Bai Ya lost his weapon.
As if giving some kind of explanation out of compassion, the monster's voice came from behind.
"After all, it was Mizunashi-kun who made the knife, and it is useful. But that's not enough... It's not a masterpiece, it's just a prosthetic limb to maintain the human form. Why do some people call it a weapon? Or should I thank you for sending a new one? arms?"
"What have you done!" Qi Huan shouted angrily, "Who the hell are you?!"
"Who is born to like to sleep underground forever, motionless in a dark place, waiting for time to burn up the body?" He did not directly answer this question, "I need strength... these are not enough, far from enough."
Is he talking about the bones all over the ground? Several people looked around, looking at the corpses that had been dead for many years.
Jun Aoyan clutched the handle of the knife, fear and anger coexisted: "Are you the python god? Are you Mahuluojia? Were these dead people controlled by you after they were sealed? Then you starved them to death in the underground palace. To suck their souls into it? You evil ghost and beast! What do you do with human life?"
It does seem a bit ridiculous to say such things to something that is not humane. Then he let out that smile that sent chills down the spine again. He looked at everyone with an air of benevolence and benevolence. Finally, he came to some kind of conclusion and spoke like a sentence.
"—Same for you."
It is impossible to communicate at all... This thing completely disdains communicating with them on an equal footing using human language. From this point of view, it is more of the arrogance of divinity. It doesn't care what this group of people think or what this group of people will do. When you trample ants to death, will you ask them for their opinions, explain the motivations of their actions, or even think about their families waiting for them to return in their nests? No, not in the past, present or future.
But obviously, based on the current situation and the monster's words, they had guessed some valuable information.
That woman is Sakurasaki Tora and Onizuki-kun. And based on Liu Shenghan's previous performance, it is not difficult to infer that she may have guessed that the person who went to the southern country to suppress the raging giant python was none other than the Six Paths Impermanence. However, the time of her visit here, such as Yue Jun, was later, no more than two or three years. After all, Lord Ruyue came here just to follow the imperial team and have a look. She didn't come here for anyone, as she had said before. Therefore, when she didn't know enough about the python god, she heard about the forest fire and scattered rumors, but because she was busy with things at that time, she didn't think much about it. Perhaps that adult told Yingyue Jun additionally about the situation here, but did not tell her. As for why, there is no answer now.
And she was involved in Maharaja's seal... and even became a part of it. Years ago, this seal should not have been so fragile, and she could still have restrained the monster. But although its body was imprisoned here, its spirit escaped, built this temple-like temple through layers of traps, and relied on various methods to devour its soul and recharge its energy. Now it is as powerful as it was back then. The enemy fought. That knife is the key... But Bai Ya's father only came here two or three years ago. I don't know when Yingyue Jun was trapped here again. What happened in this, I'm afraid only by asking her herself can we know.
The good news is that she seems to be alive and conscious. The bad news is that they may not be able to leave here.
Where can I go by running?
? Bai Ya moved his muddy and confused mind, trying his best to think about the situation in front of him. No matter how hard Liu Shenghan tried, he couldn't pull the knife off the wall, and it stabbed deeply into Ying Yuejun's chest. Her pink and white skirt was stained with dried crimson, and her eyes opened and closed as if she had been awakened. She could probably see the scene in front of her, but she couldn't react any more, and her consciousness might still be confused.
Bai Ya didn't need to get too close. Even if he was in a bad state now, he could still confirm at a glance that it was indeed his father's unique metal arm. Every scratch on it is a trace left by thrilling battles. This is a very good knife. It has been lying dormant in such a damp and dark place for so long, and there is not a single rust mark on it.
He stepped forward and tried to pull out the knife in order to save Yingyue Jun. But as soon as he stepped forward, he was slammed to the ground by a thick arm and leg. But they did not reject Liu Shenghan's request. Obviously, she is also the target of the monster. The Six Paths of Impermanence will never die no matter what, and can provide a steady stream of divine power to this so-called god who has no humanity.
But Chu Tianhe didn't seem to think so. Could it be that the person who just talked to them, the person who told them what he thought was the truth, was actually the python god possessing him? Not necessarily, maybe his will has been eroded by the long-term possession, and he has become convinced of that knowledge. But no matter what, he is just a container. Even if he is killed, it will not be of any benefit to the Python God's annihilation struggle.
Jun Aoyan brandished his sword to resist those things. They were harder to cut off than she thought. It wasn't impossible, it just took twice as much effort as expected. It took a lot of energy, but she did her best to clear the way for Bai Ya. Before that, "Chu Tianhe" over there just stood motionless, watching quietly without any intervention. But now, when their behavior is enough to pose a threat to the python god, it takes action.
The "wall" collapsed, a strong sense of oppression came towards them, and they had nowhere to escape. Those arms and legs loosened in an instant, tightly twisting everyone into them. For these things, crushing them to pieces is as easy as crushing a grasshopper to death. But it didn't, it just used these black tentacles to crush, push, hold and let them go, just like children fighting crickets for fun. At this time, Bai Ya remembered - what Priest Chu had said. Maharaja will not simply kill you directly, but will put the target in danger and let them die slowly in pain and despair.
A few people could see some scenes that did not belong here, and it seemed that Maharaja had specially shown them to them. People shouting, asking for help, crying, whining, roaring, grieving, whimpering, and the silhouettes of people who are constantly being killed by something or killing each other. No one they knew, and even when the next scene happened, the last face had been forgotten, just like in a dream. And these bad emotions are all experienced and even intensified as if in a dream. Crying in your sleep is always less unnecessary and more touching than when you wake up. Sometimes when people wake up, don't they also question why they are so sad about something in their dreams? They are like this now, as if the boundaries between dreams and reality have been blurred and everything is chaotic.
Bai Ya felt nauseous in his stomach, which might be related to the medicine he drank before. Since Liu Shenghan didn't see the problem, I'm afraid it was just a side effect of the medicine. But this originally trivial matter was making him unbearably uncomfortable at this moment. Sometimes he was grabbed by the neck - I don't even know if it was an illusion or reality.
The real arms and legs are deprived of the right to breathe. When the whole person is about to breathe, they will loosen up again. There are a lot of tricks, over and over again, and you never get tired of it.
Qi Huan struggled, and he grabbed one of his wrists with his hands, and the family lines on his hands glowed strongly. He doesn't like the mission given to him by his family - it means that he has to carry some power that he doesn't want to have. But at the moment, he doesn't hate it. The arms and legs he touched seemed to be pressed against a red-hot iron plate, suddenly twisting and struggling violently, but Qi Huan would not let go if he hugged her tightly. So this arm and leg raised up and threw him out mercilessly. He spotted the location in the air and immediately turned over and jumped in a certain direction. The wall turned back into an ordinary wall, and its structure seemed to be just a combination of earth and rocks exposed after being dug underground. And part of Ying Yuejun turned into a tree and was deeply rooted in it.
Suddenly, the black arms and legs behind him stopped. As if they were conscious, they all opened their blood-red eyes, and even the red spots on their wrists had slender pupils, like some kind of beast. They all looked towards his position, as if to issue a warning. At this time, a slender wrist vine also stretched out from the back of "Chu Tianhe", following the movement of his hand and flying towards Qi Huan. Bai Ya only saw chaos, with black and white lights dancing and interlacing irregularly in his sight, until he saw those reds that suddenly burst out. He instantly determined the direction of Chu Tianhe, and when the black vines controlling them did not respond, he jumped out and pushed him to the ground.
Qi Huan came to the wall. The family pattern continued to emit powerful power, and a dull brown light enveloped his arms. He stretched out his hand and could touch the broken blade through this shallow layer of light, without even needing skin to make contact with it. Then he made a clenching movement and pulled off the piece of metal. After the wave of negative emotions receded, Aoyan and Shenghan immediately resisted in their own way, escaped from the mess and were able to breathe.
"What on earth have you done..."
Bai Ya stepped on the right wrist of "Chu Tianhe" at the waist, held down his left wrist with his right hand, and strangled his neck with his left hand. The chest of this body is still cracked, and the teeth are shaking slightly out of order. If Bai Ya is not careful, he might be injured by these things. On the other hand, the man under control was calm and calm, and there was no trace of panic on his festering and mutated face. He didn't even need to breathe, didn't need blood supply, and pinching his neck couldn't hurt him at all, as if he was breathing directly from the hole in his chest. You probably shouldn't stare at the cracked place for too long, otherwise it will give people the fear of insanity. It's unknown where it leads, it's just some kind of red core glowing in a darkness that's much wider than the human body, like the heart of a monster that can never be touched.
Suddenly, a third hand grabbed Bai Ya's neck.
The hand came out from the base of the left arm, from the same collarbone on the left side. Those were not human hands, but claws belonging to a monster...or maybe a dead hand. It has rotted away, the skin is black, dehydrated and dry, but some kind of web-like film can be seen as the connection between the sharp fingers. There are some red blood blisters on the arms, which are slightly protruding compared to the muscle structure, making people afraid to look at them.
He was much stronger than Bai Ya, and could almost break his neck. He lifted Bai Ya and stood up, his sharp black nails digging into the fragile skin mercilessly, but deliberately avoiding the trachea and arteries. Bai Ya didn't struggle for long, and his hand suddenly let go.
Licking the blood on his fingertips while the other party coughed violently, he let out that unique sneer.
