The Fool of the Gods

What would you think when time is paused?

If you could extract all the readers' thoughts, you could probably compile a book.

And this book exists in the real world, called "Criminal Law".

In fact, when time is paused, you can't think of anything.

Consciousness relies on existence, and the essence of [existence] is [time].

When time solidifies, existence is gone, consciousness is not recognized, and people lose all their thoughts and turn into a flesh and blood statue.

This experience is terrifying, because people who are trapped in time stagnation may feel that they are dead.

But it may not be so terrifying, because this person probably doesn't realize that he is trapped in time stagnation.

I don't know how long it has been. It may be a moment for Cheng Shi and others, but for the demons, it may be a lifetime...

The effect of the regional fast-forward slowly ended, and Song Yawen, who was hiding behind Cheng Shi, gradually became clear.

The moment his thinking ability returned, he felt the ultimate bloom of death.

The corpses of the terrifying demons above his head fell one after another, and bloodless rotten flesh and countless tentacles poured into this still clean space.

The breath of the dead rushed towards him, as thick as colloid, making Song Yawen's spirit tremble from the depths of his soul.

"What level of death domain is this?

Does this level of death domain really exist??

If this is enlarged, the true god of [Death] will be summoned out???"

After three consecutive surprises, Song Yawen did not waste any time. He remembered deeply that Cheng Shi said that his attack would be the key to saving them.

Watching the tentacle monsters with no flesh and blood to eat madly moving towards the six of them, Song Yawen took a deep breath, and his eyes instantly turned pure black.

Harvest state, start!

He stretched out his hands and pinched his neck tightly.

With a "click", his neck was ruthlessly twisted by himself.

Then, the standing "corpse" of Song Yawen began to slowly dissipate, and the dense deathly aura around it instantly boiled, the wind howled, and the green light rose. In the blink of an eye, a huge black sickle with the power of destroying the world appeared above everyone's head.

Cheng Shi and others just came back to their senses at this time, looking at the death sickle hanging above their heads, everyone's breathing stagnated.

Big.

Too big.

They had never seen such a terrifying death sickle, even the small skull ornament at the end of the handle looked like a giant carved from a mountain.

Not to mention the blade with a faint green light, it looked like a sharp blade that cuts the planet.

Even in the 2100 game, Cheng Shi had never seen such a big death sickle!

Now he had only one thought in his mind, which was to pray that Song Yawen would not go crazy and send them away together.

"Souls rest, life ends! Funeral, harvest!"

As the faint prayers resounded through the heavens and the earth, the huge sickle swung down with the whispers of the dead.

Except for the area where everyone was standing, the entire ruins visible to the naked eye had a momentary collapse.

Like a broken mirror, spider veins cracked.

Then...

The lamentations of embracing death came one after another, resounding through the sky, and countless huge tentacle monsters that ate flesh and blood closed their eyes, as if sleeping.

Death was never an earth-shattering event.

The moment the sickle was swung down, their life fire was quietly extinguished.

When people died, the sickle disappeared.

It only took a few seconds.

But the breath of the dead rising around them had not dissipated yet. These breaths twisted and rose, and gathered again, condensing Song Yawen, who should have been "dead".

He fell from midair, panting and sweating. As soon as he landed, he fell sideways in the blood, twitching all over.

Nangong, who was closest, wanted to help him out of the instinct of a nanny. As soon as her hand touched Song Yawen's wrist, she found that his body was now abnormally healthy, even full of energy, as if at the peak.

His twitching was not due to exhaustion after desperately opening the big big, but the climax of excitement.

"Awesome-awesome--

I seemed to see the face of my Lord, saw Him sitting on the throne of bones, and gave me a huge sickle.

Awesome--

Cheng Shi, you are so awesome!!!"

He panted, struggled to get up, and said with his hands and feet twitching:

"Just this one time, my life is worth it..."

Cheng Shi smiled, and Nangong threw away Song Yawen's hand with disgust.

Chen Chong and Cao San Sui were still immersed in the devastating sickle for a long time, unable to extricate themselves, until the flesh and dead tentacles of the horror demon were about to drown them, Chen Chong picked up the half-dead Cao San Sui and stood up from the blood.

"Relieve......Solved?"

He still couldn't believe it. So many demons and such a large army were gone just like that?

What happened just now?

Looking at Chen Chong's curious eyes, Cheng Shi smiled and said:

"Don't think about it. You don't want to know what happened. Besides, the matter has not been resolved. The Skeleton Army has not seen the right-wing army. It is very likely that other people will be sent to investigate the situation. We need to leave quickly."

He also grabbed Xia Wan who was struggling on the ground, pointed at her bulging belly, calves and back, and said seriously:

"Our combat power has been severely damaged. Cao San Sui, Nan Gong and Xia Wan have lost their combat power. They are fine. Xia Wan's condition needs to be treated quickly. We have to withdraw first and find a place to reorganize."

Song Yawen was still immersed in the excitement of destroying the world with one sword just now. Hearing Cheng Shi's nervousness, he blurted out:

"Don't you still have it?"

Cheng Shi carried Xia Wan on his back, his face darkened.

"What can I do as a 1500-point nurse? "

"? ? ? "

Song Yawen was dumbfounded, pointing at the hellish situation outside, and stammered:

"You...you...this thing...isn't it all you who did it?"

As he spoke, his tone became distorted, "If you get 1500 points, I'll cut off my head and let you kick it like a ball."

Chen Chong's face also turned black. He carried Cao San Sui on his back and walked out with Nangong without any hesitation, thinking to himself:

This man is indeed capable, but he loves to show off too much, which makes people uncomfortable.

What's even more annoying is that he always succeeds in showing off!

The winner's jokes are not annoying, mainly because the environment does not allow them to stay too long, so everyone is still struggling, in the muddy ruins watered with blood, one foot deep and one foot shallow to escape to the east.

When standing in the center of the death field, everyone did not have such a direct feeling. When they walked out of this bloody hell step by step, they really realized what Cheng Shi had just done. .

Meat pieces, body parts, mucus, black blood.

The group seemed to have walked into a museum, where all objects and forms related to blood and flesh were exhibited. Not only were they beyond imagination, but they also frequently challenged the sensitive stomach nerves of a normal human being.

This scene could no longer be described.

Just this time, the five people present had a new understanding of [Birth].

Could this be a lawful and righteous god?

Even Xia Wan, a believer of [Birth], couldn't help wanting to...

"Ugh——"

The first one to vomit was Nangong.

She was already extremely weak due to self-mutilation, and her legs were now in blood and flesh. The stench of corruption and rot rushed into her nose, which brought her not the guidance of [decay], but the nausea that made her want to vomit.

When the first shot was fired, the situation was out of control again.

"Ugh--Ugh--"

Everyone couldn't hold it in.

Especially Chen Chong, in order to leave this hell as soon as possible, he rushed while vomiting, carrying one on his back and holding another in his hand, and the vomiting trio pulled his ears extremely, making people collapse.

"Xia Wan, you have to hold it in, this is the handwriting of my Lord, guiding you..."

"Ugh--"

"..."

Cheng Shi I felt a heat on my shoulder, and then my face twitched.

"Your mother... Mom must feel sorry for you..."

Xia Wan endured the violent struggle of the "life" "bred" in her body, and said weakly:

"My mother died... She dedicated herself to [Depravity]..."

"Ah, this..."

Cheng Shi felt remorseful for his foul mouth: I really deserve to die...

"Compared to my mother, you might as well care about my daughter, it may be born soon..."

Cheng Shi's face turned black, and he shouted to the front:

"Chen Chong, get ready! Xia Wan is about to give birth!"

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