As soon as I saw the man's face, I couldn't help but frown three times.

I've seen this face before, it's the purple face that appeared before the King of Yellow mutated.

The man straightened up, squinting his eyes and glancing around, and finally he saw me and fixed his gaze on me.

If he's just an ordinary villain who hasn't cultivated, even if I'm in a bit of a bad state now, it's a matter of minutes if I want to kill him.

The key problem is that I'm not sure if he's friend or foe.

He stared at me silently, and I looked at him quietly, the barrel of the gun in my hand.

For a moment, his eyes suddenly widened, his eyes full of panic and fear, and at the same time, a large number of blood vessels suddenly drilled out of the shriveled skin, and these threads were pierced into the emaciated man in front of him as if consciously.

Probably stimulated by the pain, he finally came to his senses, stared at me with wide eyes, and shouted at the top of his voice, "Kill me!" ”

I knew I couldn't save him, so I didn't hesitate to throw the fishbone gun out.

The barrel of the gun slashed through the air with a trill, impartially, piercing the opponent's head.

This person has completely fused with the flesh and blood and tentacles on the ground, and if he doesn't kill him now, he will be devoured by these flesh and blood sooner or later, and I want to help him and save a way to make him die a happy death.

Forcibly saving his life didn't do him the slightest, it just made me feel more comfortable.

I threw such a shot with all my might, and I completely lost my strength, and as soon as my legs went limp, I sat on the ground again.

If the King in Yellow is still not dead, then I will really stop cooking.

Fortunately, it was indeed dead, and I sat on the ground and stared at it for half an hour, and he didn't move.

Looking at the piles of skins and tentacles on the ground, I couldn't tell if the flesh was the body of the King in Yellow, or if the man I had just killed was the body of the King in Yellow, or both.

And at this moment, I finally figured out why the King of the Yellow Coats went to great lengths to make the Presbyterians question themselves.

In its body, there should always be two consciousnesses fighting each other, one of which represents the extreme evil, from which all the evil deeds committed by the King in Yellow originate, and the other consciousness belongs to the man who is bent on death, he is bent on killing him and giving him permanent liberation.

After another hour or so, I reluctantly got up, put away the fishbone gun, and pulled the layers of skin on the ground to see if there was anything else hidden under the skins.

Nothing was found except the tattered yellow robe.

However, I found that the soles of the man's feet grew directly with the tentacles, and that his toes and heels had degenerated, and that two thick branches of flesh had grown at the front and back ends of the soles of the feet instead of the toes and heels, and that the tentacles, which were now only the thickness of the forearms, grew out of this branch in the form of branches.

If there were no blood vessels connected to it, the man's body would have been completely separated from the skin bladder formed by the collapse of the sarcoma.

I stared at the corpse with the soles of my feet touching for a long time, and decided to cut off the "blood vessels" attached to his skin and bring him back to the surface.

I have to tell them that the King of Yellow has been killed by me, and that there is no evidence, and that it would be better to go back with the evidence.

When I had cleaned the veins and skin, I put the yellow robe back on the man and bowed to him with guilt.

The dead are the greatest, I didn't mean to desecrate your corpse, there is really no other way at the moment, just work hard for you to come with me, and when the matter is done, I will definitely find a feng shui treasure to bury you.

As for when I will bury the family, it depends on everyone's recognition of this corpse, if the rat king can recognize it at a glance as soon as they see it, then it will probably have to be buried later.

It's a sin to drag someone's corpse around, but I really don't have any other choice right now.

Alas, what do you call it!

When I had finished packing up the body of the King in Yellow, I took out the high wine that Eros had specially prepared for me from my backpack, ran outside the stone tower, poured the wine on the door panel, and set it on fire.

The alcohol certainly doesn't burn for long, but it's enough to make one person see the fire.

The reason why Eros prepared this kind of thing for me is not for me to drink, and you must not believe it, she prepared this thing for me to use.

Eros said that if I am in danger in the underworld and realize that I can't escape from the cliff, I should quickly give myself a spot, or the underworld will use me as food.

I didn't understand at the time, wouldn't it be better to burn it when cooked, and besides, you can't burn me into charcoal with just such a small bottle of wine.

As a result, Eros called me a psychopath.

I still don't understand why she called me insane.

The small fire in front of the door did work as expected, and it didn't take long for the three elders to rush over in a panic.

The first person to see the fire was definitely not the three of them, because from the side of the ship's hall, they could only see the upper half of the tower, and they couldn't see the fire on the door panel at all, but at this time, only the three of them rushed over, which means that they may have realized that something was wrong in the tower, and they didn't want others to know what was going on in the tower.

Seeing that they were all coming, I withdrew into the tower, walked to the spiral staircase and sat down, and withdrew the concealment technique.

The body of the King in Yellow was laid aside.

The footsteps of the elders did not stop until the door.

I heard Runo ask in surprise outside, "Why did the door open?" ”

Then came Norbu's helpless sigh: "The door is not only open, but also lit." Presumably, the apocalypse has come. ”

Jordan's voice was a bit hexatic: "What should I do, do you want to go in and have a look?" ”

Runo: "No one is allowed to enter the Tower without the permission of the King in Yellow. ”

Norbu: "Perhaps, the King of the Yellow has been eradicated by the New Gods. ”

Jordan: "Then we can't get in?" ”

Ten minutes of silence followed.

In the end, Nobu made up his mind: "Go in and have a look!" ”

This guy belongs to the real man of action, and as soon as he said a word, he quickly leaned over and got into the crack in the door.

As soon as he entered, he saw me sitting on the spiral staircase, and the corpse of the King in Yellow.

When he saw me, his expression was full of confusion, but after seeing the corpse of the King in Yellow, his expression changed to shock and relief.

Recognize it at a glance as the King in Yellow? Was it because he recognized the yellow robe on the corpse, or did he recognize the tentacles?

Runo and Jordan followed in front and back, and the two of them were as stunned as Norbu when they saw the body of the King in Yellow.