Chapter 211 The advent of silence (78): Banquet (Part 2)
"Is this... the beginning?" Laite exclaimed and asked Feng.
Due to the urgency of the situation, Laite had no time to wait for Feng's response, so he quickly recited the Chinese language and began to form spirits as quickly as possible.
In the flash of lightning, Laite's hands were quickly covered by a rich red halo.
That was the red magic source power, the mysterious and extraordinary power that had been with him during this period, and it was also the word he saw when he woke up in this world for the first time!
It's weird but powerful, extraordinary but mysterious, causing trouble but giving Lite a near-invincible future.
But facing these people who belonged to the Church of Dark Night, especially the nuns who performed rituals and performances for him in the hall, Laite did not want to hurt them.
After all, he didn't know the true intentions of the Church of Dark Night, and he couldn't make an accurate assessment of the consequences of hurting the nuns.
After only 0.3 seconds of extremely fast thinking, Laite chose to summon the "Red Kite Eagle Shield" for defense.
The nuns who soared and rolled in the air with the help of the guardrail beside the pool "danced" in mid-air in an extremely elegant and powerful posture, showing off their curvaceous figures wantonly.
Finally, the six nuns simultaneously held daggers from six different positions in front of Laite's body and stabbed Laite hard.
At this moment, Laite's face suddenly shone like a light bulb that was about to be damaged. Just when the dagger was about to reach his vital points, it was blocked by a pure red shield, making a crisp sound caused by metal collision.
.
when!
At the moment of blocking, the iris pattern of the "Red Kite Eagle Shield" emits a bright light like daylight.
Taking advantage of the light's interference with the nun's field of vision, Laite quickly withdrew his shield and chose to simply release the red magic power without modification.
Under the impact of the force, the nuns were instantly ejected. After rolling several times in the air, they landed gracefully and extremely smoothly on the cold hall floor.
"Laite...brother." Feng looked at Laite slightly blankly, as if confused by the decision he made in an instant and the burst of red magic power.
He has never actually seen the red magic power that is rumored to be deeply related to the gods, but based on Laite's performance within 1-2 seconds, even if Laite deliberately suppresses this power, it is still powerful.
An extraordinary and violent product.
"They didn't give me any time to prepare!" Jianfeng responded, Laite reprimanded in a more serious tone.
"The ceremony just now... has been completed," Feng's tone was obviously trembling, "so now, a banquet must be prepared for you personally... personally."
"Let's be clear. I've been listening to stories and philosophies all morning, and now I need easy-to-understand explanations," Lite demanded angrily.
He didn't notice that at this moment, his hands were covered with protruding, almost red blood vessels, and his eyes turned red and even rippled, like burning hot lava.
Feng did not dare to look directly at Laite, who had become somewhat terrifying under the catalysis of the red magic source. His body took a half step back as a natural reaction, and said in a cowardly tone:
"This is a banquet...a banquet prepared for you. Your power is still short of the last step...a step of catalysis. These nuns...they will fight you with all their strength until you pierce their hearts and drain their bodies cleanly."
The last bit of strength. They...will sacrifice themselves for you and become...become...your...food."
"Feng, you really think of me as...a monster!" Laite roared angrily.
After all, from beginning to end, Laite had never regarded himself as a lost person. Even under Feng's persuasion, he at most planned to accept this identity rather than accept it.
Now, the Church of Dark Night actually plans to let him kill... to "catalyze" itself and inspire more powerful power.
Let’s not talk about the probability of success of this behavior, and whether it will cause him to have a mental breakdown in the process of killing, or plant some crazy “seeds”. Judging from the current war situation, extraordinary powers such as magic source power
If they could defeat the technological power controlled by the empire, the three major churches would already be able to control the empire. Why should they hope to open up the realm of gods?
Thinking of this, the redness in Laite's eyes dimmed slightly. He lowered his hands and removed the red magic power that had just condensed.
At the same time, the shield and red light in his hand also disappeared after shining a few times.
"Are you afraid?"
Feng, who had lost the mental influence brought by the red magic power, returned to normal tone, squinted at Laite with disdain, and asked.
"It's not necessary, and I don't want to become a monster." Laite shook his head and looked at those who had just been repelled and were twisting their necks wantonly on the ground, with their bodies in weird postures, turning out and twisting uncontrollably.
nun.
"Escape can't solve the problem, Brother Laite." Feng said in a soft tone:
"You need to experience a 'watering' of blood in order to thrive in the Wasteland Era. The red magic source power may be an evil thing created by the Creator under the bewitchment of the devil. From the first moment you are contaminated, you are doomed.
You can no longer exist as a true human being. Besides, you are still a [Order]. Remember Yin Fan 22. Although he was a great emperor of Crusted, he spent his whole life killing."
"Killing? Killing..." Laite murmured, thinking.
"In the first few years after he ascended the throne, because there was no sunflower pattern in the design of the empire's national emblem, but apricot flowers were added, he sentenced the design team and other officials to hanging. In the middle and later period of his rule of the empire,
Only the Battle of Nebsk against the Eventrai Empire and the Battle of Kashen Silver Mine against the Zine Empire killed millions of people. But this did not prevent him from becoming one of the greatest emperors of the Third Age.
.”
"Besides, it is said that Yin Fan 22 controls the magic source power of the light system. He has broken through the level 1: confusion and entered the order of demigods."
"Are you saying that you have to kill to become a god?" Laite asked.
"What do you think?" Feng asked, with a smile on his lips.
"Sure enough, it's... killing." Laite repeated this terrible word in his mouth.
Immediately afterwards, he felt that the surrounding environment suddenly became hot, as if he was near hot magma. The surrounding air instantly became thinner, making him feel that an invisible hand was grabbing his throat, making him
Out of breath.
The hot feeling brought extreme agitation, and Laite also found that his chest felt so congested that he wanted to have a fight to vent his anger.
Under the dual influence of the environment and spirit, Laite once again surged the magic power in his body in the most violent way.
Suddenly, countless red silk threads wrapped around his body, and soon they turned into a red halo and attached to Laite's body.
His eyes turned red again, his chest emitted an irrepressible red light, and the blood vessels on his exposed skin were horribly red. From a close look, Laite looked like a wild beast about to go crazy!
"That's it...that's right." Feng once again felt the oppressive feeling brought by the power of the red magic source.
This time he chose to walk quickly along the edge of the hall away from Laite, and ordered:
"Sisters, come on. If Laite hadn't killed you, you would have turned into monsters. This is the price of the dark night. Of course, your souls will be taken care of by the Lord, and you will die without pain.
"
As soon as Feng finished speaking, the six nuns who had just attacked Laite suddenly roared.
Then, their bodies began to convulse uncontrollably. After a few seconds, they collectively took off all the decorations on their heads, revealing messy hair, bloodshot eyes, mouths full of fangs, and bodies.
Turning outwards, walking towards Laite with weird steps.
"Disgusting!" Laite yelled angrily, and then, four "touches of darkness" quickly stretched out from his back.
He took two steps forward, found the right distance, and with just one attack, four tentacles penetrated the heads of the four nuns.
Immediately afterwards, the anger and depression in his heart would not allow him to give the other nuns a chance to breathe. He clasped his hands together and immediately pulled away, using the power of the red magic source to condense into a mixture of light.
Then, the light quickly condensed into two arrows used by the archers of the Western Continent in the Second Era. As Laite waved his hands vigorously, they shot straight outward and penetrated the chests of the other two nuns.
After hesitating sluggishly for two seconds, the two nuns swayed on the spot a few times, then a mixture of hot "burning liquid" and blood poured out from their mouths and fell to the ground on their backs.
Seeing this scene, the remaining seven nuns finally no longer maintained their still and twisted postures. They wiped the blood from the corners of their mouths as if they had been trained, turned their heads, and glared at Laite.
Then, they stood up straight away and made a strange and harsh cry.
First there was a "dumb" crow, then a shrill cry, and then it turned into a wail that broke the spirit.
Their eyes gradually became miserable, as if they had lost their eyes.
When the non-human voices disappeared, they chanted in unison:
"When the wind and sand no longer shake."
"When the lake begins to boil."
"When gluttony, greed, sloth, excess, pride, lust and wrath prevail."
"The red light will dispel all the 'sadness'."
"Machines will no longer lament, and humans will no longer cry."
"Blood will give you godhood."
After reciting, the six nuns all inserted the daggers into the mechanical heart. As the red "burning liquid" flowed outward, countless blue threads emerged from their bodies again, but this time they no longer came from
It comes from the mouth, but from the abdomen.
Immediately afterwards, Laite noticed that six giant spider-like tentacles stretched out from the backs of the nuns. They squirmed and gushed out extremely corrosive acid.
"Brother Laite, time is running out...use this to kill them. After the killing is completed, you will be blessed!" Feng's voice came from the side of Laite.
He subconsciously turned his head and looked, and saw that Feng Jiang had brought the "Crazy Bear" pistol that had been with him at some point, raised it, and threw it at him with all his strength.
Laite instantly understood Feng's intention. He quickly jumped up, took the pistol in mid-air, and after rolling on the ground a few times, he surged up the remaining red magic power in his body and poured it into the pistol, making the silver-white
The pistol turned red. He raised the pistol, pointed it at the nuns, and fired six bullets composed purely of magic power as quickly as possible.