Chapter 442: Conversation with the Corpse [Asking for a Monthly Pass, Asking for a Subscription]

At that time, the sound of locusts flapping their wings was also so loud, and the locusts flew wildly in the sky, dyeing the sky a dark color.

Wu Shiyu stood on the wasteland with the body of a variegated cat, looking at the iron cage on the iron pillar in the distance, and the corpse slowly raised its head.

She knew it was weird, but looking at such a strange scene, she still couldn't help muttering in her heart, what the hell is that? It was a human face, half of which had rotted, half revealing the skull inside, and the remaining half was swollen and rotten, with maggots crawling in it.

"Hello." Wu Shiyu said hello, "You summoned me?" ”

"Wu Shiyu, I know you very well......" The corpse said like this, obviously only white bones were left in his neck, "I know everything about you, but I have a question that I still don't understand." It's all a mediocre and boring life, how can it shape a soul like you......"

"Maybe it'......" Wu Shiyu said, "I drink a lot of Coke?" ”

"No, it doesn't matter." The corpse said.

"Well, who are you? What is the matter with calling me? These locusts were also summoned by you? ”

"Nope." The corpse added, "I belong to another camp and believe in another force. These locusts were summoned by the followers of the locust gods, and their stronghold was called the City of Angels, just ahead, and they enslaved the land. I joined the rebels and gave a nuclear bomb to the people who resisted the locust god, they detonated it in front of Angel City, I know who you are looking for, Gu Jun, who was also in the rebel convoy at the time...... He's not dead, not yet, he's in another world, it's very dangerous. ”

Wu Shiyu was very skeptical about this, whether it was Xianjun's thinking or hers, who would believe what a decomposing corpse said.

"Didn't the nuclear explosion take over Angel City?" She asked, and in the vision Deng Ximei saw, a city was in ruins.

"The City of Angels is in ruins......," the corpse said, "but there is an altar underneath the city of Angels, which has not been destroyed by a nuclear explosion, and some of the cultists of the locust god have survived, and they are performing a great sacrifice, and if they succeed, the locust god will come." ”

Looking at the black swarm of flying locusts in the sky, Wu Shiyu thought, "The two worlds converge, the abnormal region? That's what they did too? ”

"Not exactly, some things are very complex and beyond what we can understand."

At this time, a lump of flesh on the corpse's face fell, and his whole body shook slightly, "My strength is almost at the end, and the scientific secret methods that have survived until now, your consciousness is possessed, traveling through time and space, all of these are, just like the old seal technology you know." All you need to do now is accept the power of the cat, go to the underground altar of Angel City, and destroy them as well. When the time comes, the danger on Gu Jun's side will also be lifted, and everything will be fine......"

"Yes." Wu Shiyu shrugged the cat's shoulders, "Actually, if you were a panda, I might believe it, but you are a corpse." Xianjun's thinking said, it's like in a horror movie, a child has a super weird doll, and then that doll really has a problem...... Parents who can give their children that kind of doll also have a hole in their brains. ”

The corpse was silent for a long time, "I didn't lie to you, these shouldn't be what you are worried about now, you should be worried about other things." ”

"I can show you ......" A light suddenly flashed in the corpse's empty eyes.

Wu Shiyu didn't want to look at it, so he hurriedly covered his eyes with his paws,

But in her mind, there were still some visions that came her to see Xianjun and another young man being bitten to death by some bats, burned to death by raging fire, crushed to death by collapsing boulders, devoured by locusts, pulled to the guillotine and decapitated, and their heads dying from excessive congestion......

It was as if in an instant, Gu Jun had died a thousand times, and each time it was a different way to die, and she saw it all.

Of course, Wu Shiyu palpitated, but these scenes are not true, it is impossible for a person to die a thousand times, and a cat can only die nine times at most......

"These are the possibilities of the future." The corpse's calm, almost indifferent voice sounded again, "As far as the present is concerned, the future has not yet happened, there are many possibilities, but for Gu Jun and his companions, every possibility leads to death. You have a chance to change, only you. ”

"Why?" Wu Shiyu didn't understand, how could his paintings suddenly have mysterious powers, and why did the posters suddenly travel by themselves?

"There are some things that you will understand later." The corpse said, "Accept your power first, accept the power in the cat's body." ”

Wu Shiyu scratched his ears with his paws, he really missed the days of lying on the sofa eating snacks, drinking fat house happy water, and watching dramas at the moment.

If it has anything to do with saving the world by saving the rest of her life by getting rich and saving the rest of her life with interest, then she really has the wrong ideal.

"I still choose ...... Don't believe it. Wu Shiyu decided, "The reason is still that, you are not a panda." ”

There were more and more locusts in the sky, and the corpse was silent for a long time, "You are very cautious, but this time it really shouldn't be." I will do my best to help you, you can not accept this power at first, but use it first, to destroy the underground altar, the locust god cannot be born......"

Wu Shiyu refused, but his spirit was still shaking, not eroded, and when he came back to his senses, he felt that there was something different about this cat body.

She hadn't embraced the power of fusion, but it seemed like she could use it.

"What are the secret methods of science you are talking about?" She asked, "What do you believe in?" ”

The corpse did not speak, and suddenly, as if a barrier had been broken, the locusts that had been just flying by surged up, and in the blink of an eye, they devoured all the iron pillars, iron cages, and corpses.

Above the wasteland, it became empty.

There are weirdness, there are conspiracy, Wu Shiyu thought, just looking around, he could clearly feel that something was surging underground, Deng Ximei also had such a feeling from the illusion, and seemed to see something breaking out of the ground...... Locust god believers? Locust gods?

Many shadows flashed in her mind, converging into a scene of the end of the world.

The Great Sacrifice is a whole world, or even a few worlds......

Wu Shiyu turned the cat's head and looked in the direction of the mutation area, where the entrance to the underground altar of Angel City was also there.

This is what she felt from the power of the cat's body, and there was a countdown, clearly visible, with less than five hours left.

Whether the corpse was true or not, she felt that once the countdown was over, something bad would happen if she hadn't done anything......

"Well, I'm kind of semi-forced by that corpse. Forcing someone else's will is certainly not a good thing. ”

Wu Shiyu immediately called out Gu Jun's name, thinking about the scenes that flashed just now, there seemed to be a connection, she quickly turned the cat's body and waved her paws, drawing a kaleidoscope pattern on the scorched black earth, and squatted in the middle, just like the watercolor painting.

Suddenly a light lit up on the ground, and the door of time and space opened, and she jumped into it with a sudden thud.

Let's not go to the underground altar first, she has to go to the child's father first.

But Wu Shiyu didn't know if his move was a conspiracy of the corpse.

Because the power is not hers, the painting is not hers, and the scene of Xianjun's tragic death a thousand times is also made by the corpse.

"What can I do, I'm helpless."

She can't die, and neither can Xianjun.

You can't let your child be an orphan from birth, usually the life of an orphan is very rough, like a child's father.

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