Chapter 1058 Why Doesn't Your 'K' Kill Me? (Very Large Chapter

Chapter 1059 Why doesn’t your ‘K’ kill me? (Please vote for the super large chapter)

"I don't know if you have ever had such an 'impression' in your mind,"

The man with blond hair looked at He Ao with a wry smile, "'A powerful light streaked across the sky, penetrating a terrifying bloody sun,' doesn't it sound like a fantasy, like a scene from a fairy tale?"

He paused, "But I asked many people, they may not remember this scene at all, but when I mention this scene, they will naturally feel fear and shock, as if they have experienced such a scene personally. "

As he narrated, the irritable man tearing at the railings on the side also became somewhat quiet and stared at the man with loose hair quietly. He seemed to have recalled something because of the man's narration.

Seeing this scene, the man with shaggy hair just smiled. He put his eyes back on the cheek of He Ao who lowered his head again. Looking at He Ao's calm face, he continued to explain,

“You are from Middle-earth, so you may not have this impression.

"But for those of us who have lived in this land for a long time, this is something that is engraved in our souls. I think such a scene must have happened before, maybe even at some recent time,"

He paused and continued, "It's just that we all 'forgot', all of us 'forgot' about it."

He looked at He Ao, "This is the power of gods. Gods really exist in this world. Compared with such a great existence, we are as weak as insects."

"It's 'K',"

Two booths away from the man with shaggy hair, a bearded old man who was listening quietly to the two men suddenly said, "That's the miracle left by 'K'."

"Yes, that is the miracle left by 'K'!"

The man with shaggy hair nodded and looked at He Ao, "Young man, we can't fight against the gods. That is a power far beyond our understanding."

"You said so much,"

The somewhat quiet and irritable man couldn't help but curse, "What does it have to do with these bastards who captured us?"

"because,"

The man with disheveled hair was silent for a moment and said hoarsely, "These people are K's 'believers' and K's 'followers'. They enjoy K's favor and power,"

His voice was trembling, "You don't know how terrifying they are. They kill people just like crushing an insect. Compared with them, we have absolutely no chance of winning."

He glanced at He Ao tremblingly, then at the irritable man, and stammered, "We can't escape. Even if we can escape from here, we can't escape from the hands of the gods."

Hearing this, He Ao looked up at the man with loose hair.

The grumpy man also looked at the man with the hair, as if he was about to spit out the fragrance.

"They have nothing to do with 'K'!"

But this time, it was not the grumpy man who spoke first, but the bearded old man who had just interrupted. He cursed hoarsely, "These people are 'false believers' who borrowed the name 'K'. The real K will not Let His followers do such a thing!”

"that is,"

The grumpy man also spoke, "Do they mean what they say? I even said that I am the grandfather of these bastards!"

The man with the shaggy hair opened his mouth, but in the end he did not respond to the two people's words. Instead, he looked at He Ao and introduced hoarsely, "The old man over there just came back from Ika recently and participated in a competition there. A small exchange meeting composed of several elderly people related to K'.

"They also believe that the god 'K' does exist, but they believe that 'K' is a good 'righteous god', not an 'evil god' who makes believers arrest people."

"What do we think?"

The bearded old man couldn't help but said, "This is the truth! God has come today, and 'K' is also the 'righteous god' who saves the world. These bastards are all heretics! Heretics! A bunch of disgusting bastards, Use God’s name to put your face on the line!”

"Hey, old man,"

A chuckle came from the depths of the corridor, followed immediately by the dull sound of metal boots colliding with the floor tiles. A man wearing metal boots and holding a silver stainless steel sword walked out from the depths of the corridor. He walked When he arrived at the cubicle of the bearded old man, he knelt down, pulled out his sword, and looked at the old man.

"What you said, it seems that you have really heard the divine revelation of 'K'?"

"Divine revelation is within each of us,"

The old man looked at the long sword and moved back slightly, "That bloody sun is going to destroy the world. K's destruction of the bloody sun is to save the world!"

"You are so confident, then why did you run?"

The man slowly thrust the long sword into the gap in the railing and approached the old man, with a slightly ferocious smile on his face.

"Facts are facts,"

The old man shrank back to the wall and looked at the man, "You won't be twisted just because you are more vicious."

"Old man, you have a tough mouth,"

The man slowly thrust his sword inward.

He Ao, who was sitting on the other side, watched all this and raised his finger slightly.

"Fuck you son of a bitch,"

A grumpy voice came from the side, "Bullying an old man is nothing, you are a loser."

The face of the man who stretched out his sword froze, he retracted his sword, turned around, looked at the grumpy man, and said with a ferocious smile, "Who are you talking about?"

"What about you?"

The irritable man shook the fence, making a loud noise, "You bastard, if you have the guts, let me out, I'll beat you to death, you're so sneaky and drugged me."

"You're so confident."

The man held a long sword, crossed the corridor, and walked towards the irritable man step by step.

He Ao controlled his consciousness to cross the wall and "look" forward with the man's steps.

When passing the compartment next to him, his consciousness was slightly separated and fell into this compartment.

A young man was leaning against the fence in this compartment and "fainted".

He Ao could sense that the boy had woken up a long time ago and was just pretending to be unconscious.

"Sir, please be kind, he is new here and doesn't know the rules."

Seeing the man with a sword approaching the irritable man, the man with loose hair quickly grabbed the fence and said with a little pleading.

"Shut up, animals should stay in the pen. If you keep talking, I'll drag you out and bleed you."

The man with the sword snorted coldly. He stood in front of the irritable man with a long sword in his hand and easily inserted the long sword in his hand into the floor tile.

He looked at the irritable man and smiled, "Originally, the master should not be angry with the livestock he raises, but there are always some unintelligent animals who do some vulgar and reckless things and contradict the master.

"I am obviously the second in command here, but I was sent by the boss to take care of you animals. This is already a very annoying thing, and I can meet a fool like you, which makes people feel even worse."

While speaking, he grasped the hilt of the sword and raised the long sword again.

"My lord, please be kind,"

At this time, the man with long hair holding the fence laughed and shouted, "If our livestock die, you will also suffer losses."

"Why are you talking so much today? "

The man holding the sword turned around with the sword in his hand, and the sword cut through the air, making a loud noise. He looked at the man with long hair and laughed, "Do you think the boss will punish me for the death of a beast?"

He swept his eyes around all the people in the cubicles, "Do you know that when raising livestock, you have to raise more livestock to avoid them dying of disease before they are put on the market?"

He touched the ground with the sword in his hand, walked forward along the corridor step by step, and stood in front of He Ao's cubicle, looking down, looking at the man with long hair opposite He Ao sinisterly, "Some of you are destined to die. In the years of raising livestock, I don't know how many disobedient livestock like you have been killed,"

He stared at the man with long hair, and a cold smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, "You want to save him, so are you willing to die in his place? "

The man with long hair trembled and pinched the fence, looking at the man with a sword in front of him, and was speechless for a while.

"Hahaha, look at your appearance,"

The man with a sword laughed loudly, "You lowly slaves, you are slaves now, and you will be slaves in the future, and you will be slaves for generations. You should crawl at my feet and lick my soles. "

He glanced at the compartments on both sides again, looking at the figures in the compartments,

"Look at your lowly appearance, let you become human sacrifices to the City of Glory, in fact, I am promoting you, do you understand?

"Let your poor, dirty souls get a little attention from the great destroyer K, so that you have the opportunity to continue your slave destiny in the new world, instead of being buried with the old world.

"What a foolish beast, such a wonderful mercy, but you don't know how to be grateful. "

"If you were asked to accept such mercy, would you be willing? "

A calm question sounded beside him.

The man with the sword turned around and looked to the side and back. The unconscious boy opened his eyes and looked at him.

In a trance, he felt his vision flicker.

"What did you say, little bastard,"

He raised his head shakily, "I am different from you. I am the chosen one, the one chosen by the great destroyer K, and the one favored by the glory of God."

His vision shook, and he walked step by step towards the fence where the boy was.

He looked at the boy with a gloomy and angry face.

But in a trance, he saw more than just the boy. It seemed that the one sitting there was no longer the boy, but a skinny little girl.

The little girl also raised her head and looked at him, then slowly stood up and walked towards him step by step.

"You, who are you? "

He shook his head, watching the little girl's illusory body slowly crossing the fence, and some chaotic memories stained with broken limbs and blood flashed back in his mind.

He shook his head and took a half step back, "No, no, you are dead."

He raised his head and looked around. Under the dim light, illusory figures were walking out of the fence step by step.

Looking at these familiar and strange illusory figures, he shook his head, as if to expel the memories that kept echoing in his mind.

At the same time, a little light appeared on him. He looked at the figures around him and shouted, "You are just a bunch of damn slaves. Even if you die, you are still slaves. I am the one chosen by the Destroyer K. The glory of God is on me, and none of you can touch me!"

As the light flashed, the illusory figures stopped.

"Animals are animals. Even if they die, they are weak animals. "

Seeing this scene, the man holding the sword couldn't help but laugh out loud.

"K will never bring His glory to someone like you,"

The old man with a beard had walked to the fence again at some point. He looked at the man holding the sword and shouted angrily, "You beast, you are the real beast!"

"You stupid slave,"

The man holding the sword turned around, looked at the old man, and pointed the tip of the sword at the old man's cheek, "Stop repeating your ridiculous things. Destroyer K is a god who favors the strong."

He laughed heartily, and his eyes scanned the figures around him who were listening to the sound, walking from the cubicle to the fence, and also scanned the illusory figures, and finally returned to the old man pointed by his sword.

"If your ridiculous and humble theory is true, where is the 'K' in your mouth now?"

His mocking laughter grew louder and louder, spreading to every corner of the corridor, "If he is really the great savior god you say, then he should send down divine punishment now to crush this ridiculous heretic like me to ashes!"

He Ao raised his eyes and glanced at him.

boom--

The moment the man with the sword almost finished speaking, a violent thunder exploded in the sky. The roaring sound passed through the thick wall and echoed in everyone's ears.

And along with this sound came a bright light that almost completely lit up this dark world.

The light wrapped around the thunder, directly penetrated the roof, penetrated the ceiling, and fell from the sky. Like a gaze cast from the endless time and space, it turned into a sharp sword and pierced out from the sky, penetrating the heaven and earth in the rain curtain, and also penetrating the sky. Sword man's chest.

"how···"

The man holding the sword widened his eyes and raised his hand, wanting to touch the hollow in his chest.

The light covering him stirred, trying to keep him alive.

He raised his head and looked around.

Everyone's faces seemed to be blurred at this moment, and there were only illusory figures walking towards him step by step.

"No, don't come over!"

Looking at those illusory figures, he struggled to raise his sword and drive them away.

But his movements and sounds no longer had any effect.

The skinny little girl gently grabbed his arm, and the pain of her body being torn apart spread to his mind in an instant.

He opened his mouth and wanted to scream, but a hand stretched out from the darkness and stuffed it into his throat.

Fear filled his eyes, and then, these eyes were also covered by illusory palms.

"Do not kill me···"

His throat stretched and he struggled to pull out vague words, "Please...please...you..."

Twisted mutations were generated in his body, and the wriggling flesh and blood spread on his body. The illusory figures turned into ferocious devils in an instant, covering his body.

He Ao watched all this calmly and raised his eyelids slightly.

The light remaining in the man holding the sword suddenly erupted, instantly burning his body into ashes.

Scattered raindrops fell from the punctured roof, carrying a slight cool breeze, blowing away the dust in the void.

boom--

The stainless steel sword fell to the ground and made a crisp sound.

Everyone just woke up from a dream.

They did not see those illusory figures, but they saw the light penetrate the man holding the sword and burn the man's body to ashes.

The old man with a long beard standing looked at this scene, swallowed slightly, and finally said with a trembling voice, "The great god 'K' has appeared."

"K···K···"

The man with disheveled hair also stuttered and looked at the raindrops falling on the ground in front of him. His brain seemed to go blank at this moment and he lost the ability to organize language.

But he finally figured out one thing.

God is not on the side of those villains.

An eerie silence filled the entire space that had returned to darkness.

In the midst of this silent surprise, the thin young man had already squeezed his body into the gap in the fence. With difficulty, he hooked the long sword that fell on the ground with his feet and pulled the long sword over little by little.

Zila——

The sharp sound of the sword dragging on the floor finally attracted the attention of some people.

"That sword,"

Someone in the crowd yelled, "You can split the locks on the fence with that sword."

At this time, the young man had already hooked the sword closer and held the hilt.

But as soon as he picked up the sword, a slightly confused shout came from deep in the corridor, "What's the sound?"

The young man quickly hid the sword under the straw mat.

"I thought I heard the deputy captain's voice just now?"

A slightly shrill voice sounded in the darkness.

"Really? Isn't it thundering? Why is this light so unstable? It's flickering."

Another slightly dull voice followed, "Fuck, brother, there's a hole here."

"What?"

The sharp voice slowly walked under the light, showing his skinny appearance. He raised his head and glanced at the leaking opening above his head, scratching his head, "How did you make this hole and it's still so round?"

"Brother, what is this piece of metal? Is it a meteorite that fell from the sky? How did it get such a hole?"

At this time, the short and fat figure next to him lowered his head and picked up a piece of metal fragment from the ground.

"Why didn't you say it was an alien spacecraft?"

The skinny man rolled his eyes.

"Brother, I'm thinking,"

The short and fat man looked at the iron piece in his hand, "Isn't it impossible?"

"These are pieces of an iron boot,"

The thin man knocked his companion on the head, then came over and took a look, "It probably belongs to the vice-captain. I don't know why a piece of it fell off."

"Hey, that idiot vice-captain likes to run around in these iron boots. When he walks, he makes a clanging sound that is annoying."

Hearing these words, the short and fat man seemed to think of something, "If you ask me, the boss sent him to watch, he is really wise and powerful."

"You don't want to live anymore?"

The skinny man reached out and knocked the pudgy man on the head again, "The vice-captain is a D-level man. If he uses the power of the gift, he is a C-level big shot. If he hears your words, we will both be turned into jerky. "

"well,"

The short and fat man shrank his head, then he glanced around and smiled, "Don't be afraid, brother, there's not even a shadow of the vice-captain nearby, so he can't hear you."

Then he glanced at the surrounding compartments, lowered his head, and asked in a low voice, "Brother, it is said that the deputy captain often tortures and kills livestock? The method is particularly cruel?"

"The affairs of other big shots are none of our business."

The skinny man shook his head, "Besides, it doesn't matter if a few animals die. These animals are somewhat redundant. If they die, they will die."

"Hey, I just feel that after we worked so hard to kidnap people, they can kill them whenever they want. We really don't value the fruits of our labor."

The short, fat man shook his head.

"Stop talking nonsense there,"

The skinny man cursed, his eyes swept around, and finally stopped on the young man sitting aside. He walked directly to the fence, opened the fence, and looked at the young man, "Little mouse, the boss asked us to ask you some questions. Come with us."

The boy was silent for a moment, then finally got up and walked out of the fence.

"Be good and cooperate well,"

The skinny man smiled and said, "Don't worry, we don't usually kill people randomly."

The two led the boy towards the other side of the corridor.

The young man's eyes swept across the booths on both sides, and then he saw He Ao sitting in the booth next to him.

At this moment, his eyes suddenly widened.

Then he looked left and right, as if trying to hide his body behind the two men.

After all, he swore to He Ao that he would never be caught.

He Ao looked at the embarrassed young man, smiled and shrugged slightly, and slowly opened his mouth when the fat and thin figures were out of sight.

The young man who really couldn't find the seam drill finally had to face He Ao directly, and then he saw the ups and downs of He Ao's mouth.

He was slightly startled, lowered his head, and estimated the corresponding meaning of this mouth shape.

'leave'

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