"I...we...are not..."

The extremely sarcastic words made Mike, who was in a pitiable situation, not know how to answer for a while.

Xia Xiu didn't expect an answer from him. He was here to carry out the trial.

All flesh stained with this flower of blood and bone will be judged with fire and sword.

"Everyone will be rewarded according to his deeds, whether good or evil."

The fourth sword holder in the Kingdom of Heaven said in an extremely indifferent tone.

Then, holding Mike's skull, he walked towards Sarah, the boss of the factory.

The fractured area of ​​Sarah's skull was covered with various flesh bubbles, which were densely packed and disgusting.

Pfft batch——

Accompanied by bursts of popping sounds, the meat bubble suddenly exploded and turned into a large mouth full of jagged teeth.

The big mouth opened as if to swallow everything, and then it began to turn into a pile of living flesh, squirming crazily.

The pile of living flesh quickly expanded and turned into a group of tentacles, which were covered with sharp teeth and spikes, as if countless ferocious mouths were screaming silently.

The tentacles were waving wildly in the air, exuding a strong putrid smell, like a demon crawling out of the abyss.

Bones spurted out of the cavity, with sticky blood and rotten internal organs flying everywhere.

The terrifying mass continued to deform under Xia Xiu's gaze, and its tentacles twisted into various weird postures, as if performing a disgusting dance.

This terrifying mass was being pulled by some kind of force and quickly merged with the three dead people, swallowing their bodies and souls together.

Cackling——

The pieces of meat made a blood-curdling creaking sound during the fusion process, which was a scream as if the bones were being torn apart.

The remains of Sarah, Lina and Jack gradually disappeared under the entanglement of the tentacles, turning into an invisible mass of flesh.

Eventually, this disgusting lump of flesh metamorphoses into a new, increasingly degraded form.

It no longer had a human form, but turned into a tangled mass of flesh and bones, exuding endless stench and a breath of terror.

Countless tentacles stretched out from the flesh, and each tentacle had countless ferocious mouths, as if they were screaming and wailing silently.

Xia Xiu looked coldly at the horrific scene in front of him. The monster intertwined with flesh and bones gradually took shape under his gaze.

He narrowed his eyes slightly and showed a cold smile at the corner of his mouth.

"The [Flemish Tearer Mark] unique to [Poison Moon] among the eight ranks."

"A kind of flesh and blood mark born in the sarkic patriarchal system. Different from the natural mark obtained from the divine meal and the bloodline mark passed down by blood heirs, this kind of mark left by the patriarch does not have many technical thresholds and usage restrictions, so

, are often used to exploit the lower class or reform lower class believers.”

"In the past, the Solomonic Order abused this mark, which led to a split, which led to the emergence of the White Worm Secret Order. Unexpectedly, as the White Worm Secret Order, you have now returned to this land where you worship the past and mock the present.

Tradition."

While Xia Xiu was talking, the strange monster in the pool let out a low roar, twisted its countless tentacles, and pounced towards Xia Xiu.

The monster's eyes flashed red, full of hatred and murderous intent.

Xia Xiu didn't panic at all, he just stood there quietly.

Boom boom boom——

[Sisyphus], who had been floating behind him, suddenly raised his fists, and his fists were covered with space ripples, as if endless kinetic energy was condensed on them.

At the moment when the monster was about to attack, [Sisyphus]'s fist swung out like lightning, hitting the monster's core directly.

Buzz buzz——

With this punch, the space seemed to be torn apart, and the air was filled with invisible concussive force.

Wherever the fist touched, ripples spread like water waves, instantly shattering the monster's flesh and bones.

The monster let out a shrill scream, and then its entire body was torn into countless pieces like pieces of paper.

Puff Puff Puff!!!

Flesh and blood splattered, and bones collapsed.

The air was filled with a strong smell of blood, and the ground was quickly stained with a layer of red.

Xia Xiu looked at everything in front of him coldly, with a look of contempt and disgust on his face.

"This flesh-and-blood transformation technology is really bad. To create something like this, it doesn't even have half of the power of [Behemoth]."

His words were full of sarcasm, as if he were watching a group of lame apprentices imitating the work of a master.

Then, he raised his right hand and clasped Mike's skull with his five fingers. His left hand rubbed his chin habitually, with a playful expression on his face.

"Besides the four of you, there is another person who ran away. That person also used the function of the [Human Bone Church] to run, and his movements were faster than yours. When I took action, he quickly generated the contamination impact.

The channel then fled, and it seems that he is the imprint engraver of that extremely bad work."

Mike felt the relaxed but frightening tone, and couldn't help but shudder in his heart.

"The ways you run away are quite colorful, but you really think you can run away just by being mindless and unhappy. You are not the only ones who can use the power of sin-eating..."

There was a hint of playfulness in Xia Xiu's words, and he squeezed Mike's skull hard with his five fingers. Cracks spread rapidly on the surface of the bone, making a clicking sound.

Mike felt as if his whole soul had been torn apart by five horses. The pain was unbearable and he almost fainted.

At this moment, he was horrified to feel a familiar wave, which was the flesh shaping technique and divine meal wave of the Sarkic lineage.

He once had the opportunity to see a person with similar marks, and that person had six fingers.

There is such a record in the historical fragments of the Sin-Eater Church about the Great Warlock: Ion was born with supernatural powers and had six fingers on his hands.

At this moment, when Mike, who only had his skull left, saw this familiar aura again, he couldn't help but look at Xia Xiu in horror, and said in horror:

"Seal of Ion!?!"

A dark red rotating symbol appeared on Xia Xiu's right hand. The whole shape was a circle, with a small dot in the center and six arc-shaped lines radiating outward from the center, forming a windmill-like pattern.

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! The end of each arc shows sharp corners and bifurcations, like claws or spikes of some kind of creature.

These arcs are not only dynamic, they seem to be constantly rotating and expanding.

The periphery of the circle is like Ouroboros, with the ends connected, symbolizing infinite loops.

Xia Xiu ignored the horrified Mike and instead said to himself:

"To be honest, I haven't started the divine meal ceremony for a long time, so I'm a bit unfamiliar, so you may feel a little pain as a sacrifice later. But you just have to endure it and it will pass quickly. Even though you are not happy often, you will get over it quickly.

But he still eats very quickly."

At this moment, Xia Xiu's [Seal of Yen], which he had not seen for a long time, began to become hot.

This dark red symbol exudes a strange light, as if declaring some ancient and terrifying power.

Mike's skull trembled slightly in his hands, feeling an indescribable sense of oppression, and the chill deep in his soul surged like a tide, completely submerging him.

The blond young man still had that warm and gorgeous smile on his face, and the golden eyes in his eyes were shining, as if he was admiring a perfect work of art.

His fingers gently rubbed the cracks on the surface of the skull, his movements were gentle and delicate, but they made Mike feel a heartbreaking pain.

"That person ran away with his mindless and unhappy power." Xia Xiu's voice was low and long, "So, I can only use my mindless power to locate him. After all, I only came here for one thing -

I will repay each one according to his deeds.”

A demon-like ancient parchment appeared in front of the blond young man.

A series of quaint words began to appear on the genealogy book of the sin of eating (carnal) that had not been seen for a long time.

[N?lk? subsystem is temporarily equipped——]

[God’s Meal Time——]

"ah!!!"

Mike's soul trembled in severe pain, and his consciousness gradually faded in fear and despair.

He tried to speak, but no sound came out. He could only pray silently in his heart, hoping that this endless pain could end as soon as possible.

Click click click click——

Xia Xiu's fingers exerted slight force, and the cracks on the skull gradually expanded, making a crisp clicking sound.

"Let me go..., please... let me go... we... are all... fellows of the sin-eating genealogy... I don't want to... want to... meet the big... blind god..."

Mike felt as if his soul had been torn apart by five horses, and the pain came like a flood, completely destroying his will.

"Be patient and it will pass soon."

Xia Xiu's voice was still gentle, as if he was comforting a frightened child.

"And we are actually colleagues. Why did you abandon the way of separation? Why did you do nothing against evil, and even became evil?"

As he whispered, the Seal of Yen began to rotate slowly, and the crimson light became more intense in Xia Xiu's palm.

"And you know what sin-eating is?"

"He who eats sin must take out of his kingdom all that causes offence and all evildoers, and throw them into the furnace of fire."
To be continued...