Creation of All People: I Create a World of Weird Talk

Chapter 214 Going to the Ritual of Riding on the God of Death

Walking towards the room where Huang Lingheng was, Shen Hui asked Leng Zimeng on the way.

"What's your relationship with Huang Lingheng?"

Listening to Shen Hui's question, Leng Zimeng was silent for a while, and then said:

"I have a brother-sister relationship with him."

Leng Zimeng seemed to know what Shen Hui and the others would ask, so she immediately added something.

"Not relative, I was adopted."

Her expression was a little gloomy, as if she had a bad past.

But Shen Hui was not interested in asking about the other party's childhood.

"Then where is it? And your identities?"

"This is our organization's private hospital, you may not have heard of our organization."

"We are a hidden underground organization called Night."

Leng Zimeng came to talk about it one by one, but it was true as she said, Shen Hui had never heard of such an organization.

Originally, all kinds of organizational forces emerged one after another, and they would not be too strong if they thought about it, so Shen Hui didn't care.

However, Zhiyue, who was beside her, added: "This is comparable to the power of those big families you know."

When Shen Hui heard it, he subconsciously let out an oh.

"Believe it or not, the big families you know may not be so powerful. There are still many organizations hidden underground."

"You should know the organization Qingxue belongs to, right?"

Zhiyue knew Shen Hui's situation very well, including the people who knew him well.

Shen Hui was not surprised either, his apparent identity had been investigated long ago.

Otherwise, it is impossible for the people of the Giant God Cult to know so clearly.

"Of course I know. Qingxue told me before that she is in an adventure group called Starry Night."

Shen Hui suddenly thought of the name Xingye, which seemed to be related to Ye.

"Is the starry night the night?"

"The answer is correct, but not all of it is correct. Let Leng Zimeng say it."

Zhiyue obviously understood, but Leng Zimeng knew better.

Leng Zimeng took the words: "There are many branches under the night, and Xingye is just one of them."

"The branch that Huang Lingheng and I belong to is called Red Night. It can also be said that these branches make up the night."

"For example, the leader of the night organization is Huang Lingheng's grandfather."

When Shen Hui heard this, he was taken aback for a moment, but he didn't expect to be another master with a background.

I don't know what Huang Lingheng has become now, but I guess it's not much better.

Didn't he become an enemy of another force again?

Just when Shen Hui was thinking about whether he should act first, taking advantage of the two of them's bad condition, he would directly give Huang Lingheng and Leng Zimeng's ashes first.

Leng Zimeng felt the cold hostility from Shen Hui, she couldn't help shivering and said quickly:

"It will be fine. No one knows the identity of our Tarot Society or what happened yesterday."

"And even if Huang Lingheng dies, the Lord of the Night, that is, his grandfather, won't care about it."

Leng Zimeng didn't seem to be lying, so Shen Hui lowered his hostility.

"Then why did you take the initiative to find me? We have nothing to do with each other."

"This...we are not hostile, we just want to help you complete the ceremony."

"Because Huang Lingheng needs stronger strength."

Leng Zimeng explained.

Shen Hui snorted coldly: "Hmph, what does this have to do with me?"

Shen Hui could also see that Huang Lingheng was just blindly irritating himself at that time, and didn't intend to destroy the world of death.

But it's still unforgivable.

"Because every time a member of the Tarot Society is gathered together, the power and power gained by the remaining members will increase."

"That's why Huang Lingheng plans to take the initiative to find you."

Listening to Leng Zimeng's words, Shen Hui looked at Zhiyue, and she nodded.

"That's right, the powers of Tarot Club members are not complete."

"Even the powers possessed by some special Tarot positions are limited."

Shen Hui gradually became less repulsive towards the Tarot Society, and even became curious, after all, he could obtain extra powerful powers.

But now I am still a little upset, if there are members of the Tarot Club who want to improve their strength.

Isn't he coming to find himself again, then what has become of himself.

However, this involved the most crucial thing, and it was also the thing Shen Hui was most curious about.

Shen Hui stopped, looked at Zhiyue and Leng Zimeng seriously and asked:
"What exactly is the ceremony you speak of?"

Zhiyue replied: "Every member of the Tarot Society is different. For example, my No. 11 righteous ceremony is to maintain the justice in my heart."

Shen Hui keenly grasped the special meaning in Zhiyue's words.

"The justice in your heart..."

Zhiyue raised her head, showing a confident smile like that of a neighbor's big sister.

"Why, doubt my three senses? My sister, my three senses are as upright as my five senses."

Under the influence of Zhiyue's smile, Shen Hui couldn't help showing a smile.

That's right, otherwise she wouldn't help herself, at least, she wasn't a so-called bad person.

Shen Hui looked at Leng Zimeng: "Where is your No.20 No. [-] world?"

Leng Zimeng also continued: "My situation is quite special. Now the ritual is my world of creation, but the power I can use is not as strong as the rest of the members."

Listening to the ceremony of the two of them, Shen Hui didn't think it was too difficult.

that own...

"Then what is my ritual? No. 13 Reaper."

After Shen Hui asked this question, both Zhiyue and Leng Zimeng said you look at me and I look at you, they were not as straightforward as they answered before.

Again, as before, they didn't want to answer the question.

But this time Shen Hui planned to get to the bottom of it, and his aura suddenly rose.

"Since I am a candidate for Death God, I think I need to know."

Zhiyue hesitated for a moment.

"It's not that we don't want to tell you..."

Looking at Shen Hui's firm gaze, he finally sighed.

"Well, your ceremony is actually very simple, but it is also the most difficult."

"Death, let the whole city fall into death, and take at least tens of millions of lives..."

"It cannot be the life in the world of creation, it must be the life in this world we are in..."

Listening to Zhiyue telling about her own ceremony, Shen Hui's expression changed.

Finally, he asked with an uncertain tone, "Are you sure?"

"Of course, that's why I don't want to tell you. Even if you know, can you finish it?"

Shen Hui instantly felt that his ceremony was simply too ridiculous compared to theirs.

The absurdity of stepping on a horse is extremely good!

"How is this possible!... How is this possible..."

Shen Hui's originally tough tone suddenly became softer, not so decisive.

After thinking about it, I...it seems that I can really have that kind of ability.

Is this why the Fool chooses himself?

Fuck the ritual, this god of death, don't mind it!
Shen Hui didn't think about it any more, as expected it was better not to know.

Seeing Shen Hui's excited appearance, Zhiyue and Leng Zimeng stopped mentioning it.

They also think so.

The three came to the corridor of the ward where Huang Lingheng was, before approaching.

I feel that the temperature here is much lower than other places.

(End of this chapter)