The people in the Red Lotus Pavilion were beginning to sense the tremors coming from the ground more or less, and the growing tremors were really impossible to ignore. The Night King sneezed and hurried out the door.

"Oh no, no, there's a big thing coming towards us outside!" the people who were in front of them put down their binoculars and ran to tell each other.

The Night King grew uneasy, and he made his way through the crowd of onlookers, looking into the distance.

"It's really good—big—ah—" he exclaimed.

The people around looked at the Night King in horror, most of the combat power in the Red Lotus Pavilion went out to carry out tasks, and there were not many people who could cause large-scale physical destruction, and even the Night King was not sure at this moment.

The Night King frowned and began to be annoyed.

"Didn't Day and Night say what you want monsters to do, and people are not there at critical moments. He sighed, "But—what to do with such a large corpse?"

The eyes of the people around him turned from horror to surprise and amazement, and we were still worried about how to face the disaster, and this immortal was even struggling with how to deal with the corpse?

However, it was true that the Night King had not moved for a long time, and his heart beat like a war drum, pouring excited blood into his brain. Eager to try, perhaps, he pulled his legs and rushed towards the approaching monster in the distance.

"How do I feel that guy is excited?" Qiao He looked incredulous, "He's okay with his brain, right?"

"Ahh......h "Walking on four legs like a cat or dog, it's elephant legs, it feels pretty strong...... There are three heads, three Cerberus? What kind of species is this?"

"No matter what weird he is, it can't be a normal corpse after being touched by the Empire. ”

"Yes. Dong Guo continued to analyze, "It looks about the size of a standard track and field field, a lap of 400 meters. Proportionally, this cargo is at least 80 meters long, and the largest blue whale is about 33 meters...... Well, this leg is estimated to be ten meters thick, and the Night King's knife is a meter?

There was an uproar around. With a radius of five meters from the elephant's legs, the Night King's knife would have been nothing more than a mosquito biting his fingers, even if all of it had pierced the flesh.

Like an ant facing an elephant. As the distance approached, the monster in front of him grew larger, and the Night King's smile gradually distorted, and it was no exaggeration to say that the Night King was only the size of his toes.

The giant beast in front of him was like a three-headed turtle without a turtle shell, and its back was covered with hideous muscle masses, let's call it three Xuanwu - the Night King gave him a random name in his heart, but how did such a big thing hide from the Empire?

He stopped and stood where he was—far enough, he couldn't move as fast as the giant tortoise, so wait for it to get closer.

The huge foot covered the sky and the sun, falling three meters beside the Night King, and the tremor of the ground and the pressure of the wind in his face made the Night King lose his balance. Perhaps for it, just moving forward is enough to crush everything, and there is never an obstacle.

The space to the right of the Night King fluctuated, and it seemed that a hole had opened in the air, and the infinite black void peeked into the world. Suppressing his emotions, he pulled out a slender Japanese sword, the blade of which was dark red and exuded a palpitating aura. It was the Night King's usual weapon, and its name was Apophis.

The demons that come out of hell roar silently, and it will bring endless doomsday.

This was the vision in the Night King's mind. A knife like this, which has become invincible in the imagination, can more or less affect the owner to make a more aggressive slash. He drew his knife and squinted an eye at his chest to make a gesture of where the slash would be.

Facing the rocky forefoot in front of him, the Night King slashed several blades in an instant. It was a horrific slash that could split a man in two, but it left only a few shallow wounds on the elephant's foot.

"Hush. "Although it feels like cutting ordinary meat puree, after all, the volume of these three Xuanwu is there, and there is no point in just 'cutting'.

What about ...... 'cut off'?" The Night King slashed diagonally twice, the length of the blade in a V-shape, and kicked the severed piece of flesh out. As if it had an effect, the three Xuanwu howled hoarsely, and it quickened its pace.

"Hey, hey, it's too embarrassing to run away, isn't it?" the Night King scrambled to chase, his eyes gradually bloodshot, "The prey's escape behavior can easily arouse the beast's desire to hunt." ”

He drove the instinct, which was the ability to be the opposite of 'reason', and the desire to destroy instantly filled his brain. The three basalts seemed to be targeted by a piranha, unable to get rid of it, and the cobweb-like light of the knife shattered the flesh of its hind legs and scattered them all over the ground, leaving marks where it passed.

"It's too slow, it's still too slow. The Night King became irritable, for for the first time he had encountered an enemy who ignored him, and showed no sign of attack, and was only desperately moving towards the only goal in his eyes, which might not be appropriate to describe as desperate, but more like he had no brains and could not think. But the Night King couldn't stop letting go of the huge prey, because his target was his companions.

The cut pieces of flesh were propelled by the residual kinetic energy, rolled like tires for some time, and came to a stop. This is clearly cutting meat on a cutting board, and it does not bring the thrill of tearing open live prey at all. The instinctive desire to hunt was not satisfied, and his eyes began to darken.

"Why don't you bleed?" murmured the Night King. Brain activity symbolizes the retrieval of the ability to think and is a precursor to an exit from the instinctive state. The beast will also waver, this is not a chase hunt, it is just a one-sided torture. The intellect of human civilization subconsciously resists this instinct.

Just because it's just a corpse, what can give a corpse the ability to act? Is it similar to an instinctive obsession? Is it possessed like a ghost? Does a ghost really exist? He gritted his teeth, accelerated the slashing even further, and gave him some more time, and the three Xuanwu were only three legs.

Ghost ...... Do ghosts exist?

Why are there so many fictional demons and monsters in the world?

Because they can't explain it...... An illusory existence like a soul.

A familiar conversation came to mind, who was this talking to? When did it happen? The vision seemed to return to the speeding sports car, and he looked at Amaterasu through the rearview mirror.

Amaterasu asked thoughtlessly: Are you going to cut down ghosts?

He remembered that it was a conversation at that time. But why did Amaterasu suddenly talk about ghosts? Their topic never moved in that direction, and besides, his answers, eyes, and actions were not within the scope of common sense. At that time, he only remembered that after saying this, Amaterasu's heartbeat suddenly accelerated, as if he remembered something bad, causing his instinctive desire to survive to manifest. The higher-order reasoning began to work, and under the analysis of the reason, he quickly came to the conclusion that Amakasu had been exposed to something that did not make sense before that.

He also found that his instincts had completely stopped, his brain thinking about things that he shouldn't be thinking about at the moment, and his hands eventually slowed down.

At the same time, he also noticed that the muscles in his arms were so sore that he almost froze, and his own breathing was chaotic. This is the consequence of not having a normal withdrawal instinct – his instinct is forcibly interrupted by reason.

That's bad.

It's really bad.

St. Decaro finally opened the door, and not only was it gone, but he even traced St. Decarlo's exclusive car back to before it was started, and at this moment his car was afraid that he would run back to the garage by himself. He unfamiliarly uploaded his location on his mobile phone, and after a while, a nearby driver slowly came to pick him up in the opposite car.

"Chase!" Saint-DeCarlo roared as he sat in the back of the car.

"But...... Where to chase?" the driver hesitated. It's been a long time since they've escaped, and they don't even know where they've gone, not to mention how far they've been thrown.

"Idiot, have you just got your driver's license, aren't the road rules clear? They can only go to the right when they go out, otherwise they will go in the wrong direction!"

"Yes!" the driver hurriedly started the car, but there was an intersection not far away, where should he go? After Yan Wenjin kicked him out of the office, although he was given a job, he didn't mix well, and this was not related to a big old man with a bad temper who didn't give money...... The driver pulled a sullen face, feeling that his life was more bitter than bitter melon.

Saint-Decaro heard the familiar ringing of the bell, and he received a message from Yan Wen:

"The rice bucket on my side has let people escape, and you probably do the same, right? If you want to chase people, I will send you the route, and they will definitely come to my neighborhood to pick up people." ”

"Brother, worthy of you. St. Decaro squeezed out a few words with his index finger and sent.

“...... It's hard for you. But irritability is irritability, can you do me a little favor, give that stupid driver a little tip, and praise him a little. ”

"Catch up with her?" he typed in a few fragmented words, but the other party was cautious after all, even if he sent a bunch of punctuation marks, he believed that the other party would understand.

"Ah?...... Right. That person, Shen Yijing can capture the hearts of people all over the world, if you want to catch up, I must at least do it without being disgusted...... Even if you don't think it's necessary to praise the driver, do so. This is a part of the psyche that cannot be missing. ”

San Decaro typed a full stop, sent it out, and left the phone aside.

Shadow and the others have managed to escape, shopping in the heart of the bustling street - they are waiting for their companions to contact them. If they reach out to their peers, it may affect their peers. For example, in a dangerous place where you will be shot indiscriminately if you make a noise, a message can kill your companion.

They walked out of the shop laughing and laughing, when suddenly a regular taxi roared to a stop with a screeching sound of brakes.

"you!" Saint-Decaro slammed into the back of the passenger seat, and this is still going to make me boast?

"This ...... There was a blind man crossing the street in front of him...... "The driver's voice was almost crying, although his body was not thin, and he could even be said to be quite exercised, but such a guy was afraid to cry and cry, which made people feel uncomfortable.

"Oh...... In this way, do it, do it well......" Although it is very far-fetched, it hits the ground crookedly, and finally accomplishes the task of praise. St. Decaro let out a long sullen breath, but they didn't even have a shadow day and night!

Could it be that Yan Wenjin made a mistake in his analysis? This is really a rare thing, should I report this situation to him?

Just as he was thinking about it, he suddenly saw two beautiful girls not far away, climb into a van and walk away.

Pick up...... He opened his mouth suddenly, as if he had collected all the pieces of the treasure and put the puzzle together, only to find that the location where the treasure was buried was written on the back of the puzzle. The same feeling.

"That's the car!!" he commanded, shouting. The driver desperately pressed the horn and pressed the accelerator all the way down.