Cthulhu Believers Sneak Into My House, and The San Value Goes Crazy

Wisteria wants to go.

Exactly, every cell in his body was screaming at this moment.

Urging Wisteria to leave here.

Regrettably...

The voice behind him was like an iron chain.

The pipa bone that passed through the wisteria, the waist of the other party, and even the soul that passed through, bound it in place.

Wisteria couldn't take another step.

Also, the body turned backwards uncontrollably.

He saw the owner of the voice.

an ordinary human.

If you have to pick out some places that are different from ordinary people.

Then, it is the other party's temperament like a spring breeze.

The other party is like a male protagonist who has walked out of the world of comics.

stand there.

Countless eyes will be focused.

And now, the impact of this vision is even more terrifying to the point of breathlessness.

The whole room, like a devil's cave, is dark and evil.

So that, under the opponent's feet, there are tentacles that are constantly swinging.

And the level 0 Sealed Artifact Phantom I saw earlier.

Whether it's a giant bug or a weird doll, at the moment, it's like playing with one, two or three wooden figures, standing still.

Only the expression, in the panic, could not hide the worship.

The fact that the level 0 Sealed Artifact can show such a gesture is enough to show that the man in front of him is not a simple character.

The man, on the other hand, was wearing a white shirt and even had a smile on the corner of his mouth.

There are Level 0 Sealed Artifacts on the left and right sides.

There are eyes and tentacles everywhere.

Even if the gods are located here, they will be polluted and their aura will become gloomy.

Only men keep themselves out of it.

Wisteria couldn't help the confusion in her heart, lowered her voice and asked:

"you are?

Only the Archbishop who believes in the God of Judgment.

The leader of the Twelve Judges.

A madman who killed countless living beings in the name of purification.

Wisteria with many bloody glory never thought about it.

One day, he will put his posture so low.

People are under the eaves and have to bow their heads.

Having never witnessed the existence of such a situation, Wisteria forgot the fact that she was a demigod at a certain moment.

"Not so polite."

"I'm the owner of this shop.

"You can have a look if you need it."

Chen Feng looked at the inexplicable guest in front of him.

Dressed differently from ordinary people.

The other party was actually wearing a cloak.

Appearance is excellent.

It's just that the brows that are always locked, as if the heart is always shrouded in haze.

Not the slightest relief.

See people face to face.

This is the strength of the store owner.

"I'm a grocery store here and have everything.

"How about this freshener?"

Chen Feng went straight to the shelf, pointed to a box and introduced:

"It's nuisance-free lavender inside.

"Soothes the mind, no chemicals at all."

"If you put it at the head of the bed, you can improve the quality of sleep.""

"Don't worry, although the items here are a bit messy, they are all purchased from regular channels, and the quality is guaranteed. 99

He looked in the direction Chen Feng pointed.

Wisteria's eyelids couldn't help shaking.

What did he see?

In the direction of Chen Feng's index finger.

A box the size of a palm, emitting thick black smoke and covered with inexorable totems, appeared in front of Wisteria.

That box, like a product from hell.

Every wisp of black smoke is deadly and terrifying to ordinary people.

And in it, it is like imprisoning countless evil spirits.

"Let me see, this ugly guy.

"Come in quickly. 35

"Jie Jie... The little guy in the demigod realm, what are you looking at, believe it or not, I ate you. 35

The hoarse voices gathered together and got into Wisteria's ears at the same time.

Where is this lavender freshener.

It's basically a magic box for detaining heretics.

And as the noisy sound came, one terrifying phantom after another slowly flashed on the magic box.

Among them were giants with eyes all over their bodies.

Densely packed, like barnacles growing on the reef, it is daunting.

There are also strange looking women.

Although it looks beautiful, it does not have human limbs, but is replaced by tentacles.

What's more, it is completely Roshan composed of hundreds of human beings, or even thousands of human beings.

The bloated appearance is indescribably weird.

When you stare into the abyss, the abyss is also staring at you.

Just when Wisteria witnessed these monsters.

These monsters also stared at the uninvited guest in front of them.

Especially the bloated monster.

Thousands of heads stared straight at the wisteria like this.

The resulting deterrent, even the so-called demigods, are a little trance...

This terrifying magic box was actually sold as a commodity.

Who is the owner of this store?

Just when the wisteria was in a state of turmoil.

An even more unexpected scene appeared.

But I saw the boss grabbed the magic box with one hand.

And the monster phantom suspended in the sky.

There was violence in the last second.

How vile the next second will be.

They actually knelt on the ground and muttered to themselves.

For wisteria, those words are not unfamiliar.

That's a word like a god's prayer.

For a time, a terrible thought appeared in the cerebral cortex of Wisteria.

The man who appeared in front of him was a god walking in the world!

Wisteria didn't have time to think too much.

Because at this very moment.

The shop owner had already walked to him with the magic box.

Chen Feng brought the freshener with the words lavender in his hand to the wisteria:

"You can smell it.

"smell it?"

Looking at the magic box surrounded by countless black lights, Wisteria felt like a fishbone was stuck in her throat, and she couldn't even utter a complete sentence.

Wisteria's brows were locked even more fiercely.

Chen Feng concluded his thoughts.

The strangely dressed guy in front of him has been plagued by mental problems for a long time.

Although fresheners cannot cure the root cause, they can cure the symptoms.

"Smell it, no money.""

Chen Feng was afraid that the other party would be under 0.4 psychological pressure, and he kept a smile on his face.

Wisteria wanted to refuse.

If possible, He would be unwilling to bring this magic box that detained countless monsters in front of him.

But the strange thing is...

He has no control over his actions at all.

His body is like being controlled.

Do not.

It's not a simple control.

but higher level commands.

It's like the owner giving instructions to the pets in his home.

Get up, lie down, get out.

As the shop owner's voice fell, Wisteria completely abandoned her identity as a demigod.

He stretched out his fair arm and took it towards the magic box.

In the eyes of wisteria.

This process is slowed down countless times.

He wanted to refuse, but to no avail.

In this way, He finally took hold of this symbol of uncertainty and destruction...

Box.