Under Fengjian Liuli's gaze, Wang Jiang couldn't help but shudder.
Yes, even if he was an extremely evil ghost, under Kazama Ruri's gaze, he felt like he was being stared at by another, bigger evil ghost. He even felt that the other person would pounce on him at any time and eat him.
Wang Jiang honestly shut his mouth.
At this moment, I am afraid that Fengjian Liuli will be irritated. The other members of the fierce ghosts are no threat to the king. He does not even use any power, just using words to confuse their minds and make them unreservedly.
He sacrificed his life, but that was not the case when facing Kazama Ruri.
This evil ghost has gone crazy, and the other party will no longer obey his will. Moreover, even in the past, Kazama Ruri, the Dragon King of the fierce ghosts, hardly obeyed the king's orders. Not only that, many times he also
He even counter-killed him many times. The king used Kagemusha to hide away many times. Otherwise, he would have died countless times by now, so he would never dare to provoke Kazama Ruri again. The other party would not follow the routine at all.
Play your cards.
The entire Red Well fell into an extraordinary silence, until a hysterical scream of fear came from the ground.
Everyone's eyes were attracted at this moment, including Kazama Ruri.
I saw the golden eyeball-shaped thing on the ground pierced by Tian Congyun's long blade. However, the eyeball was not killed directly. Instead, it was extremely energetic. Listening to the other party's high-pitched scream, it was already
Knowing that the other party was definitely not dying, he kept struggling, like some kind of python, with the pink fleshy tail behind him constantly twisting, but no matter what, the other party could not break free from the long blade on his body.
Thinking about it, it's really ironic. It's hard for him to have anything in this world that can keep him, but he is imprisoned by his most powerful Tian Congyun.
"Liquid nitrogen!!! Hurry!! Spray liquid nitrogen on him!! This is our holy body, this is the legacy left to us by the White King, and the great gift is about to come!!!"
The king general let out a shout of excitement and excitement.
The members of the Fierce Ghosts on the side seemed to be waking up from a dream.
They quickly held the spray guns and started spraying liquid nitrogen at the golden eye-shaped thing. In an instant, thousands of tons of liquid nitrogen sprayed out from the spray gun pipes, quickly cooling the so-called holy remains.
The thick and huge round quartz capture cabin was turned around by a huge mechanical arm, and finally it was tightly buckled on the so-called holy body. All of this was expected by the king. In fact, the real god is not the so-called holy body.
The behemoth is not the real awakening of the White King. He is no longer a ferocious beast from beginning to end, but is just the holy skeleton of the White King.
He is not a bone, nor is he a monster, he is just a parasitic life.
Yes, in the ancient times, when the Black Supreme was about to judge the White King, at that critical moment, the White King finally evolved the ultimate thing, which was not a monster more powerful than the Black Supreme.
A parasitic thing that can inhabit any living body, because the so-called immortality means that it cannot be killed. As long as it cannot be killed, it will be able to survive forever. That is the real ancient and eternal.
You must know that even the majestic Black Supreme will be killed one day. The White King can evolve such a thing, not because he has degenerated, but because of another form of evolution that has completed this evolution.
, the White King can never be killed, it can only transform from one form to another. It can be an extremely bloated giant monster like the Yamata-no-Orochi, or it can also be hidden in places like the Yamata no Orochi.
In the myth, Susanoo's body is waiting for the opportunity to be resurrected. No matter how many times those humans or dragons kill him, they only destroy his residence, and his true body has long since emerged from the ruins.
After crawling out, no one knew where he crawled to, but the only thing that was certain was that he was not dead. As long as he could carry anything in his body, he would still be able to survive.
And this is truly terrifying to a certain extent, because in this case, the so-called White King has completely lost his entity. Without the concept of entity, he can transform into anything as long as he can parasitize that thing.
On the body.
Yes, it is completely conceivable that he can parasitize and kill any living substance in this world. He will only parasitize another thing, like a ghost floating in this world, forever.
It is impossible to kill him, and it is even impossible to find his body, because when his body is actually killed, his so-called parasitic body has already fled to an unknown place, waiting for the next parasitism.
Because even the Black Supreme cannot kill this parasitic thing, how could there be anything in this world that can kill him? Therefore, the White King's parasite has been confident from the beginning, and he feels that he is sure to eat everyone present.
Man has even conquered this world. He is trapped here for a short time, and it is only for a moment. As long as he is given time, he will soon break out of this cage. He does not even need to break out of the cage at all. He can completely parasitize the people present.
In any person's body, as long as he can get out of here, the world will still belong to him in the future.
But the White King had countless parasites, but he never expected that in this red well, he would encounter a terrifying human being, an enemy that could definitely be said to be on par with him.
The thick liquid nitrogen mist sprayed for several minutes. It was not until the sharp roar became smaller and smaller that the people present stopped spraying. When the smoke completely dissipated, they could truly see the so-called holy remains.
He looks like a very incomplete embryo. The front end looks like a huge golden eyeball, and the tail behind him is covered in pink flesh, but now it looks more like a bone, and his ribs
But it protrudes from the outside. It is completely conceivable that when parasitizing a host, this kind of thing can use its thin ribs to insert into the host's body, thereby manipulating the host's body like a doll.
The so-called holy skeleton is still not dead, and is making a hissing sound, but the sound is weak, and even the golden eyeball is constantly flashing out. Now the other party has been captured in the quartz cabin and has no access to anything that can allow him to parasitize.
thing, and his current own strength is very weak, so the so-called holy corpse has reached its end, and what awaits him will be the final judgment or the so-called evolution.
It's just that this evolution is no longer the evolution of the parasite, but the evolution of everyone present.
The king came over excitedly and shined a strong flashlight on the body of the holy body. The fleshy organs on the body were somewhat transparent, and the things crawling inside could be seen.
"Look at what a perfect creation he is. He was able to evolve this kind of life form before the execution of the Black Supreme in the ancient times. This is a perfect way of evolution, and the White King uses this method to continue his existence, even if
The Black Supreme has been dead for countless thousands of years, but he is still alive and will not even be destroyed in the future. Of course, this method is before meeting us."
The king's tone was full of praise. He stretched out his hand and pressed it on the outer edge of the quartz cabin, as if he was making a pilgrimage to the perfect creation inside.
However, his words were like a poisonous snake hissing and spitting out snake bites. Anyone could feel the king's impatience. The so-called quartz cabin was like a tray, with a fried golden and translucent rib covered under the tray.
There is also a braised egg on the front of the ribs. Wang Jiang is like a person who has been hungry for countless days. He has started to drool and can pounce on the ribs at any time.
"But... Lord General, if God is really such a parasite, how can he help us realize the evolution of our own bloodline when he is such a small alien?"
Some members of the Fierce Ghosts couldn't help but ask.
And this is also the sentiment of other members.
The image of God is a deep doubt in their hearts, and has even distorted their original self-perception.
Because in their imagination, God should be the kind of majestic creature that is huge enough to stand tall on the sky and the earth. Once he awakens, he will be able to show the terrifying power that reaches the sky and the earth. Because they have the same bloodline with God, God will not kill.
If they kill them, God will even give them a gift. God will release a small amount of blood from their bodies and give it to them, so that they can complete the evolution of their own bloodline. This is what they have always known, but they never expected that God would give it to the king and general.
From their mouths, they fully understood that it was such a small and ugly thing. Not to mention blood, there was very little blood on the opponent's body.
And how could this kind of thing allow them to complete their evolution? Or would it insert its sharp ribs into their bodies to parasitize them?
If this is really how evolution can be completed, then this is simply a big joke.
Everyone present was shaken by this. In fact, from the very beginning when this so-called god began to control them without any scruples or even mercy, the members of the fierce ghosts present were already chilled because they had paid so much.
They worked so hard and sacrificed everything to resurrect the god in their hearts, but this god showed no mercy and instead killed them. This alone made their hearts sink to the bottom.
Isn't it? The thing they worked so hard to resurrect is ultimately the thing that kills them, so what's the use of all the effort in between? Or is it just to satisfy another person's ambition and ambition?
Desire, and they are just poor food, and even caused dissatisfaction with the other party because of their own weakness, and were despised for not letting themselves be full.
"No, no, no, children, you have misunderstood. To be precise, he is the real White King, because the other party has completely broken away from that huge thing in exchange for power. Real immortality relies on such technology.
However, the White King still exists. As long as it can parasitize something comparable to a god, such as the mythical Susano'o, the White King's great power can still be reproduced.
As long as we can be parasitized by that kind of thing, we will still be blessed by God. But what is given to us is not the parasite in front of us, but the White King, the evolved White King. When the time comes, we will all follow the White King.
Step by step, open a new chapter for the whole world."
The king general could not help but explain.
His words are like standing on the top of a very high mountain and making a declaration to the people worshiping below, giving people a natural convincing power.
But for the members of the fierce ghosts present, their minds were completely shaken at this moment. They deeply felt that the king was drawing big cakes for them again and again, and the so-called god had already begun.
After killing them, do we still have to wait for the other party to evolve, or are we looking for new parasites? If we go on like this one level at a time, when will it end?
When will they be able to complete their evolution, or will it be nothing in the end, just satisfying the desires of gods and generals?
Therefore, in the face of the king's announcement, everyone present fell silent. They did not cheer, and all of them looked solemn, complicated, and even painful.
They feel that waiting for so many years and working for so many years seems to be a complete joke, an end point where they can never see hope. Where is their end point? Maybe there is no end point from beginning to end, it is just a beautiful dream, and
In other words, at the end of the dream is the cannibal throne, and on the throne sits an evil ghost like the king.
General Wang also saw the silence of the members of the fierce ghosts in the audience, and could also feel the complexity and pain in their hearts. Maybe the rebellion would happen at the next moment, but General Wang didn't care at all, because he had completely mastered the parasitic power of King Bai.
things.
Even if everyone present rebels at the same time, he can seize the opportunity in an instant. Everyone here will become food for sacrifice, including Kazama Ruri, but not the king himself, because he is sitting alone at the table enjoying the meal.
The person who eats.
And at this moment, the rumbling engine sounded loudly from outside Hongjing.
Fengjian Liuli and Wang Jiang looked up at the same time. It was a dark helicopter hovering outside the red well, and a huge roar was going back and forth throughout the bottom of the well.
At this moment, the door of the dark cabin has been opened, and Yuan Zhisheng is sitting in the cabin. His black windbreaker is rustled by the strong wind, like a battle flag, which is clearly erected by the Snake Qiba family.
The battle flag represents the determination of this family.
At this moment, Chang Yuan Zhisheng, the head of the Sheqiba family, arrived at Hongjing with the last armed force of the entire family. This is the place of final destiny and the end point where all tragedies end.
Everyone comes here with the determination to die, and no one is destined to leave.
Suddenly, roaring sounds resounded in the red well, and the wind surged.
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