Chapter 396 What Does It Feel Like to Have a Pig Brain Overload?

"Die!"

Although it was only two or three seconds, this time was enough for Tenis to turn around and burst out with a powerful assassination.

But at the moment when this inevitable attack was about to be implemented, let alone the feeling of being stuck, the sharp tip of the gun seemed to pierce a ball of air, because the enemy disappeared directly.

? ? ?

On the other side, Ji Ming, who was frantically using the teleportation array to rescue people, pulled out the powerless Viper from the portal.

"Hey, how did you die?"

Ji Ming did not expect the old lady to be so cruel. Knowing that the opponent was a living person, she had mental power and she really attacked, and directly boiled the brain at full power.

Therefore, the Viper now looks very scary, with blood flowing from all seven orifices and green smoke coming out of his head. He can create a new screen classic without makeup.

Although he is a traitor to the enemy, he has been working hard recently and has done a good job in speaking and doing things. He can't just die in his own hands.

There was no other way. Ji Ming could only soak her tail, which had the same function as plant roots, in the spirit-gathering liquid, and then use mental magic to repair her brain.

"Wait a minute, I was wondering just now, what on earth smells so good?... Oh, it turns out to be the smell of roasted brains, so it's okay..."

Fortunately, it was just a simple violent destruction. With the spirit-gathering liquid to keep her alive, the broken vegetative person can be repaired and modified and used as a brand new one.

Three minutes later, the venomous snake trembled and opened his eyes blankly.

"Ah, what happened? I remember I..."

How did he speak normally?

Seeing the venomous snake who didn't yell or laugh for no reason, and even looked extremely rational, Ji Ming was delighted and explained quickly.

"Oh, you just had a fierce battle with the Archbishop of Radiance and your brain was accidentally burned. I saved you from the gates of hell with my magic hands."

If it were a normal person, even if he didn't tremble when hearing such horrifying words, he would be scared enough.

However, after a brief recollection, Viper showed some regret on her face.

"What a pity, what a pity..."

Ji Ming: It's over!

In regret, tears even flowed from her eyes.

"I don't seem to have any memory of this part! By the way, what does it feel like to have your brain burned by a mental attack?"

Turning his head.

"Sir, since you also know mental magic, you can definitely help me do it again. Can you keep the memory this time? Can you let me experience it a few more times in the future?"

"Get out!"

Before Viper could say more lewd words, he opened a door and threw her in without saying a word.

But before closing the door, he still added a sentence.

"Go, your next stop is the Kingdom of God!"

"What? I can... I can go to the Kingdom of God!?"

Although it was abrupt, it was an unexpected ecstasy for Viper.

It is necessary to understand that the Kingdom of God founded by the true God like Milin is outside the world and is not an existence that can be entered casually.

So, as a flower-level messenger and assassin master of the Hidden Department, this was her first time to come to the legendary kingdom of God.

As a church organization that is essentially a big liar, even if it is a weak god or even an evil god, when describing its kingdom of God, it must be portrayed as a beautiful paradise.

What about fried chicken for one copper coin, succubus in the village, and a wizard tower per capita... Anyway, it is as beautiful as it can be, as exaggerated as it can be.

So in the imagination of the venomous snake, the master of living beings is a very famous god who transcends the existence of the entire planet. His kingdom of God must be so great that it cannot be described in words.

At the very least, there must be dragons guarding the gates, angels offering blessings, divine craftsmen casting tools, saints preaching, and all kinds of wonders everywhere, as well as saints who are peaceful and happy.

In short, with a beautiful wish in mind, the venomous snake slowly opened his eyes, and then he really saw an angel looking down at him.

But it was not the kind of welfare angel with blond hair and blue eyes who could not wear two feet of cloth, but a battle angel who was covered in armor and looked extremely loyal.

There was a blazing fire in the angel's eyes, and she was so scared that she couldn't say a word.

"Oh, you are a living person."

It was not until the angel left with such a sentence that she dared to sit up bravely, and then she instantly understood what the angel said.

It turned out that she was on a green grass at this time, and the bodies of fanatics who were cut, cut, and chopped up were constantly generated around her, just like a slaughterhouse.

However, this slaughterhouse was not unattended. In the chaos, there were several tall and slender human figures made entirely of grass and leaves, picking and choosing among them, and communicating with a very strange accent.

"Hey, where is this person's arm?"

"It seems, it should be this."

"No, no, the model is wrong!"

... Even if the venomous snake was a psychopath, he felt that they spoke stupidly, with a kind of low IQ beauty.

But the tree people were stupid, but they did things decisively. They pieced together the corpses like children playing with building blocks, and then sent them all to the open space on the side.

After a round of inspection, the angel came back here and raised his hand to use the [Resurrection Spell] as if magic power was free, resurrecting all these fanatics of low level.

And because the magic of the angel itself has the effect of purification, all the residual medicine in their bodies was emptied, and they returned with normal minds.

But paganism is paganism. After seeing what was around them, they immediately broke out in fierce resistance, looking iron-clad and ready to be martyred at any time.

Especially after seeing that their Lord Viper did not help them resist, but instead stood dejectedly in the tree people team, lowering the average height of the enemy.

"Lord Viper, why are you just watching? Have you really betrayed us?"

"Ah this."

Viper felt a rare sense of shame and hesitated before speaking.

"I just want to find a way for everyone to survive. Don't you think it's too much for me to use you as cannon fodder?"

Sylvia: "..."

"Ah! The 'I' here refers to the church. I didn't harm you. Don't hold grudges casually!"

Jungle believer: "..."

Just as they were about to curse in anger, they were stopped by the poisonous snake's self-destruction, and they all fell into silence.

Viper: "..."

So the two sides looked at each other like clowns for a moment, and finally Sylvia, who had work to do, broke the deadlock.

"Forget it, it's useless to reason with these foolish and loyal people. Let's use mind magic to clean their brains."

"Wait a moment!"

But even if there is nothing you can do, who wants to be played with their brains?

Now that there were no drugs to interfere with his thinking, one of the believers with gleaming eyes immediately stopped the angel's behavior.

"Sir, if... Cao Ni Ma, you miss, then you can die!... I'm sorry, I mean, if we continue to resist, are you going to... modify our memories?"

The archangel did not answer directly, but waited for a moment, as if looking at something, and then nodded.

"Yes, I will let you know who is worthy of loyalty."

As soon as these words came out, the crowd started to chatter and tug and tug at each other for several seconds before another jungle believer pulled at his throat.

"Then why us? What about those previous believers? How come they... why didn't you win over them?"

Everyone agreed: "Yes, yes!"

And this time the reply was quick.

"Damaged machinery can be repaired, but melting cannot. Their minds have been completely destroyed by this drug that costs their lives, and there is no need to resurrect them."

"Oh my god..."

When the quartermaster distributed the medicine, he clearly said that it was a special combat medicine with many benefits, and did not mention that it would have such terrible side effects.

A believer lamented, turned around and looked at his companions with similarly complicated expressions, and took courage.

"So what do you want us to do? Do you want us to betray our gods?"

The angel seemed to have the answer already, without thinking.

"I'm just giving you a way to survive, and I emphasize again that it was your god who first betrayed you with extremely vicious behavior for his own shameful desires."

"..."

Every answer she gave made the believers less restless, and finally even the most stubborn old guy among them let go of the hand of the young man next to him.

He grabbed his forehead, which had few white hairs left, and asked that crucial question.

"What's in it for us?"

The angel did not speak, but raised his hand and blew a gust of wind out of thin air.

But this wind is not a strong wind that can tear people alive into powder, but a wind field mixed with magic that can take them to experience flying.

For a race without wings, flying is not a right that everyone can enjoy, so the crowd immediately let out exclamations with different emotions.

However, there were many things that surprised them, because as the altitude rose, they found that they were actually in a clearing in an underground forest.

Even according to the objective laws of the magical world of Yangyue, it is impossible for such a huge green plant community to naturally evolve underground. Behind this must be the great creation of intelligent creatures.

And great creation cannot be achieved by just talking, and a lot of manpower and material resources must be invested.

Moreover, in many special fields, quantitative changes cannot actually bring about qualitative changes at all, so the carrier of such miracles must be one or even multiple terrifyingly high-level beings.

so……

is it necessary?

Is it necessary to spend so much stuff just to create a forest underground?

Considering that all those who can establish a church are cunning and cunning people, so they cannot be idiots trying to look good, they can only come to a terrifying conclusion.

——The Lord doesn’t care.

(I can’t hold myself back even after typing these four words “Grandma Di”)

They were thinking, but the wind did not stop blowing. After taking them across the vast forest, a large green chessboard appeared at the end of their sight.

However, there is only one chess piece standing on the chessboard. It is a giant tree that towers up to the ceiling, with a lush canopy as thick as clouds, and is located in the middle of a lake.

And I don’t know whether it’s because they are essentially jungle believers and have an affinity with the wood element, or the quiet and distant aura of the giant tree is too contagious.

Some people in the crowd who had seen the world rolled their eyes three times and their faces trembled.

"Could it be that this is the master of living beings?"

Before everyone could hold their breath and concentrate, the archangel on the side shook his head after hearing this.

"No, just like me, this is just one of the protectors under the throne of God."

The protector is still one of them...

When they came to the sky above the lake, the wind direction changed, and they slowly descended towards the island in the middle of the lake.

The stubborn old man with the most stubborn words might be afraid of heights. His face was not very good all the way. He didn't dare to look around until the altitude dropped. As a result, he fell down with a snap.

"Look at the ground, what are those!?"

In confusion, the jungle believers who were thrown into the underground kingdom of God had entered the rhythm of elementary school students' spring outing.

On the other hand, those who didn't come in were miserable.

The assassin master who had high hopes was killed in seconds before he could make a move. The elite psychopaths without the sharp knife became consumables for giving heads.

What's more terrible is that they still kept a little bit of rationality. The advantage is that it is more chic to harvest with the wind, and it is more convenient to fight back, but the disadvantage is that they will still flee when the wind is against them.

At this time, it was Thyme's turn to cooperate. When the major wood-level messengers were surprised by the inexplicable disappearance of elite believers and even venomous snakes, he took the lead in biting the definition to death.

"It's bad! The archbishop is an old monster who came back to life from five hundred years ago. I'm afraid he has mastered some terrifying space exile magic."

After that, there will be curious babies asking him what space exile magic is, and Thyme can rely on his professional scholar personality to start talking nonsense.

"This is a new knowledge created by a holy magician under the iron-fisted saint seat ten thousand years ago. This matter is also recorded in "The Wonderful Story of the God of Space"..."

Anyway, this is the territory of Holy Light, and the God of the Jungle dare not look at it.

Then whoever can create false memories for everyone present can fool the gods together, so Thyme is very confident when talking.

...Wait, deceive the gods?

He even felt a little excited. Is there anything more exciting than this?

As for why he didn't feel sad, panic, or have any special reaction after seeing the venomous snake die on the spot.

It's not because he is cold-hearted and doesn't show his emotions, but because this is part of the God's plan.

Sigh, since the assassin needs someone to take the blame, how can the assassination be without a price?

If Viper continues to insist on a third assassination after the second assassination failed, she will most likely end up being liquidated by the Church, and then she will definitely die.

After all, she is one of his own now, and Ji Ming can't push her into the fire pit, so letting her use her "death" as a curtain call is the best way to exit.

The next spy work can be replaced by Thyme, who is more suitable for this job, so that Ji Ming's eyes will not be broken.