I play prophet in Salvation Organization

Chapter 64 Crow Feather Covering the Sky

This guy is... a prophet?
Lan Kong recalled the name, and found that not long ago, when he tortured the young man who hid the remains of the red lotus, that person seemed to have said this name.

The young man seemed to be chanting this name when he was tortured to the point of losing consciousness.

But tomorrow...

Lan Kong seems to have vaguely heard this name.

He thought about it for a while, and finally remembered where he heard these two words.

It seems that the witch in Yanzhou City told some alien species about the relevant information about this organization.

But I have never heard the name of this organization before, probably not a powerful organization?

In a short period of time, Lan Kong had a quick brainstorm in his brain.

This process only lasted for a second or two, and soon, Lan Kong refocused on the prophet.

"Are you from Mingzhou?" He looked at Bering, "Like this guy, you are from an organization called 'Mingzhou', and you are also the leader of Mingzhou?"

Facing this question, the Prophet smiled and said, "That's right."

Looking at the blue sky, the Prophet Youyou said: "At the root of it, although this is the first time I have met you, I have met your companions in this world before."

As he said that, the Prophet seemed to be lost in memory: "It was a rainy day, and there was some burnt smell in the humid air. There was a red light flashing in the sky, which looked a bit like a comet, but it disappeared quickly. "

With the prophet's words, the expression on Lan Kong's face gradually changed.

The sarcoma on his face began to grow larger, and the thick yellow paste inside seemed to be stimulated by something, shaking violently in the translucent flesh-colored tumor, like boiling water.

But he is still patient.

Because he didn't know the reality of the other party, he had been observing carefully and did not rush in immediately.

Then in the next second, the Prophet directly broke through all the defense lines that had been built in Lan Kong's heart with one sentence!
"That is the trace of the fall of the red lotus, and it is the gorgeous fireworks that that scumbag finally bloomed."

Along with the narration, Lan Kong's heart beat gradually faster.

But the Prophet just continued to smile and said: "I took off the firework, sealed it up, and imprinted it in the body of my companion. At that time, Honglian was on the verge of death, but he still tried to use his body to regenerate.

He said lightly: "Therefore, I blocked his power, sealed off his source, and killed his concept, making him a living wreck to serve as nourishment."

"I have to say, only on this point, I appreciate Honglian very much."

Speaking of this, the corners of the Prophet's mouth twitched slightly: "You and your lover Honglian are both very interesting, and the distorted relationship between the two of you is as hilarious as the funniest drama. Two lunatics cuddle with each other, using crazy Knock open the other person's heart. No matter what, just hearing this kind of performance can make me happy."

"This is more or less a pastime."

When he said this, the Prophet's face showed nostalgia, as if he was really recalling the end of the rainy night and windy wind.

Looking at the prophet in front of him.

Lan Kong silently lowered his head.

Intense burning anger rose in his heart, just like the tragic and desperate flames of his lover's deathbed, burning the tip of his heart hot and burning his mind blank.

This is the first time, the first time for Lan Kong to feel sincere... fury!
The violent and uncontrollable monstrous rage burned his chest, making Lan Kong completely unable to restrain his substantive killing intent.

Insulting oneself, insulting lovers, insulting corpses, cruelly desecrating the ones one loves...

How could Lan Kong not be angry? !

kill him……

Kill him, kill him, kill him for sure! !
At this moment, Lan Kong's pupils were burning red with the flames of purgatory!

Without the slightest hesitation, he didn't care about Ding Yan next to him, stretched out his hand to hold down the spike on his body, and then pulled it out with a sudden force!
Blood poured down from the cut, sprayed on the ground, and scorched hot holes one after another.

Holding up the spikes and galloping towards him, Lan Kong's beard and hair are all stretched out, his pupils are wide open, and his face is as ferocious as a Shura!

At this moment, Lan Kong burst out with a boundless killing spirit that had never been seen before. Just the slightest leak made people feel as if they were on the battlefield where the sun was setting and the sky was stained with blood!
The pain of losing a lover, the anger of being provoked by others, and the excitement of self-harm, Lan Kong is completely crazy now!
At this moment, he seems to have returned to hundreds of years ago. The warrior who used to protect the country once again raised the weapon in his hand, grasped the spear with the belief that nothing was invincible, and bombarded the enemy until the tip of the gun pierced his chest and drank blood. Changying was willing to give up!

There is no doubt that this is Lan Kong's full blow.

Even the witch, after seeing the blow in front of her, would probably frown slightly and have to retreat.

Holding a sharp weapon and dancing, the blue sky is wrapped in a raging rage, rushing forward!
At this moment, he looked like a rushing dump truck to the front, with a mighty sound like thunder, and galloping as fast as a shooting star!

If they were hit by such a swift and violent monster, no matter who they were, they would be killed on the spot!
Even if she was a witch, she would be seriously injured if she was hit by the furious Lan Kong with all her strength!

However this is only for other people.

When the so-called "offensive" is viewed with a forward-looking vision, all impacts and influences will melt away like snowflakes in midsummer.

Facing Lan Kong's sacrificing blow, the Prophet just smiled lightly.

"People always think that losing their minds and falling into madness will bring a higher level of great power. But as everyone knows, when you use reason as firewood to ignite, what you get in exchange will only be mania and loss."

The black trench coat was held up by the wind pressure and trembled slightly, like a pitch-black crow spreading its wings in the morning sky.

With the morning light floating, crow feathers cut through the sky.

In the madness of the blue sky.

In the dark and misty, the fog gradually rose.

In the mist, the voice of the Prophet fluttered like a flickering light on the underworld: "Conquering the enemy does not rely on wisdom but pure strength, and you are still obsessed with madness when you are in prison. This is the root of your and Honglian's downfall."

"The Nine Headed Gods have also fallen."

"enough!"

Lan Kong said furiously, "Shut your mouth!"

Lan Kong's furious blow slammed heavily on the open space where the Prophet was originally, rolling up a mist and raising gravel all over the sky.

But other than that, nothing.

This is... phantom?
Can he observe my attack in advance?
If Lan Kong is in a sane state, he will probably notice something is wrong.

But now he has given up his rationality, in exchange for more powerful destructive power and manic instincts, as if the god of death came to the battlefield, offering blood as a sacrifice, burning his soul.

So this is where Lan Kong is easy to deal with.

His speed is very fast, even a witch...

It seems that it is not a coincidence to always use the witch as an example.

I always feel a little disrespectful to this "disaster".

But there was no way, the "witch" was one of the alien species that Bering had personally come into contact with after all.

For the witch, Lan Kong is probably difficult to deal with.

Her "spin" is very strong, but Lan Kong's power is stronger than hers!

The blue sky distorted by the warlord who will never retreat can turn reason and blood into firewood and burn out incredible power.

This is also why he is keen on torturing others—people who use blood and reason as weapons will naturally get used to other people's wounds.

However, no matter how fast the blue sky is, can it be faster than the "future"?

Everything around here has long been covered by Bering mist.

This is the meaning of the nameless fog, as long as it is covered, it can be used as Bering's "eyes", allowing him to predict the future without hindrance.

In this mist, all actions are invisible.

Therefore, the path that Lan Kong will travel, the attack it will make, and everything else has been predicted by Bering, and it has been precisely avoided.

For Bering, Lan Kong is like a puppet.

A puppet that will show the actions that I have already predicted according to my own intentions.

So Lan Kong is very, very easy to deal with.

You just need to make him angry, make him manic, make him want to tear himself to pieces...

It can manipulate him, affect him, turn him upside down, make him fall into the mist, as if into the abyss.

The pitch-black figure was hidden in the dark mist, and the black windbreaker was raised high, like a flock of crows dispersing and gathering into one.

The mist gathered around him, offering him all the traces and all the true knowledge, turning the monsters drowning in the gray mist into rotten firewood.

Then, behind the giant, in the shadows of the mist.

The black windbreaker covered Lan Kong's head like a crow's feathers, tilted his head, and the deepest mist and darkest sarcasm surged in his gray eyes.

(End of this chapter)