Under one person: I am alone, and I dominate the world

Chapter 139 Three-headed red-haired ghost Xiao
Looking at the extremely vast silver building and the sign of the [Human Corpse Art Collection Hall], Zhang Taichu knew that Xiao Zizai must be among them.

He took a step with great interest, and the next moment he came to the gate of the building.

Outside the square gate, there are no guards, not even a gate. The surface of the building is smooth, exuding silver metal light, and it looks extremely simple.

"Xiao Xiao is really creative. He built a corpse art museum in the city center."

Zhang Taichu was talking to himself, and walked into the gate again. When he stepped across an invisible dividing line, his eyes flashed, and the scene in front of him changed again.

But inside the empty silver building, there were densely packed transparent cylindrical containers.

From left to right, from front to back, a number is pasted on the surface of each container, starting from 1 and arranged backwards. At a glance, you can't even see the end.

In front of his eyes was a container with a serial number of seven. Through the surface, it could be seen that the inside was filled with some kind of colorless liquid, and a corpse was soaked in the solution.

The corpse has been disemboweled, and the five internal organs are fixed in the container in order. On the left side of the internal organs, there is completely stripped human skin. On the right side of the internal organs, there is a complete The skeleton, the skeleton is as flawless as white jade, not even a single shred of flesh is attached to it.

And directly below the container, there is also a metal nameplate, engraved with the deceased's name, cause of death, date of death and other information.

Zhang Taichu, who had collected all this in his eyes, had no more expressions on his face. He could read the information on the nameplate clearly with just one glance, and then he continued to walk forward and delve deeper.

As far as the eye can see, there is a human skeleton inside each container. The dissected appearance is all kinds of strange, either complete or scattered, but it can be seen that each one is handled with extremely "fine".

He walked deeper step by step, walking like this in this huge collection. The place was silent, and it seemed that apart from him, there were only dead bodies left.

The numbers on the container also jumped from ten to one hundred, then from one hundred to one thousand, and then from one thousand to ten thousand.
For a long time, Zhang Taichu murmured to himself: "Xiao Xiao, is this what you long for and desire the most? Although you are thirsty for blood, you do not kill indiscriminately. You have kept this point."

He walked along the way, and as far as he could see, the nameplate of every dead body would record the reason for his execution. These people had committed all kinds of evils, and they all deserved to die.

And this setting happens to reflect Xiao Zizai's subconscious psychology to a certain extent. In the omnipotent interior scene, he completely released his suppressed bloodthirsty heart.

You can kill without any scruples, but you give the "people" you kill a "damn setting", which can be regarded as a kind of self-restraint.

"This number has reached over 3, and we haven't seen the end of this venue yet. Tsk, tsk, tsk, this little kid is really capable of killing."

Zhang Taichu looked at the collectibles that were still beyond sight in front of him, so he simply cast an inch-shrinking spell, turned into a flash of light, and moved forward at a high speed.

In the interior, everything can be created, and time and space can also be distorted.

Therefore, even if Xiao Zizai was in the real world and sank into the inner scene for just a short moment, he might have thought that decades had passed, and there was a high probability that he had completely suppressed his rationality in reality and completely sunk into the inner scene.

After just a few breaths.

As he entered the deepest part of the human body collection hall, he finally saw the head of the neatly arranged corpse containers. It can be seen that the last target number is "325816".

At this time, with the noise of the sake of the sorrow, and the faint sorrow.

In front of Zhang Taichu, things finally appeared in front of him. Apart from the glass containers, other things appeared. From a distance, they were silver machines with different appearances.

Among them are three cross-shaped machines that look like simple execution racks. At this moment, three tall and strong men are being tied up respectively. They have different appearances, but their faces are equally distorted, and they all carry extreme horror.

In the middle of the three execution racks, there was a taller figure, nearly three meters tall, with three heads and six arms. It looked like a devil from hell!

But when I saw ghost-like figures, they were actually wearing strange suits. The three heads all had long red hair, ferocious faces, fangs in their mouths, and violent bloodthirsty in their eyes.

The six arms were all thick and their fingers were very slender. They were holding tools, such as scalpels, pliers, electric drills, chain saws, etc.

At this time, the red-haired three-headed ghost in a suit looked at the three people who were about to be executed, with a faint smile on his face. Together with the bloodthirsty red eyes, it was even more penetrating, frightening the latter. Have to wail.

"Uh ho ho, damn, all deserve to die——!" The three heads of the three-headed ghost spoke at the same time, making a hoarse voice. Then, they controlled the tools in their hands and began to create art.

In just a short moment, the three living people were turned into sashimi, and then into even bloodier parts.

After doing all this, a transparent glass container appeared from the ground, containing the three corpses, and was automatically transported and added to the collection sequence.

Afterwards, the three execution racks sank into the ground again, and several machines with even more bizarre looks moved to the side of the three-headed ghost.

An iron plate machine with sizzling oily smoke, a peeling machine full of sharp knives, and a roller machine full of spikes.

The three-headed ghost just snapped his fingers, and three strong men with yellow hair who were bound in the cage appeared on the field and were installed on the three machines.

"Ho ho, execution, all executions!" The three-headed ghost did not stop, with a wicked smile on his face, and immediately started the next wave of killing.

He looked so focused that he didn't seem to notice the young Taoist who was standing nearby.

And Zhang Taichu looked at the appearance of the three-headed ghost and the other's every move, and he already understood in his heart that the other party must be Xiao Zizai's incarnation in this interior scene.

"Three heads and six arms, Hell Yama, this ghostly appearance is indeed deceiving."

Zhang Taichu thought about it, and called out to the other party: "Xiao Zizai, are you still awake?"

After the words fell, the three red-haired ghosts ignored them, still immersed in the three works of art that were being completed.

Seeing this, the corner of Zhang Taichu's mouth raised, and he waved his finger gently, and a golden sword shot out immediately.

There was a crackling sound, and one of the iron burners was cut into pieces, and the victim who was tied to it was also chopped into pieces!
(End of this chapter)