The guillotine is an instrument of death penalty. In a certain country in ancient times, the guillotine was the only legal method of execution. There was once a famous queen who was pushed onto the guillotine and executed.
The guillotine looks like a single door frame, with a head platform below and a gate-type heavy blade above. Pull the heavy blade to the top, press the prisoner's head on the head platform, and then cut off the rope tied to the heavy blade.
, the heavy blade like a small door panel will fall down, and even the toughest neck will be cut off directly.
This guillotine is more than four meters high. The guillotine is made of bronze wood, and the guillotine and heavy blade are both made of black metal.
The guillotine part looked stained with blood. I don’t know how much blood was stained and how many heads had been severed.
The entire guillotine was filled with a ghostly and terrifying aura, as if there were countless evil spirits surrounding them, roaring, wailing, and screaming. They did not approach the temple at all, as if there were countless evil spirits trying to pull them towards the guillotine.
Han Sen was looking at the guillotine when he saw the bald man beside him walking towards the guillotine in the temple. He looked like a puppet without a soul, even his walking posture was very mechanical.
"Bald head." Han Sen growled in a low voice, suddenly waking up Bald head who had already walked to the river bank. Bald head found that he was standing in the river, and the water had already reached his legs. He was so frightened that he ran back quickly.
"That thing is so evil. When I looked at the guillotine, I felt like I really wanted to go there and stick my head in, and then I became confused..." Baldhead said in horror.
"It's okay, I want to see what it is." Han Sen said and walked towards the temple.
He could feel that this temple and the guillotine were very strange, very different from ordinary gods.
Han Sen has entered many temples and met more gods. However, no matter whether it is the Demonic Lotus Son, Emperor Kuang or the one from the Gene Temple, Han Sen feels like he is bound by rules.
No matter how powerful and violent they are, they will always act according to the rules, but the feeling of this decapitated god to Han Sen has an unscrupulous domineering and evil spirit, which is completely different from other gods.
Bao'er sat on Han Sen's shoulders, holding the little flying fish in his arms, with a rare look of solemnity on his face.
When Han Sen stepped into the dilapidated ancient temple, he saw that there was something behind the guillotine.
The rope tied to the heavy blade of the guillotine extends all the way to the back. The rope is not tied to anything, but is pulled by one hand.
That hand was not a human palm, but belonged to a puppet. It was an ancient puppet. It looked like a woman in gorgeous palace clothes, with a crown on her head.
Just because the puppet is too old, the color has faded in many places, and it is stained with a lot of blood, making it look very shabby and weird.
When Han Sen was looking at the puppet, the puppet's originally closed eyes suddenly opened. A pair of blood-red eyes stared at Han Sen. The movable wooden mouth also let out a weird laugh.
"Are you here? I've been waiting for you for a long time." The voice was erratic and ghostly, with a tooth-aching vibrato, as if it came from the depths of hell.
"Do you know me?" Han Sen looked at the puppet and asked.
It is impossible for ordinary gods not to recognize him, but this temple is full of weirdness, which makes Han Sen very doubtful whether this is a real temple.
"Of course I do. I have been waiting for you for hundreds of millions of years, and you are finally here... Come... Come to me... Become a god with me forever... Never be separated again in life after life..." The puppet made an oozing sound.
of laughter.
And with her laughter, the puppet's body actually moved, pulling the hemp rope that was soaked in blood and dyed black, and pulled up the heavy blade bit by bit.
As the heavy blade rose from the pedestal, purple-black flames erupted above the entire guillotine head, as if thousands of evil spirits were roaring and wailing, and the entire guillotine temple was wrapped in terrifying purple-black flames.
Every time the heavy blade rose, the terrifying purple-black flames became more intense. As the purple-black flames rose, there seemed to be countless evil spirits roaring towards Han Sen.
"Flying feathers all over the sky." The golden light on Han Sen's body exploded, and the peacock feathers formed a golden halo, and then turned into feather arrows all over the sky to assassinate the evil spirits.
But the next second, Han Sen was surprised to find that the peacock feathers condensed in the flying feathers could not hurt the evil spirits at all, and passed directly through their bodies.
The peacock feathers like a rainstorm hit the guillotine, and each one shattered into golden light, unable to shake the terrifying guillotine in the slightest.
"It's useless, I am a god. No matter how powerful the power of mortals is, they can't compete with the power of gods. Mortals are just a humble joke. Surrender to me, and you can get the power of gods and live forever like gods.
Immortal, contemptuous of all living things in the world..." The puppet's wild and shrill voice continued to echo in the ancient temple, accompanied by the sound of metal friction when the heavy blade was pulled up, making everything seem more weird and terrifying.
Han Sen frowned slightly. The power of the Golden-winged Peacock King was useless against the guillotine. That could only mean one thing. This ancient temple was a real temple, and the guillotine and puppets should also be real gods.
When Han Sen was in the Genetic Universe, he saw too many situations like this. The power of ordinary people had no effect on gods. One must have special power to hurt gods.
If it weren't for Qin Xiu or Kaioshin who broke through the space barrier and made the Gene Temple emerge in the world, there would be even fewer people who could hurt the gods.
The same is obviously true in the Imperial Universe. Even the mutated god-level Golden-winged Peacock King cannot hurt the guillotine and puppets, and it is not known what kind of power is needed to hurt them.
While Han Sen was thinking, the purple-black flames had already descended on him, as if he was wrapped and pulled by countless evil spirits. Han Sen couldn't control his body and walked step by step towards the guillotine.
"Come on...cut off the head...and work with me to create an immortal body..." The puppet pulled the rope and let out a sad, shrill laugh.
Han Sen used the Xuanhuang Sutra to hit those evil spirits. Although some evil spirits were able to be beaten away, more evil spirits entangled themselves, seemingly endlessly.
Even Li Bingyu and Baldhead, who were standing far away from the river bank, were affected. Li Bingyu was still able to struggle, but Baldhead was walking towards the ancient temple with blurred eyes.
Han Sen was about to break through the rules of this world and show off his power to destroy the guillotine, but suddenly he saw the little flying fish flying up from Bao'er's arms, spitting out blazing white flames from its mouth.