The gleaming green light of "Slaying the Demon" was reflected in Amei's dark pupils.
The tip of the sword trembled.
Only a few centimeters difference.
It can penetrate into the brain.
Li Changan had a premonition.
When this sword falls, everything here will be wiped out.
But it's just within this millimeter.
The blade is hard to drop.
Because of this, several palms were lifted up from the pile of corpses beside the dying Huandie, and they all grasped the sword blade tightly.
These palms may be covered with scales and black hair, or their joints may be abnormally bent, or their nails may be as sharp as hooks, but they all have common characteristics.
Broken, mutilated, bloody.
Just like their owners.
The tatters were piled up on the mountain of corpses. Their pupils were gray and their limbs were stiff, silently telling the fact that they were already dead.
But how can a group of dead "people" suddenly "resurrection" to block the sword's edge?
The flash of lightning is not enough to reflect carefully.
The Taoist priest felt a sudden void at his feet.
He lost his center of gravity and fell down.
The corpse mound collapsed?
No.
The Taoist priest was surprised to find that the corpses piled up around him, whether they were disemboweled or torn into several pieces, or even a bone or a piece of minced meat, were all "alive" at this time.
Between each other, the hair is entangled with the hair, the internal organs are crowded with the internal organs, the teeth are biting the teeth, sticky, surging, forming a high wall to squeeze against themselves.
Li Changan subconsciously wanted to swing his sword.
However.
An unknown number of minions emerged from under his feet and around his body, grabbing his hands and feet, wrapping around his waist and abdomen, and biting his neck, causing the protective golden light to flash frequently.
Li Changan finally freed his hand and was about to take out the yellow talisman from his bag, but his eyes suddenly darkened.
look up.
Countless weird corpses were twisted in even weirder postures, kneaded into a wall, and wrapped around themselves.
Only when you are close can you see it faintly.
Many black filamentous things were crawling among the corpses.
Taoist priests understand clearly.
It's those black lines, those black lines formed by resentment and densely covered in every corner of the illusion.
It is they who "resurrect" the corpse and weave it into a "giant mouth" to swallow it whole!
The Taoist priest's heart trembled.
at this time.
"boom!"
Suddenly there was fire and sound.
The crumbling protective golden light on his body immediately shattered.
at the same time.
The wall of skeletons and corpses next to it was also blasted with a huge gap.
A pair of hands reached in and grabbed the Taoist priest's shoulders.
The nose smells a familiar fragrance.
The whole person soared into the sky.
Fly out of the corpse cage.
…………
There are not many things alive in the fantasy world now.
At this critical moment, who else can save Li Changan from danger?
Yu Mei pulled the Taoist priest out of the mountain of corpses.
Just landed.
"What happened?!"
She always showed her coolness to others, but at this moment, her tone was unexpectedly panicked.
Just now, she was searching the surroundings for anyone alive, but the muffled sound that sounded like a heartbeat crumpled up, and she was horrified to find that her connection with the illusion was actually severed.
She is one of the centers of the illusion. It can be said that she herself is part of the illusion. Even the phantom butterfly, Yu Mei, can only suppress her, confuse her, and try to control her, but cannot expel her.
But in just a short moment, without any warning, the umbilical cord between the illusion and her was suddenly cut off.
For a moment, I had the illusion that a lonely ghost was wandering around the world with nowhere to stay.
Not only that, even the connection with Dionysus was cut off, and he could not get a response from Dionysus despite repeated calls.
Go back and look for Li Changan.
I happened to find the Taoist priest trapped in the corpse cave.
…
Li Changan couldn't answer Yu Mei's question, and he didn't bother to answer. He stared at the mountain of corpses.
There, black threads kept weaving back and forth, weaving the corpses and quickly closing the gap created by the explosion.
In the blink of an eye, only a small window remains.
Through that window.
You can see the joy and pride that never fades from Huandie's face.
It can be seen that Amei tore open Huandie's belly and stood in the middle of the pile of bones. Her dark eyes suddenly lowered to meet the Taoist priest's burning gaze.
Look at each other for a moment.
His expression changed, and he seemed to be smiling but not smiling.
Like a poisonous snake slithering up his back, Li Changan's hair stood on end.
"Kill her!"
Yu Mei was puzzled for a moment.
"quick!"
Yu Mei finally took action, and it was the killing move.
Several finger-sized black beads were thrown onto the corpse mound.
And refers to making tactics.
"Edict."
time.
The Yin thunder of Guishui that was nurtured in it rumbled out.
The black lightning flashed like sparks, and was as silent as ink soaked in ink. Wherever it passed, no matter flesh and blood, carapace, hair... it dried up first, then cracked, and finally collapsed into black sand and slid down.
There was another bang.
Li Changan ran into it with his sword.
Gravel was scattered in all directions.
Feijian took the opportunity to break free and returned with joy, trembling in the box.
At the same time, half of the phantom butterfly was also revealed.
The reason why it is half of it is because it only has a head connected to the backbone, but it has a sneer look on its face, apparently still struggling to survive.
"Where's Amei?"
It just smiled and said nothing.
The Taoist priest ignored it. He intuitively felt that Amei did not die from the thunder and fire, but sank deeper into the mountain of corpses.
"Come again!"
The Taoist priest urged Yu Mei and prepared to use the flying sword again.
But at this time.
"Boom."
The dull sound like a heartbeat sounded again.
Li Changan felt his body tilt, his vision blurred, and the wind roared in his ears. It was as if the mountain of corpses under his feet were suddenly spinning, along with himself.
Didn't stand firm.
There was another loud roar from behind.
Yu Mei immediately grabbed the Taoist priest's collar and jumped into the sky.
Li Changan had quick eyes and quick hands and grabbed Huan Die's spine.
People were surprised to find it in mid-air.
It turns out that what passed by underfoot was not an attacker, but a... river?
It was pulled out from the river bed, the river surged, and even across the wooden bridge, the boat floated, like a caught earthworm, twisting and flying over, and became entangled with the mountain of corpses.
Immediately behind are countless broken bricks and rubble.
Look around.
Everything in the world is shaking and ready to move.
…………
Bridges, streets, buildings, even clouds, air and water... everything is captured by invisible gravity and violently involved in the huge whirlpool that stirs the heaven and earth.
The ground was no longer able to stand, so Yu Mei had to use a magic weapon to transform into a wooden kite the size of a horse, and carry the two people into the air to avoid being swallowed by the earth and rocks.
But there is no peace in the air.
The debris rolled up by the whirlpool, such as an uprooted tree, a boat, half a house... came one after another like a stormy wave. The two of them worked together, and they smashed countless tile roofs, brick walls, and chopped down After breaking many stone bridges and wooden beams, I tried all my means and was almost exhausted before everything calmed down for the time being.
on the ground.
The rows of tiled roofs, the exquisite courtyards dotted among them, and the dense stone alleys have all disappeared. Even the network of rivers and waterways have been torn, crushed, and filled in. In the ruins, they were torn out by the whirlpool. Countless deep grooves and hills resemble creeping scars.
Heaven.
It was as if a layer of skin had been peeled off from the sky, revealing the hollow white underneath, while the even paler clouds were pulled into strands and formed into a spiral shape. According to inertia, they converged round and round towards the source of everything - the corpse mound. , No, the corpse mound has long since disappeared, replaced by a strange creation made of earth, stone, bones, flesh and construction debris, standing tall and blocked by floating clouds.
This thing is alive.
Keep a slow pace.
Constantly shrinking and expanding.
It's like a rough, weird, abominable, huge heart that smashed the city to pieces and glued it together with flesh and blood.
As the "heart" beats, it makes a heavy muffled sound, and the earth shakes. Smoke and dust and strong winds squeeze out of the ravines, and the wailing echoes among the ruins.
…………
The wooden kite landed slowly.
The two of them shared the elixirs and magic wine, seizing the time to recover their magic power and physical strength. They looked at the huge thing not far away, which could not be reached at a glance, and their expressions were not good-looking.
Fortunately for Li Changan, he had no shortage of experience in fighting against giant monsters. At the moment, he just frowned and fell into his usual deep thoughts.
But Yu Mei’s eyebrows were already hairy.
She swallowed the pill indiscriminately and grabbed the phantom butterfly.
"what is that?"
"What the hell are you doing?!"
Huan Die's condition was actually even worse. His body turned gray, with faint cracks appearing, and fragments the size of fingernails were constantly peeling off his head and spine.
Its body had long been burned by Li Changan, and the residue had been mixed into Gu wine and blended into the flesh and blood of demons. The current body was actually transformed by the soul. This situation meant that the remaining soul of it was also gradually dissipating.
But even though it was about to lose its soul, it still grinned, its face shattered in ridicule.
"What is that?" It imitated Yu Mei's accent and laughed strangely and sharply. "Didn't you see it? That's Yu Mei."
"The monster dares to talk about it!" Yu Mei gritted his silver teeth and said decisively, "It's just a corpse monster..."
"Corpse demon?" Huandie chuckled strangely, "You actually thought it was just a corpse demon? Huailing, Huailing, although you have transformed, you are still stupid, so how can it be just a corpse demon?"
With a happy expression on his face, he carefully appreciated the anger on Yumei's face and the panic hidden in his eyes.
Word by word.
"That's evil, corpse evil!"
"impossible!"
Yu Mei immediately scolded him angrily.
Although both zombies and zombies are walking corpses.
But the former is a dead corpse rising up to cause trouble, while the latter is a result of the condensed resentment attached to the corpse.
They appear to be the same, but are actually very different.
She was about to continue to refute, but Li Changan suddenly spoke next to her.
"It's right, it is indeed 'evil'."
Yu Mei was surprised.
"But the real person obviously..."
Whether it is the memory of Dionysus or the inheritance of the illusion, Master Yu has stated that Amei's true body is just a corpse demon.
But how can the corpse demon be able to control resentment and corpses?
"Master Yu is wrong."
"How can a real person go wrong?"
Everything that Yu Mei has is given by Master Yu. He regards Master Yu as his parents and gods, and cannot tolerate any wrongdoing.
But Li Changan has no time to argue with her now.
How could it go wrong?
Is it because zombies and zombies have similar characteristics and are easily confused?
Or was it that Yu Zhenren was just starting out and had little experience?
Or is it simply arrogance and willfulness?
The matter has come to this, and it is useless to say more.
The important thing is...
Li Changan pointed at the behemoth in the distance.
He found that the "heartbeat" sounded faster and faster, as if something was about to escape from it.
His eyes are like swords, staring at phantom butterflies.
"What's inside?"
The joy on Huandie's face did not diminish, and she looked at the expression on the Taoist priest's face with great interest.
It's a pity that although Taoist Li's face is ugly, he can't see the annoyance and fear that he wants to see most.
But, soon, soon!
Because his "child" woke up!
The broken head laughed loudly.
The sharp sound mixed with the strong wind and echoed in the smoke and dust of the ruins.
"Naturally, he is an unparalleled monster born with corpses as his heart, resentment as his blood, the corpses of tens of thousands of monsters as his flesh and blood, the souls of my race as his nourishment, and the illusion as his womb!"
It's like a footnote to his words.
The "heartbeat" between heaven and earth suddenly became a hundred times denser, faster, and heavier.
He raised his head in shock.
The behemoth towering into the sky quickly collapsed and collapsed in the "rumbling".
Instantly.
Just like throwing Mount Tai into the East China Sea.
The pressure is so strong that the ground turns upward, the pressure is so strong that the sky falls, and the pressure makes the mountains in the surrounding areas lift up, roll over, and overturn.
The pressure was so great that the city ruins swayed and undulated like water boiling under their feet.
The two had no choice but to take off again on the wooden kite.
But also at this time.
The "mountain" has sunk into the "sea", setting off a huge wave - a huge wave composed of earth, stone, bones, bricks and tiles... in short, all the materials in this city.
Black lines condensed from resentment spread and shuttled between them, faintly weaving blurred faces in the "waves", crying, writhing, biting, one after another, coming in mighty, swallowing up everything.
A small paper kite hovers in front of it alone, like a worm flying over a mountain.
"Daoren Li! Aren't you going to slay demons?"
Huandie is still laughing wildly.
Even though the spiritual light was dissipated so much that he almost lost his soul, his expression became more excited, more proud, and more crazy.
"good!"
"I will give you the most powerful demon..."
The sword light flashed past.
Split in two with wild laughter.
Destroy its nonsense and soul together.
"Come back to your senses."
The Taoist priest patted his brows, which were frightened and bewildered.
Smiling and pointing in the direction behind her.
There, the terrain was fragmented by drastic changes, rolling out numerous treacherous mountain thorns and deep ravines, with countless black lines wandering in and out of them, like the shadows of beasts lurking in the waves, dormant and waiting for ignorant passers-by.
And further away, behind the mountain thorns and deep ditches, the Temple of Bacchus is dilapidated, but still standing.