Wang Jin looked at the fuzzy flesh and blood in front of him that was constantly trembling with anger, smiled, and then stretched out his hand.
"We pay with one hand and deliver the goods with the other hand."
"You will pay the price."
A vague object protruded from the flesh and blood, and he couldn't wait to snatch the eyeball from Wang Jin's hand.
The young man who lost his chips opened his arms. There was no trace of panic on his pale face, but a gentle smile.
It's like meeting a friend you haven't seen for many years and wanting to exchange gifts.
Just the courage to remain calm and calm in the face of divine evil is enough to be amazing.
The young man gritted his teeth as he watched the slowly twitching god, trying hard not to let his legs shake too much.
Not because of fear, but because of pain and lack of physical strength.
But he must hold back and not reveal even a single flaw.
The god's patience has been exhausted, so he can only hand over the eyeball first.
Of course, since he heard that the other party regarded the blessing as a curse, Wang Jin was not worried about his going back on his word.
The evil being being played would never let go of any opportunity to torture Wang Jin.
"good."
The god of evil trembled, and there was even a hint of joy in his tone.
He, who had no emotion at first, was suddenly angered by Wang Jin.
This human being is very annoying and annoying. I can't kill him anymore, I can only watch him repeatedly committing suicide in front of me.
But he also had some of the power necessary to complete his mission, which made the situation even more complicated.
It's like a toad that has swallowed a winning lottery ticket. If you kill it, you will destroy the lottery ticket. If you don't kill it, you can only watch it jump around and make people sick.
And now, I can finally give this hateful human being the most vicious curse.
That perfect new world would never accept him.
After the deal is concluded, having regained all his strength, he will torture him to death before sacrificing him.
Although the aura attached to this man is terrifying, she will definitely solve everything with her magnificent power.
The god of evil shook his body, and his eyes embedded in flesh and blood emitted a strange light.
"You will bear the most painful curse."
Amber light flickered, enveloping Wang Jin's entire body.
The fuzzy flesh and blood split horizontally, revealing a ragged tongue and sparse teeth.
It is an organ that can barely be called a mouth.
The huge and ugly mouth opened, revealing the disturbing light inside.
"You will linger in this unhappy place, and your dirty soul will never escape."
"Her light cannot shine upon you, and you will grope in darkness until death."
"Wang Jin, I curse you in the name of evil."
"Curse you to never ascend to the new world."
An obscure and thick voice sounded, and the language full of sacred meaning was spoken by such a blasphemous thing.
"Ah, thank you very much."
There was no trace of fear on the face of the young man shrouded in light, but a bright smile.
The next second, it seemed to be to confirm the words of God.
Red lines spread across Wang Jin's pale face, causing heartbreaking pain.
The bones were twisted and shattered, and then healed quickly due to some strange force.
The skin cracked and the muscles disintegrated, seemingly turning Wang Jin into pieces of flesh, but the blood-red lines held him together tightly, leaving only the pain of being torn and twisted over and over again.
If you want to wear a crown, you must bear its weight.
If you want to have the blessing of strange stories, you have to bear the corresponding price.
Not to mention that the evil god hates him so much that he will definitely try his best to prevent Wang Jin from having an easy time.
"Damn, that's so exciting."
Wang Jin cursed, but still managed not to cry out in pain.
He felt like he was going to pass out.
"Perception."
The crack in the flesh ball slowly opened and closed, and Wang Jin's senses instantly became extremely sensitive, and even the sound of raindrops falling to the ground could be heard clearly.
Unfortunately, what is also intensified is the pain that almost drives people crazy.
"Don't pass out, just enjoy this moment."
The voice coming from the body of the god of sin was full of hatred.
He was not a fool, he was just afraid of Wang Jin's aura, so he seemed to be restrained.
But now, the imminent completion of the sacrificial ceremony left him no worries.
Wang Jin could feel that His aura as a god was gradually weakening and becoming more and more human-like.
"The greater the mood swings, the weaker the power? What a weak divinity."
Wang Jin desperately thought about various things, trying to distract himself.
My body no longer obeyed, but the crushing pain still came through without any reservation.
"Based on this line of sight, I should still be standing."
Wang Jin turned his eyes and checked his status.
The carefully trimmed black hair faded and grew quickly, and the long snow-white hair was flying in the air.
The originally warm temperament became cold and indifferent to everything.
It's actually somewhat similar to the evil one.
"Are you cursed by her?"
Wang Jin endured the pain that was as painful as digging into his bones, and raised his head to look at the evil being.
This strange change is exactly the same as that of the god, but it lacks the power in him.
"You don't deserve to know."
The three eyes moved slowly, with strong hostility.
He seemed to be hesitating whether to take this young man's life.
"Yo? You want to kill me?"
The young man grinned, his cheeks slightly distorted by pain showing a mocking smile.
"That's right."
The god of evil twisted a little, and amber light began to flow.
"This is in an urban area. You from the human camp cannot allow that great being to appear here."
"That's hard to say."
Wang Jin tilted his head, and the Ancient God's Eyes under his skin slowly moved, as if they were about to open at any moment.
"You can try."
"you…"
The blur of flesh and blood twisted, followed by a long silence.
In this mutual test, Wang Jin won again.
The god of evil did not dare to bet on whether Wang Jin would summon that great being. He shook his head and gave up the idea, opened his mouth and swallowed the fourth eyeball, turned around and left.
"Yo? Are you ready to sacrifice?"
"It's a pity, it's too late."
Wang Jin screamed crazily behind Shen Ni, and he found that this would significantly alleviate his own pain.
Of course, he wasn't sarcastic.
A familiar smell came from the distance, it was the strange smell unique to the secret ceremony.
He had just enough time, and support from the command bureau was about to arrive.
As long as the sacrificial ceremony for the gods lasts a little longer, there will be no need at all...
"What the hell?"
Wang Jin was stunned as he looked at the evil creature that suddenly disintegrated into pieces of flesh.
The next second, the blood-red lines originally embedded in the fuzzy mass of flesh soared into the sky and turned into incantations with unknown meanings.
The sacrifice ended without warning, leaving no one prepared.