The familiar ancient city appeared in front of Wang Ye again.
But compared to last time, it seems that a lot of time has passed, and it seems that a leader has appeared among humans.
But the leader's job is just to gather people to worship the gods more conveniently.
Those small statues of gods that were still somewhat shabby have become more and more luxurious and extravagant, but the lives of the people seem to have become more miserable.
Wang Ye stood on the street, looking at the numb and empty crowd, with a headache.
Unexpectedly, those three pages caused trouble at a critical moment. This was a rhythm that was obviously meant to deceive myself.
I have been hunting hawks all my life, but in the end my eyes were pecked out by the hawk.
At this time, in addition to countless humans, the streets are also filled with a large number of ghosts...
For a time, it seemed as if the population of the city had doubled.
Countless human beings are doing their own things stiffly and numbly, which will naturally easily trigger a large number of killing patterns.
So, the ghost took action.
For a time, the city was filled with blood and corpses.
Countless ghosts are exuding strong ghost energy, starting this feast!
but...
The gods in the sky stood in the clouds, looking at everything indifferently. They saw with their own eyes that the blood was constantly being absorbed by these ghosts, and finally... couldn't sit still.
Perhaps it can be said that the script originally set on those three pieces of paper was rewritten due to external forces.
This is not allowed, and the only solution is to correct it.
In the sky, a high-ranking god exuded majestic pressure and fell to the ground.
Countless people prostrated themselves and knelt down before the gods.
Immediately afterwards, the battle between gods and ghosts... began.
Wang Ye and Xiao Si carefully hid in the corner, trying not to hurt any common people, and watched everything indifferently.
The war became more and more intense, even reaching a fever pitch.
Wang Ye was surprised to find that in addition to absorbing blood energy, these three pieces of paper could even absorb ghost energy.
It can be said that these ghosts are even its best nourishment.
Those so-called gods became more and more courageous as they fought, and their numbers increased. Even this ghost realm became solid, and no flaws could be seen anymore.
finally...
When these three pieces of paper accumulated to a certain extent, a ghost was finally killed and completely dissipated!
As if it was a signal, more and more ghosts were scattered, and the rotting corpses fell heavily to the ground. Even the rotten flesh was buried deep in the soil and disappeared.
Wang Ye's expression was a little solemn.
This time, it seems that I have really taken things too far, and I don’t know whether my move is good or bad.
It was a new way to deal with the ghosts in the new city.
He still played with fire and set himself on fire, releasing a big guy.
But now is not the time to think about this, and since it has been done, there is no use regretting it. Wang Ye quickly calmed down, and the aura on his body became lighter and lighter, minimizing his presence, as if he was a witness. , silently recording everything in front of him.
These so-called gods look so familiar.
There are Buddhas emitting golden light, Taoists holding talismans, and even beings wearing standard armor who cannot be named.
It's like each force is sitting in the clouds, controlling the world from above.
The writer's pen vividly describes this bizarre world. Wang Ye is like the only reader, admiring everything in front of him.
Finally, the ghost king-level severed hand seemed to sense that something was wrong, and became a little restless. One finger was broken, and then a dark hole was drawn in the void with blood, filled with depth and darkness.
The arm got in without hesitation and escaped from the ghost realm.
The loli holding a teddy bear not far away took this opportunity to enter the rift with a smile as well.
Seeing that the cracks are about to disappear.
As long as there were some intelligent half-king-level ghosts, they all fled into the cracks as if fleeing. Only the ghost generals and ghost soldiers were left wandering around the city in a dull manner, destined to become victims.
"The ghosts we killed now are as good as the Tiantian Group's achievements in one year."
Wang Ye looked at the scene in front of him and was speechless. Even he did not expect that these three pieces of paper would produce such a good effect.
I just don’t know what kind of terrifying existence it will become after giving it space to grow.
As time went by, there were fewer and fewer ghosts on the streets, until eventually they became a rare rarity.
And those gods returned to the clouds again and continued to look down on the people.
The number of people in the city has been reduced to a pitiful level. It seems that to correct the plot, the time passes faster and faster for these people from birth to old age. In just two hours, the people in the city have become denser again. .
Witnessing this scene with his own eyes, Wang Ye couldn't help but sigh.
Perhaps, this is just like Zhang Ziliang's plan. No matter how many people are sacrificed, as long as the incense of the human race continues, humanity will still prosper in a short time.
In his eyes, there never existed a single person, only the human race as a whole.
As long as the human race is immortal, it doesn't matter even if only a few hundred people die.
As the population became denser again, the passage of time resumed its normal course.
"I didn't have time to finish it last time. Who is the protagonist of this book and what is the author's story line?"
Wang Ye murmured to himself that this content seemed to be a very complicated plot. He probably only read the prologue when he was in Fengdu City before.
As a result, as soon as I was about to enter the main text, the energy was not enough to maintain it.
This time, these three pieces of paper have absorbed a huge amount of ghost energy. I wonder if I can see the whole plot clearly and draw something from it.
Thinking about it, Wang Ye simply relaxed completely.
Either this ghost realm will kill him.
As long as he can't be killed and is released, this city will be his.
It's very profitable and fits Wang Ye's style very well.
Carrying out the wooden chair, Wang Ye, like the lazy neighbor, found a sunny place and sat down.
While basking in the sun, I watched the plot unfold leisurely.
It's just that compared to before, the giant eye is missing from the sky. It should have moved to the holder of his brush.
As if to promote the development of the plot, the day was exceptionally long this time. After such a long time, the sun hung high in the sky.
Suddenly, a baby's cry came from next door to Wang Ye.
But Wang Ye is already somewhat immune to this, because there are too many similar sounds in the city.
Babies are being born all the time, and old people are dying at the same time.
Even the leaders of these humans have changed over and over again, but the only thing that remains unchanged is that they are still worshiping the gods with piety.
And Wang Ye also discovered something wrong.
for example...
The death of these ordinary humans.
