Taboo Recovery: I Have a Life Simulator

Several figures in silver robes emerged from the shadows, each occupying a position.

next moment.

Those who were shrouded in rituals suddenly found out in horror.

Under the influence of some kind of weird force, his hands were raised uncontrollably.

In their desperate eyes, they slowly pinched their necks with both hands.

The power in the hands is getting bigger and bigger.

A sense of suffocation came, and everyone's faces flushed red.

Chill!

The sound of flesh and bones being torn apart came out.

In Wei Dong's complicated eyes.

The man with the scar and the others relied on their own strength to forcibly pull out their own head from the neck!

Blood dripped, and the fishy smell wafted away.

Hundreds of headless corpses did not fall down.

Instead, like the most devout believers, they knelt on one knee and raised their heads with both hands.

It's like offering sacrifices to the gods you believe in.

And on the head pages in their hands, there was a weird smile on the contrary!

It wasn't until his consciousness dissipated that the man with the scar finally understood...

It turned out that they were the goods being traded!

"Snapped!"

Driven by some force.

Hundreds of Ouroboros members half-kneeling on the ground put their heads on the ground at the same time

The sacrificial ritual gleamed faintly, and then devoured all the heads.

at the same time.

A cloud of green flames emerged from the necks of all Ouroboros members.

Their aura suddenly soared, and two of them broke through to the morning star!

Seeing these subordinates blessed by the evil god, Wei Dong not only did not envy, but shuddered

What about the soaring strength?

Once you become a believer of an evil god, no matter how powerful you are, you are no more than a puppet.

"Han Jiang, the transaction has been completed, it's time for you to fulfill your promise."

Wei Dong turned to look at the silver-robed figure.

"Boss Wei, don't worry."

Han Jiang's voice just fell.

Hundreds of followers of the evil god slowly stood up and leaned towards Wei Dong.

"Han Jiang, what do you mean?"

Wei Dong's face was extremely ugly.

Just about to run away.

He was stopped by the man with the scar who had just been promoted to the Morning Star rank.

"Damn!"

Wei Dong cursed loudly, his heart sank to the bottom of the valley.

"According to the agreement, my Skull Order will provide you with protection."

"However, joining the embrace of the skull god is the greatest protection..."

Han Jiang said mockingly.

next moment.

In endless despair, Wei Dong was thrown to the ground by hundreds of believers.

And the green flame on Han Jiang's neck was flickering, as if he was quietly watching this good scene.

"Three morning star masters? Hundreds of followers of evil gods? This gift is not bad. I accepted it. The corners of Lu Yuan's lips raised slightly.

This Wei Dong has dealt with the Cult of the Evil God all his life, but he didn't expect to capsize in the gutter this time.

in his perception.

Wei Dong's breath of life dropped rapidly.

replaced by.

There is another morning star master in the Skull Order.

"Captain, when do we start?"

"I just saw a mysterious team sneak into the building, maybe it's reinforcements invited by Ouroboros

"Yeah, if it's later, I'm afraid ouroboros and these bastards will all run away."

A few veteran demon suppressors asked impatiently.

Although Lu Yuan is very strong, after all, he has only joined Zhenmensi for a few days.

Whether it is prestige or means, it is difficult to convince them.

What makes them even more angry is that.

Lu Yuan left everyone there, standing alone and staring at the front in a daze.

Sometimes frowning, sometimes smiling.

The behavior is extremely weird.

Otherwise, the breath on Lu Yuan's body is still normal.

I'm afraid they all thought that Lu Yuan was polluted by the breath of evil gods.

"Ouroboros no longer exists."

Lu Yuan came back to his senses and said something that made everyone confused.

"No longer exists? What does that mean?"

Everyone was dumbfounded. "The Skull Cult has intervened, you stay where you are, and I will settle this matter.

Lu Yuan simply explained.

As soon as the figure moved, it quietly disappeared into the night.

to him.

These evil god believers are all moving simulation points.

Don't let other people meddle.

Looking at Lu Yuan's back.

The other town demon envoys looked at each other in blank dismay, all stunned in place.

"This... Captain, he intends to act alone?"

"Young and energetic, arbitrary and reckless, it's just nonsense!"

A relatively prestigious older demon suppressor was so angry that he couldn't speak for a long time.

Lu Yuan's talent is good, but Wei Dong is the leader of ouroboros.

Insidious and cunning, not a yellow-haired boy can deal with it.

Besides, none of Wei Dong's subordinates are vegetarians.

He wants to see.

What kind of means does Lu Yuan have to deal with the entire Ouroboros organization alone! .

Chapter 42 Throne of Blood,

Ouroboros Organization.

"Blood sacrifice to the throne, skull to my god!"

"Subordinate Wei Dong, see the High Priest!"

A headless corpse knelt on one knee, holding its head high with both hands.

"A servant of the Lord never fears death, and you will be reborn, blessed by the God of Skull!"

Han Jiang stretched out a bony right hand and rested it on Wei Dong's head.

An irresistible suction came out.

in a blink.

Dedicated to my God!

That head turned into powder.

And the green flame on Han Jiang's neck suddenly exploded, and it seemed to grow a lot.

Suddenly a figure whizzed over, as if teleporting, and appeared outside the warehouse in a blink of an eye.

"A person from Zhenmusic?"

"No, this is the breath of divine matter..."

"It turns out that you absorbed that trace of divine substance."

Han Jiang stared at Lu Yuan with a hint of greed in his tone.

If you can sacrifice this kid to the God of Skull, your strength will definitely skyrocket a lot

"Catch him alive!"

"As ordered!"

Wei Dong, who has been transformed into a cranial believer, obeys Han Jiang's words like a puppet.

"laugh!"

Lu Yuan held it empty.

A bolt of thunder suddenly appeared, like a spear of death piercing through everything, it shot out instantly.

"boom!"

Before Wei Dong could react, he was sent flying!

"not dead?"

Lu Yuan gasped in surprise.

I saw Wei Dong lying on the ground for a while, although half of his body was blasted into charcoal, and then struggled to stand up again.

Not only that.

All the shattered bones grow again and in the blink of an eye they are back to their original shape!

"Interesting, is the soul the body?"

Lu Yuan watched this scene with great interest.

This Skull Cult really has two hands.

If he guessed right.

The fire of the soul on the neck of the skull believer is the key.

As long as the fire of the soul is not extinguished, no matter how many times it is killed, it can recover instantly.

If it were any other demon-suppressing envoy, I'm afraid they would be helpless.