The woman in the white dress appeared again.

Both Jiang Cheng and Chenran were deeply impressed by the woman in the white dress. The woman had never appeared in Blackstone Town or in the team. She seemed to have appeared out of thin air.

She seems to have a special connection with the white stone plate.

As the woman appears, the ceremony officially begins.

The old man knelt down first, followed by the other captured townspeople, and the low cries gradually formed the main theme here.

Pictures appeared in Jiang Cheng's mind, from different perspectives and directions. It was as if he had traveled back in time and was watching everything in front of him quietly with the eyes of the townspeople.

A huge and ferocious figure appeared from the stone plate. Before it even raised its head, it was already 4 or 5 meters tall. Words like strong were completely pale and weak when applied to it.

The sword-like scales reflect the sharp dark light, and the strong body is not burdensome... It just stands there, motionless and does not make a sound, it is as majestic as a mountain and river.

No one knows what it is, but they have to be impressed by its pervasive majesty.

The faces of the outsiders who were guarding the townspeople showed the fervent worship like mortals meeting gods. They couldn't help but kneel down and pay their respects to this "creature" that had experienced countless years.

The change...is happening right now!

To everyone's surprise, the child who was placed on the stone plate did not get better, but...in the next moment, he was swallowed by the weird "creature".

There was a huge and terrifying chewing sound. Muscles, bones, and skin with hair... were all crushed by sharp teeth, and everyone was shocked.

It was not until the "creatures" on the stone plate disappeared, and a long time passed, that there was a scream.

The woman on the stone plate held a corner of her loose sleeve and wiped the corner of her mouth very naturally.

Just like a noble girl preparing to leave after dinner.

devil......

The woman in the eyes of all outsiders has changed. She actually... actually allowed the monster to eat the child. She is the devil, she must be the incarnation of the devil!

A faint blood-colored halo appeared, gradually evolving into a blood-colored barrier at the edge of the stone plate. The barrier continued to extend, trapping the townspeople and outsiders one after another.

The outsiders' eyes began to turn blood red, and strange powers were eroding their remaining sanity. The primitive fear of monsters and mysterious priests began to become thinner, and anger and greed were struggling and jumping in their eyes.

"Kill her!!"

Someone in the crowd yelled.

The remaining sanity was finally covered up, and outsiders armed with various weapons swarmed forward as if they had received some kind of order.

The townspeople who had been relatively obedient before spontaneously blocked the outsiders, but it was in vain. Soon, groups of townspeople fell into a pool of blood, and large tracts of blood dyed the ground under their feet red.

If you pick up a handful of soil, blood will flow from it.

The woman raised her head, not looking at the carnage happening around her, as if... none of this had anything to do with her.

As the leader of Blackstone Town, the old man was the last one to be killed. Before him, the man among the outsiders brutally split his granddaughter in half, holding one half with the tip of a knife and throwing the other half on the stone plate.

Their ferocious expressions seemed to ask whether they could still be resurrected with only half their bodies.

The old man's eyes were blood red, and he clenched his fists and stared at these shameful bandits. The hatred in his eyes could almost condense into reality, but after a while, the old man suddenly smiled.

When the outsiders tried to pierce his chest with bloody spears, the old man turned around and ran away.

He took strenuous steps and rushed directly towards the white stone plate. The moment his hands touched the stone plate, an even more horrifying scene appeared.

Starting from his hands, the blood in his body seemed to be boiling, and horrifying bloody pustules appeared on the surface of his skin. Large pieces of flesh and blood continued to fall off, leaving only white bones on his two arms.

But even so, he still refused to let go.

The outsiders with the same blood-red eyes were pressing closer, with only pure fanaticism in their eyes.

Since... women allowed demons to eat their children, then they... would just eat women. Disgusting saliva dripped from the corners of their grinned mouths, just like the lowest level in the dark.

Despicable monster.

Maybe...if you eat a woman, you can get the power from her.

The power of immortality...

Such words repeatedly appeared in everyone's mind. Their pupils protruded, and the veins on their arms holding weapons were exposed, surrounding the stone plate.

The woman was still on the stone plate, and the bloody night wind lifted the corners of her skirt. The blood that was inadvertently splashed on her body painted a bloody afterglow on the pure white skirt.

The woman just stood there, as if everything around her had nothing to do with her.

Whether it was the bloody massacre or the townspeople who stood in front of him and fell down row after row, dying for him.

There is no anger, let alone joy or sorrow.

It's better to say it's indifferent than calm.

It was as if she saw a vast and ancient history in her eyes. The wheels of history rolled forward, and the flesh and blood crushed under the wheels, whether they were wise old men or naughty children, were only glanced at in a hurry.

Anyway, the next second, new flesh and blood will be filled in.

To her, there is no fundamental difference.

The dying old man suddenly turned his head. His face had turned into half white bones, his flesh and blood fell off, and his white bone stubble was exposed. Even his voice had a frightening blur.

The lips have long since disappeared, and the exposed gums are ferocious and terrifying.

The old man grinned and laughed loudly, tears of blood dripping from his eyes, like a prisoner being tortured in hell.

Jiang Cheng frowned slightly, and the old man's wanton laughter echoed in his mind. This is not surprising, some clues in nightmares can indeed affect people's minds.

For those who are weak-minded, rash contact with clues may lead to unpredictable consequences.

He strangely... caught that feeling from the old man's laughter.

The entire clan was slaughtered, relatives died tragically in front of him, and the secret of the altar that could be resurrected was known to the intruders... It is understandable that the old man laughed wildly because of such a bloody feud.

Jiangcheng could understand the emotions such as grief and anger, powerlessness, resentment, curse, etc., but why did the old man's laughter not contain these at all, but only a unique kind of, um... relief.

right!

It’s relief!

It's like a prisoner who is about to be released from prison after his sentence is over.

The flesh and blood melted, and the old man's skeleton fell on the stone plate with a "crash". The round skull rolled out a long way, and did not stop until it hit the woman's feet.
Chapter completed!