Believers of evil gods sneaked into my house, and san value went crazy

Dai Wu looked up at the statue beside him.

But he saw that the opponent's appearance was distorted, like a centipede.

The head is also extremely scarlet, and the fangs are white.

He stared at the other person, and the statue seemed to be looking at Dai Wu as well.

Just one glance sent a chill in Dai Wu's heart.

In a trance.

The statue appears to be resurrected.

Dai Wu even smelled a vomitous smell of blood.

And the whole room became dripping with blood, as if being in a sea of ​​blood.

"This statue is a little different from before, it seems to have a life of its own!"

Dai Wu was taken aback by his own thought, and hastily averted his eyes.

Taking a deep breath, Dai Wu calmed himself down:

"This is the treasure of the township education obtained by the adoptive father who destroyed the spirit of mourning the tomb eight years ago."

Eight years ago.

A plague has swept through the Alliance.

The population suffered heavy casualties and resentment abounded.

The Spirit of Mourning Tomb therefore stands out.

This church is good at refining evil spirits and ghosts.

The so-called bad things are done, the sky is angry and the people complain.

In the end, it was Dai Xianzhong who took the initiative to destroy them.

Thousands of believers were all executed, and since then, Dai Xianzhong has gained the title of King Dai Yan.

"Has it been eight years? How time flies."

Dai Xianzhong explained slowly:

"Everyone thought that I single-handedly wiped out the entire Spirit of Mourning the Tomb."

"As everyone knows, when I lurk into the hinterland of the spirit of the mourning tomb, the so-called core believers are already dead and crazy."

"I don't know what happened, but they started to kill each other. Even the bishop fell into madness, without the slightest resistance."

Dai Wu frowned.

It was the first time he heard these words.

He was also full of doubts.

The followers of the evil god who are in the limelight, actually went crazy collectively?

Dai Xianzhong is like an emotionless machine, his voice gradually turns cold:

"That day, I can't count how many believers of the evil god I killed."

"I just remember that when I walked to the Bishop of the Spirit of the Tomb, the other party grabbed my trousers, crying and laughing madly, and muttering to himself."

Dai Wu seemed to follow Dai Xianzhong back to that day.

The core area of ​​the church.

Countless people killed each other.

It was a scene from hell.

"The bishop kept repeating a sentence, he said..."

"God is dead, destruction is coming!"

Dai Wu raised his eyebrows, and his eyes were filled with great puzzlement:

"God is dead?"

"Can God still die?"

In the eyes of mortals.

The gods are immortal.

How could it be possible to die?

Dai Xianzhong nodded:

"I didn't believe it at first, until I caught a few surviving core believers and asked them to pray."

"However, no matter how they sacrificed or called, the so-called gods did not respond at all."

"At that time, I finally confirmed one thing. The god that the spirit of mourning the tomb believed in really died."

Dai Wu was frightened silly by this sentence.

He felt that he was swept into the deep sea vortex, and he didn't even have the strength to climb out.

What made him even more unbelievable was what Dai Xianzhong said next.

"At that time, I was thinking, since gods will die like people, why can't people be as high as gods and look down on the world?"

Although Dai Xianzhong's body didn't move, when he spoke, an overwhelming cold air enveloped the whole room.

Dai Wu seemed to think of something.

But he couldn't believe it.

He opened his mouth wide, and there was a crackling sound in his throat.

"Guess it? Since you were young, you are the best at seeing into the heart of a father."

"That's right, foster father, I want to create a god in the world."

"And that god is me!"

The last sentence was like thunder, resounding in Dai Wu's ears.

What's even more shocking is...

As soon as the voice fell, the statue came alive.

Not a hallucination!

Instead, he really started to move in front of Dai Wu's eyes.

The countless centipede legs on the body were swinging rapidly, and the human face looked at him with a playful expression.

this room.

It also completely turned into a ghostly sea of ​​blood.

And the evil spirits trampled under the statue's feet let out painful wailings one after another.

Sea of ​​blood, evil gods, weirdness!

Countless weirdness gathered in front of his eyes, and Dai Wu couldn't resist it at all.

I just feel that my brain is boiling at this moment, and it seems that in the next second, it will break through the sky cap and splash around.

I don't know if it's an illusion or what.

The face on the statue also looks more and more like Dai Xianzhong.

At this moment, Dai Wu finally understood why Dai Xianzhong wanted to place a statue of the spirit of mourning in the room.

that is because……

The other party stole the top seat of that church!

The spirit of mourning has no god.

And Dai Xianzhong, as a new god, will rise in the world!

The dragon slayer turned into a dragon!

Who would have thought.

The second-in-command in the majestic main city, his real identity, turned out to be a preparation evil god!

Dai Wu knew that once he revealed this secret, what awaited him would be a fate worse than death.

thought here.

Dai Wu didn't seem to know the pain, and kowtowed hard on the ground again.

"My life was given by my adoptive father, no matter what, I will be loyal to you!"

"If there is any violation, the sky will be thundered!"

The head on the statue is viscous and changing at this time, and it is [-]% similar to Dai Xianzhong.

Slowly speaking, like countless people who died in vain begging and crying:

"You are the adopted son of the father, how could I not believe you?"

this moment.

Dai Xianzhong's eyes were closed tightly, like a corpse without a soul.

But the statue seems to be resurrected, communicating with Dai Wu in a strange posture.

Soul conversion.

The statue is the second posture of Dai Xianzhong!

That is...

State of God!

"Weidong always boils frogs in warm water, but he doesn't know that if there are too many frogs, they will jump out of the pot and cause trouble in the room wantonly!"

"I'm going to straighten out the league and make all the cities one"

"Not only to prepare for the next step to steal the god's position, but more importantly, to give the rest of the church of evil gods a decisive blow."

"Five fingers clenched into a fist are more lethal!"

Even though Dai Wu was ruthless, he had never experienced such a scene.

He knelt on the ground, like an evil being suppressed by ghosts and gods, he didn't even dare to take a breath.

Dai Xianzhong's soul was attached to the statue, and he continued to speak:

"The traces of the Spirit of Mourning the Tomb have all been erased, and I am a god who only stands on the highest point!"

"I obtained four statues from the Spirit of Mourning, and three of them were placed in three cities under the Alliance."

"But just now, one of the statues was destroyed for no reason, and even valuable news was not delivered."

"Obviously, Wei Dong has started to attack."

The statue is fully alive at this moment.

Climb directly on the wall.

The hundreds of centipede legs are like barbs, once attached to the human skin, it can be cut into pieces by a thousand knives.

The terrifying breath almost made Dai Wu faint.

But Dai Wu still clenched his teeth:

"Weidong dares to tear his face off with his adoptive father?"

"And this kind of thing, how did he know that he belonged to Xinmi?"

Dai Xianzhong also frowned:

"In the past few years, we have been competing both in the open and in the dark."

"Weidong doesn't know my secrets, but there are traces of the statues I placed."

"When placing the statue, there were some problems. Although I sent someone to suppress it, it is clear that Weidong has also learned something about it."

"¨"The city where the accident happened this time is called Lingzhou City."