Swing your sword, slash, and advance......

The above process is repeated repeatedly, and the flow of time seems to be stretched out by monotonous movements. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Suddenly, his eyes were empty, and there were no monsters around him, only shattered corpses and blood-stained cloaks telling the story of the previous battle.

He looked up at the sky, and the blood moon still hung in the air, seemingly untouched. Returning your gaze to the ground, you will see the end of the street in front of you. Behind an arched door is a plaza with a tall and stately church-like building at the rear.

There was no need to guess that he already knew that there was something different ahead, and the sound of murmuring scriptures came from the direction of the square.

As he got closer, the chants grew louder and louder, and they were like flying insects haunting his ears.

Bell bell bell ......

As he walked into the square, he heard the bell again. In the second-floor corridors of the buildings on either side of the plaza stood several women who were ringing bells, as if they were calling for something.

There were no enemies around, as the source of the mutation was from above.

The Blood Moon, which was guarded by the buildings below, changed, and a cloud of black mist drowned the Blood Moon, and it was as if a black hole appeared in the sky.

In the black hole, points of light suddenly lit up, and the points of light were connected into pieces, emitting a strange brilliance.

That's the universe.

In the mouth of the cave transformed by the blood moon, a cosmic view appeared.

It was supposed to be a beautiful view, but at this moment it gave people an eerie and distorted feeling.

He felt his consciousness engulfed the moment he touched the "universe", almost like it was inside the body of some giant creature.

There was a loud noise, and I saw a large amount of filthy liquid flowing out of the hole, like gastric juice, and like amniotic fluid, and some kind of existence along with the filthy liquid also flowed out.

He already understood what the women were calling, but the change was happening too quickly, and it was too late to stop it.

The first thing that emerges from the hole is a human-like half, and then a much larger part emerges. The twisted alien body can faintly discern the limbs and head of a human being. If the monster seen before has been very distorted, then this one is now a super-enhanced version, and its existence is simply a desecration of life.

The process of its emergence, which is reminiscent of the birth of a newborn born from the birth canal, is presented in the most profane way.

It was something that should never have been born.

As soon as it emerged, the black fog that shrouded the Blood Moon dissipated, and the Moon turned back to its blood color. At the same time, with a loud thud, the being fell to the ground. It was like a newborn newborn, groping its way and slowly crawling up.

The plural limbs supported the body of nearly a quarter of a square, divided into several segments like an insect, the head full of human heads, and the back of a humanoid half.

Its very existence is full of filth, and boundless malice is constantly spreading around it.

"Evil God...... Wrong! ”

Although it is extremely distorted, although it is something that should not exist in this world, this existence is not an evil god.

If you want to describe it, it is a shoddy counterfeit.

It is a product of imitation of evil gods that is completed by using countless people as sacrifices.

This is man-made distortion, artificially maliciously.

Its name is the Reborn.

The existence of the rebirth of the person who was sacrificed is the essence of it.

This is not a resurrection, and its very existence is far removed from the concept of man. But he didn't become an evil god, he was just an incomplete monster.

The Reborn stretched out his twisted arms, and roared from his vocal organs.

Not far ahead, he had apparently been noticed, but he had no intention of retreating.

He pulled out the sword and wiped the fire talisman on the blade. The flames ignited on the sword, and the light seemed to purify all filth.

When he was done with these preparations, the Again Greeter crawled over with his twisted body in tow.

The humanoid half of his body waved his arms wildly, and the massive forelimbs below raised as if to slap him flat.

The strong wind pressure and the pungent stench enveloped him, and at the same time, accompanied by the interference of mental pollution, even the slightest person who was not determined would lose the strength to resist.

But it didn't mean anything to him, and his spirit was extremely focused, and he didn't waver in the slightest.

The moment the attack came, he had already dodged to dodge, and at the same time swung out the Taidao Thousand Scenes.

Blades of blood poured out of the blade, and the flames spread as if blood had become the material for burning.

As they passed by, blood and flames enveloped the arms of the resurrected.

A huge wound appeared on the opponent's arm, filthy blood gushing out, and flames continued to burn around the wound. The reborn loses his balance and falls forward.

He didn't miss this opportunity, and at the same time as the other party fell, he raised his sword, and took advantage of the trend of his fall, and stabbed the reborn in the chest.

The blade was only halfway through before it was blocked by the hard bones, and a huge mass pressed down the blade. Unable to resist with his strength, he tightened his grip on the hilt of his sword and rushed towards the side of the Reborn. With the momentum of the sharp blade, a long wound was suddenly cut on the opponent's body, and the flames further poured into the opponent's body to destroy.

The damage was even greater, but this time the opponent seemed to adapt to the injury and reacted more quickly. Hideous limbs on either side of his body swung in his direction, making it impossible for him to continue his attack, forcing him to pull back and distance himself.

Having distanced himself, he observed the enemy again and calculated his next strategy. The two injuries didn't kill him, but that was to be expected, and it would be strange if it was so easy to fix, even if it was just a twisted artifact.

Without waiting for the other party to act, he had already flown up and rushed forward again. The force of agitation drove his body, causing him to soar into the air and rush towards his enemies in a way that broke free from the restraints of gravity.

The other party reacted quickly, and there was no slowness at all due to the injury, perhaps he did not have a sense of so-called pain at all. But he was faster, and before he could wave his arm to stop him, he was already on the other's back, and in front of him was the half-humanoid part.

The humanoid half-body roared frantically, arms wide open, with no intention of dodging.

In the blink of an eye, his sword had already slashed half-through, splitting it in half, but the other party did not stop his action at all.

In other words, although the other party has a structure such as a head, it is likely that there is no concept of the point at all.

Just as he was thinking this, he suddenly felt a strange force, and then a cloud of dirty blood fell from the top of his head.