Burning fast?
Cai Gen was immediately confused.
Why did you learn dialect directly?
Is your learning ability so strong?
No, according to their beating nature, it should be meant to tease, right?
Did he think that he was teasing him after he slashed her twice?
A painless and non-itchy attack, really a bit like teasing?
I was about to say something to explain. It wasn't that I didn't want to kill him, or that I had any other ambiguous thoughts. It was just because I was a waste.
However, it was really strange to see Agamemnon's actions.
As if suppressing some irresistible force, black blood vessels sprouted on the exposed skin, as if the fish swimming in the sea water of Fukushima had been mutated by radiation.
It wasn't as disgusting as this just now.
Especially the men in the Rashi world all pursue fitness and elegance as their goals.
The appearance at this time really goes against their aesthetics.
Seeing Cai Gen in a daze, Agamemnon trembled even more violently. The eyes exposed from the mask were already covered with black blood vessels, weird and evil, trying to swallow up his last sanity.
The next scene was so imaginative that Cai Gen could not have expected it.
The army that was originally shrouded in a sacred halo on the battlefield seemed to be controlled by some invisible force. They were like puppets on strings, moving strangely and struggling with all their strength.
"Third uncle, come back quickly and burn it quickly."
"Master, it's too scary. Come back quickly."
"Cai Gen, don't be stupid. It will be too late before you are eroded by the darkness."
Um?
What's going on?
Why burn?
You don’t feel anything?
Where is the darkness and how can it be corroded?
Cai Gen followed the sound and saw that a golden light mask had already appeared in front of the city gate.
Xiao Sun and the others were shouting at Cai Gen through the mask, like models in a display window.
Everyone looked extremely urgent, as if Cai Gen was in danger of being doomed after running away.
Where did the shield come from?
Cai Gen took a closer look and discovered that Hai Dalun had come down from the city wall at some point.
Standing in the center of the mask, holding aloft a shining golden apple.
His face was solemn, as if something big had really happened.
Why did Hai Dalun show up again?
Cai Gen's brain was a little unable to keep up.
Turning his head to look at Agamemnon next to him, he saw that he was completely covered in black blood vessels, and his original appearance could not be seen.
Moreover, the whole body was shrouded in a cloud of black air, and an evil and cold aura continued to emanate.
The coalition troops in the distance, like Agamemnon, were completely blackened, and their style of painting had changed.
Is this what Pu Luo said, being eroded by darkness and being demonized?
No, when they were in a trench, whether it was a lion or a Hydra, their bodies were just a little strange, with some bones and flesh exposed, but it was not that serious, and there were not so many special effects.
Could it be that Hai Dalun, seeing that he had never been on the right track, couldn't get nervous, was too ungrateful, took strong drugs, and arranged a sudden plot?
In an atmosphere where everyone was so nervous that it seemed like the sky was about to collapse, Cai Gen really couldn't get nervous.
Slowly and leisurely, I looked at the sand on the ground, and then at the sky in the distance.
He reached out and touched the black aura on Agamemnon's body, feeling the touch of darkness.
Cai Gen nodded slowly and came to the final conclusion.
Nothing was seen.
I walked lazily back to the golden shield without encountering any obstruction.
Seeing everyone's frightened faces, Cai Gen just couldn't stand it.
I yelled indifferently, hoping to give everyone some comfort.
"Are you worried? Be careful.
What's going on?
You fought well, why don't you fight?
Did you get the wrong script?
Directly into the end of the world?”
Xiao Sun was the first to come to Cai Gen and checked him up and down for a long time.
"Third uncle, are you okay?
Is there any special feeling?"
Cai Gen didn't understand why Xiao Sun asked this question.
"Yes, I feel very frustrated.
People stretched out their necks and asked me to chop them, but they didn't kill them. It was a real failure."
Xiao Sun pretended to be helpless and asked.
"No, third uncle, do you feel anything in your body?"
Cai Gen stretched his arms, kicked his legs, and touched his face.
"It's just a little hot, can you help me put on my half-sleeves?"
We have to change into summer clothes, what a bad weather it is.
Sometimes it’s cold and sometimes it’s hot, so it’s easy to catch a cold.”
Seeing that Cai Gen was still thinking about nonsense and really didn't understand what was going on, Xiao Sun twisted Cai Gen's head and asked him to look outside the light mask.
The scene Cai Gen saw through the golden light mask at this time was completely different from what he saw at the scene just now.
The original yellow sand, tents, troops, everything has changed.
It seemed like the apple that Prolo took out when he was giving an analogy to himself just now.
The wormholes were rotten and dilapidated, with a layer of black mycelium growing there. It was this layer of mycelium that infected everything outside, turning the originally glorious world into a lifeless one, like a purgatory on earth.
Especially the still writhing Rashi World Hero, as if his body was covered with mold from expired yogurt. It was disgusting and ugly, even worse than the black threads he saw just now.
Cai Gen watched, quickly rubbed his feet vigorously, and kept wiping his hands on his clothes.
Just now I had a hand and touched Agamemnon.
If I saw him like this, I would rather touch shit than touch him.
No wonder Xiao Sun asked himself if something was wrong.
Everything outside is infected, how come I am okay?
Looking at the inside and outside of the golden light shield, it's like two completely different worlds.
It seems that the shield produced by the golden apple completely isolates the outside world.
Yes, that disgusting thing.
"Hai Dalun, just do it.
Is this a biological weapon?"
Hai Dalun held the golden apple high and looked outside nervously with a serious face.
Being scolded loudly by Cai Gen, she looked like a little girl who had made a mistake, panicking and not knowing what to do.
At the end, I burst into tears.
"Daddy, I was wrong.
Just wanted to make a joke with you.
I didn't expect it would end up like this.
I was wrong, really wrong."
Godfather?
Cai Gen felt like he was numb immediately.
From the scalp to the toenails, the bones were all crispy.
Being called out made Cai Gen forget all the strange things outside.
Remember, they have someone called Shimizu who cooks.
Some people call them masters.
Some people directly call the god of suffering.
It’s just that no one has ever called me godfather.
What Hai Dalun called was definitely not Cai Gen, but the God of Pain.
Is the God of Bitterness Hai Dalun’s godfather?
Oh my gosh, Cai Gen feels as if he has discovered the great secret of the God of Pain.
Let’s look at Hai Dalun who is crying with tears in his eyes. It’s so beautiful.
Even when she cries, she looks so good-looking, which makes people unconsciously feel protective.
She is such a little fairy, possessing all the qualities of a goddaughter.
Cai Gen mobilized all his concentration and reached out to hold Xiao Sun's shoulders.
Not daring to look at Hai Dalun, he gritted his teeth and kept a straight face.
Pretend to be like a godfather and be as blunt as possible.
"Where did you go wrong?"
This chapter has been completed!