Ananda was noncommittal, apparently not taking to heart the words of a monk of such a status as Ye Mo.

However, Santagria's expression changed quietly, and the next moment Ye Mo's voice came from the former's voice: "Do you really have a way to deal with him?"

It's not that Santaglia is sick and rushes to the doctor, but because he has seen all kinds of strange things about Night Silence from Sanna's perspective when he was on the outer layer of the Space-Time Graveyard.

Some of these memories had somehow become blurry, but the fact that Yemo had some connection to the moon god still lingered in her memory.

Even though Ye Mo looked ordinary now, even she would not despise a person who could communicate with the gods.

Perhaps, Ye Mo just got the secret technique from the moon god that can deal with the current situation?

In response to Santaglia's inquiry, Ye Mo also replied in a soul voice: "I don't like to joke, but I need a little time. ”

"How long?" Santaglia frowned.

"About half a minute. Ye Mo didn't hesitate.

"Impossible!" Santaglia vetoed sternly, "Half a minute is enough for Ananda to tear us to shreds!"

"That's what you need to care about, and if you can't even do that, let's die here together. ”

Ye Mo's cold words did not contain a trace of emotion, not like discussing cooperation, but more like a threat.

Santaglia was very disgusted by Ye Mo's attitude, but finally gritted his teeth and said because of the situation: "You'd better make sure that there are no accidents, otherwise this seat will let you see the consequences of deceiving this seat!"

"Don't worry, even if you want to die, I haven't lived enough. ”

At this point, the negotiation ended, and Santagria's face flashed a hint of cruelty, and there was no choice but to fight once.

"Done talking?"

However, at this moment, Ananda's playful voice came, which made Santalia and Yemo's hearts jump at the same time.

"Don't worry, do what the plan says!" Ye Mo didn't hide it this time, and shouted directly.

And after hearing the cry of the night silence, Santaglia finally stopped hesitating.

"Mystic: Marionette!"

With Martha's body at the core, Santalia raised her fingers.

Ten slender and slender fingers beat as quickly as butterflies through flowers, and with the movement of her fingers, a group of corpses on the ship mutated violently.

It was as if there was an invisible thread hanging from them, and these people followed some rhythm and pounced on Ananda.

The corpses departed from different angles and speeds, ensuring that Ananda was surrounded in the center of the attack at all times.

And Ye Mo also started to work here, and in Santagalia's extremely suspicious eyes, Ye Mo actually pulled Liuhua towards the ship's room group.

What the hell is he doing? Santalia was very anxious, and some of them could not resist the means of night silence.

On the other side, Ananda seemed to see some clues: "Do you want to delay time?"

Shaking his head, Ananda said in a condensed voice, "It's useless. ”

As soon as the words fell, her figure flashed, disappearing in place at a speed that exceeded the limits of visual capture.

Immediately afterwards, a series of dense afterimages appeared in all directions of the entire bow of the ship.

"Click!"

Ananda's movements were unrecognizable, but when her figure disappeared in place, all that was left was a broken body.

Everywhere he passed, no matter what level of corpse puppets he was, no matter what level he was doing, a slender fingerprint appeared on their corpses.

Dark red blood, staining the entire ship's board red.

In less than three seconds, the soul power seeds in all the corpses on the entire ship, except for Marsha, the main body of the split soul, were annihilated.

"Isn't this too perverted?" Santalia's pupils shrank when she saw this scene.

Even though she had raised Ananda's danger level to a very high level in her heart, the other party's performance was still beyond her expectations.

Glancing quietly in the direction of Ye Mo's departure, Santalia secretly prayed in her heart: "Ye Mo, you must be fast!"

"Is there any other way? I haven't played it yet. Ananda's body floated in the air, stretching out his scarlet tongue and licking his lips.

Jane Jones's soft face had a bloodthirsty expression.

"Hmph, this is just the beginning, it's too early to get complacent. "I don't know the bottom of my heart, but Santaglia doesn't show any timidity in her momentum.

"It's a good show, it's going to be staged now!"

Santaglia smiled confidently, and then her lips opened and closed, and a series of inaudible incantations emanated from it.

All around, the corpse puppets, which had been inactive, suddenly moved again.

However, this time he did not attack Ananda, but attacked his "companions" around him.

A bloody, brutal feast of corpses unfolds at this moment.

"Excellent breeds" such as Paro and Mensa performed the best, swallowing the "companions" around them in a few bites.

Organs and eyeballs were scattered again.

The last remaining remnants of these corpses began to struggle for "survival".

In some cases, the corpse from the neck up tore the half-body of the enemy on the opposite side intact into pieces, and then swallowed it in the mouth, only to leak out of the throat because it had no abdomen.

There are also those who only have the lower part of the abdomen left, but they are very crazy to press the opposite side directly to their broken neck, but in the end they are bursting because they can't bear it.

This is undoubtedly a very wild and rough scene, enough to break the minds of normal people.

Those corpses were formerly noble and powerful monks, but now they are struggling in a beastly way, trying to gain a chance to "survive" in this world.

Of course, this kind of behavior also achieved quite a huge effect, and the aura on the corpses that could survive the fight began to increase at an alarming rate.

Some of the mutilated corpses began to be repaired, evolving in a strange and powerful direction.

During this period, some of the outstanding performers, such as Kane and others, who were formerly Heavenly Rank Monks, completed two or three rounds of devouring in a short period of time.

At the end of the first round of devouring, their cultivation aura had reached the middle stage of the Heavenly Rank, and after completion, except for Mensa, who had a slightly weaker foundation, the others had already evolved to the late Heavenly Rank.

Even, the most powerful Paro has already reached the peak of the late stage of the Heavenly Position, and he is only one step away from stepping into the peak of the Heavenly Position.

"Lord Ananda, welcome to witness this ...... specially prepared for you"

"Corpse Party!"

Santaglia looked at the corpses in front of her, who had changed dramatically, and said in a cold voice.

There was an unknown amount of killing intent and gore hidden in those calm words, which was enough to make normal people chill all over their bodies.

However, Ananda is the overlord of the Soul Sea after all, and his concentration and knowledge are far beyond ordinary people.

He didn't look panicked or surprised, but instead watched Santaglia finish with an almost conniving attitude.

"Is this your self-confidence? It's kind of interesting......" Ananda shook his head when the fastest corpse had completed the fourth round of evolution, "Unfortunately, it's still not enough!"