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Chapter 425 You Discovered It a Little Late

Turbid blood flowed on the ceiling, rotten corpses knelt on the ground to worship, the vitality exuded a foul smell, and the flowers of internal organs bloomed in the forest of flesh.

Under Situ An's violent impulse, the cracks on the headless clay sculpture continued to increase, and eyes opened inside Situ An's body. This madman was on the verge of exploding, but he was still madly consuming God's power.

The God of the Future never really thought about helping Situ An. He just didn't expect Situ An to go to this extent. He tore his body apart seventeen times and started over again. He had already consumed too much energy to break the chains and clay sculpture. In the last moment, Situ An was so crazy that he wanted to die together with the gods. He seemed to want everyone to die, including the gods and himself.

The head has not returned yet, and the main consciousness of the Future God who went to hunt Gao Ming is rushing back urgently. In its eyes, the vast ocean is just a livestock farm, but those ants want to kill the God one by one!
God might also be wondering why all the crazy people in the vast ocean have gathered here.

"It's about to be born! The future child of God! The flesh and blood of God!" Xia Yang excitedly bit the blood vessel in front of him and let the dirty blood flow into his mouth. His body was further merging with the underground parking lot: "God's will hasn't returned yet, let me draw your body!"

Flesh and blood surged beneath his body, and strange patterns appeared on Xia Yang's clothes and exposed skin. That was the clay sculpture of the future god he had drawn himself. There was not a single bit of respect for the gods in his eyes, and he even dared to paint the gods all over his body.

Crawling and winding, Xia Yang moved quickly towards the corner of the parking lot.

Situ An frowned slightly as he exploded with the power of clay sculpture. He completely triggered the abnormality in the underground parking lot, causing the entire area to be completely alienated. However, those strange flesh and blood creatures ignored Xia Yang, as if Xia Yang and they were of the same origin.

"I retrieved the clay statues of the Future God and the Past God. Their things are mine." Situ An waved his arm, and blood threads on the ground entangled into a flesh snake: "My flesh and blood body was destroyed by Gao Ming, and now I am in need of a suitable body."

God treats humans as chess pieces, and humans are always plotting against God. Situ An suppresses the black faith that is about to get out of control in his body, and carefully hides his own bloody faith, which is his deepest secret, and even his mother doesn't know it.

"What a cruel and pitiful guy." Gao Yun, who was wearing the white armband of the Student Union, was still held by the big hand with death in mind. Situ An was very careful with him, but Gao Yun didn't seem to care about the safety of this body. He looked at the corner of the parking lot, without greed in his eyes, and a sneer on the corner of his mouth.

"What should we do? Should we go over there too?" He Jing looked at Xia Yang's twisted body walking through the forest of flesh, her face pale: "He's going to swim away!"

Fan Li was also unsure. Xia Yang was given to him by Gao Ming, but now the situation was completely out of control. He had no choice but to ask Xi Shan for help: "As a member of Team 13, did Gao Ming tell you anything?"

"Yes! I noticed that you have your hands hidden in your pockets. Use whatever trump card you have quickly!" He Jing became anxious. Mouths grew on his skin. Those mouths had their own thoughts. Some were laughing, and some were crying!

Xishan clutched the purple underwear in his pocket, his face turning green: "You can't ask me to beat up the three of them, right?"

As the blood rain swept across, everyone's body was mutating, and violent vitality gathered in the land of death.

Xia Yang, who was swimming in the front, was the first to discover something was wrong. The corpses in the forest of meat gradually became complete. The aura they exuded was cold and creepy, and the corpses near the corners basically wore a white student union armband. This scene looked extremely strange. It was clearly a time when newborns were born, but those corpses seemed to be attending a funeral.

"No, no!" Xia Yang suddenly turned his head and looked behind him. His eyes passed Situ An and fell on Gao Yun.

Gao Yun, who was caught in the grip of death, also happened to see Xia Yang. He opened his mouth and bit his tongue without any hesitation. His eyes bulged out, his vitality faded, and his body quickly withered. An invisible wind blew to the corner of the underground parking lot.

The body grasped by death fell to the ground like a broken puppet. Gao Yun's corpse tilted his head and stared at the seventeen corpses hanging around the pillars. The last expression on his face was a smile.

The eighteen corpses corresponded to the eighteen soul locks on Situ An's soul. Gao Yun seemed to have known this information in advance. At this time, the blood flowing from these eighteen corpses was all poured into the headless clay sculpture of the future god.

Situ An drew away the power of the headless clay sculpture, and Gao Yun's blood began to fill the clay sculpture.

"You want to rob too?" Xia Yang and Situ An both realized something and suddenly accelerated. As the forest of flesh was torn apart, they were getting closer and closer to the crying and cries for help!
The number of corpses was decreasing, and the number of headless women that Xia Yang had seen before began to increase gradually. Their bodies were connected to the blood vessels that covered the underground parking lot. Most of them even wore the white armbands of the Student Union on their arms.

The bad premonition in his heart became stronger, and Xia Yang no longer cared about cherishing his "beautiful" work, and roughly got into the deepest part of the flesh forest.

When he lifted up the branches made of flesh and blood, the cry for help stopped abruptly, and the invisible wind blew through Xia Yang's body and fell into the darkness.

In a hidden corner of the meat forest, several citizens wearing white armbands of the Student Union twisted their bodies together to form a tilted meat bed.

On the meat bed lay a woman who was about to give birth. She clutched her companion's arm, her body trembling in pain, her facial features distorted, but her eyes looked familiar and cold.

"White student union armband?"

Situ An, who came later, also saw the woman. All life force was flowing towards the woman. The unfinished life span of the dead and the life force deprived from the long river of time by the future god all flowed into the woman's body.

"It's you? Gao Yun?" Situ An's eyelids twitched.

"You knew about the Future God's plan a long time ago? You sent your believers to the underground parking lot in advance?" Xia Yang figured it out the moment he saw the other party: "In order to take away the child born by the Future God, you let your believers become its mothers? How many people have to die to do this?"

The underground parking lot was used as a morgue by residents of the community. After Gao Yun learned about this, he not only did not avoid this place, but also asked his believers to "perfect" it and build a "hotbed" for the birth of gods.

Xia Yang's words also frightened Fan Li and the others. Looking at the corpses wearing white student union armbands, they felt cold all over. They thought Gao Yun would have a better personality, but who knew he was the cruelest one!

Having existed in the tunnel of the cycle of life and death for an unknown period of time, Gao Yun's understanding of life is rather extreme. Unlike Gao Ming, who can forget the pain and start over, he has been enduring it until now.

"What a pity." Gao Yun's voice came out of the woman's mouth. She looked at the headless clay sculpture. Her blood and faith were flowing in the cracked clay sculpture: "You found it a little too late."

(End of this chapter)