The cherry blossoms and snow were flying, and Eriki stood in the corridor of the shrine, staring blankly at the courtyard with her beautiful eyes. Everyone clenched their fists and gritted their teeth while shouting the God of Judgement.
Although these people looked as hideous as ghosts, Eriki could feel the sadness emanating from them.
It was a kind of sadness that had been suppressed for countless years, and at this moment it turned into a hysterical explosion.
The crowd was agitated. If this was not the family shrine of the Sheqi Eight Clan, and if the family members of the family hadn't been there, the members of the Sheqi Eight Clan and the monster ghosts would have pounced on the god and skinned him.
I tore it apart with cramps and ate it.
Even though God is such a small one, they swear that they will never miss a single cell in God's body.
Because it deserves to die!
Everyone present gritted their teeth and clenched their fists very tightly. The Golden Boy shined extremely brightly, and for a moment the entire shrine was ignited by the bright golden light, like a burning flame.
That is the continuation of hatred from generation to generation. This hatred has not disappeared, and after countless years of continuous superposition and accumulation, by this generation, this hatred has become wider than the river and more oppressive and heavy than the mountain.
Their ancestors, fathers, and this generation, each generation has experienced that piercing sadness, that sad cycle, and the source of it all is because of the blood flowing in their bodies.
But although this bloodline was powerful, it did not bring them any glory. Instead, it was a terrible curse. Cursing the entire Sheqi family, they would never be harmonious or happy in their entire lives.
Not a good death.
That's why at this moment, they broke out in hysterics, because this hatred was enough to suppress them for the rest of their lives.
Lu Mingfei looked at the scene in the courtyard and sighed deeply.
He had never experienced that kind of unforgettable hatred and collapse.
In the last life, his good brother Old Tang died at the bottom of the cold river, the goblin junior sister Xia Mi died, Yuan Zhi Sheng Yuan Zhi Nu died, and Eri Yi also died in the cold red well.
Later, he went to the North Pole, where he thought he could seek the last warmth, but his father Lu Lincheng was a scumbag, and his mother Qiao Weini encountered an accident while trying to save him, and was seriously injured and dying. Lu Mingfei was powerless in the whole process, and in the end even the little devil
He also left him.
Lu Mingfei's heart was hit hard again and again, almost reaching despair, no, he was already desperate.
He obviously didn't want another tragedy to happen, but it happened again and again, but he had no ability to fight back. He was determined, but he couldn't save anyone. Without the help of the little devil, he was a complete loser, and even in the end he couldn't even save anyone.
The little devil is no longer with him.
At the last moment of his life, he did not hesitate to go back to the past and change all the tragedies. In order not to lose this time, he concentrated on every step he took and did not dare to be distracted in the slightest.
Until now, he has rewritten the tragic fate, but this does not make him relax his vigilance, because this is just the beginning, there are more powerful enemies behind the scenes, Odin and the things behind Odin, maybe they are just the iceberg.
No one knows what a huge thing is under the tip of the iceberg.
But one thing is certain, those forces behind the scenes definitely have very terrifying power.
Therefore, Lu Mingfei must grow up quickly to improve his own strength and the strength of those around him. Only in this way can he be better able to save when disaster strikes. In other words, if he really has no strength,
Even if these tragedies have changed, they will turn into another tragedy in the blink of an eye.
Therefore, Lu Mingfei will never let down his guard. He will always hold the knife in his hand. He has missed it many times. Although he has corrected it in this life, he must not make another mistake, otherwise all his previous efforts will be in vain.
He reached out and squeezed Eri's hand.
The girl gently leaned her side face against the boy's arms.
…
Ho ho ho!
The god screamed in terror in the glass bottle.
It began to jump up and down uneasily, like a monster forced into a corner by people holding torches. It could feel the hatred emanating from these people and wanted to leave and devour it.
Although it is called a god, it does not have the power of a god. Its power is parasitic on those powerful creatures, borrowing their power to exert it, and helping those creatures evolve to exert more powerful power, just like strengthening weapons.
, as long as it continues to strengthen, the weapons will become more and more powerful, but God does not have any weapons in its hands now, and its body is too weak. If these people really pounce on it, it can only wait to be eaten.
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"Then judge it!"
Yuan Zhi's voice was like thunder, delivering the final judgment.
The huge stone platform in front of him rose slowly, and catches shot out from the four corners of the stone platform, tightly latching the glass bottle in the middle. The stone platform rose higher and higher, like a torture rack on which monsters were about to be judged in the Middle Ages.
Everyone looked excitedly at the stone platform rising higher and higher, looking forward to the next judgment of God.
The more cruel this kind of trial is, the better. It is best to make the gods suffer so much pain before they die. After all, the other party has tortured them secretly for so many years and caused so many irreparable tragedies and deaths. If they let the gods die easily, they would even
You will feel so depressed that you will vomit blood.
It's like punching a mortal enemy with a punch full of rage, and the opponent explodes directly under the punch. There is always a feeling that you can't have fun. If you can punch the opponent with one punch, the enemy's body will continue to explode.
, constantly screaming, and constantly receiving critical hits, that feeling makes people feel more comfortable.
However, it is obvious that everyone, Jia Yuansheng, does not want to let each other go easily, so they are all looking forward to the next trial.
Until the stone platform reaches the highest point.
The sky and the earth were silent, only the wind and rain were like the shrill screams of ghosts, and the atmosphere had an indescribable solemnity.
Shenya seemed to feel that he was about to be in disaster, and began to hit the bottle crazily, like an evil ghost trying to crawl out of the seal of hell.
At this moment, everyone listened to God's piercing screams, and felt uncontrollable grief and anger in their hearts.
They feel that this so-called god is no different from the former Herzog. As long as the dirty soul is truly revealed, the so-called god is just a ridiculous disguise of a clown.
The clan members gnashed their teeth. It was such a ridiculous thing, but it had secretly controlled the entire family for so many years. It was unknown how many people died and how many tragedies were caused.
It can be said that the more unbearable God is at this moment, the more hatred rises in their hearts.
"Burn it!"
Someone in the crowd shouted something.
Then the crowd became furious, and everyone clenched their fists and kept shouting.
"Burn it!"
"Burn it!"
These sounds mixed together and converged into waves of angry frenzy, which were louder than the thunder rolling in the sky.
Yuan Zhisheng looked solemn and nodded in the direction of Lu Mingfei in the corridor.
Lu Mingfei nodded in response.
Then the boy snapped his fingers.
With a pop, pitch-black flames suddenly exploded inside the glass bottle.
This was the fire that Lu Mingfei had buried at the bottom of the bottle in advance. At this moment, under his control, the fire exploded, and the bottle was suddenly flooded with dark flames.
Ho ho ho!
God let out a roar of pain, as if he had experienced the most brutal torture in the world.
In fact, this is indeed the case. The burning of the flame itself burns the flesh and bones of the creature bit by bit, causing it to die slowly, and in the process it will suffer the most severe pain. Moreover, Lu Mingfei's black flame power, then
It is the most top-notch flame attribute, even if it is said to be the real fire of hell, it is not an exaggeration.
Now that his whole body is being burned by this black flame, the so-called god really seems to be experiencing torture in hell, like the ultimate judgment of this evil ghost.
This sound is indeed chilling, but the people present are trembling with fear while looking at the god who is struggling violently and roaring in pain in the black flames with excitement and ferocious expressions. It is simply the most beautiful note in the world.
Moreover, Lu Mingfei knew before that although this god itself has no attack power, its self-healing power is very powerful. It can be said that this guy's self-healing power has reached the level of a god.
However, this powerful self-healing ability at this moment did not bring any relief. Instead, it made the god feel the burning of the black flames even more painfully, and millions of times the pain exploded directly in its mind.
God's screams became more and more shrill.
However, amidst this roar, a strange aura, more accurately like streams of pheromones, burst out from the god in a very obscure manner.
Lu Mingfei was the first to squint his eyes and look at the dark wind and rain in the distance.
The young girl Yuan Zhisheng then raised her head and looked into the distance.
The wind and rain became particularly fierce at this moment.
Everyone smelled the strong fishy smell, like a corpse that had been rotting for countless years.
Outside the shrine, the members responsible for security immediately stood ready.
I saw standing figures suddenly appearing in the distance, like savages staring at the prosperous world in the deserted wilderness.
They stood silently in the distance and looked in the direction of the shrine. No one made a sound. Only the pair of holes looked particularly bright in the rainy night, as if they were surging lava.
Rumble!
Pale white lightning tore through the sky, immediately illuminating the dark sky and earth, and also illuminated the true faces of these figures.
They were clearly monsters with human bodies and snake tails.
They have human faces, including men, women, and even old people and children, but these faces look extremely ferocious, with cracks all over them, like a torn rag doll that has been sewn back together again, and
The sewing craftsmen obviously didn't have much patience and just pieced it together randomly. Some had noses under the eyes, some didn't even have noses, and some just had a face, just like the faceless people in horror movies.
Only a certain part of the human body can be identified from the appearance, but from the neck down, distortion begins to occur. The lower body seems to be fused with the tail of a giant python, and even the remaining traces of the soles of the feet can be seen. These people seem to be innately human.
But later on, he didn't know what happened to him, and he gradually became this monster.
Under the illumination of thunder and lightning, these monsters with human faces and snake bodies stared at them, their ferocious eyes as bright as lava were full of greed and bloodthirsty, and they roared with excitement, but the sound was like a baby crying.
In the open mouth, the teeth are uneven and interlocked like saw teeth, and the end of the tongue is bifurcated, like a small snake hissing and trembling. The wind and rain hit these monsters, but they made a dull sound like hitting steel.
This scene reminds people of various stories in mythology, such as Medusa in Greek mythology.
They are demon-like things, representing the ultimate in evil and mystery. The ancient ancestors may have seen this kind of monster with a human face and a snake body coming towards them, because the memory is unforgettable.
It was recorded on the stone wall, forming a series of chilling stories.
Now these monsters appear again. Their bodies are as ferocious as demons, and their evil breaths are like evil ghosts crawling out of hell. Therefore, they are demons, evil ghosts, and the incarnation of all evil in the world, but only
Alone is not something God made.
These terrible guys are simply like an international joke played by the devil on the world. However, these terrible things have now come from myths into reality and appear in everyone's eyes.
Accompanied by bloodthirsty roars, the monsters' eyes lit up again, and they twisted wildly, with their snake tails sliding against the ground. Hundreds of monsters came to attack them, like a wave of destruction.
The frenzy swept toward the shrine, and violent vibrations were heard throughout the ground.
"Deadpool! It's Deadpool!"
All members responsible for the security of the shrine are on alert at this moment.
With stern expressions on their faces, they unhesitatingly pulled out the firearms under their trench coats and started shooting at Deadpool's violent flow.
In other words, if ordinary people saw this scene, they might be scared out of their wits. Even a well-trained army would have a gun-holding hand trembling when faced with such an unbelievable and terrifying scene.
But they are different. To be precise, the entire Sheqi family is different.
They are commissioners who have actually fought against those evil ghost-like deadpools, and have even hunted them many times, so whether it is psychological quality, method experience, or even personal strength, they are many times stronger than ordinary people.
Boom boom boom!
Bullets erupted in the dark wind and rain, and the monsters in the front row were immediately hit. The huge impact knocked the monsters in the front row straight up, and they were immediately trampled into pulp by the monsters coming from behind.
The Deadpool craze is still hitting like crazy.
The commissioners did not retreat, replaced them with brand new bullets and started shooting again. The sound of the gunfire was particularly explosive in the rainy night, and it also reminded the people in the shrine that an enemy was coming.
Rumble!
As the Deadpool craze surged forward, the hurricane swept across, and the heavy door of the shrine was suddenly shaken open at this moment. Everyone present saw the Deadpool craze coming towards here.
But no one was timid, and everyone's face was filled with determination.
"The minions of the gods have come to save their gods. Those who are not afraid of death should take up arms and prepare to fight!"
Yuan Zhisheng gave a deep shout and took the lead in taking out the spider cutter, and the cold blue light illuminated the night.
"Fight! Fight! Fight!"
All the people from the eight Sheqi families, including the Menggui clan, shared the same hatred and roared like a tide.