Under that mask, there was no face at all, not even a head. Through the erratic candlelight everywhere, he could even see the traces of neat cuts on the neck, maybe because of an unjust death or resentment. It's too big, and the wound has been unable to scab for a long time. New flesh is grown layer after layer, and countless bloody hands are constantly scratching!
What kind of Witch King is this? He is clearly a headless evil god.
Unknowingly, a lot of black mist suddenly emerged from the surrounding faceless stone statues. This black mist gathered on the neck of the Witch King. It seemed to have become conscious. It condensed on the neck and pieced together into shape, and finally gathered into the head of the Witch God. However, This head is tangible and intangible, and only the faint blue soul energy can be seen coming out of the facial features, like a black hole in the abyss, which seems to attract the souls of all living creatures into it.
After he had the head, he opened his bloody mouth, took out the soldiers and bandits, stuffed them into his mouth and chewed them like strips of meat. The screams mixed with the sound of bones crunching came one after another. The scene was so bloody that his eyes blurred and phantoms appeared. .
"Are you Chi You, or the Witch God?"
Yue Guanchao asked the question he wanted to know most while his mouth could still speak.
"Is there any difference? In ancient times, the human emperor was a god!"
The voice of the statue is like the roar of an old dragon and the muffled roar of a buffalo. It is as if it is dull and noisy through a quilt. If you listen carefully, you will find that it is not the voice of one person at all, but thousands of souls crying and howling at the same time. The words are cold, ruthless and serious. It's so vicious that my ears can't stand it after just one sentence.
"I created the witch god civilization, I created the witch clan, and I created the twelve ancestral witches. I am the witch god and the witch king, and I am all the dead witches."
What the statue said was not what Yue Guanchao expected. The faceless statue represented Chi You, who could not be named. He asked again: "Where did your head go?"
"I don't know where. My people worshiped my body, but lost my head. My head was chopped off by them. Where did it go? Where did it go? Ahhhhhh~~ ~”
The statue knew that he had lost his head, and became very irritable when he mentioned this. He ate two soldiers and bandits in succession as he spoke, and a burst of blood mist sprayed out of his mouth, which made the surrounding fishy smell even worse.
"Then do you know what this tiger charm is?"
Yue Guanchao took out the tiger talisman. Now it seemed that the twelve witch gods she worshiped in Sushen's mural should be the twelve ancestral witches. Then, the tiger talisman must also be related to the witch clan. He had to ask clearly. What does the Tiger Talisman represent?
"The most precious treasure of the Witch Clan!"
"what is that?"
Yue Guanchao was about to continue asking questions, but the Witch Emperor seemed unwilling to tell him more information and just laughed wildly. He wanted to continue asking questions, but he felt a sharp pain in his philtrum, and a sense of suffocation spread from his nose to his heart, as if he was being beaten. The man was pushed off the cliff, and when the feeling of weightlessness disappeared and he opened his eyes again, Xu Xiake pinched his hand and looked at him with concern.
Yue Guanchao wiped the sweat from his head and asked Xu Xiake: "Brother Xu, how long have I slept?"
"About an hour!"
Originally, everything just now was just a dream, but the dream was too real. He could even feel the flesh and blood exploding, splashing on his face, and then turning from hot to cold.
Yue Guanchao looked around. The old witch's group was still resting, but the soldiers and bandits guarding them were woken up. Their eyes were wary of looking at everyone. The second uncle and the others were also still there. If anything was different, then Just let the peacock disappear.
"Where's Boss Ren?"
Yue Guanchao grabbed him and said urgently.
"I don't know. I didn't see her when you woke up just now."
"Could it be!"
Yue Guanchao realized something was wrong and picked up his shotgun to get up. The soldiers and bandits around him thought he was going to kill someone, so they pointed their guns at him with wary eyes. When they saw that he was indeed not targeting Zhang, they put down their hostility.
The reason why he is so nervous is because this temple is so unusual. He has never fallen asleep during vigils before, even if he stayed awake for several days. The fact that something like this happened is enough to show that there is something weird in the temple. , maybe it has something to do with what is imprisoned in the statue!
After walking down the corridor, Yue Guanchao looked nervously at the hall. Sure enough, Ren Peacock was standing under the statue of the god, using the silk knife in his hand to completely cut off the talisman seal!
"Boss Ren~"
"Boss Ren?"
Yue Guanchao carefully called Ren Kongque's name. Seeing that she was not aware of it at all, he walked over to look at the Gu citizen. Her eyes were obviously blurry and unfocused, and she repeated the action of pulling out the wire drawing knife in her hand.
He recalled the scene in the dream and still shuddered. If Ren Peacock was really allowed to cut off the talisman, the consequences might be out of control, so he had to hold Ren Peacock's hand to pull her away.
Before Yue Guanchao could pull the person away, he saw Ren Peacock taking action. He picked up the crescent moon dagger and was about to rush over. There must be a fight between the two.
Xu Xiake took advantage of the trembling hands and feet of the two men and raised his sword to cut off the thread.
With a click, the silk knife lost its power, and the peacock was thrown several meters away by the inertia. When he looked up again, the weakness in his eyes had returned to normal.
