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Chapter 448 The Dinner of the Dead
The highest scripture of the temple, the basis of believers' faith, has only one word in its name: "Jing".According to the scriptures, don’t fall into the trap of the devil, let alone do things that satisfy the devil. If you see through the tricks of the devil, he will leave in shame.

The Crimson Castle reveals weirdness, and the devil uses the image of Hodder's father to play tricks. If Iman shows surprise, he may fall into the trap of the devil.

Now Yiman is much calmer and calmer, the devil's simple tricks can no longer trouble him.

"This old man looks so ugly." Yiman pouted and said to Princess Scorpion Snake.

Father Huo De's appearance is average, not ugly, Princess Scorpion hesitated a little, nodded and said: "Sure enough, it's not very good-looking."

It seemed that Huo De's father was obviously taken aback, but he quickly reacted and said with the most standard butler etiquette: "Dear guest, please come in."

Walking past Huo De's father, Iman turned on the dim light perception.There is some doubt in my heart, this "Father Huo De" is not transformed from a dead soul, nor is it an illusion, but actually exists.

In the spacious hall, gorgeous chandeliers shone brightly.The long dining table was covered with a clean white tablecloth, and various delicacies were placed on it, and there were men and women sitting on both sides.

Yiman glanced from the beginning to the end, secretly marveling at the devil's layout.

At the head of the dining table, sat a vampire in black, his face sinking like water.When Yiman was a child, he used the transfer technique to get the book of supernatural powers from him.

Next to the blood clan in black, there are two tall boys. They are the two delinquent boys who robbed Yiman more than ten years ago, but were plotted by Yiman and fell into the deep pit, and were accidentally buried alive.

Then there is the cunning owner of Green Willow Villa and his fat son, Ai Ni and Ai Ni's father, the villagers who died in the beast tide, and the superhuman who was killed by Yiman when he was walking in the rivers and lakes when he was young. , and even the lord of the sky, Ziri Tianlong, Prince 73, and a series of dead people, are now gathered at the banquet.

Yiman sat in the corner of the hall, watching all this calmly.Many of these people were killed by Yiman himself, some died of illness in front of Yiman, and some only received news of their death.It's just that the devil's play, what kind of conspiracy does it represent?

It is better to be still than to move. The dead at the banquet were all eating delicious food without restraint, occasionally laughing loudly.But that laughter often turned into ghost screams, which made people tremble.Princess Scorpion Snake who was sitting next to Yiman was a woman, she was terrified by the laughter, and grabbed Yiman's hand and wouldn't let go.

"Who are these people?" Princess Scorpion Snake asked in a low voice, with Yiman by her side, she felt more at ease.

"Don't be afraid, they are just ordinary people, we don't need to pay attention to them." Iman looked around, "I don't know where the puppet Alheim is looking for."

Yiman faintly sensed that the puppet is hidden among these people, but he doesn't know who it is.

Using low-light perception to detect, it seems that everyone here is a doll who has been tied.Their actions are very consistent with Iman's memory, but they lack changes, and some excessive movements are very blunt.

Who knows Yiman so well, even the secrets deep in his heart that he has never told anyone clearly, Yiman can't help feeling a chill down his back.

At this moment, on the stairs, I remembered the sound of "da da" footsteps.The rhythm of the sound was bright, and everyone at the banquet followed the footsteps, and their movements became one after another, like a machine.

On the stairs, a beautiful woman with fluttering hair came down, with a solemn and solemn expression.On her back, a pair of white wings, as well as the white light flowing around her body, revealed her true identity.

An angel, an angel who uses divine power, but something is wrong, as for what is wrong, Iman can't tell, maybe it's just an intuitive judgment.

"Could it be an angel?" Princess Scorpion Snake cried out, her intuition was extraordinarily sensitive: "No, this is not a real angel, but some kind of creation, although she can use divine power."

Angels, in the eyes of humans in the Dragon Continent, are beautiful existences, but in the Giant Continent, it is different.

The woman's appearance was extremely delicate, with a dignified look in her pure breath.When her footsteps came down the stairs and onto the floor of the hall, everyone who was eating and drinking at the banquet finally stopped completely, as if time had stopped for an instant.

"Aren't the puppets I made very similar?" The woman's voice was beautiful, soft but not artificial, and her expression was graceful, neither humble nor overbearing.

"So these are dolls made by you." Yiman suddenly realized, no wonder he couldn't feel the breath of dead souls on these people.

"That's right, they are all my works." The angel-like woman sat across from Iman and folded the wings on her back: "I made these things when I was idle and bored. For human beings, the difference between life and death It’s a very painful thing. I’m thinking, if one day, you miss the dead, you can look at their appearance and talk about comfort. Another reason is that my reincarnated body does not know how to make humanoid dolls.”

"Oh! Thank you so much." Yiman's expression remained unchanged, secretly trying to figure out what she said.

"Now it seems that you don't need it anymore." The woman who looked like an angel sighed softly: "I think you have seen through it. In this world, the past is gone forever. The dead cannot be resurrected. Whether it's an enemy or a friend, it's enough to think about his voice and appearance once in a while."

Staring at the woman's eyes, I couldn't see any evil spirit in her, Yiman was suspicious in his heart, and asked: "How did you make these dolls? Why can't I see the flaws?"

The woman who looked like an angel smiled calmly: "God is the most profound puppeteer, because he can create life. As for me, I just made it according to the memory in your heart, but it seems that I can't even fool you."

"How can you know my memory?" Yiman was extremely puzzled. You know, the Giant Continent and the Dragon Continent are separated by a sea of ​​storms. It is impossible for her to send someone to watch her day and night?

The angel-like woman smiled and said, "Guess who I am?"

"The puppet of the **** Demon God, the Blood Essence Queen." Yiman said with certainty.

"Oh, I can't compare to her." The angel-like woman smiled and said, "The Blood Essence Queen ranks third among the thirteen puppets, but I rank last. Even I am not* *Created by the demon god."

Yiman pondered for a long while, he was a little convinced that the sacred aura of this woman was not something that the Abyssal Demon God could control.

The woman who looked like an angel explained with a smile: "** Demon God once had an apprentice, a fallen angel. She learned puppetry just to make a puppet from her fallen relics, so she created me .**The Demon God and his apprentices don’t like me, I have never done anything other than studying puppetry in my life.”

"Then where is the Blood Essence Queen?" Iman asked tentatively.

"She's dealing with the people who came with you." The woman who looked like an angel had a sly look on her face: "I can't help her when you come, I guess she's going to be unlucky, but I'm made of the essence of an angel." Puppet, the fighting power is also good."

"Okay, okay, thank you for your hospitality." Iman felt that there were too many doubts here, and it was better to leave the castle just to be on the safe side.

"Don't worry." The angel-like woman stood up and said, "Don't you want to know why I know your memory?"

Yiman frowned slightly: "Would you like to tell me?"

"Now is not the time." The woman smiled and said, "But you have to take me away and give it to someone."

"To whom?" Yiman asked puzzled.

The woman hesitated for a while, then said: "You have many women, right? Just leave it to them."

Yiman hesitated in his heart, there must be no tricks.But when it comes to the Void Realm, which is her home field, Yiman doesn't believe that she can make any big waves.

"Yiman, I want to say something sincere to you." The woman said leisurely: "The women around you, whether you love them or not, whether you like them or not, they all belong to you." Yes. In this case, it is better to treat them better."

Yiman scratched her head and said, "What's wrong with me?"

"You are doing very well now." The woman nodded and said, "But when you meet the women you love most in your life, how will you treat them?"

Yiman was slightly taken aback, in this world, love is hard to explain clearly, it doesn't necessarily mean going to bed with you, it means the woman you love.In fact, at Yiman's age, emotional matters are still vague.

"As always." Iman finally said.

"I hope you keep your promise." After the angel-like woman finished speaking, she turned into a small angel statue, only the size of a palm.

Yiman took the angel statue in his hand and examined it carefully, and suddenly he felt something familiar.

Inside the angel statue, there is an original power.

(End of this chapter)