Wang Sheng's heart trembled, and his body subconsciously wanted to resist. However, Fu Yang, who was next to him, grabbed his wrist and said to him: "Don't worry, General Wang, my demon pet will not do anything excessive to you.
"
"I love you, uncle! I am your life mentor, and you are my little apprentice, do you understand?"
Mr. Xiong also turned around and spat at Fu Yang...
Buzz!
Its claws vibrated at a high frequency like some kind of weird magic weapon, and then the tip of its claws gently touched Wang Sheng's right shoulder.
Fu Yang keenly noticed that a strange thing immediately protruded from there - like some kind of tentacles entangled with gray silk threads. It seemed to want to entangle Mr. Xiong's trembling paws.
Whoosh!
Mr. Xiong's claws quickly shot out a red light, which directly scattered the small gray silk tentacles. Then he retracted his claws.
Fu Yang frowned slightly when he saw this scene: "This is very similar to...the hyphae of some kind of fungus in biology?"
Wei Ke also thought thoughtfully: "There was a strange fluctuation just now... It was very gloomy, very evil, with a strong feeling of control."
Mr. Xiong looked directly at Wang Sheng, with a somewhat anxious tone: "Do you feel anything? Is there something very kind, like a mother's call? There is a voice calling your name vaguely in your mind, but you don't know
I don’t know who he is or where he is.”
Wang Sheng's body has decayed like a mummy, and of course there is no exaggerated expression.
But after listening to Master Xiong's words, his body actually trembled slightly, and his steps even pushed back - it was obvious that the fat cat was right!
Wang Sheng said in a surprised tone: "How did you know? And not just now, this feeling will appear every fifty years or so. A very strange but inexplicably friendly voice sounded in my mind."
Mr. Xiong asked: "Are your other subordinate generals also in this situation?"
"There are some. But not all of them. Only those who are relatively strong and use their power relatively much have them."
hiss!
Mr. Xiong took a breath of cold air: "His uncle! Is it really that disgusting thing? It actually came here..."
What's the meaning?!
Fu Yang, Wei Ke, and Wang Sheng all looked at Mr. Xiong, the fat cat. From what he meant in his words, he seemed to know something about the situation!
Whoosh!
Fu Yang stretched out his hand and caught the round, dead fat cat and held it in his arms, squeezing its soft belly: "Stop being pretentious! Hurry up, tell me what do you mean?"
Mr. Xiong waved his short legs and struggled: "Boy Fu, don't pinch me! I'll bite you to death..."
Then start talking about business.
Its expression became serious: "Little Wang, in essence, you are still alive. It's just that your body has been eroded by a strange force. Currently, the Chinese supernatural world calls it - death energy! This kind of force,
Practitioners who were originally supposed to be humans, ghosts, and demons only began to master them after they reached the realm of Heavenly Master Buddha, Ghost Emperor, and Demon Emperor."
Wang Sheng nodded and said that he probably knew something.
After all, the original purpose of Zheng He's fleet was superficially to promote the prestige of the Ming Dynasty, but its real purpose was to repair the dragon veins of the ocean! There were a large number of Ming Dynasty powerhouses accompanying the army.
As the leader of a fleet, although Wang Sheng himself was not a practitioner during his lifetime - he was just a martial arts master, he also knew a lot about these situations.
Mr. Xiong continued: "Death energy is mysterious and mysterious. It is a quite abstract power. I am afraid that few people in the entire Chinese supernatural world have figured out its true nature. And it is very common, and it sometimes occurs in ordinary people.
It will also appear - for example, heartbroken and filled with death energy. Then this person is not far from death. But in my memory... there is a terrible existence. It itself is a collection of death energy.
.”
A collection of dead energy?!
Fu Yang and Wei Ke suddenly looked shocked. Even if they used their imaginations, they couldn't imagine... an existence composed entirely of death energy.
"Damn fat cat, are you being alarmist? How can something like death energy be condensed into a living thing?"
Fu Yang still couldn't believe it.
Mr. Xiong rarely argued with Fu Yang at this time, but looked at him and replied: "You and Mr. Huang, the magical seaweed we found from the Dragon Palace in the South China Sea really restored some of my memories of that silly big guy."
——Big Silly Man is the name Mr. Xiong gives to his own form, the Giant Monster of Heavenly Fear.
Oh? There is this kind of creature that is completely condensed from the energy of death in the memory of the Sky Panic Giant Monster?
Fu Yang's heart suddenly shook.
He knew that Mr. Xiong usually didn’t like to mention the Sky-Fearing Giant Monster, but now that he was bringing it up, it was definitely not a joke!
And with the terrifying strength and mysterious origin of the Sky-Fear Giant Monster...
Fu Yang seemed to suddenly think of something, and blurted out in surprise: "Is it the dark world? The weird creature you mentioned comes from the dark world!"
ah?
Mr. Xiong looked at Fu Yang with a surprised expression: "Young man Fu is quite smart, have you guessed it?"
call……
Fu Yang took a deep breath, adjusted his emotions, and tried to stay calm.
"That's right. Didn't I tell you? When I used the formation to seal the Eye of the Mirage underground in Shanghai, I briefly blended with the consciousness emitted by the Mirage in its sleep. I saw some of the things it experienced.
Damn fat cat, you and the mirage are both from the dark world! You even secretly came out sitting on the mirage's back."
"So I guess, since there is such a creature that is completely composed of the condensed death energy in the memory of the Sky Panic Giant Monster, then it is very likely that it also comes from the dark world!"
Listening to the conversation between Fu Yang and Mr. Xiong, Wang Sheng was a little confused. Words like giant monster, dark world, mirage... He felt that he didn't understand. But he didn't say much and just kept quiet.
Listen next to me.
He felt vaguely in his heart that the mystery that had been plaguing him all this time - why did he and his brothers become like this? It was about to be revealed!
Mr. Xiong looked at Fu Yang and said word by word: "That's right. That thing does come from the dark world. Its name is the Death Demon."
A monster made entirely of death energy - the Dark World Death Demon!!!
Looking at Fu Yang and Wei Ke's horrified expressions, Mr. Xiong continued to explain...
The Death Demon is a powerful existence in the dark world.
In Mr. Xiong's mind, he had a vague impression of a fierce battle between himself (of course in the state of the giant demon of terror) and the dead demon in the dark world! As for the outcome, he didn't know.
In its memory, the Death Demon has no fixed form. It often changes. The most common form is a large gray furry ball! It is as huge as a tall building with more than ten floors.
The gray fluff looks similar to the hyphae of some kind of fungus. And these hyphae contain death energy - because the death demon is originally condensed with death energy. Therefore, any part of its body contains death energy.