The leader of the thugs had a smile on his face, a very upright attitude, and a very gentle tone. He regarded the nameless person as a member of the murder group. Although he was dressed as a strange person even among strange people, but in the deep world
Everyone here is well-informed, nothing surprising.
I was so shocked that I didn't dare to wink or have a private chat. I was afraid of being discovered by the Anonymous Doe, and I just hoped that it could be resolved peacefully. If I was targeted by the forces that contracted the cemetery, and when they hunted the Anonymous Doe, they would definitely hunt me down.
Electric power is also like mourning a concubine.
"Oh, thank you for your concern."
"It's okay."
Anonymous puffed out his cigarette and saw the thug carrying a bottle of wine. He took it without ceremony, bit it open with his teeth, and drank a few big gulps.
It seems that the shocking and fashionable dressing style made Anonymous feel a little cool, and also imprisoned some consciousness and soul, leaving only his head hanging on his waist as a pendant.
It seems that soul addiction has come.
Anonymous crushed a conscious soul into powder, poured it on the back of his hand, and inhaled sharply through his nose.
He took a deep breath.
"Uh-oh!"
Anonymous shook his head intoxicatedly, let out an exaggerated cheer, and pinched his nose, seemingly enjoying himself.
Several thugs who came to share were dumbfounded. Only extremely crazy people would directly take the consciousness soul. The consequences of this are extremely dangerous. It is said that after taking it a few times, addiction will appear. When the consciousness is swallowed, the soul will be felt.
The joy or despair experienced.
This made the gangster look a little grim. Serious people would not come here to hunt for corpses. Most of them were thugs who were hanging around at the bottom, and many of them were fugitives. However, such addicts are still relatively rare. They are terrorists and ordinary people.
There is a difference in the scum.
“It’s a huge amount.”
The boss laughed along with him and continued to add: "As we... agreed before?"
He hinted at Jane Doe's division of the spoils.
With his heart pounding, he quickly opened the private chat mode and explained the situation to the nameless person. These were the cemetery owners, and they tacitly allowed the corpse diggers to kill people and steal goods, but the stolen goods would cost 64 cents.
Just when I was in great shock and praying for a peaceful resolution.
Anonymous patted his head and suddenly realized.
"I understand."
"You're fucking trying to blackmail me."
These people are all strong men in their early twenties, so they are qualified to manage such a big cake in the cemetery. Those in the range of 2.1 to 2.5 are high-level thugs. As for those above 2.5, they no longer disdain these battles.
, often find comfortable and lucrative positions in big cities.
People who are infinitely close to three are called masters, and they are masters wherever they go.
Before the thugs could react.
Anonymous pressed his hands on the thug's head.
Click!
He unscrewed it directly without using any skills. He just pressed it with both hands and injected brute force into it. Bang, it exploded instantly.
The top thug in the cemetery was directly killed by the nameless one, and fell into the cycle of eternal suffering.
The other people saw that the situation was not good, this man was incredibly fierce, why are you looking for corpses at this level, so they ran away quickly.
I saw Wumingshi wave his hand, and pure spiritual energy enveloped several people. Then, under the huge squeeze, they all exploded into soul powder and were pulled into the palm of Wumingshi's hand.
"Old rules, you two, go search for their inheritance."
Immediately afterwards, Anonymous put his nose to the palm of his hand and inhaled hard.
"Boom!"
"Ma'am, ma'am!"
"call……"
Anonymous took a long breath, and his fingers trembled, as if they were flying with joy.
The two were greatly shocked and frightened for a while, and quickly went to search for the relics of several thugs.
After cleaning up quickly.
Anonymous counted the money.
Good guy, these people are extremely rich. They worked hard for several days and didn't even get a fraction. He made a rough calculation and found that it was about over two million.
It was these small groups of thugs who harvested the harvesters' money and accumulated such wealth.
Da Shock and Electric Power were jealous. With so much money, they could buy a large house in a prime location even in Falan City. It was already an explosion.
However, the two of them didn't dare to ask for it. The nameless person was moody, and he might kill someone if he had a fit.
"Look at how hungry the child is..."
Anonymous casually dumped 50,000 yuan, and now the money was almost enough. His expression gradually became colder, and he had an extremely strong desire and obsession. For some reason, even the soul-sucking person couldn't share the slightest bit of the pressure of unknown origin.
, some extremely terrifying nightmare is haunting me. If I don't do it, a coldness that pierces my soul will penetrate my whole body. There is no torture comparable to that cold winter.
He knew he had to do something, but he didn't know where to start. There might be only one way, and that was to find his own essence.
"father!"
"You are my biological father!"
I was so shocked that I burst into tears. I had never seen so much money in my life.
Electric power is more cautious. After taking this money, you can never look back. Although participating in the corpse hunt is considered a dangerous desperate job, if you follow this madman to complete his journey, you will be in danger. In the deep world
There are ways to torture people forever,
What Anonymous means is to earn money in this cemetery for a while, and when the accumulation reaches a considerable level, he will leave and explore the outside world. Like most undead in the deep world, he longs to escape from eternal suffering and find his own essence.
But this is a road of no return. On the road, there are not only madmen who hold the same idea and use any means to obtain resources, but they may also have to face the ancient gods of the beginning.
The Ancient God of Taichu is the most ancient and powerful existence in the deep world, because those are all embodied, three shackles, which themselves constitute the framework of the deep world, projecting the supreme existence of the universe.
Even the Lord cannot see enough in front of those beings.
And the deep realm is vast, with too many planes and too many horrors.
Not to mention that there are still strange disasters and layer upon layer of crises. Most of the dead souls in the deep world have become discouraged and are willing to fall into this eternal cycle and suffer torture.
The worst part is, I heard from Da Shock that this guy who transformed into a corpse is most likely a guy who has been notorious since ancient times. Otherwise, there would be no way he would have so many soul imprints on his body. There are also limitations to this supreme supernatural power.
, one life can only leave very little meaning, and it may take several lives to complete a complete message.
And the mark on him is definitely an existence that is too ancient to be imagined.
"We should get out of here immediately."
"The force that undertook this cemetery is called Black Coffin. It is a force that spans several large planes."
"These thugs all have marks on their bodies, and when they die, they will send messages to their strongholds."
"Maybe there are still images from before death."
"It's not a wise move to stay here."
Electric power reminds.
Anonymous frowned because he knew nothing about the surrounding information.
"so."
"Now it's time for you two to come into play."
"I need to go to a larger city to understand the situation."
"There must also be a safe hiding spot."
"But... it doesn't matter if it's not safe. Even if it's a trap, it doesn't matter even if there is a rift between you and your alliance to deceive me."
"I like gambling."
Suddenly, Wumingshi began to go crazy. It seemed that the cold made his blood surge up, and his eyes were filled with madness and ferociousness.
"It's just... reincarnation anyway."
"I'm not afraid! This endless purgatory!"
"So you have to think about it."
"At least I will get rid of you two before I die."
After saying that, Anonymous drank a few sips of wine, and caressed the hair on his head and waist with a cruel smile.
Under that cruel face.
Both of them fell into a kind of extreme fear, with the hairs all over their bodies standing on end.
