Chapter 1220 Adding Fuel to the Fire

"Stop! Stop, stop, stop—"

The praisers neighed and shouted in terror.

When the door to Guixu is opened from that palm, there is an infinite undercurrent surging, like the surging echo of the ocean, reverberating.

He didn't know how many times he thought about killing himself, detonating his soul, and killing the guy in front of him together.

But a steady stream of fear and horror emerged under the guidance of instinct, preventing him from making the stupidest choice, telling him that if he committed suicide, he would most likely end up in an ending more terrifying than death——

It is possible to fall into...the darkness in front of you!

But at this moment, when the abyss grinned ferociously and the real hell opened its door to him, he realized that he had no choice from beginning to end.

"I want to confess! I want to confess!"

He twisted his neck with difficulty, looked back, and shouted incoherently: "I know a secret passage, a secret passage that can go directly to the upper level, as well as a secret warehouse and a military passage. Lord Sacrifice, Sacrifice, trust me! And Justice, justice, I know his secret! I still have a role, I can make meritorious deeds, don’t you like to recruit large groups now? I can also recruit, I can also love the current situation, wait a minute, no... Wuwu Woo!!!”

The hoarse shouting suddenly stopped, and the black hand was already pressing on his face.

The whole world seemed to have fallen into dead silence.

Only the violent heartbeat echoed in his ears, mixed with heavy breathing, and those words that even he himself didn't know what he was shouting.

He could only whimper and struggle desperately under the oppression of those bloated kobolds and the fishy body odor.

Then darkness, surging darkness slowly rose before his eyes.

It was like falling into the bottom of the abyss instantly.

The infinite viscous darkness surges like chaotic waves in the ocean. When the ocean tide opens, death, despair, pain, sorrow, anger, pity and even resentment slowly rise, condensing into indescribable outlines, each other. Overlapping and merging, in the end, a cold and solemn animal face emerges.

Wearing a crown and a rainbow, his tail trailing flaming stars.

The endless darkness was lifted away like a veil, turning it into an insignificant decoration on its face. At this moment, as huge as the sun and moon, it opened, and its huge pupils were like black holes, completely absorbing the wailing sacrifice in front of it. engulf.

It was at that moment that the viscous darkness that condensed into substance covered his face.

Then, it poured violently into his mouth and nose, bringing an unprecedented burning sensation and tearing pain, making him involuntarily widen his eyes and wail silently.

But the more I screamed and roared, the bigger the darkness poured into my body. In the end, it filled my heart, and even seemed to have thousands of tentacles penetrating into my soul, making cold, cruel, and greedy corrections. The shapes in it are constantly distorting the common sense and concepts that have been engraved in the soul, and even... and even... beliefs!

The desperate soul screams and struggles, desperately trying to ignite itself.

A round of holy light rose from the pale and dry soul, and the divinity and discipline from the rancher turned into the last barrier, opening a gap for him to breathe.

"Gu...ho ho...kill me..." The distorted face of the praiser emerged from under the turbid current, his eyes were scarlet, and he roared hoarsely: "Kill me!"

Huai Shi was slightly stunned.

Um? Still have the strength to resist? It should be said that it is really a high-end product exclusive to ranchers?

Still have an anti-counterfeiting certification?

However, he soon stopped taking it seriously.

Isn't it just a holy light? Watch me push it back!

In Huai Shi's palm, a dark heart emerged from the mud and beat suddenly. Then, a torrent of darkness burst out and poured into the face of the praiser.

The neighing was drowned out.

An unprecedented hot feeling emerged from his soul and spread. The scalding heat and the burning darkness made him twitch. He suspected that he was about to explode in this surging infusion.

No, no!

Feeling that his soul was rapidly being tainted by the darkness, his faith collapsed rapidly. In despair, he used all his strength to try to maintain his final sanity, and crazily recited the holy scriptures in hell: "Praise my Lord, in this world... All...Lord of all...Bahá...Supreme God, Supreme Spirit, Lord of the Eternal Abyss...Bahá...Bahá..."

As he kept chanting, it became difficult for him to continue making sounds in his throat.

Just whimpering like weeping.

When the fragmented prayers were mixed together, it was no longer possible to distinguish each other. In the end, deep in his soul, the brilliant holy light was trembling and stained with darkness, and quickly dimmed.

In the darkness, only the outline of the wolf-headed giant spirit gradually rose.

Looking down at the souls that are so close.

sneer.

Snapped!

A crack emerged from the hymn crown that grew from his skull, and then, strands of darkness appeared silently on the pure white crown.

Qualitative change from the inside out.

Just behind him, the pure white wings quickly turned black and became distorted. After the feathers fell off, scales appeared.

The darkness dissipated without a trace. When Huai Shi let go of his palm, the praiser fell to the ground as if he had no bones, and collapsed into a ball, twitching and sobbing feebly.

A bright red tear fell from the corner of his eye in despair.

The link between myself and the rancher was actually disconnected?

He could no longer feel the eternally shining sun in his soul.

And some kind of new power is sprouting from the soul, filling the gaps left by the rancher, and then modifying its soul into a new shape.

He was obviously depressed, but unprecedented fulfillment and happiness gradually emerged from his heart, making his expression sometimes hollow and sometimes smiling, distorted into strange shapes.

The refreshing fragrance in the Holy Gospel Seat gradually turned into an unbearable stench, and the glorious and huge temple gradually became distorted, weird, and ugly in his eyes.

Everything he once praised fell into the abyss, but his soul was incredibly peaceful.

Because the blazing sun named Bahamut rises from his heart——

A new light illuminates everything again.

When the old praiser dies in the darkness, a brand new self is born from this blessed baptism, getting rid of the old form and comprehending the new truth.

"Holy, holy——"

Like a baby learning to speak, he stumblingly praised the Supreme Lord, and a new look sprouted in his dull eyes, lighting up and gradually becoming fanatical.

On the raised face again, the mouth and nose elongated at an incredible speed, like pure white curly hair growing rapidly, as Huai Shi stared in astonishment...

Turned into a west high?

Absolutely, is this fucking classified? !

He looked around at the believers around him, and then realized that he had almost gathered together all the common dog breeds without even realizing it - it was just that most of the lower-class angels with mixed souls seemed to be able to transform into earth dogs with status. Only war angels who are noble or whose souls have been blessed by ranchers can have varieties, and their bloodlines seem to be uneven. Except for the pure bloodline of Praise, the others are all a bit mixed.

Is this... your Elysium a hell or a dog farm?

Why is it so evil?

What exactly went wrong?

Huaishi scratched his head, unable to understand.

However, the deliberate transformation of the praiser just now also gave him a deeper understanding of the transformation of faith plague.

The essence of the epidemic is an extension of the divine nature of Da Siming, which itself has extremely strong corrosive and transformative functions.

After Bahamut, his solidified projection, swallowed the Great Reaper's Abyssal Seed, the two erosions were superimposed, and coupled with the influence of Bahamut, the superior factor, Huaishi's own origin became The quality possesses the effect of forcibly transforming hell creatures into a swarm of self.

The reason why it works so smoothly is not only because of Huai Shi's skill in playing the game, but also... on the other hand...it's because of the rancher's ability to pick it up!

Being able to go so smoothly depends on the quality of the Elysian Paradise. The angels have abundant energy. If it is a large group of other uneven hells, they may only turn into strange things like human-headed dogs or half-kobolds.

The principle is that Huai Shi, the fake ruler, is forcibly digging into the corner of the Paradise Land, and forcibly stamping the large group of ranchers with the stamp of his own home.

Then use bad money to drive out ‘good money’ in hell…

Other mass-produced Battle Angels are okay. Mid-level and high-level ones like Tribute have anti-counterfeiting chips and firewalls in their souls. It can’t be solved by changing the brand. They must be re-ROOTed from the inside and thoroughly cleaned out the old residues. Then replace it with a new one.

And in the process... the praiser actually died once.

It should be said that he has died countless times before he was transformed into a part of the food chain by the rancher, or was constantly reborn.

What Huaishi did was to roughly pollute all the influence and blessings exerted by the rancher, and then replace them with his own Guixu brand. It's no different than tearing a person apart, changing his brain, and putting it back together again.

How much of the original memory and soul can be retained depends entirely on luck.

On the other hand, only the soul after solidification can do this. If it is the activity and structure of the soul of the sublime, I am afraid that it will be almost solidified after doing this...

It has to be said that the command bureau's vigilance against Huai Shi is indeed justified.

As long as he is given enough time, he can dig into the corner of the situation and wash out the Ascendant himself to wash out an entire army of kobolds.

Unfortunately, even if the command bureau was prepared for the worst, it still seemed to have far underestimated his threat and destructiveness.

Since he landed at the Holy See of the Gospel, in less than half an hour, the number of infected people has almost exceeded 10,000!

There are more carriers still in the incubation period, waiting to spread...

Fortunately, the war was in chaos at the moment, and no one paid attention. As long as Huai Shi himself was not stupid enough to write a report about this matter and send it to the public, friendly forces should not be wary of him again.

At worst, we might as well take it from pastoralists and use it for pastoral purposes, and the free cannon fodder might as well be consumed at the Holy See of the Gospel and that’s it!

Thinking of this, Huaishi's eyes became more and more kind when she looked at the kobolds.

It would be such a waste not to use such a good cannon fodder——

"Have you eaten everything? If you want to eat something, just eat more. Eat something good."

This tender sympathy and concern made the believers burst into tears of gratitude and praise in unison. Even the praisers who had just completed their transformation began to shed tears of repentance in those warm words.

Regret.

Soon, after some arrangements, Huai Shi sent most of the dog-headed believers who were full of morale to spread the gospel on Good Deeds Day.

Finally, he finally looked at the church in front of him.

In the distance, huge buildings collapsed in the fierce light falling from the sky, and thick smoke rose.

Faint loud noises and sounds of fighting continued to come.

Even the dim sunlight above the dome revealed wisps of blood that was so thick that it couldn't be melted away.

Accompanied by countless enthusiastic praises, the huge meteorite roared down from the upper realm, turning the entire area into a sea of ​​​​fire.

The flames of war have gradually ignited the Gospel Holy Seat from the outside in, but higher up and deeper in hell, the undercurrent is still surging...

"Let's add more fuel to the fire—"

Huai Shi smiled and strode into the sanctuary of the Salute.

Right under his feet, the darkness of the blowout swept and spread, instantly covering the entire huge temple. Then, at an incredible speed, it quickly penetrated and transformed inside.

With continuous roars, the rancher's holy symbol quickly collapsed and fell.

The statue collapsed.

Countless activated musical instruments were reduced to ashes in the painful eyes of the praisers, while more iron light and more alchemical matrices were shaped again in the tide of shadows.

In the end, there was only a blank space in the originally eerie hall.

Only the stage like a concert hall slowly rose.

Behind the open dome, countless cables and machinery rapidly changed and extended, and a microphone glowing with ancient copper light slowly lowered.

It fell in front of Huai Shi.

"This is really...an unprecedented special concert."

The Disaster Musician murmured softly.

He reached out and grasped the authority that was so close at hand.

Knocked out the first syllable in the void!

At that moment, a shrill scream that almost ripped apart the soul suddenly rose from the place of worship and followed the matrices and hubs throughout the middle and lower levels of the Gospel Holy Seat.

Spread like a torrent.

It covered every corner, ravaged every eardrum, and caused all intelligent creatures to tremble involuntarily.

The scream was squirming, crawling, rolling and spasming in pain, stirring up layers of tangible waves in the air.

Sweeping through the wide squares and streets, squeezing into the narrow alleys and cracks, greedily shrouding everything under his control.

The tiles trembled and shattered, the masonry screamed and cracked, and countless dust jumped up and danced from the ground in horror. And there were ripples in the blood-colored lake, and the tower of bones shook endlessly.

And the curses and malice from Yun Zhongjun flew in all directions amidst the roar of steel!

At that moment, the hearts of all living creatures beat in unison. In the heart, there is spasm and contraction, and the trembling continues.

I feel the icy chill gradually rising from my back, like a ray on my back!

Because there is a crazy and terrifying volume that explodes in everyone's ears, like thunder, and waves of chilling thunder rise up and down, like an angry monster, crashing into the sky and the earth, sweeping every inch of the earth and soil, and going deep Under the sky and under the nine earths.

This brings greetings from the heavenly lineage.

"Hey, sound check - sound check - can you hear me?"

That sharp sound that made the internal organs twitch and twitch, leaving a series of confused roars: "Puff, plop, plop, why is there no response? Do you need to plug it in? It can't be broken, right?"

boom!

The violently trembling copper bell cracked a gap, broke away from the chain, and fell from the top of the tower. The bricks and stones filled with cracks also turned into dust in the unprecedented resonance.

At this moment, no matter whether it is the current situation or hell, whether it is the ascendants or the large group, apart from shock and horror, there is only one thought left in everyone's heart.

Grass mud horse!

——Someone turn off this stupid free mic!

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