Monster Editor: I can create evil gods

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Su Ziyu withdrew his spirituality, the dark purple silkworm cocoon cracked, and I saw a young boy of seven or eight years old lying inside, his skin was the dark black that people on the seaside often had, and the fish scales on his face, body, and limbs had all disappeared, and he had changed from the monster just now to a living person.

Su Ziyu also observed the little boy's mental body with his all-seeing true eyes, and only after confirming that it had also turned to normal did he let go of his heart.

The first time I used the inversion technique [Blur Distortion], the effect was unexpectedly good.

"Grandma! Grandmother! The little boy opened his eyes, and after a moment of confusion, his expression pounced on the Wang Po who had already rushed over, and he couldn't cry.

"It's okay, it's okay, Hao'er is okay."

Wang Po patted the boy's back, her expression so excited that she didn't know what to say, and the wrinkles on her face were loosened a little, looking not as tired and gloomy as before.

Looking at the grandfather and grandson who met again, Su Ziyu shook his head, walked towards Ma Dameng and the others, and did not forget to let the Void Shadow Beast put away the kitchen knife halfway, well, a very dangerous thing.

The Void Shadow Beast rolled up its kitchen knife and reintegrated into Su Ziyu's shadow.

Ma Dameng and the others looked at Su Ziyu's shadow and were stunned, this was the first time they saw the Void Shadow Beast head-on, and suddenly thought of the assassination organization of that dark world-Black Tailor!

It is rumored that every cadre in the organization is a carefully selected top powerhouse, each of them has a 100% task completion rate, and they all practice the art of shadows, and the spiritual visualization picture is the demon in the shadow - the shadow demon!

"Judging from the shadow monsters that Mr. Su can control, Gao and Low are all high-ranking cadres of a black tailor..." said Ma Dameng silently in his heart.

But the one-eyed dragon and the fat cow thought, if only I also had a shadow monster....

"How's the injury?" Su Ziyu glanced at Ma Dameng and asked casually.

Seeing that Su Ziyu suddenly cared about himself, Ma Da Meng's face was full of excitement, and he quickly nodded: "It's okay, it's okay."

Su Ziyu nodded, looked at Wang Po, and saw that they were still crying bitterly, and they didn't know when this bitter drama would end.

Su Ziyu still had a lot of things to ask Wang Po.

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In the living room, the newly restored little grandson is nestled on a hard bed, covered with a thick quilt, lying flat, looking at the ceiling and sleeping deeply, breathing evenly, and there are two light-colored tear tracks on the sides of his cheeks.

Wang Po sat cross-legged on the kang, her knees covered with a mattress, and the charcoal stove fire next to the bed illuminated her face half-brightly, scanning a circle of Su Ziyu and the others: "Have you also seen the statues of gods in the worship hall in the backyard?" Her

eyes were no longer cloudy, and there were still crystal tears shining in the corners of her eyes.

Su Ziyu nodded, and he who had been secretly following Ma Dameng had also seen the statue of a fish-like god.

"That's the sea god..." Wang Po sighed, the muscles of her wrinkled face trembled slightly, "When he came to this village, I can't remember exactly, I have become so old in a daze, and I gradually understand that it is not a god at all..." After coughing twice, Wang Po's hand holding the mattress trembled slightly

, "It's a monster, that's a demon!"

Ma Dameng and the others looked at each other, revealing even more curious looks.

Su Ziyu showed a thoughtful expression and listened carefully.

"He wants all of us, every household, to put up an image of His god and worship Him and believe in Him for generations to come." Wang Po's eyes also showed a look of memory, "If any family does not do so, when they go out to fish, they will not die in a shipwreck or in the mouth of a sea beast

" "Although we say that the sea is turbulent and the weather is unpredictable, we have the fishing skills left by our ancestors, and we can predict the weather well, and if we only fish daily, we can still live very well."

"In order to survive, you were forced to start worshipping this 'sea god'?"

Martha pinched his chin sharply and interjected.

"Yes... I don't know how long such days have passed, and gradually, everyone noticed that something was wrong. Wang Podi's eyes gradually showed panic, in order not to scare the little grandson to sleep, the range of movement was controlled within a small amount, "Fish-headed monsters slowly appeared in the village, and many ordinary people became monsters overnight, including my two sons!"

"Then they were all sent by Bai Jingyun to the water prison under the church, no one knows what is going on, I am sure, this is the conspiracy of Bai Jingyun's guy, but no one believes it, they can't look at me this crazy woman

, pity my two sons, and they are sent to the water prison one after another... Hey, if my two sons were still there, the people in the village wouldn't have bullied me so much!

"They just couldn't see that I had two sons, so they were in a hurry to send my son to the water prison, Bai Jingyun has been controlled by the monster, that madman!" He's a madman!

As she spoke, Wang Po became more and more excited, and her eyes widened.

After a minute, she gradually stopped, looked at Su Ziyu, and slowed down for a long time before saying:

"You guys leave quickly, this is really not the place you should come..."

After speaking, she leaned on the kang again, looked at the sleeping face of her little grandson, and did not speak, and the house was quiet again.

Su Ziyu and Ma Dameng glanced at each other, quietly left the living room, and came to the backyard.

"Mr. Su, how much of what that crazy woman said can be believed?"

With a crumpled cigarette in his mouth, Martha asked in a low voice.

"One thing is already certain..." Su Ziyu looked at the dark backyard, "This small village is the mermaid village we are looking for..."

What he said just now made Su Ziyu understand a lot of things and string together a lot of information.

Because there is a suspected god here, the adventure team and pirates who went to explore here have never returned, and the legend of the mermaid village is most likely that the ancient existence deliberately released smoke bombs in order to attract people to the island, of course, it may also be a deliberate disguise to cover their identity.

And recall that during the day, street children have pens for playing and writing, beautiful butterfly head ropes, and it is likely that an adventure team has been killed!

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Su Ziyu also suddenly thought that since this village was under the control of the Sea God, the whereabouts of several of his own people would have long been exposed to the eyes of the other party!

Just then, they were attracted by a knock outside the door.

Sure enough, it came! Su Ziyu's pupils shrank.