The raging flames all around were also blown high into the sky to form a fire tornado.
Within a moment, it seemed that the entire sky was covered in flames.
Wang Quan touched his forehead and said, "It's really a little hot."
"Soon you won't be hot anymore!" The high priest struggled to stand up, his expression ferocious and proud, "How about it! This is the power of God!"
"I didn't feel it." Wang Quan decided to be a good supporter, "Then the question is, how did you summon this god? Isn't the ceremony not going on?"
As expected, the high priest was unexpectedly proud of Wang Quan, “Because everything was planned by me!
"The lives of corpses and believers are the shackles of the seal!"
Wang Quan narrowed his eyes slightly, "So you left those village records in the secret room of the village chief's house? The purpose is to lure me in?"
"good."
Cheng Weihua looked at the face that had become so unfamiliar despite thinking about it day and night, and frowned: "She is stalling for time. That god won't come out for a while! A-Quan! Deal with her first!"
"I know." Wang Quan glanced at him, "But what can I do? I also want to see what it looks like. I have never seen it before when I am so old."
Cheng Weihua gritted his teeth.
The look Wang Quan gave him just now was also a warning, warning him not to act rashly.
He knew that Wang Quan seemed calm now, but in fact he had begun to fall ill.
And he is extremely bellicose.
Just like the Saiyans in "Dragon Ball"!
He could obviously kill Frieza, but he waited for him to complete three transformations!
Obviously he can kill Cell, but he has to wait for the other party to absorb Android 18 and evolve to its complete form!
Damn! This madman!
At this time, Ajiu suddenly said, "Why do you say today is the end? More than 1,800 years have passed. Is there any difference this time?"
Cheng Weihua saw Ajiu holding Wang Quan's hand with one hand and quietly gesturing to him with the other hand.
He understood that this was Ajiu trying to attract attention for him.
Damn, this dungeon is like facing two BOSSs directly!
A high priest and a Wang Quan!
As for "god"... he should be a ruthless character who kills the plot when he appears.
And the mission failed by then.
So he quietly took a few steps back, then took out his dagger and ducked away from the sight of several people.
The high priest's attention was obviously attracted to his daughter.
Perhaps because she felt that she had a chance to win, she really started to explain:
"It is really difficult to escape the curse of fate. After more than eighteen hundred years, I was already desperate. Fortunately, God still took pity on me. Sixteen years ago, I finally found a way."
Ajiu said calmly: "They are the last batch of foreigners."
"When did I teach you not to be polite? You don't even want to say motherly."
The high priest's expression was rather sad.
But she soon smiled, "Yes, sixteen years ago, a group of outsiders came to Fenggu Village, and I discovered new possibilities in them.
"God sent an oracle for me, saying that these outsiders can be used and they can help me break God's seal. As long as God's seal is lifted, then I can escape the curse of fate."
"That's nice to say." Ajiu looked at her coldly, "Actually, you are just an old witch who has become selfish. You see hope in them, hope that can free you from the control of 'gods'.
"So you found that one person, used him to get pregnant with me again, and then waited for my birth.
"Because my body not only contains the blood of 'god', but also the blood of that foreigner. His blood can be used to break the cycle of fate."
After a pause, Ajiu continued: "What you want is my body."
The high priest smiled and said nothing.
Wang Quan curled his lips.
Lao Cheng is really a tool man.
And why is "hell" so stretched?
Every time a vulnerability can be exploited...
Huh? Why do I say "every time"?
However, Ajiu and the others did not know about "Hell", they just noticed a loophole in Lao Cheng and the others that could break the blood curse.
What about the old Cheng people?
Wang Quan turned around and suddenly discovered that Cheng Weihua had disappeared at some point.
He looked around with dead eyes and found that Cheng Weihua had touched behind the high priest at some point.
He also raised the dagger in his hand.
Wang Quan: "..."
Sighing, he appeared in front of Cheng Weihua and grabbed him back to the starting point the moment he stabbed him with the dagger.
"Wang Quan, you are crazy! Why are you doing this!" Cheng Weihua was frightened and angry, struggling desperately.
Wang Quan rolled his eyes and gave him a loving elbow, "You don't know a good heart, Lao Cheng, I'm going to save you."
Cheng Weihua, who was holding his stomach and bent like a shrimp, was startled and looked back.
I saw the two pairs of sharp bone wings behind the high priest slowly retracting.
If Wang Quan hadn't pulled him back just now, I'm afraid he would have been turned into a sieve by now...
"Then what should we do now?" Cheng Weihua gave up.
He slumped to the ground and looked up at the sky.
The tornado formed by the flames has been extinguished.
The strong wind has subsided.
There was mist all around, more like the calm before the storm.
"Let her do it! Let her do it!" Wang Quan didn't care at all, "I have Miss Ghost Bride here, I will be invincible by now!"
This shows that Wang Quan’s mental pollution has deepened.
Before, he thought that if that god really came to the world, he might not be able to handle it.
But now he is so swollen.
"There's something wrong with my brain too, yet I would have a serious discussion with you."
Cheng Weihua sighed and looked at Ajiu.
There was inexplicable color and hope in his eyes, "So you are not my daughter?"
"My original name is Liu Jiu, the daughter of Emperor Ai of Han Dynasty Liu Kun and Queen Xiaoping Wang Yan, but they have nothing to do with me. My body does have your blood. But it is impossible for me to think of you as my father. I can only call you
You are my uncle."
Ajiu stood up straight, his aristocratic temperament clearly revealed.
It's just that Wang Quan's suit jacket looks nondescript.
Moreover, Wang Quan gave Xiao Baimao a blow on his head, "What about Mao Xian! If you call me brother, and then uncle, then am I not just a generation lower than you?"
Cheng Weihua smiled, he smiled very happily.
"Xiao Wang, you called me Uncle Cheng before, but now you call me Lao Cheng. Don't you even want to call me uncle anymore?"
He lay back on the ground, his body very relaxed, "You go quickly, I will stop her here, and her bullshit god."
"Put me down, you guys, you guys who hug your thighs, why are you talking to me about breaking up the queen?"
Wang Quan looked up at the huge shadow looming in the fog, his eyes were scarlet, "Just lie back and watch my brother carry the crowd."
The fog dissipated, finally revealing the true face of the "god".
It was a 300-meter-tall stone statue.
The head is in the shape of a human skull, the body is rib-shaped skeletal armor, and there are six wings on its back.
From top to bottom are the uppermost pair of wings composed of countless human hands, the middle pair of wings composed of countless skulls, and the lowermost pair of bat-like wings.
Below are two huge claws.
Behind it is a huge peacock-like tail wing.
But if you look closely, every feather on his tail contains the twisted face of billions of innocent souls, which makes people feel dizzy.
Seeing the distorted face of the high priest saying "You are dead", Wang Quan scratched his face and said, "What can you do to make your god move? He maintains the posture of a stone statue, everyone is very embarrassed."
"God is out of bondage."
The high priest said calmly: "At this moment, it is the time to escape from fate."
As she spoke, she clasped her hands, slowly knelt down, and recited a spell that had a rhythm that Wang Quan couldn't understand at all.
Following the spell, the huge stone sculpture behind her slowly collapsed.
At the same time, Ajiu suddenly turned his head and glanced at Wang Quan.
Then, her eyes turned golden, and two bloody tears ran down her cheeks.
Just when Wang Quan reacted and tried to pull her, he was knocked five meters away by a stream of air.
The next moment, a layer of fleshy membrane suddenly grew all over her body.
Then all the burnt corpses around the altar disintegrated, and countless mini versions of the strong wind flew out from them and rushed towards Ajiu. Finally, they turned into a three-meter-high round flesh cocoon, wrapping Ajiu in it.
This fleshy cocoon trembled and trembled as if it had a heartbeat and breath, as if it was giving birth to something terrible.
"This is the final fate!"
The high priest looked at the cocoon with enthusiasm on her face. She had completely ignored the existence of Wang Quan and Cheng Weihua.
Wang Quan didn't pay attention to her either.
He lit a cigarette, looked at the cocoon, then took a puff of the cigarette and sighed: "Ajiu, Ajiu... you will really come up with some new tricks for me...