Mi Qing looked around and saw that the passage plane was a slightly spacious cave. In the center of the cave is a stone statue. The stone statue can't be seen clearly in the dim light. Only a rough outline can be seen.
A circle of yellow candles is placed under the stone statue, the candlelight is swaying and the light is soft.
In the outer circle is a group of kneeling people, with ragged clothes and thin backs. There are men and women, old and young.
One by one, they muttered something.
It's not about eternal life, it's about getting rid of illness and finding peace.
In the soft light, Mi Qing looked at the stone statue.
The stone statue is three meters high and surrounded by light. It is actually somewhat divine.
Thinking of the specious rules, Mi Qing was about to take action when he saw the dead stone statue moving.
"Kaka——"
The limbs of the stone statue moved mechanically, making a crisp sound of dislocated bones, causing a group of people kneeling around to pray and interrupting Mi Qing's movements.
Mi Qing stared at the stone statue and retracted his body into the shadow, watching the subsequent developments.
"Wish granted."
The stone statue seemed to be holding something in its right hand. With the clicking sound, a faint light fell down and landed on the head of the kneeling person in the front.
Just for a moment, bright light entered his brain. The man's body was shaking violently, and he howled like a beast from his mouth. He looked extremely painful. But the eyes of other people around him looked at that man, as if they were fanatical and lustful.
For someone like Mi Qing, who has seen many scenes, when he saw that look, he felt it was very penetrating. She didn't move her eyes away, and continued to stare at the subsequent developments.
"ah--"
With a miserable howl, the man looked up to the sky and roared, and his body stiffened suddenly.
The next moment, the stiff body suddenly hit the ground with a thud, a little dust flew, and the surrounding area was silent.
"It's such a pity that it failed."
"Yes, my god's spiritual light was wasted."
"If this were me, I would never fail."
"What a pity. The effect of the aura will be greatly reduced after being used once."
"..."
The indifferent comments were in sharp contrast to the enthusiasm that was superior in their eyes.
After a moment, someone shouted loudly.
"My God, please give this to us!"
"My God, please give this to us!"
"..."
A prayer seemed to be a switch, and more people began to appeal loudly. The voices overlapped and seemed solemn, yet also seemed evil and extremely weird.
Mi Qing looked at this scene and felt that those people were like cultists.
Evil and full of ritual.
The next moment, I heard the stone statue reply.
"Wish granted."
The same answer, but Mi Qing heard different meanings.
Before she could think about the deeper meaning, the scene that happened next made her frown.
I saw that the person who was initially given the 'Aura' was rushed towards him one after another by the people around him, but within a few seconds, I couldn't even see the hem of his clothes.
The smell of blood overflowed, blood flowed out, and only a pool of dark liquid could be seen on the dim ground. Under the candlelight, the figures look wandering, like ghosts and monsters.
Mi Qing watched silently, and suddenly a bizarre and absurd 'memory' appeared in her mind. 'She' seemed to have been treated in the same way.
Mi Qing was confused.
This memory... isn't quite right.
I wanted to think about it, but I just felt empty in my head.
Mi Qing held her forehead, her expression gradually becoming serious.
She remembered what the idol said about the anchor point.
The anchor is the soul, but the body is sacrificed...
Could it be...
Thinking of a certain possibility, her right hand, which was resting on the rock formation, crushed the rock formation under her hand.
There was a click and the sound of flesh and blood being chewed.
After a moment, Renjun suddenly turned his head and looked at Mi Qing's position.
It was obviously a gentle candlelight, but the 'people' stained with the same kind of blood in the backlight seemed like ghosts. Their eyes were backlit, exuding beastly malice.
Being stared at by so many eyes, Mi Qing suddenly smiled.
Regardless of whether the 'memory' of her being eaten is true or false. At the moment, she was really unhappy.
He walked out of the darkness openly, and the wings behind him turned into darkness, hiding in the void. She ignored the 'people' staring at her, but raised her head to look at the three-meter-high statue.
After taking a few steps closer, I could finally see clearly what the stone statue looked like.
An extremely sacred female stone statue, with an opened box in her right hand and her left hand on her chest. The entire stone statue has a kind face and kind eyes.
Looking at it, he doesn't look like an evil god at all. But the multiple dark blood stains splattered at the hem of the stone statue told Mi Qing that the scene just now had happened here more than once.
"It's really... not pleasant."
Mi Qing whispered, and the next moment the blood chain was thrown out, skewering the people who rushed over at the same time into individual skewers.
With a flick of the blood chain, the human meat skewer was thrown away and hit the stone statue. But those 'people' whose hearts had been penetrated stood up mechanically, twisted their necks, and attacked again.
He looked like an immortal.
Mi Qing's expression remained unchanged, with the green spear in hand and the blood chain wrapped around the spear, they all moved out.
In the midst of lightning and flint, before the 'person' who rushed forward again could get close to Mi Qing's body, he was swept away by a spear and pierced by a blood chain. His broken limbs flew across and dyed the stone statue of kind-hearted eyes red.
Mi Qing looked at the fresh blood splattered on the stone statue. It was not only red, but also steaming. She murmured to herself, "It's strange that the blood is red."
The insensitive creature actually has warm, red blood.
How disgusting.
With a kick of his foot, Mi Qing stabbed with his spear, aiming at the stone box in the stone statue's hand.
"Bang——"
The spear did not hit the stone box, but it did not hit it unexpectedly. A light shield appeared, covering the stone statue. The spear could not pierce it, but was bounced back.
Mi Qing stepped back, and the blood chain bloomed. The people who were left with only stumps and broken arms and wanted to rush forward were penetrated and dismembered by the blood chain again, and the ground was full of flesh and blood.
Fresh bones splashed on the surrounding rock formations, adding a vague layer of protection under the soft orange light. But the flesh and bones continued to squirm, like disgusting bugs, trying their best to fit together.
In the blink of an eye, the flesh and blood of many people pieced together into an ugly sarcoma. The sarcoma was disgusting and ugly, and the thick white and red liquid and the fresh cortical bones made people's pores bulge and their hearts tremble.
But Mi Qing watched with cold eyes, and even his expression did not change.
Fire vines sputtered on the ground, and lava flowed. The sarcoma wailed in the magma, the sound was penetrating and sad.
As for Mi Qing, he held a spear and attacked the stone statue with several moves. The mask protecting the stone statues is getting thinner and thinner, but the stone statues inside the mask are also undergoing amazing changes.
The stone body began to take flesh.
The blood splashed on the stone statue was absorbed, the flesh and blood was absorbed, and the speed of the stone statue's physical transformation was accelerating.
Mi Qing didn't want to wait for the other party to take shape.
The previous rules said that gods could be killed but not trusted. At this moment, she decided to stick to the rules for once.
His eyes were sharp, and his spear gathered unparalleled momentum.
"Click——"
The light shield that persisted for a long time finally broke, and the spear pierced the stone statue between the eyebrows.
I’m old and can’t write anymore
(End of chapter)
