Cannibalism!

This is the first time that the hero has seen cannibalism in the literal sense of the word!

It was strange that he thought he would be furious, but in addition to surprise and disgust, there was a little sense of relief in his heart.

A thing that has been doubted for a long time has finally become a reality, and there is no need to have any beautiful luck illusions in the future.

"You're not human." He spoke.

The young man frowned slightly, shook his head and sighed: "In the past six months, the name I have heard the most is 'hero'. You're very interesting and full of mysteries, which makes me interested in you.

However, I thought you would be different from those ordinary people, who knew that the first sentence would be so boring.

Even if you want to scold me, please scold me a little more, okay? That way I don't feel like I've come for nothing. ”

"You misunderstood, I didn't scold you. To be precise, you are no longer qualified to be scolded by me. ”

The hero said, "You don't see the slightest trace of cultivation on your body, but you have the courage to talk in front of me who has used the strength of a demigod, which is enough to prove that you are not a human, but an orc who has pushed open the door to divinity."

I'm curious, are you also surnamed Huang? ”

The young man stretched his brows, threw away the dead baby, casually wiped the blood on his hands, and saluted with his crossed hands: "The people of the secret realm of the Southern Barbarian Miasma Mountain, the Heavenly Punishment of the Temple Heavenly Punishment Courtyard '癸' The word Heavenly Punishment, Huang Meng, I have seen His Royal Highness the King of Jiangyou!" ”

"Sure enough, the orcs of the Unknowables! How would the Emperor feel if he had a spirit and knew that the people he had created with his own hands had become lackeys of the temple? The hero said coldly.

"The Emperor is dead." Huang Meng said calmly, "He abandoned us, so why should we be foolish?" ”

"Don't you care about his thousand-year-old prophecy?"

"Joke! Since His Royal Highness knows the thousand-year-old prophecy, he thinks that he has already seen my fellow clans in the secret realm of Kunlun Mountain. Your name is Hero, do they think you are the prophecy...... No, should I say that it is the hero of the lie? ”

The hero narrowed his eyes: "It seems that you know a lot of things. ”

Huang Meng smiled extremely elegantly: "Yes." The Emperor gave us life to live freely in Middle-earth, but the Taishan that betrayed the Emperor sealed us in the unknowable land of the four directions, and passed down the so-called thousand-year prophecy in the name of the Emperor, so that we could wait for some heroes.

Don't you think that's ridiculous? ”

"Who told you this?"

"Ourselves." The smile on Huang Meng's face slowly faded, "When your clan has multiplied for thousands of years, there are still less than a thousand; When you see your brothers, sisters, relatives, friends, and juniors die tragically, any gods, any prophecy, it's all fart!

The only thing we can rely on is ourselves!

As it turned out, we were right. ”

The hero raised an eyebrow: "You have found a way to dissolve the curse?" ”

"Yes. Who would have thought that the curse that has plagued us for thousands of years would be so easy to solve?

Sure enough, the Great Emperor created us to eliminate your human race. ”

The hero thought of something and blurted out: "Cannibalism!" That method is cannibalism? ”

Huang Meng smiled again: "That's right, cannibalism, the purer and cleaner the person, the best effect of eating." So, you human babies are now our staple food. Some people like to suck brain pulp, I can't accept it, it's too fishy, or the limbs are more delicious, fat and tender, and melt in the mouth. ”

The hero's face was instantly gloomy as water.

He could guess why the Huangmeng clan had become what they were.

These people gave up their faith out of despair and chose to leave the unknowable land and try to save themselves.

Someone came into contact with the temple or the Divine Grace Dao, learned about the battle of the gods a thousand years ago, understood that they had been deceived, and then were bewitched by the temple and chose to cooperate with them, thus discovering the connection between the gods and cannibalism, and finally completely depraved.

From God's point of view, these people are a living tragedy, but as a person, the hero has already sentenced the entire Huangmeng clan to death in his heart.

Alien beasts eat people, he can understand, after all, it is determined by the food chain, but a group of guys who can become humans eat people, it must not be forgiven!

His divine power was still being output, and the monstrous flood had accumulated in front of him into a small lake, and the waves were lapping and splashing.

Looking at the chaotic soldiers and civilians in the distant village, the hero asked, "You should have come to kill me, why don't you do it?" ”

"You have been promoted to demigod and deserve my respect.

Give up the water, give you half an hour to rest, and we'll fight fairly. ”

Putting aside cannibalism, Huang Meng's image, speech and demeanor are full of elegant aristocratic style. Compared to him, a person like a hero can be called a shame of the superior.

"Also, I'm curious." Huang Meng said again, "You've always been a woman pretending to be a man? Or is it able to switch between men and women at will? ”

"The latter." Heroes don't hide either.

"Oh, in this way, what happened in Niujia Village and Shuangzhou City was done by you alone, and you are very clear about the many secrets of the temple."

"Yes. I'll give you another answer for free: I basically killed the seven temple priests who died here. ”

"Understood."

Huang Meng nodded, his five fingers opened slightly, and a cloud of blood flew out from the corpse of the dead baby not far away, converging in his palm, and after a moment, it condensed into a bright red short sword.

"Hero, you have sinned so much that you must be punished by heaven!

Now is your last chance, give up the water and fight me. ”

The hero sneered: "I advise you: don't take yourself too seriously." If I want to kill you, I don't need Lao Tzu to go all out. ”

"So, die!"

Before the words fell, Huang Meng's body brought out a phantom, and he rushed towards the hero like an arrow from the string.

A stone wall suddenly appeared, his expression remained unchanged, the blood sword swung out, and the stone wall collapsed. Immediately after, several water arrows had already been shot in front of his eyes.

The blood sword in his hand shattered instantly, turning into blood beads, accurately blocking every water arrow.

During this period, his forward pace did not pause in the slightest, and his gaze never even left the hero for half a minute.

When he came to the hero, the beads of blood had re-condensed into a sword in his hand.

The tip of the sword is pointed directly at the hero's heart, as fast as a meteor.

Suddenly, a black light swept towards his head from the bottom up.

At the last moment, he put his toes on the ground a little, and the whole person rolled backwards, flying into the air.

A black knife floated quietly in front of the hero, slashing and murderous.

Huang Meng touched his cheek with his fingers, and when he saw that there was blood on his fingertips, he stretched out his tongue and licked it, and said with a cruel smile: "Good knife!" ”

"A good knife indeed." The hero smiled, "It's called God Killing, from the liar you call it, Taishan." ”