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Chapter 186: The blowing mother-snail of all things

The open space of the execution ground and the streets were densely packed with people. People still looked like they did at the last moment of their death, with vivid expressions of fear and panic.

One after another, ghosts emerged from the "statue". They looked around in confusion, and then scattered away.

Some people are heading home, while others are heading to work.

They are looking for the paradise that they are most familiar with and feel safest in their hearts.

"It's getting dark, why hasn't Sasay gone home yet?" A father wandered in front of his house angrily, repeating these words over and over again in the air.

"Hee hee hee." There were several shadows of children walking in the alley, but if you look closely, you will find that they disappeared immediately, as if they were playing hide and seek with someone.

"This is not my home, and this is not..." A ghost went to the execution ground to watch the trial, but by the time the show was over, he could no longer find his home.

He had gone too far and found that there was no way he could go back.

Every time he walked to a house, he stopped, looked inside, and muttered this sentence.

They repeat their past lives, just like a memory image that is constantly being replayed in reincarnation.

Lester watched it all.

His hometown, the city where he has lived all his life.

It has been wiped off the map from today on. Even if someone rebuilds a city here later, it will no longer be Cross City.

Someone he knows well.

The person he likes.

And there are those who hate him, those who loathe him.

Everyone.

All died.

Moreover, after death, he cannot return to the kingdom of God and wanders around in this deadly and terrifying city.

What a terrible scene!

It makes people despair.

The word death no longer seems scary in front of this scene.

But the so-called "God of Knowledge" was obsessed with this scene. He felt that this was his masterpiece, just like the sandcastle he built when he was lonely.

He is trapped on an isolated island in the deep sea. The city is his sandcastle on the beach. Everyone is a little person in the sandcastle he built, bringing him happiness like a toy.

"Look!"

"Everyone holds hands and will never die together. What a beautiful scene it is."

"I will preserve your hometown forever. With so many people accompanying them, no one will ever be lonely."

Lester seemed to hear no more sounds.

He just looked at everything in front of him blankly.

"Boring."

The "God of Knowledge" felt a little bored, so he walked past Lester.

He wanted to get out of this city, completely feel the beauty of this body, and feel the taste of life.

He faced the sun and felt the warmth of the afterglow shining on him.

He smiled towards the sun, but that faint smile made people feel as gloomy as a black and white portrait.

"bring it on!"

"I am no longer the villain in the bottle."

"From now on, I am God."

"The God of Knowledge who walks the earth."

He was elated and looked forward to a free life ecstatically.

But he suddenly stopped.

He felt something was wrong, as if there were two forces in his body that were violently conflicting.

One part belongs to him, and one part belongs to the witch doctor.

This body did not last long before it began to collapse.

And it was an irrepressible collapse.

Lines of terrifying, distorted light burst out from his body, and the surrounding three-leaf man corpses were illuminated and began to expand like bubbles in an instant.

There were patches of sarcoma, extra organs, and extra eyes.

Finally, it turned into a huge meat ball.

The "God of Knowledge" looked at his hands and body, and then he suddenly realized.

It turns out that the witch doctors' power of immortality and his own power are mutually exclusive.

The two forces clashed violently, and he looked at the sun in the distance.

Suddenly changed his face.

A look of fear and despair broke out from the originally smiling face.

"No!"

"don't want!"

"Don't lock me back in. I don't want to go back into the bottle."

After the little man in the bottle said these words, his body exploded like a glass.

The boundless darkness extended behind him and turned into a whirlpool.

"I do not want……"

It was as if an unknown huge hand grabbed it and dragged it back.

The echoes of his shouts continued to lengthen in the darkness.

His consciousness just left the bottle for a moment, and then he was pulled back into the bottle.

The dark clouds in the sky dispersed, and the sun and light returned to their normal colors, but the destruction caused by the arrival of evil spirits could never be restored.

From the end of the street, a long and sweet song came.

"La la la la!"

A female clover in a beautiful long dress stretched out from the gray street.

The singing attracted Lester's attention, and he was familiar with the voice.

He looked up and saw that it was Lester's wife.

He shouted as hard as he could, and the other party seemed to hear his voice and gradually floated in front of him.

"Is it...Lester?" Ghost asked him.

It was as if his wife couldn't see him, and when she got in front of him, she could only see darkness.

"it's me!"

"It's me!"

Lester nodded, wanting to get closer to his wife.

However, the wife didn't seem to hear her at all, she muttered.

"Stop it!"

"Don't play with my life and let me die as a clover."

The shape of his mouth was exactly the same as when Lester had just resurrected his wife.

He finally heard what his wife said at that time.

The wife walked past Lester and turned into a lonely soul.

She gradually walked away into the distance and never looked back.

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At dusk.

The little stone demon pulled the cart and ran quickly towards Cross City, but it stopped when it was still far away from Cross City.

The carriage door opened, and a figure wearing a burqa with a mysterious pattern came out.

His temperament and appearance look a bit like a priest, but he is clearly not a priest.

He comes from a distant witch doctor's house.

He looked up in the direction of Cross City and felt something was wrong there.

"what is that?"

At the end of the sky, a huge, illusive and transparent cover shrouded the entire Cross City inside.

just like.

A huge flask.

Strange lights circulated in the "flask", exuding the color of disillusionment.

The visitor immediately stepped onto the carriage again and said to the little stone demon.

"hurry up!"

"Hurry to Cross City."

But not long after, the transparent cover collapsed, and the clouds and light that seemed to have been polluted in the sky were restored again.

But this is not a good sign, it means that everything is over.

The little stone demon pulled the car and stopped in front of the car door. It didn't dare to take a step forward anymore.

He even looked a little trembling.

It seemed to be afraid of the remaining terrifying aura in the city, an existence that was too powerful to belong to the human world.

The witch doctor stepped into the city, holding in his hand the letter written by Leicester himself.

He rushed over immediately after receiving the letter,

But it was obvious that he was a step too late.

The witch doctor walked through the city gate and walked onto the street. He looked at the three-leaf people who had turned into "statues". Among them were soldiers guarding the city, people walking on the street, customers going to shops, and people pushing trailers.

of workers.

The whole city was dead silent, and no sound could be heard.

"This is...the remains of the City of Servants of God?"

"How did this happen here?"

The witch doctor walked through the city and finally found the only living person in the city.

It was also Lester who had studied medicine with him.

Lester isn't dead yet, but he's obviously close to it.

His eyes were empty and motionless.

It looks no different from other statues.

"Lester!"

"Lester!"

The witch doctor stepped forward and seemed to bring Lester back to consciousness.

Lester was tied to the pillar. He heard the movement and looked towards the witch doctor.

His pupils didn't seem to turn around, he just glanced at it and then lowered his head.

"turn out to be!"

"It's Mr. Left Hand!"

The witch doctor took the letter he sent to himself and said to Lester.

"I came over as soon as I received your letter."

"You can't succeed, because the life blood stone is another kind of power. It comes from Sally, the mother of life, and our strength and blood come from Laidliki, the king of wisdom."

"It's impossible for the two to be compatible, but your idea is still good."

"I originally wanted to come over and remind you, but..."

"What the hell is going on here?"

The witch doctor looked at the dead statues and running corpses.

"Why are you the only one who survived?"

Lester just murmured.

"There's no point anymore."

"It's meaningless anymore?"

The witch doctor stepped forward to lower Lester, who was chained to the stone pillar, but Lester's body began to emit a strange light, and an evil light began to swallow his flesh and strength.

He made a deal with the devil, and now he's finally starting to pay the price.

Lester looked at the witch doctor and shook his head: "No need, that evil spirit will take me away soon."

The witch doctor was absolutely sure: "This is the power of myth."

"That evil spirit?"

"You mean the mythical life in the City of Servants of God."

The witch doctor still knows a lot about the truth that happened in the City of Servants of God.

A witch doctor named Left Hand wanted to prevent Lester from transforming into a ghost, but as soon as he took action, he realized there was a problem.

But if it's just a ghost transformation, maybe the witch doctor can still do something. After all, he is a fourth-level powerful person, and he still has the left hand of a man made by God.

But Lester was obviously not only infected with the light of original sin, he also signed a spiritual contract with the villain in the bottle.

That is the power of the spiritual world, and no one can stop it.

because.

This is the oath Lester swore to the supreme authority of the power of dreams, the artifact God's Cup.

The witch doctor stared at Lester: "That's not right."

"This is not only the power of myth, but also the power of the spiritual world."

"You made a contract with that mythical being? You also made a deal with him."

The witch doctor looked around and looked at the city of dead ghosts: "Everything here...is caused by you?"

"tell me."

"Lester, what did you do?"

When Lester heard the witch doctor's words, he was strongly stimulated.

He raised his head and shouted suddenly, saliva flying from his mouth.

"yes!"

"I did it all, it's all my fault."

Lester violently leaned forward, and the chains that penetrated his body pulled, and his flesh and blood turned outwards.

But Lester didn't care at all, he was crazy.

"I was so arrogant, I thought I could save everyone."

"I thought I could control my life and decide whether to live or die."

"I forgot."

"I'm just a human being."

Lester showed a sad smile on his face, and that smile was so desperate that it made people feel sad.

"I!"

"Harming everyone."

In the end, he roared towards the sky with all his strength, like a flashback.

Sending his last curse.

"But there is one more person, one more person."

"The God of Knowledge."

"What god."

"You are just a devil, a liar hiding behind the scenes."

"It won't end like this, it won't end like this."

Little by little, Lester turned into a ghost in the light and escaped from his body.

Two Leicesters.

A transparent Lester, a Lester with a body, making a sharp roar at the same time.

His reluctance and despair were clearly displayed in his voice.

"The God of Knowledge."

"Even if you are thrown into purgatory forever, even if you endure eternal torture."

"I will also use everything I have to curse you, and my resentment will always follow you until the day you completely die."

Lester's ghost took shape little by little, and a tiny vortex appeared behind him, trying to take him away.

Take him to the dark and silent holy mountain.

he.

It will become the plaything of the villain in the bottle for eternity.

At the same time, leaving Lester's body was a stone carved with a man and a woman embracing each other.

This is the price Lester has to pay for his panacea.

The witch doctor looked at him and suddenly felt a little sad.

Confronting the myth.

Mortal curses and resentments can only be regarded as self-deception.

Probably even Lester himself doesn’t believe that his curse can take effect!

But other than that, is there any other way to vent his despair?

When Lester's ghost left his body little by little, something no one expected happened.

in his body.

The blood-sucking worm that lives in symbiosis with Lester has changed.

The blood-sucking worm suddenly melted its entire body into a ball of blood, occupying Lester's ventricle and emitting a dark and deep light.

Blood gushes out in a steady stream.

It was like a scalding flame that completely engulfed Lester's body.

After the blood-sucking worm and Lester's ghost separated, their bodies without any trace of wisdom, power or blood merged together.

At this moment, Lester's body was like a wax statue slowly melting, turning into a puddle of scarlet viscous liquid.

"Um?"

The witch doctor smelled something unusual and immediately moved away.

The blood is like a spring that keeps expanding, endless.

The blood continued to spread, flowing through the cracks in the stone floor.

Turn into streams and flow through the streets.

Blood wrapped around the corpses of ghosts in the streets and buildings, swallowing them completely.

More and more corpses are being melted, and the blood flow is getting bigger and bigger.

Gradually.

They gathered into a rushing river of blood.

The witch doctor stood on the top of a building, looking at the mighty river of blood.

"Life Power?"

"How can it be?"

The witch doctor could even feel his left hand trembling slightly.

As if expecting and longing for something.

The blood river swallowed up the entire Cross City, and tens of thousands of bodies merged into the blood river.

The blood river roared in the city, and a figure appeared on the waves.

He broke away from the blood wave and stretched out his hand to grab Lester's ghost that kept floating up.

He tore apart Lester's ghost and also captured Lester's panacea.

Lester's ghost suddenly laughed.

"everything."

"It's all down to you."

The universal elixir fell into the blood river, and a loud noise broke out in the blood river.

"boom!"

The blood continues to gather and finally turns into a physical entity.

The vast sea of ​​blood finally transformed into a three-leaf man wearing a bloody robe.

Endless blood overflowed from his body, turning the whole street red.

The first person with intelligent life authority.

born.

The witch doctor was also completely dumbfounded.

He never thought that the power of life would have a perfect opportunity at this moment.

"Appeared."

"It actually showed up."

The setting sun is like blood, and the life authority walking on the street is more like blending with the red light of the setting sun.

He looks like Lester.

But one after another, terrifying faces appeared on his chest, back, and neck.

That is the curse of those who died in this disaster, and the resentment of thousands of people.

"Knowledge"

"God~"

These were the first words he uttered after his birth.

Intermittent and unclear.

It was like the voices of thousands of people overlapped together, roaring like a curse.

But there is no doubt about it.

He wants the evil spirit called the God of Knowledge to pay the price for all the people who died in this city.

"Who are you?" the witch doctor standing on the building next to the street asked him.

Under the shadow of dusk, the shadows of the witch doctor and the building grew longer.

But the man with the power of life didn't even look at the witch doctor. He turned into a billowing blood and ran toward the sunset, disappearing into the darkness with the last ray of the sun.

The witch doctor named Left Hand also immediately chased after him, heading in the direction where the Power of Life left.

he knows.

The answer the witch doctors are looking for may well be here.

Far outside the kingdom of Hinsey, the witch doctor's house is located on the other side of the Great Rift Valley of Death.

One after another, the witch doctors raised their heads and looked in the direction of Cross City.

The life tools and divine creations on them simultaneously made a resonant sound.

The same words came out of different mouths.

"The missing piece."

"found it."

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In Cross City.

The ghosts wandering in the city made a sound of comfort after their bodies were devoured and destroyed.

"Ah~"

As their bodies were destroyed by the strange power, these ghosts seemed to be loosened from their shackles.

The sun sets and the moon appears in the sky.

The soft moonlight casts into the city and shines on these miserable lonely souls.

Even the ghosts who had no feelings felt a trace of warmth, as if the gods were soothing their souls and unwillingness.

The ghosts raised their heads one after another and looked at the moon.

Then they dispersed one after another in the moonlight, turning into dense dreamy bubbles filled with colorful light and slowly drifting towards the sky.

In that endless height.

Something is attracting them.

"Buzz buzz!"

However, when I looked towards the sky, I couldn't see anything.

It was as if a door opened in the dark, and balls of light entered the door one after another.

That is the original destination of life, and it is also God’s redemption.

The moonlight fell, and even Lester's ghost was left behind by the moonlight.

Lester's ghost disperses.

His own life dream came out of his body and followed the life dreams of thousands of Cross City citizens.

The sky is filled with color.

He saw another bubble, which was his wife's dream of life.

The two dreams of life touched together, emitting a colorful halo, and the bubble glass walls reflected one happy scene after another.

Under the night moon, two entangled bubbles disappeared into the sea of ​​clouds.

holy mountain.

The sky was covered with dark clouds, and terrifying shadows appeared behind the mountains.

The villain was so furious that he roared inside the bottle. He pressed his eyes tightly against the glass wall and looked outside, uttering a powerless rage.

The luster in the eyes is the despair of seeing hope and then being shattered.

It was more despairing than last time.

It goes even deeper.

"let me out!"

"Let me out, I don't want to be locked up here, I don't want it."

"Damn it!"

"Damn guy, damn body, they only lasted for a while."

Amid the roar, the villain's voice gradually subsided and became powerless.

He could only stare at the world outside, his eyes full of longing.

"It's all that guy's fault."

"Lester."

"Yes, there is something wrong with that guy's method."

"He is coming soon. I will definitely be able to find the answer. I will definitely be able to get out of this damn prison."

The little man is waiting quietly in the bottle.

Waiting for the ghost of Lester to arrive.

He wanted to find out from Lester's memory and Lester's panacea what exactly went wrong.

However, the little man in the bottle waited for a long time, but did not wait for the arrival of Lester's ghost.

He looked outside helplessly, feeling disappointed and at a loss.

"what happened?"

"Where is my treasure?"

"Where's my... panacea?"

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Dream world.

Thousands of life dreams pass through the gate of the Kingdom of God and head to the dreamy sea of ​​stars.

The ship giant and the ferryman were busy non-stop, lighting up the dreams of life one after another with the dim ship lanterns.

"Death is for mortals."

“It turns out it’s really a kind of salvation.”

The messenger of God, who stood in front of the Gate of God and greeted the dreams of mortals, sighed.

suddenly.

A melodious and low voice came from the sky above the God-given land, echoing throughout the entire Kingdom of God.

"Woo~"

The horn of the mother-snail of all things has sounded.

The desolate sound of the conch horn makes people feel a sense of sadness, and they can't help but want to shed tears.

Sheila, the messenger of God, turned her head and looked behind the gate of the Kingdom of God: "Sally!"

"Are you also grieving for these deceased people?"

Sally, the mother of life, was floating on the dreamy sea of ​​​​stars hot air balloon, but she was a little at a loss when she saw the mother snail of all things making sounds.

Sally picked up the small "horn" hanging on her waist and stared at her big eyes like alexandrite.

"Gululu."

Why did this thing ring on its own?


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