He Xigong is not a fool, he knows what my words mean, and he also knows that what I said is somewhat true.

Monsters are monsters after all.

We can't understand their minds, and we can't understand what they think about us posterity, or what we think about us as human beings.

It's like me.

The people of the Old Religion regarded the creatures of the old world as gods and worshiped them as the only faith, but I saw them as monsters.

If those monsters did come to the afterlife, what would they think of us?

Is it to be a follower? Or think of it as a bug, a pile of meaningless food, or something else.

My gut tells me that it's a bit difficult to get the creatures of the past, especially the kings of the old, to see them as followers.

The ants' beliefs are insignificant to them, and if they want to return to this world, then they must have their own goals, and it is definitely not as simple as successfully learning from them.

Suppose that what they want is this world, then we living people are an absolute obstacle to them.

There are no eggs under the nest.

When the future generations were slaughtered, could He Xigong, a semi-follower of the old religion, end up with any good results?

Maybe there will be a good outcome, at least better than ordinary people, but the final outcome is ...... I'm afraid it's not that rosy.

"Blackstar...... The black star is rising....... The lake reflects the sea of stars......."

"Lafutessa...... The Land of Abundance........"

"It's not over....... There is no liberation ........"

Listening to those intermittent whispers, I don't know what's wrong, but the mood in my heart, which was still relatively stable, suddenly fluctuated a little.

An indescribable fear seemed to have taken root in my heart for a long time, and now it is just beginning to sprout.

By the time I found it now, the emotion had become tangled in my heart and had grown wildly.

I couldn't control that emotion at all, I couldn't even suppress it.

Kneeling on the ground, I trembled incessantly, not even daring to look up, as if I was afraid of angering the monster, and did not dare to make the slightest offensive move.

Not only me, but He Xigong and the villain also had the same experience.

Unconsciously, He Xigong also trembled, and the same is true of the evil son, from my point of view, I can only see the eyes of the evil son.

This monster has already scared another monster.

There is a very human fear in the eyes of the evil man, which is not a joke, and when he found that I was looking at it, the evil man also showed a look of asking for help.

To be honest, when I first entered the industry, I was probably the happiest time.

Dealing with ghosts, dealing with people, all of this, no matter how difficult it is, does not make me feel hopeless.

But since I've seen the Brain Monster, and then I've met the Nine Gods later....... More and more things beyond common sense have made my nerves tense, and they are just about to break.

People's ability to accept is limited, and so is the ability of the spirit to resist blows.

I thought that ghosts and gods were the limit of my contact, but now those old creatures really made me feel the difference between cloud and mud.

A monster that hasn't woken up yet can make me kneel on the ground and can't raise my head, including He Xigong, I don't even dare to move, for fear of offending it.

In this way, I am afraid that some people still can't realize that they will replace He Xigong, Wenren Bodhisattva, old man, Miao Wuren, or those Taishan Beidou who are famous in the industry.

Let them come here, and they will have to kneel as well.

"....... Why is this goddamn so powerful....... The brain monster is a little worse than it....... "I gritted my teeth and knelt on the ground, barely keeping my consciousness awake and not being carried away by fear:" It looks like it's really going to wake up....... Didn't He Xigong say that he could stabilize it........ This is fucking playing away, right?! ”

At this time, the atmosphere around me also changed.

The whispers were getting closer and closer, and I don't know if it was my delusion or hallucination, but the whispers seemed to be becoming more real.

There seemed to be hundreds of people in the cave, standing in those dark and invisible places, chanting and whispering to express their worship and admiration for the creatures of the past.

The temperature that fell to freezing point also began to rise inexplicably, and this change gave me a very intuitive feeling, because the temperature rose too fast, almost from about zero degrees, to twenty or thirty degrees Celsius.

It's hot, it's humid, that's how I feel.

The cave seemed to have been thrown into a pool of warm mud, and my skin pores seemed to be blocked by the mud, and I couldn't sweat at all, and I was so dizzy that it was worse than a fever.

Everything was heating up, including us living people, but one thing was still at its original temperature, still as cold as it had just been taken out of the ice cellar.

It's the seal of law.

When I hold something like this in my hand, and the temperature changes, it will definitely heat up as well, but it will remain the same from beginning to end........

I have to say that it is quite comfortable to hold, similar to the feeling of holding an ice cube.

"End...... It's over........" He Xigong said coldly, his tone full of fear.

Hearing his voice, I took courage and looked up at him.

At this time, He Xigong was also looking back, looking at me with a desperate face, and his physical body seemed to have undergone some changes.

That change must have been something he hadn't thought of beforehand.

Wilt.

That's right, only withering can describe his change.

All the exposed skin suddenly turned gray, like a dead person, as if it had an eerie green color.

Originally, his skin was a little wrinkled, after all, he was old, and he was not like a young man, who could stretch his skin, but now..... The folds became more pronounced.

In an instant, the whole person lost a whole circle, and the changes that could be observed with the naked eye scared me so much that I didn't even dare to breathe, and I directly held my breath.

After experiencing this change, He Xigong lost his voice, and in his cloudy eyes, the dead air was even worse, and he couldn't even see the slightest look that a living person should have, his eyes became hollow, only the fear on his face still did not disappear.

"What's wrong with you??" I looked at him with some worry, my heart was in my throat, I just felt that this thing was a little ruthless, as if even He Xigong had a kind of intention to plant.

I don't know if my voice woke up He Xigong, suddenly, his eyes became a little clearer, but his body still couldn't move, he maintained a kneeling position, his head didn't move, he looked at me very stiffly, and when he spoke, it was almost a voice squeezed out of his throat.

"Contact ......."

"It got in touch with me......."

"Don't move....... If you move, you will die........"

When He Xigong said this, there was already blood in the corners of his eyes, and some blackened mucus was filled with it, and it began to flow down the corners of his eyes.

After a while, this blood-mixed fluid began to flow out of his nose and ears.

The rancid smell of the liquid was familiar, similar to the rancid smell of my blood........

I swallowed, knowing that the situation was beyond his grasp, so I did not dare to move, but did as he commanded.

He Xigong opened his mouth half-open, as if he couldn't close it, saliva flowed down the corners of his mouth, and his eyes began to roll up, like a ghost's upper body, the movement of rolling his eyes was very violent, and even his body began to twitch.

The movement and demeanor ...... It's really like a patient with epilepsy.......

Before I could react, He Xigong suddenly turned his back up, and the whole person collapsed on the ground, twitching frantically and howling at the same time.

"Ahhh!!hhh

It's not a human voice anymore, and ghosts and monsters can't make it, like the roar of a beast, but the madness contained in it...... It's beyond the limits of what I can understand.......

Say something unfounded.

At this time, He Xigong's howl was not like a meaningless howl, but like a ....... Very special language......

I don't understand it, and my speculation is unfounded, but I do think so.

In his muffled howl, it seemed as if another voice was also roaring frantically.

That's definitely not a human voice.

It repeated, roared.

It's like tossing and turning, reminding all the creatures present.

"Ahhh!!h

"I.... I am!! ”

"Ahh!!hh

"God !!!"

Soon, in the panicked eyes of me and the villain, He Xigong had a new round of changes.

That kind of change, even ...... It all made me wonder if all this was a dream, if it was a hallucination.......

He Xigong flew up...... No!! It's not flying!!

It's his flesh!!

It's his flesh that floats!!