that can make people forget life and death. Just look at it. The fighting in the forest is about to end."
Only a quarter of an hour.
Only a few dozen of the more than four hundred people remained.
They were opposed to each other and feared each other.
"Forty-nine positions, we have more than thirty people here, that's enough! If we continue to kill, no one will have a chance!"
As soon as these words came out, everyone began to think secretly.
The dog panted. He looked at the corpses on the ground and murmured: "Many died, many, many people died..."
Gou'er looked at Chen Changsheng and asked, "You're not going to kill anymore, are you? Probably not."
Chen Changsheng shook his head and said, "That's not certain."
The man holding the sword slowly walked towards the city platform, seemingly giving up, but in fact he had a ulterior motive.
So at a certain moment, someone suddenly drew his sword and showed murderous intent.
"die!"
Almost at the same moment, the few dozen people left took action together.
In the blink of an eye, we are fighting again and together again.
"Why!?"
The dog shouted blankly.
If you already have a position, why keep fighting?
Chen Changsheng held his shoulders and said, "People's hearts are greedy, and they will choose certainty more than perhaps."
The dog was confused. He covered his ears and closed his eyes, not wanting to watch this scene again.
He murmured in his mouth.
"Why on earth..."
"Why do we need to kill people, why do we need to build a city, why do we need a son of God, why..."
Gou'er was confused for a moment. Only now did he realize that the city platform built by so many people with all their efforts was actually something that affected the world's murderous thoughts.
One figure after another fell down.
The road into the city tower was full of corpses.
The person standing at the end was covered in blood, dragging an arm that was about to be severed. It was very oozing.
"cough……"
Despite this, the man's eyes were always focused on the city platform.
"Son of God!"
"Hahahaha, I am the Son of God!!"
He vomited blood and walked towards the city platform step by step.
But the further he walked, the more drowsy he felt.
"thump."
The man fell down, but he was not dead and still breathing.
The palm of his hand was firmly clasped on the ground, drawing a bloody trace and moving bit by bit.
"I am the Son of God, I am the Son of God..."
"I am……"
The blood-stained man's eyes were full of greed. At this moment, he was still thinking about the position of the Son of God in front of him.
He dragged him for dozens of steps, leaving bloody marks, and finally died on the road in front of the city platform.
The dog was silent, and he murmured: "They are all dead..."
Chen Changsheng looked into the distance, shook his head and said, "This is just the beginning. This sacrifice will not end in such a short time."
The dog raised its head and he was stunned.
It’s not over yet…
These four hundred or so people were not the only ones who came.
I saw the sound of drawing swords suddenly coming from the forest in the distance.
Nearly a thousand dead soldiers rushed over and stood in the forest.
"Escort the master to the altar!!"
At the same time, there was movement from all sides. In just a few breaths, countless figures appeared several miles outside the city platform.
One thousand, two thousand...
Five thousand!
Nearly ten thousand!
Dead soldiers, soldiers, guards, nearly ten thousand people, each for his own master.
This is no longer a fight about competition.
But a war!
"kill!!"
"Kill kill kill!!"
The overwhelming sound of fighting reached my ears, which was more shocking than before.
Chen Changsheng looked at it calmly, without any wavering in his eyes.
Standing under the city platform, Gongfu's eyes were confused. He didn't know why there was such a sound of fighting. In just a moment, everyone was in chaos.
There was chaos under the city platform, fighting continued outside, and figures kept appearing in the forest and valleys.
The blood dyed the ground red, and blood flowed in the stream. The severed arm rushed down the stream, and the smell of blood rushed straight to the tip of the nose.
The dog stared blankly at this scene.
"How many people will die..."
Chen Changsheng thought for a moment and said, "There must be more people dying than those who died building the city tower."
Gou'er looked at Chen Changsheng and said, "How... to stop this?"
Chen Changsheng shook his head and did not answer.