When the entire auction house was enveloped by the projection of the evil god's kingdom, the mortals and monks inside all felt a sense of despair.
This special and terrifying environment is a breeding ground for evil, which can cause negative emotions to explode and expand exponentially.
Despair is like a tide, one wave higher than the other!
For ordinary people, gods are irresistible existences, whether they are evil gods or righteous gods.
Even king-level monks are as fragile as ants in front of gods, and can be killed with just a thought.
Of course, in most cases, gods cannot come, otherwise the world would have turned into scorched earth.
When they discovered that something had happened, the first reaction of the monks gathered in the auction house was to flee.
As a result, when I escaped, I discovered that getting rid of the control of the gods was not as simple as imagined.
The way to escape was clearly right in front of us, but in the blink of an eye, it had completely disappeared.
After several attempts but failed, the despair in my heart became more and more intense, and my emotions were on the verge of collapse at any time.
With the arrival of the projection of the evil god's kingdom, the auction house has been isolated from the normal world, resulting in this special space that can only be entered but not exited.
Desperate people began to run away in all directions. Unfortunately, there was black fog everywhere, making it impossible to identify the correct direction.
It was pure black mist, black without any impurities, and contained the aura of death.
Under the influence of the black mist, all kinds of sexual-related things emerged uncontrollably towards the body surface.
Amidst the pitiful and ferocious wails, slaves of the evil god appeared one after another. Their souls were instantly contaminated and turned into monsters that were neither human nor ghosts.
At the same time, there were some people who unfortunately saw the evil god's true form, and their bodies mutated involuntarily.
For ordinary creatures, gods are the most pathogenic source of pollution, because the influence of the power of creation can plunge the originally stable life state into chaos.
Whether it is going crazy or turning into a monster, it is a sequelae of the destruction of stability. Under special circumstances, the chance of turning into a terrifying monster is as high as 100%.
The vast majority of those who lose control will only turn into ordinary monsters, and when they lose control, they will use all their strength in every attack.
Coupled with the fear in the heart, it gives people the illusion that the servants of the evil god are powerful and terrifying, but in fact these monsters are nothing more than that, and in some aspects they cannot be compared with humans.
Ordinary people wouldn't pay attention to this. They only saw the servants of the evil god attacking crazily, and they could not suppress their fear.
But in the blink of an eye, the auction house has turned into a hell on earth.
Being in the kingdom of evil gods, even monks will be affected. They, like ordinary people, are trapped in this place full of evil.
The monks gathered together in horror, constantly thinking about ways to escape, but the barrier set up by the evil god cut off the connection with the real world.
The evil god's servants appeared in groups and rushed towards the uninfected mortals and monks, looking as if they were hunting.
The monks, who had nowhere to hide, could only fight the monsters while constantly looking for opportunities to escape.
They asked the king-level monks of their respective forces for help, but the result was like nothing happened, with no response at all.
These monks didn't know that the pressure on the four king-level monks was many times higher than theirs.
The more advanced a monk is, the more he can feel the pressure from the gods, and the pain is indescribable.
They are struggling to prevent themselves from being contaminated by evil energy and turning into irrational monsters.
At the same time, they must control themselves and not look at the projection of the evil god in the sky, because as long as they look at it, they may have a mental breakdown.
However, the ravings belonging to the evil god kept echoing in his ears. Even if his hearing was closed, it was useless, it still kept echoing in his mind.
"This can't continue like this. We must find a way to leave here immediately, otherwise we will definitely die!"
Feeling the substantive pressure, a king-level monk roared loudly. This was not the time for confrontation, but the need to work together to get out of the crisis.
"This is not an ordinary descendant at all, but a complete state that has descended for a long time. Ordinary descendants cannot compare with it.
What are the guys in the demon-suppressing force doing? Why didn't they realize the danger and allowed such a terrifying monster to grow until now? "
There were also king-level monks who roared loudly and looked angry, thinking that the changes at this time were all related to the demon-suppressing troops.
"Stop talking nonsense. What's the use of talking about it now? It's better to quickly think about how to deal with the evil god's hunt!"
If it were an ordinary descendant, a king-level monk would be able to kill it easily.
But facing such a perfect person, no king-level monk would dare to fight against it, because that would be asking for death.
Therefore, even in the face of a crisis, no king-level monk dares to step forward to deal with it, because everyone knows that the one who strikes first has the greatest chance of death.
Cam, on the other hand, would not give his prey too many chances. It showed its whereabouts at this moment and had already made plans to return home with a full load.
If all the souls in the auction house can be harvested and four more Wangji monks are hunted down, then the harvest will be the sum of the past hundreds of years.
It was for this reason that Cam became extremely excited, because such a good thing had never been possible in the past.
It secretly lamented in its heart that if it weren't for Tang Zhen, the descending body would not have grown so powerful that it could even reach the point where even a king-level monk could hunt.
Just when the four king-level monks were hesitant and did not dare to take the initiative to attack Cam, Cam had already started to take action.
If it hesitates any longer, the demon-suppressing force will arrive on the scene, and it will probably return empty-handed.
The huge body condensed with the help of demonic energy and blood, with overwhelming pressure, went straight to kill the four kings and monks.
Seeing that there was no way to escape, the four king-level monks had no choice but to fight back, and they tried their best in their desperate efforts.
Soon they discovered that the descendants were far more powerful than they imagined, and the methods they mastered were strange and dangerous.
But in the blink of an eye, a king-level monk was entangled in long tentacles, and his soul was extracted and absorbed in threads.
The king-level monk struggled and wailed, but it was of no use. However, in the blink of an eye, his soul was drained and he became a slave of the evil god.
Compared with the monsters transformed by ordinary people, the slaves of the evil god transformed by king-level monks possess more terrifying destructive power.
Cam has a slave transformed by a king-level monk, and his power has increased again. The situation of the remaining three king-level monks has become increasingly dangerous.
Cam increased his speed, and soon another king-level monk was controlled. His tentacles were inserted into the top of his head, and his soul was about to be extracted.
The controlled king-level monk wailed loudly and begged the other two king-level monks for help. He did not want to think about the other two but did not dare to get close at all, for fear that he would become the prey of the evil god.
"Beasts, you two will die badly!"
But in the blink of an eye, the soul of the scolding king-level monk was drained, and he was directly transformed into a slave of the evil god.
The remaining two king-level monks immediately fled in different directions, trying to delay time and wait for the rescue of the demon-suppressing troops.
Sure enough, not long after, a loud noise was heard outside, and the darkness dissipated like a tide.
Over the auction house shrouded in thick fog, several figures were besieging Cam. They were the hidden strong men of the demon-suppressing troops who came to support.
