Not surprisingly, these villagers were sacrificed to this ceremony.

There was a strange sound and a foul smell in the distance.

"Looks like you've found out. In that case, the game of peek-a-boo loses its fun. ”

Moritia appeared in front of the two of them, and was at ease.

"Moritia!"

Faust and Wang Feng uttered the name that made them angry almost at the same time.

"What the hell do you want to do?"

Wang Feng looked at Moritia and asked.

"What for?" He glanced at the villagers below with his spare eyes and showed a sneer: "What do you think I will do?" ”

Moritia snapped his fingers directly.

"Smack!"

The villagers let out heart-rending screams, which slowly turned to white powder.

"You!"

Faust did not expect Moritia to attack these villagers.

"What about Conan Doyle? What did you do with Conan Doyle? ”

"Conan Doyle?"

Moritia scratched her head and didn't care: "Does that guy have anything to do with me?" ”

"Damn!"

Wang Feng roared angrily, and the fragments were instantly dressed on his body, and a black spear was held in his hand, and then he jumped up and stabbed at Moritia.

Moritia was also not panicked, her body suddenly became illusory, and kicked Wang Feng back.

He looked at Faust and sighed, "Are you going to try it too?" ”

Faust hurriedly ran to Wang Feng and pulled him up: "Are you okay?" ”

"It's fine."

Although Wang Feng said that he was fine, his ribs were at least two broken, and his abdomen ached.

"What the hell do you want?" Faust questioned Moritia.

Moritia shook her head, then sighed, her face full of helplessness: "Alas! I just want to tell you that Conan Doyle guy is in the canyon, and if you want to save him, go there...... As for being so excited? He glanced at the moon and then said to Wang Feng and the others: "I still have something to do, so I won't play with you...... Bye! ”

Moritia slipped away from the two of them, but they couldn't do anything.

"What the hell is that guy trying to do?"

Faust helped Wang Feng to the bed: "You have a good rest first, and we will go to the canyon tomorrow." ”

"Hmm!"

As soon as the morning dawned, the two walked towards the canyon, and on the way around the top of the mountain, they saw a new huge footprint, as before, the vegetation on both sides of the road was knocked down, indicating that the huge terrifying monster had footprints in two directions on the road, like a moving Roshan, coming from the Cold Spring Canyon, and then returning to the foot of the mountain along the same path, the bending bushes formed a trail up to 30 meters wide along the steep slope to the top of the mountain.

Whatever the horror is? It can climb near-vertical cliffs.

The two also took a safer route to the canyon.

The road was filled with a foul smell and an asphalt-like viscous substance, which made Wang Feng a little timid.

At dawn, the strange sounds of the dark night began to sound again, the gray sky was unusually cold, and sometimes it was drizzling, and the mountains to the northwest were accumulating thicker and thicker clouds.

The rain was pouring down, and there was a faint sound of thunder and lightning on the distant horizon, tearing through the sky, and suddenly a fork of lightning swept by, as if falling into a cursed abyss, and the sky became gloomy.

For about an hour or so, the sky was still so gloomy, and there was a loud noise along the road.

When the two of them came to the canyon, all the trees at the mouth of the canyon were broken, and the canyon at the other end smelled the same stench as the footprints they had found before.

Only the sound of swishing was heard louder than the sound of trees and bushes being crushed, and then the trees on the side of the road suddenly fell in one direction, and the sound of mud and splashing water could be heard.

There was a terrible creaking and snapping sound from the bridge, and the wood was bursting and breaking, but neither of them saw anything from the beginning to the end, only the trees and shrubs breaking, and then the clattering sound, farther and farther away.

The sky began to lighten, the rainstorm was coming to an end, and at the end of their shortcut was a forested, almost vertical mountain wall, and they had to climb like a ladder through the strange ancient trees

That dirty little Taoist, the sun has come out.

And at this moment, the two of them saw that strange scene again.

The two of them knew what they had walked through by looking at the crooked trees and the terrifying footprints that could never be mistaken, and the ruins of the catastrophe appeared in front of them after turning a corner.

The ground was full of viscous substance, and there was a foul smell that was unacceptable to the two of them.

Faust seemed to hear something, and he looked up at the corners of his mouth and twitched: "That monster...... Climbing up...... I'm about to climb to the top of the mountain. ”

Terror spreads like a germ between the two, and finding Conan Doyle in the canyon is one thing, but if it does, it's another thing entirely.

The two of them vaguely heard a strange sound similar to music in the distance, like a loud chant that sounded along with the surrounding scene, and the strange silhouette on the distant peak was undoubtedly an infinitely grotesque and unforgettable spectacle.

Suddenly, though there were no dark clouds, the sun seemed to dim, a strange phenomenon, and there was a rumbling sound in the mountains, apparently mixed with a strange rumble from the sky, and lightning tore through the sky.

One gets the illusion that a storm is coming, but no sign is found anyway.

The change in sunlight became more and more obvious, and both of them looked at the eerie horizon, and some kind of purple-black ghost appeared out of thin air, deepening the blue of the sky and pressing down on the rumbling mountains.

The lightning tore through the sky again, even brighter than the last.

Suddenly, without warning, a low, harsh, hoarse voice sounded, and the voice would forever be etched in the memories of the two who heard him.

The sound could not have come from a human throat, as it is impossible for a human vocal organ to produce such a strange sound that defies nature.

If you call it sound, you may be wrong, because the terrible ultra-low sound, which goes directly to consciousness and fear, is far more subtle and deep than hearing, but you have to call it sound, because they are vague, but they are undeniably coherent words.

and extremely loud, louder than the sound of the mountains and the thunder echoing in the sky, but with no visible source, the imagination speculated that he came from the invisible world of creatures.

"Uh...... Yes! Hahaha! Here it comes...... Here it ......."

The thunderous hoarse voice uttered almost coherent words, from the bottom of a dark well where fear or feeling flowed, and the voice began to gather new strength, becoming more and more coherent, falling into an extreme and utter ultimate madness.

But everything came to an abrupt halt, and thunderous shouts poured down wildly from the trembling void, and the language used made Wang Feng and the others a little dizzy, and the voice was never remembered again.

The terrifying explosion that almost tore apart the mountains brought the two back to reality, and no one could tell whether the deafening apocalyptic sound came from the ground or a lightning bolt from the sky, slashing at the two of them from the purple zenith, and the indescribable stench of power swept down the hillside, rushing into the surrounding countryside, shaking the trees, grasses and shrubs frantically, everything at the foot of the mountain was destroyed, and the green weeds and leaves withered, The sick-stricken gray-yellow fields and forests are littered with dead animals.

The stench quickly dissipated, and the plant never returned to normal, and it continued like this for a long time.

Wang Feng opened his eyes suddenly, and found that he had returned to the previous cave, where Faust and Conan Doyle were lying on the ground.

"Is this a dream? No! It's definitely not a dream. ”

Wang Feng was a little exhausted, and at this moment, a picture suddenly appeared in his mind, he held his head and let out a painful moan, and the memory was picked up from the place where he stopped.

The half of the human face, with red eyes and white hair and a short chin, some like an octopus, like a centipede and more like a spider, but the human face on the head was even more vivid in his memory.

Faust also woke up from the ground in a hurry.

"What the hell is that?"

Wang Feng looked at Faust with a blank expression and asked.

Faust thought for a moment and carefully chose his words: "That guy shouldn't belong in our world...... It's definitely not a dream...... It's what really happened. ”

He got up from the ground and set up Conan Doyle.

The world around them quickly began to crumble, and the boulders were all reduced to pieces and dissipated into the air.

"Run!"

Faust hurriedly pulled Wang Feng out of the cave

When he ran out of the cave, the blood moon in the sky had disappeared, and the surrounding environment had begun to normalize.

Faust sat on the ground with his butt in shock: "We're back." ”

Wang Feng was also a little tired and turned his head to look at the cave behind him, but there was no cave behind him, only an endless plain.

"What the hell is going on?"

His mouth was panting, his mind was blank, and he really didn't understand why Moritia was doing this.

Faust didn't speak, and now he just wanted to get some rest.

London―

Moritia sat at the table, fiddling with a giant necromantic book.

"You've finally regained all your memories? Shouldn't I congratulate you? Henry Bacon stepped out of the darkness and patted Moritia on the shoulder.

Moritia didn't speak, but put the Book of Necrons that Wang Feng had obtained earlier on the table.

"You seem to be a little unhappy......"

Henry Bacon picked up the Necronomicon and asked Moritia.

"Who the hell am I?" Moritia closed her eyes and sighed.

"You're Moritia...... Or that you are the son of the evil god......"

Moritia looked at Henry Bacon: "Then who are you?" ”

Henry Bacon sneered and touched the scar on his face: "I am a cultist of the evil gods......"

The corners of Moritia's mouth rose slightly: "Things seem to be getting more interesting......"

"It's a very interesting world...... Who would have thought of it? In this world, Wang Feng and I will become good friends? In our world, I sent that guy to hell with my own hands...... Everything gets weird and interesting with a few small changes...... Evil gods have descended on all timelines, and this timeline is no exception. ”

Henry Bacon leaned into Moritia's ear and whispered, "Now...... The game really begins. ”

Moritia looked at the Necronomicon on the table and nodded, "That's right, now the game really begins...... The curtain will come down on everything...... Everything will come to an end......"

The sky flashed with strange colors, and under the illumination of this color, Moritia's figure began to change little by little.

Henry Bacon still looked at him with a slight smile and stood beside him without saying a word.

Moritia's face began to grow ugly, like a goat.

The eyes had turned blood-red, and a strong stench filled the room.

He looked at Henry Bacon and said in an extremely strange voice, "Do you think I look like my father?" ”

Henry Bacon fell to his knees and then chanted Moritia's name.

Moritia was restored to her former form, and Henry Bacon rose from the ground.

"I really didn't expect my birth to have something to do with those two guys." Moritia looked at Henry Bacon and sighed: "They must not have expected that it was precisely because of their appearance that they created an enemy like me." ”

Henry Bacon closed the Necronomicon on the table: "I believe that this world will eventually become a part of the evil gods......"

"Oh?" Moritia's expression began to become strange: "Wouldn't you feel guilty about doing such a thing?" ”

"Guilt? I don't feel guilty...... For me, human beings are actually the most insignificant in the universe, just a small race, like ants, human beings are like insects fighting each other, or a messy bush, they are not aware of their own insignificance and insignificance...... It's a sad thing......"

Henry Bacon couldn't help but sneer.

Moritia wanted to laugh when he heard his words, and he looked at Henry Bacon: "Aren't you human either?" ”

"It's because I'm a human being that I hope the evil god can change this race......" He sat on the sofa and lit a cigarette: "I'm different from Faust, I'm not as boring as that guy, Faust travels through time to stop the time war against the evil god, and I travel through time to make the time war happen as soon as possible, so that the blessing of the evil god spreads throughout the universe, and all mortals sing the praises of the evil god's greatness." ”

Moritia just watched Henry Bacon silently and did not speak.

He walked to the window and looked out.

"The Divine Grace will spread throughout the universe...... No one will be able to stop it, and humanity will evolve to its highest form and rise in all populations...... No one can stop us from ......"