Shan Hai Jing: Evolution from Mantis

The black worm kings were so powerful that they could not resist.

As if it was a sign, all the black worm kings roared loudly and made a deafening roar.

Just when the spirits were tense to fight the enemy, they were shocked to find that all the black worm kings rushed towards Su Chen.

Even if a spirit slashed the black worm kings with a knife, the black worm kings had no reaction and rushed towards Su Chen regardless of everything.

"Captain, what's going on?"

Xing was stunned and looked at Panshi quickly.

Panshi had a guess when he learned from Su Chen that he had the fake king's mark and said immediately. "It's okay, just keep attacking these black insect kings."

"But Lord Qing..."

"Do you need to worry about him?" Panshi rolled his eyes and said unhappily. "Qing is so strong, he won't die even if you die."

"Uh, it seems so."

Xing scratched his head and suddenly realized.

At the same time, Su Chen naturally saw dozens of insect kings coming to kill him, frowning, but he soon reacted.

"The effect of the fake king's mark."

Okay.

Come on, the more the better!

"I'll use you to stack the mark."

Su Chen's voice was indifferent, and his figure stood in the middle of the door, looking at a tail that swept across like an iron chain in front of him, and raised his right hand gently, and the powerful force directly blocked the tail.

Then, Su Chen put down his right hand and chopped it directly.

With a tearing sound, the tail was cut off directly.

Black blood splattered all over the ground.

"Roar!"

A worm king had already approached him, opening its bloody mouth to swallow Su Chen directly.

Su Chen sneered, and before the big mouth came, a cold light appeared in his eyes, and he slashed a sky-high slash, splitting the huge black worm king in half in an instant.

"Huh? No marks are stacked?"

No prompt popped up in front of him, which made Su Chen look confused.

"Because the difficulty has increased, do you need to kill stronger enemies to stack the marks, or do you need to kill a certain type of enemy?"

Su Chen guessed.

However, at this time, other worm kings had also attacked.

With their huge bodies and extremely large numbers, some worm kings were quickly killed even with the help of spirits, but the remaining worm kings also surrounded Su Chen, exuding a strong sense of oppression.

One huge claw after another slapped down with a huge force.

Su Chen twisted his neck and swung his two swords. A violent wind erupted and swept around Su Chen, roaring like the wind god, and turned into a huge tornado that spun wildly on the spot.

Before the huge claws fell, they were directly crushed.

The next moment, the huge black insect kings around were also directly crushed and instantly destroyed!

This scene almost made the spirits open their eyes wide.

"Too strong?" Xing swallowed his saliva and said with a shocked face.

"So powerful."

"This Lord Mantis is really too strong."

"So handsome!"

The other spirits also made exclamations.

Panshi said immediately. "Okay, this is underground, we are about to reach the cultists' lair, be alert, don't relax so much."

As he said, looking at Qing who was coming, Panshi couldn't help but give a thumbs up: "But, you are really too strong."

Good guy, with this strength, it's a good thing that he didn't use a knife when fighting with him before.

Otherwise, he would have been cut into pieces?

Thinking of that scene, Panshi couldn't help but shudder.

Su Chen smiled lightly. "Anyway, he is not weak."

Indeed, he is very strong!

Panshi nodded in agreement, and was a little relieved. If it weren't for Qing, at least a few tribesmen would have died on this trip.

"But now that the cultists have appeared, I'm afraid the destination is ahead."

Panshi said softly.

Hearing this, Su Chen turned his head and looked forward. Because of the black fog at the end of the road, he couldn't see anything clearly.

But vaguely, it seemed that there was some movement.

Su Chen frowned, and his mind moved. A gust of wind rose from his feet, blowing forward and drifting in the cave.

The next moment, a lot of information emerged in his mind.

Su Chen grinned. "It's indeed in front."

He saw the end of the passage, a blurry statue, many blurry figures, and black blood flowing continuously.

Panshi didn't waste any words, waved his hand, and continued to move forward.

Not long after, the end was reached.

It was like stepping over a barrier, finally passing through the black fog, and what appeared in front of him was a

A wide underground space, with many gems flashing above, emitting a star-like light.

But at the same time, there were also pairs of blood-red pupils flashing, no doubt, that was a cultist.

However, Su Chen and Panshi's eyes were quickly attracted by the situation in the innermost part.

In the deepest part of the underground space, there was a tall altar. On the top of the altar was a statue that looked deformed, like a group of open tentacles, with a human face in the middle. On the face, blood dripped like tears, like sadness, but the corners of the mouth below were in an upward state.

In short, it was very strange!

At this time, in the eyes of the statue, black blood kept dripping and flowing out.

Standing next to them were cultists who were also in the shape of bats.

Seeing the arrival of Su Chen and others, they did not have any panic on their faces, but showed crazy smiles. "You are finally here, we have been waiting for you for a long time."

"What do you mean?"

Panshi was startled and his face changed suddenly.

"Hahaha, it's obvious, isn't it? We're waiting for you to come."

The leading cultist swept his scarlet pupils over the group of spirits and smiled cruelly. "The blood of you spirits is a good thing. I think my god will like your blood as a tribute to my god, and the projection will last longer, right?"

Panshi frowned, raised his hand and punched out, directly blasting a cultist above his head into a bloody mist, and said coldly. "You want to kill us? I'm afraid you don't have the strength to do so."

"Of course we don't have the strength to do so, but it doesn't matter, my god will give us the power."

"This power will give you death!"

The leading cultist didn't care about the death of the cultists, but opened his hands, raised them to the sky, and looked pious.

The cultists hanging above their heads all showed fanatical expressions and shouted: "May the black blood flow again on the body of the world one day!"

The moment the voice fell, the cultists above their heads actually used their sharp claws to wipe their necks hard, turning into cold corpses falling from their heads to the ground.

Then, the cultists on the altar immediately began to chant.

The black blood flowing naturally on the ground seemed to have found its target in an instant, rushing to the corpses on the ground, connecting the countless corpses to each other, and pulling hard, trying to gather the corpses together.

Seeing this scene, the rock suddenly changed color. "Not good, they want to summon the Son of God!"

"Son of God?"

Su Chen didn't know what this was, but it was definitely not a good thing, so he raised his hand and chopped it out with a knife.

The terrifying slash rose from the ground, bringing with it a strong wind, trying to tear the corpses apart.

But the statue on the fear was a flash of light, and the slash disappeared out of thin air.

The cultists laughed crazily. "Hahaha, it's useless, it's useless. My God's eyes are already watching here. The birth of the Son of God is inevitable!"

"And you, present the most beautiful symphony of death for the Son of God!"

The black blood pulled the corpses together and slowly approached them. At this moment, the corpses began to melt at a speed visible to the naked eye and turned into pools of black blood.

The black blood gathered together, constantly squirming, and gradually solidified into a tall human-like figure.

At the same time, the cultists on the altar suddenly opened their hands, and a drop of black but shiny blood was thrown directly onto the figure.

When he saw this drop of blood, Panshi's face changed drastically. "You actually have God's blood?"

"Hahaha, why else do you think we would target the Spirit Tribe?"

The cultists laughed crazily. "This is the real blood of God bestowed by the leader. This drop of blood will allow the Son of God to descend completely and become an existence that carries the will of my God."

"And the blood of your spiritual people will allow this body to carry the will of my God for a longer time!"

"At that time, under the leadership of my God, the spiritual people tribe will be slaughtered!"

With the fanatical eyes of the cultists on the altar, the blood was gradually absorbed by the illusory figure condensed by black blood.

A terrifying breath spread.

The illusory figure gradually solidified.

It was a figure with pupils on the face and a body completely condensed by black blood.

The moment he looked at this figure, Su Chen's heart throbbed, a sense of fear emerged out of thin air, and then, many hallucinations seemed to appear in front of him.

Tang Wei was laughing at him hideously.

The parents in his memory were holding a sharp kitchen knife and pressing forward step by step.

And his former classmates and friends were wailing and screaming at him.

At this moment, Su Chen felt a splitting headache and was about to go insane.

Like.

"Get out of here."

With a roar, the knife burst out and swept all around. After all the illusions were instantly shattered, Su Chen suddenly recovered and looked at the figure with a look of fear.

This thing... seems to be extremely terrifying.

Su Chen subconsciously approached Panshi and said in a deep voice. "Captain Panshi, tell me honestly, is this son of God dangerous or not?"

Panshi looked solemn. "As a body that can carry the will of the evil god, what do you think?"

"Gurgle..."

Su Chen did not reply, but swallowed his saliva.

Panshi looked gloomy. "Qing, I'm sorry for getting you involved this time."

"I thought these guys were just summoning the projection of the evil god, but I didn't expect that they really wanted the evil god to come, and they also got the real blood of the evil god!"

"In short, I'm afraid we will all die here."

Hearing this, Su Chen hesitated. "Can't we also summon the projection of the evil god?"

"Summoning the projection of the evil god takes time, and we must summon the projection of the evil god one step ahead of them, otherwise once the Black Blood Cultists summon the projection of the Black Blood God, the projection of the Black Blood God will directly enter the body of the Son of God and descend completely."

"But... do you think this Son of God will allow us to complete the summoning of the projection of the evil god as we wish?"

Su Chen raised his eyes and looked forward.

On the altar, as the figure of the Son of God was completely revealed in front of him, the cultists began to chant in a low voice one by one, and the statue of the evil god began to flash.

Just as the rock said, after the Son of God appeared, they began to summon the projection of the evil god and no longer paid attention to their existence.

And they couldn't stop the cultists.

Because this body was blocking the middle of the two sides.

The Son of God slowly twisted his body, as if he was adapting to everything around him.

But soon, it adapted, and the face full of eyes suddenly turned its head to look over. Just one glance made many spirits pale, and there was a hint of irritability in their eyes.

Su Chen subconsciously took a step back and asked in a low voice. "In other words, if we can summon the projection of the evil god in advance, can we survive?"

The whole body of the rock was tense, and he nodded while preparing for the battle. "Yes, but the premise is that someone can hold this son of God... um?"

The moment the words fell, the rock seemed to think of something and looked at Su Chen.

And Su Chen suddenly felt the son of God's eyes fall on him, and his body was like a mountain pressing down, extremely heavy.

For a moment, he seemed to think of something, looking at the fake king mark on his body, his mouth twitched, and suddenly he had a bad premonition.

"This mark of inherent taunting should not work on the Son of God...right?"

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