Although the authority passed on to Mo Huang by the third generation of the Red Blue Ancestor God of the Sky Blue Yao Realm is only a part of the authority of the Heavenly Blue Yao, the Prayer Yingluo Creation Organ, in essence, it is also part of the authority of the entire Eternal Ending Temple, and it can even be said to be part of the authority of this cage.

As Mo Huang continued to familiarize himself with the role of inheritance authority, it was not too difficult to return to the Messianic City Capital from the Heavenly Blue Yao, the Prayer Yingluo Creation Mechanism located in the deepest part of the Eternal Final Temple, in one step.

What I smelled between my noses was full of blood, what I saw in my eyes was the ruins of wreckage, and what I heard in my ears was the sound of fighting and wailing, as well as the faint roar of beasts.

In the days when Ain was on his mission, Mo Huang had traveled all over the Messianic City, and he was quite impressed by the street in front of him, because there was a rather good fried ice shop here, the store was not large, a few bamboo poles were erected, one side was covered with a canvas, a few seats, and a cart.

Fry the ice cubes into finer pieces than grit, pour them with thick juice, and the ingenious proprietress will also get some plant mincs similar to mint into it, and take a bite of the throat, the cold and sweet taste is enough to completely erase the fatigue caused by work and hot weather, Mo Huang vaguely remembers that at that time, when he and Ain were eating fried ice, the six-year-old son of the proprietress was also clamoring to eat fried ice, and the proprietress was angry at what to eat, children will get tooth decay if they eat too much, and at that time, Ain laughed, I ordered another fried ice for the kid to eat, and then handed the proprietress a business card from the dentist's shop.

Now, the bamboo poles and canvas that were the store's façade fell to the ground, the seats were broken, and Mo Huang's eyes looked into the shop, the body of the proprietress who was missing half of her body was lying inside, clutching a package tightly in her hand, and a few money were scattered on the ground, and next to the corpse of the proprietress was an animal shaped like a calf, with bone spurs on its back, and twelve spider feet, but its body was like a wolfdog, gnawing at the corpse of the proprietress .

"Obviously, they have already gone to the shelter to take refuge, but because they are greedy for money, they ran back, and they lost their lives in vain, and the Messiah's official emergency evacuation drill is not good enough.

Mo Huang came back to his senses from his contemplation, muttered to himself, alarmed the bone spur tarantula that was eating, it raised its head, its scarlet and purple eyes showed its identity as a monster, there was no roar and precursor, it jumped a few times quickly, flashed a few afterimages that could not be identified by the naked eye, and then opened its bloody mouth and bit towards Mo Huang.

Just when he was about to bite up, Mo Huang stretched out his hand, and came first, holding the neck of the bone spur tarantula with a seemingly gentle and weak movement, and the latter was like a poisonous snake that was pinched by seven inches, and he was powerless to move in an instant.

The five fingers tightened little by little, the neck of the bone spur tarantula full of strong muscles, suddenly bulged high, whimpering and howling, obviously the bone spur tarantula was also struggling as hard as it could, but it was useless, Mo Huang's hand tightened little by little, crushed the fur, crushed the muscles, and then at a constant and cold speed, unswervingly crushed the throat bone of the bone spur tarantula.

During this period, Mo Huang kept staring at the eyes of the bone spur tarantula, watching the eyes full of beastliness go from ferocity to fear, and then to hysterical madness, without the slightest wavering or mercy.

"Do you feel the pain of death? Very good, don't do to others what you don't want to do to others, remember this sage's teaching, and then strive to be a good monster in the next life. "Even if it is a monster with vitality far beyond ordinary creatures, after most of its neck is directly pinched into flesh, it can only turn into a corpse, casually throwing away the corpse of the bone spur tarantula, Mo Huang turned his eyes slightly, looking at the bone spur tarantulas gathered from all directions because of the dying wails of his companions.

Lowering their heads, lowering their eyes, and walking slowly, more than twenty bone spur tarantulas let out a low roar, but they hesitated and did not dare to step forward, because a certain atmosphere that faintly emanated from Mo Huang's body and permeated the air made them instinctively feel afraid.

With a shock of his sleeves, his hands behind his back, he walked leisurely, but at some point, a little black fire appeared around him, swirling and dancing, falling like rain, flying like snow, it was poignant, and the bone tarantula had no time to appreciate the poignancy of this scene, and every drop of black fire fell on them, and they would let out a terrible howl as if they had been hit by a hot red iron.

Under the domination of pain, the crazy growth of the beast broke through the subtle fear in the heart, opened the bloody mouth, and ...... fiercely Towards the companions beside him.

A low-level demonic beast with weak intelligence, Mo Huang didn't even bother to kill it himself, and used the star frost withering to hook the evil fire into the soul, blinding their minds, and letting them kill each other, just look over the group of bone thorn tarantulas that were killing each other, and look at the tail of the block, where the spider silk was dense, and he vaguely saw a bone spur tarantula queen with a particularly fat body and a fat tail sac.

As if sensing Mo Huang's sight, the bone spur tarantula queen let out a sharp hiss, and the spider claw thorn suddenly hooked on the side, piercing a broken corpse, stuffing it into the mouth and chewing and swallowing, and then as if it had obtained nutrition, the fat tail sac vibrated for a while, and then many spider eggs rolled out from the end of the tail sac, the spider eggs cracked, and one by one the bone spur tarantulas were born, and then under the will of the queen, they let out a threatening hissing roar.

"Croak!" With a wave of his hand, the sky was full of evil sparks, turning into a surging black flame pillar and blasting towards the cobwebbed nest where the bone spur tarantula queen lived, and the bone spur tarantula queen screamed violently, spitting out a thick dark green venom from her mouth, this poison was so good that even the pure energy black flame pillar could corrode.

But this is useless, because Mo Huang instantly pushed his palms together, and dozens of black flame pillars crisscrossed and blasted away, forming a fire web, enveloping the bone spur tarantula queen, its momentum was so fierce and decisive that the bone spur tarantula queen didn't even have time to spit out venom, those bone spur tarantulas who had just been born were loyal to save their mother, and even did not hesitate to use their bodies to block the black flame pillars swung by Mo Huang, but this was useless, but the more they got the spiritual essence of the flesh and blood of the living beings, the more the black fire burned.

In the midst of the black fire, the bone spur tarantula queen, who was not good at fighting, let out a tragic wail, and gradually died, the fate of those bone spur tarantulas naturally needless to say, Mo Huang slowly walked over and saw the true face in the lair, in the nest formed by the cobwebs were dozens of broken corpses, looking at the clothing, half of the corpses should be soldiers of the Messianic Protectorate, and the other half were civilians.

It is unknown what happened to these soldiers and civilians before they died, but from the corpses of those soldiers, who were far more mutilated than civilians, Mo Huang knew that before they died, these soldiers still adhered to their duties, fighting the enemy until the last moment.

Killed a group of demonic beasts, but Mo Huang looked away, the streets, rooftops, and outer walls of buildings in the distance were innumerable of all kinds of demonic beasts, flying in the sky, crawling on the walls, running on the ground, and the Messianic City was like turning into a lair of ten thousand beasts at this moment.

The extermination poison plan of the Seven Knights of the Apocalypse has a variety of tricks, but most of them are formulated around the core of summoning demonic beasts, Mo Huang didn't understand it before, but now how to not understand the vicious intentions of the Seven Knights of the Apocalypse, with ordinary soldiers as the vanguard, even if they attack the Messianic city, it is difficult to carefully search for all the hidden places, there are always some civilians who can survive by hiding, and if they are replaced by demonic beasts, it is useless to hide.

Smell, heat sensing, and even all kinds of strange search methods, the means of searching for prey formed by Warcraft after countless years of evolution are far more convenient and ruthless than searching with soldiers, and no matter where the Messiah's civilians are hiding, they cannot escape the overwhelming hunting of Warcraft.

In order to exchange for huàn power, Mo Huang first isolated his body information, such as the leakage of body odor, and then covered his body heat emanation, and then erased the sound produced when he acted, which did not cost much, but the effect was excellent, and then he carried the Infernal Wind Thunder Ghost Step, which originated from the sneaking ability of the Infernal Ghost Step, plus these means, although Mo Huang did not dare to say that he was in a no-man's land, but there were not many demonic beasts that could find him.

Although there were only corpses and demonic beasts in sight along the way, Mo Huang knew that the battle had not stopped, because the sound of fighting and the smell of blood wafting in the wind had not stopped, and Mo Huang suddenly stopped as he passed through a place.

He saw the old man of the Fire Eagle, whose legs were mutilated by the war were replaced by metal prostheses, his once rickety body was now straight, and his once energetic and hearty smile was replaced by a bloodthirsty and heroic eye, with his back against the wall, and a golden spear pillar on the ground, maintaining his body standing.

Mo Huang didn't go over, because there was no meaning, because the old man of the fire eagle was already dead, the arrows and spears pierced through his body, and the four long swords pierced his body deeply, and the chest and abdomen were penetrated, so injured, he was already dead and couldn't die anymore.

And in front of the old man of the Fire Eagle, there were mountains of corpses, whether they were human or demonic, hundreds of corpses, intertwined into the indescribably bloody Shura field.

Even though the fire eagle died, the heroic stride that remained on his face, the brave posture standing in front of the monument of the corpse mountain made of the enemy's corpses, as if he could never be defeated and the god of war who could never be defeated, Mo Huang silently clenched his fists, bowed and saluted, and silently sent a belated farewell to the old man.

"In the name of the descendants of the mountain people, I wish you eternal souls!"

The reason why it is a goodbye is because no matter how reluctant it is, it will eventually be separated, and Mo Huang did not step forward to collect the corpse for the Fire Eagle, because there is no need for this, and no demonic beast dares to set foot here, because they do not have the courage to face the Fire Eagle Even if they die, they still linger and emanate, like the killing intent and fighting power of the Shura ghosts.

Continuing forward, Mo Huang finally came to the Messiah Adventurers' Guild, as one of the important locations of the Messiah City, it naturally assumed the responsibility of the residents' refuge, at this moment this place has turned into a battlefield with a killing sound, the troops of the Seven Knights of the Apocalypse are attacking wildly, the monsters and soldiers are fighting together, and the Messiah side, there are soldiers and adventurers and even civilians, relying on the terrain and fortifications and a relatively large number of people to defend.

The situation has been completely chaotic, there is no clear formation on both sides, the dogs are fighting together, and even in the building, there are still boiling sounds of fighting and fighting.

Somerrow swung his sword and cut in two a soldier who was screaming and rushing at him, revealing a bloody and happy smile: "Heresy, it is your honor to die under the swift sword of Lord Somero!" ”

After swinging the sword and sweeping away the blood on the sword, Somero looked not far away, there was a young boy and a middle-aged woman, the little boy was crying as if he had collapsed, and the middle-aged woman tried her best to composure, raised the crossbow in her hand, and aimed at Somero.

"The heretic who was beheaded by me just now is your relative, what a poor person, but who let you grow up in the city of heresy, let me send you down to reunite, of course, before the reunion, please please please me with a wail, thank the ancestral gods, thank the king of the apocalypse, for giving me such a wonderful killing."

As a member of the Plantagenet Federation Army, who is known for his cruelty and thirst for killing, this kind of brutal slaughter of a family of three is just a dish of side dishes to season, so he can also very calmly swing his sword and shoot the arrows from the crossbow, and then deliberately slow down, trying to make the two of them suffer more mental torture.

The frightened face, the collapsed look, these pleasant pleasures did not last, because no matter how much Somerro slowed down, he quickly came to the two of them, and after confirming that the mother and son could not give themselves more enjoyment, he raised his sword with a cruel smile and swung it down.

"Do you like the pleasure that comes from killing?" The sword-wielding hand was gripped, as if it was being held by an iron hoop, unable to move at all, and there was even a pain that the bones were about to be crushed, and Somerrow realized that at some point, a young man with a beautiful face stood beside him and held his hand.

Unexpectedly, Somero's heart jumped, there was no anger or murderous intent in the eyes of the beautiful young man, only indifference and cruelty that penetrated deep into the bone marrow, like a glacier for thousands of years, enough to bury the flesh and soul of any living being.

"It seems that you don't have the same interest in chattering and commenting as you do in the regular runs, but I don't have much interest in talking nonsense with someone I don't know." Somero didn't answer, for he couldn't hold back his howl of pain, and the arm in which he held the sword was torn off by the handsome young man.

The handsome young man held the severed arm with one hand, put on a baseball pose, and then slammed it, and Somero's severed arm slapped his own face, and the flesh and bones of the severed arm splattered, and at the same time as it broke into two again, Somerro's head exploded like a watermelon.

"Torture and killing is really cool, no wonder you are so addicted!" Mo Huang casually threw away the broken arm and looked back at the mother and son who had walked from life and death and were a little frightened: "Although there is no head, the body is still quite fresh, are you interested in playing with the whip corpse while he is still hot to vent your anger or something?" ”

It's a pity that Mo Huang's mention yì obviously didn't fit the mood of the mother and son, the two of them threw themselves on the corpse of the soldier who had been beheaded before, howling and crying, Mo Huang saw this, didn't say anything, just continued to move towards the depths of the Messiah Adventurer's Guild.

Somerrow was not the first enemy to be killed, and from the outside to the inside of the Messianic Guild, Mohuang had killed no less than thirty people, but he didn't care.

Before entering the deep and lofty labyrinth, Mo Huang felt very angry about the Qiē formulated by the Seven Horsemen of the Apocalypse, and in the blue sky Yao, Hermes personally showed him the tragic situation of the Messiah, at that time Mo Huang felt that he did not have the anger he imagined, and after returning to the Messiah in person, he witnessed the tragedy of the Messiah, and even witnessed the last heroic posture of the Fire Eagle, his heart was unprecedented...... Calm down!

Whether it is positive or negative emotions, it seems that they have been swallowed up by some bottomless abyss, leaving only the pure reason that even Mo Huang himself finds incredible, facing the tragic scenes in front of him with an indifferent and cruel attitude.

Perhaps, this is some kind of sequelae after merging with the plug-in will, right? Guessing like this, but Mo Huang didn't dig deeper, because it didn't make sense, even if he was angry and grief-stricken, could he stop the plan of the Seven Horsemen of the Apocalypse? Can the dead be resurrected?

The only thing he had to do was to do everything he could to solve this extinction crisis, say, kill all the enemies here.

[Actually, I have a way to solve this qiē, and I can even let people who die because of this disaster...... Resurrection! 】

Hermes's voice suddenly appeared in Mo Huang's mind, his eyes suddenly lit up, and Mo Huang slowly showed an interested smile: "I'm interested, let's hear it?" ”

[Kill Ain, I can regain the power given to him back then, and then cooperate with the authority you have, and I will do this! 】