Bai Ya lost his weapon.

As if to make some kind of explanation out of compassion, the voice of the monster came from behind him.

"After all, it's a knife fought by Shui Wujun, but it's easy to use. But that's not enough...... It's not a good work, it's just a prosthetic leg to maintain a human form, why do some people call it a weapon? Or should I thank you for sending new weapons? ”

"What did you do!" Qi Huan shouted angrily, "What the are you?!" ”

"Who is born to sleep in the ground, motionless in the dark, waiting for time to burn their bodies to the ground?" He didn't answer the question directly, "I need strength...... These are not enough, far from enough. ”

Is he talking about the white bones that are all over the ground? Several people looked around at the corpses that had been dead for many years.

Jun Aoyan clutched the hilt of the knife, fear and anger coexisted: "You are the python god? Is it Maharaja? All these dead people were controlled by you after being sealed? And then you starved them to death in the dungeon and sucked their souls? You devil, beast! What do you do with human life? ”

It is indeed a bit ridiculous to say such things about something that is not inhumane in the first place. And then he let out that chilling laugh in the back of his back. He didn't care, staring at everyone with a generous and benevolent look. Eventually, he came to some kind of conclusion, and he lowered his sentence as if he were pronounced.

"—and so do you."

It is impossible to communicate at all...... This thing has no regard for communicating with them as equals in human language. In this respect, it is more of a divine arrogance. It doesn't care what this group of people thinks, and it doesn't care what this group of people will do. When you trample an ant to death, do you ask them for their opinion, explain their motivation for their actions, or even think of their family members waiting for them to return in the nest? No, not so far.

But apparently, based on the current situation and the monster's words, they had somewhat deduced some valuable information.

That woman is Sakurasaki Momoro Yingzuki-kun. And according to Liu Shenghan's previous performance, it is not difficult to infer that she may have guessed that the person who went to the south to suppress the raging python was this Six Paths Impermanence. However, the time when she came here, for example, Yuejun was later, not more than two or three years. After all, Ruyuejun came here just to follow the team of the imperial court to take a casual look, not for anyone, she also said this. So, when she didn't know enough about the python god, she heard about the forest fire, and the scattered rumors, and because she was busy with her own affairs at that time, she didn't think much about it. Maybe the adult told Yingyue-kun about the situation here, but didn't tell her. As for why, there is no answer now.

And she was involved in the seal of Maharaja...... It even became a part of it. Years ago, the seal should not have been so fragile, and she could still hold the monster down. But although its physical body was imprisoned here, its spirit escaped, and through layers of traps, it built this disguised temple, and relied on various ways to devour its soul and recuperate, and now it has the strength to fight against the enemies of the past. That knife is the key...... But Bai Ya's father only came here two or three years ago, and I don't know when Yingyuejun was trapped here. What happened in this can only be known by asking her herself.

The good news is that she seems to be alive and conscious of herself. The bad news is that they probably can't live without it.

Where can you run away?

？ Bai Ya moved his chaotic brain, thinking about the situation in front of him as much as he could. Liu Shenghan couldn't pull the knife off the wall no matter how hard he tried, and it stabbed deep into Yingyuejun's chest. Her pink skirt was dyed a dry crimson, and her eyes opened and closed as if she had been woken up. She could see roughly what was in front of her, but she couldn't react more, and her consciousness might still be confused.

Bai Ya didn't need to get too close, even if he was in a bad state now, he could still be sure at a glance that it was indeed his father's unique metal arm. Every scratch on it is the mark left by a thrilling battle. It was a very good knife, and it had been silent for so long in such a damp and dark place, and there was not a single trace of rust.

He stepped forward and tried to pull out the knife, also to save Yingyuejun. But as soon as he stepped forward, he was slapped to the ground by a thick wrist and foot. But they did not refuse Liu Shenghan's request. Obviously, she's also a target for monsters. The six realms of impermanence do not die no matter what, and can provide a steady stream of divine power for this inhuman so-called god.

But Chu Tianyan didn't seem to think so. Could it be that the person who had just spoken to them, the person who told them what he thought was the truth, was actually a python god possessed by him? Not really, perhaps his will has been eroded by long-term possession, and he has become convinced of that kind of cognition. But no matter what, he is just a container, and even if he is killed, it will not do the python god any good in his struggle for annihilation.

Jun Aoyan swung his sword against those things. They were harder to cut than she thought, and it wasn't that they couldn't be done, but it just took twice as much effort as she expected. It was physically demanding, but she had done her best to open the way for Bai Ya. Before this, the "Chu Tianqi" over there just stood motionless, watching quietly without any intervention. But now, when their actions were enough to pose a threat to the python god, it acted.

The "wall" collapsed, a strong sense of oppression came head-on, and they had nowhere to run. The wrists and feet came loose in an instant, and everyone was tightly wrenched into them. To these things, pinching them to pieces is as simple as pinching a grasshopper to death. But it didn't, it just used these black tentacles to crush, push, hold and let go, like a child fighting crickets for fun. At this time, Bai Ya remembered—remembered what Divine Officer Chu had said. Rather than simply kill you, Maharaja puts their targets in danger and makes them die a slow death in agony and despair.

A few of them could see some scenes that did not belong here, as if Maharaja had specially shown them them. The cries and cries for help, the crying, the wailing, the roaring, the grief, the whimpering, and the silhouette of the man who is constantly being killed by something, or killing each other. None of them knew anyone, and even when the next scene happened, the previous face had been forgotten, as if in a dream. And these bad emotions are all experienced and even strengthened as if in a dream. Crying in your sleep is always more unnecessary than when you wake up, but it is more moving. Sometimes people wake up and wonder why they are so sad in their dreams because of something. They are like that now, as if the line between dream and reality has blurred, and everything is chaotic.

Bai Ya felt very nauseous in his stomach, which may be related to the medicine he drank before. Since Liu Shenghan didn't see the problem, I'm afraid it's just a side effect of the drug. But this kind of trivial and insignificant thing made him unbearable at this moment. Sometimes he was grabbed by the neck - I don't even know if it was a vision or a reality

The real wrists and feet are deprived of the right to breathe, and when the whole person has to carry the breath, they will release again. There are many tricks, over and over again, and I never get tired of it.

Qi Huan struggled, he grabbed one of his wrists and feet with his hand, and the family crest on his hand glowed strongly. He didn't like the mission his family had given him - it meant carrying some power he didn't want to have. But at the moment, he doesn't hate it. The wrists and feet touched by him seemed to be pressed against the red-hot iron plate, and suddenly writhed and struggled violently, but Qi Huan would not let go if he hugged it tightly. So the wrist and foot raised and threw him out mercilessly. He saw the spot in the air, and immediately turned over and jumped in a certain direction. The wall reverted back to a normal wall, and its structure seemed to be just a combination of dirt and rock that had been excavated into the ground. And part of Yingyuejun turned into a tree and was deeply rooted in it.

Suddenly, the black wrists and feet behind him froze. As if consciously, they split their blood-red eyes in unison, and even the red spots on their wrists and abdomen appeared with slender pupils, like some kind of beast. They all looked at his position, as if to warn. At this time, a slender wrist vine also stretched out from the back of "Chu Tianyan", and followed the movements of his hand and rushed towards Qi Huan. Bai Ya only saw a chaos, black and white brilliance dancing and staggering irregularly in his vision, until he saw the red that suddenly burst out. He instantly determined the direction of Chu Tianyan, and when these black vines controlling them did not react, he jumped out and overthrew him to the ground.

Qi Huan came to the wall, and the family crest continued to glow with great power, and the brown dim light wrapped around his arms. He reached out his hand, and through this shallow layer of light, he could touch the broken blade, and he didn't even need skin to touch it. Then he made a clenching motion, ripping off the piece of metal. After the tide of negative feelings receded, Ao Yan and Sheng Han immediately resisted in their own way, escaping from the mess and being able to breathe.

"What the hell did you do......

Bai Ya stepped on the right wrist on the waist side of "Chu Tianyan", his right hand pressed his left wrist, and his left hand strangled his neck. The chest of this body was still cracked, and the teeth and bones trembled lightly in a disorderly manner, if Bai Ya was not careful, he might be injured by these things. On the other hand, the person who was controlled was calm and calm, and there was no panic in his festering face. He didn't even need to breathe, he didn't need blood, and pinching his neck didn't hurt him in the slightest, as if he were breathing directly through a hole in his chest. The cracked place probably can't be stared at for too long, otherwise it will give people the fear of insanity. It didn't know where it led, just some kind of core that shimmered red in a darkness much wider than a human body, like the heart of a monster that could never be touched.

Suddenly, the third hand grabbed Bai Ya's neck.

The hand was torn from the base of the left arm, from the same collarbone on its left side. It wasn't a human hand, it was a claw that belonged to a monster...... It could also be a dead man's hand. It was rotten, its skin blackened, dehydrated, and dry, but it could see some kind of webbed-like membrane as a connection between the fingers. There are some red blood blisters on the arms, which are slightly protruding compared to the muscle structure, making people dare not look at them more.

His strength was much stronger than Bai Ya's, and he almost wanted to break his neck. He lifted Bai Ya and stood up, his sharp black nails mercilessly embedded in his fragile skin, but deliberately avoiding his trachea and arteries. Bai Ya didn't struggle for long, and his hand suddenly let go.

Licking the blood from his fingertips as the other man coughed violently, he let out that distinctive sneer.