The red ball drifted away with them until it crossed the city gate and landed on the edge of a forest. As soon as they landed, the red ball disappeared like a bubble. Mo Liang stepped on the ground and looked back. At some point, the gate collapsed, and the other side of the gate was in flames.

Just a wall away, Mo Liang felt that everything over there was as unrealistic as a nightmare, if it weren't for the faint screams in the city, he would even think that those monsters were his hallucinations.

"Now, you can hand over the Golden Ball. Handel held out his hand to him.

Outside the city was deserted, and next to them was a vast forest full of shadows, Mo Liang glanced into the forest, and for a while he was a little stunned, not knowing what to do next. Baozi snuggled up to him, and a pair of eyes were also looking at him, as if waiting for him to make a decision.

Mo Liang took the golden ball out of his arms and looked at it in a daze, involuntarily clenching it tighter and tighter. Handel looked at him warily and was about to take the golden ball.

"No, it's mine, I won't give anyone. Mo Liang muttered softly.

What?" Handel didn't hear. Suddenly, I saw the light of the golden ball flourishing, enveloping Mo Liang's entire arm, and Mo Liang felt that he wanted to merge with this burst of golden light. At the same time, the black knife in his other hand began to tremble wildly.

"Give me the Golden Ball!" Handel sensed something unusual, and he lunged at Mo Liang. Mo Liang was taken aback, but did not hand the golden ball to Handel, but quickly threw it into the hand of the bun and said, "Run, take it and run!"

After saying that, he turned around and swung a knife at Handel who pounced, forcing Handel away. Baozi took the ball but didn't move his footsteps. "Let's give him the ball. She said. For some reason, she just didn't like the golden ball, and Handel had just saved the lives of both of them, so from him, the golden ball was not an auspicious thing.

"Don't you listen to me!" Mo Liang yelled at Baozi. Baozi was frightened by his vicious appearance, and finally took a step and ran towards the forest. Mo Liang breathed a sigh of relief when he heard the footsteps, and Handel was momentarily forced to step aside by him. In addition to being able to summon the strange red ball, this person himself has no martial arts at all, and he is also in a hurry for a while.

Mo Liang didn't intend to give him time to breathe, afraid that he would use some strange ability. He pressed forward and saw Handel reach out and be about to make a move.

Suddenly, Handel stopped, and at the same time, Mo Liang heard a plop behind him. This sound was very soft, if it weren't for the silence around him, I'm afraid Mo Liang wouldn't have cared for a while. He saw Handel's eyes wide open and he looked behind him, as if he had seen something terrible.

Suddenly, Mo Liang felt that a hole had been pierced in his heart, and the wind was pouring in. He turned his head and saw the xylophone and the silk robe falling to the ground.

He opened his mouth and made two strange noises, but he couldn't speak, and a liquid that hadn't appeared on his face in a long time trickled down his cheek.

He saw Baozi's body lying next to the xylophone and silk clothes, and a fat man with a mask was standing in front of his body, holding a golden ball in one hand and a white and tender head in the other.

"Oops, I accidentally made it too big. ”

Mo Liang looked at the head, and the head was also looking at him, with a dazed look of fear.

"Hey, hey, don't..." Mo Liang took a few steps forward, and found that he couldn't move his feet, and then his mouth couldn't make a sound.

As if after an eternal silence, a heart-rending roar erupted like a beast.

Mo Liang rushed towards the god like crazy. Every slash was accompanied by a roar. What golden balls, what northerners have been left behind by him, at this moment, he just wants to break the fat man in front of him into pieces. He didn't know who this fat man was, where he came from, he just wanted to know why he killed Baozi.

"Why!" Merion shouted incoherently.

And Shen Tu just stepped back with light steps, and easily coped with Mo Liang's constant wielding black knife. The man in front of him was like a mad beast, his eyes were red, and his mouth was constantly roaring.

"Tut-tut, poor little one. Shen Tu said playfully. "Forget it, I'll give it back to you. ”

He threw the bun's head at Mo Liang. Mo Liang looked at Baozi, his watery eyes were in the air, and he seemed to be looking at him. He ran over and stretched out his hand pitifully, but just as he was about to catch it, he saw Shen Tu wave his hand in the air, Baozi's eyes, her hair, and her thin lips were torn to pieces in front of Mo Liang, and a burst of blood mist burst into the air.

Scraps of flesh fluttered down, landed on Mo Liang's hands, and flowed down between his fingers. Mo Liang looked at the crumbs between his hands and opened his mouth. He fell to his knees, as if he was about to vomit, but only a hoarse sound came out of his throat. This voice only felt that the bones were crispy in the ears of the gods.

"Ahh At this moment, a red shadow had crept around the feet of the god. Seeing that the red shadow was about to leap up. Shen Tu suddenly tapped his toes and took a few steps back to dodge. Handel missed, not giving Shen Tu a chance to breathe. He was in the air, flying towards the gods, and at the same time red shadows overflowed from all around him.

Shen Tu didn't give him a chance to get close, only to see him slash his hands against the void, and the shadows in the shape of two arms appeared out of thin air, wrapped around the red shadow, and shook it hard. Handel was thrown to the ground, a trace of blood flowing from the corner of his mouth.

Mo Liang on the side knelt on the ground, his mind was chaotic, and he looked at his hands blankly, as if he didn't know what was going on. Not far from him, Handel stood in the air, and an overwhelming red 'cage' appeared beside him, and then shot quickly towards the gods, but most of them were blocked by the pair of black giant hands.

What the two of them didn't notice in the fierce fight was that something even darker had descended under the originally dark night sky.

A void black shadow overflowed from the black knife on Mo Liang's waist, and then enveloped Mo Liang entirely. Slowly, the hoarse sound turned into a strange laugh, one after the other. This laughter was so touching that Handel, who heard the laughter, only felt that his heart was about to burst out with the laughter.

"Huh?" the god fell to the ground and turned his head to look at Mo Liang. Somehow, it was pitch black, and the darkness that was thicker than the night completely overwhelmed the boy.

"What is this?". Shen Tu also stopped, and both of them were attracted by the wriggling black shadow for a moment.

In a moment, the dark shadow dispersed, and the boy still knelt in place with his head bowed. But his skin turned a sickly pale. The sound of bones twisting rang out from him.

Finally, he slowly stood up, opened his eyes towards the gods, and then cracked his mouth as if he were smiling, revealing a mouth full of beastly fangs. Shen Tu saw that Mo Liang's eyes turned into two straight slits like night cats, revealing a cold yellow light.

Then the pale 'Mo Liang' disappeared. Shen Tu was stunned for a moment, and was about to retreat, when a shrill laugh sounded in his ears, and the world in front of him suddenly turned upside down. He saw the world roll a few times before him, and he saw his bulging body standing there on crutches, and there was no head on it.

The god's head fell to the ground. But he didn't die. He was still conscious. He saw his round body take a few steps backwards, and his hands touched his neck, as if to make sure his head was no longer there.

He heard the laughter not stopping, but rising higher and higher. In the terrible night wind, the sword light turned into raindrops, and one after another fell on the swollen body of the god. Shendi's body lost his brain, and his steps staggered and staggered. Handel was stunned by the change in front of him, he couldn't see Mo Liang's figure, only the palms, arms, calves, and thighs of the gods. The same flew into the sky again. In the end, only a round torso remained.

The night breeze has not stopped.

Handel didn't know how many knives Mo Liang had wielded, and Shen Di's body had already become a puddle of flesh.

The strange laughter calmed down, and after a long time, I saw Mo Liang's figure suddenly appear in the clearing, and then he fainted on the ground. Seeing all this, Handel came back to his senses and ran over. The boy had returned to normal, and the golden ball fell beside him, and countless light chips were drilling into Mo Liang's hand.

Handel still didn't understand what had just happened, and saw that Mo Liang seemed to have suddenly changed into a different person. But he knew it had nothing to do with the Golden Orb, the Source Device. If you are eroded by the source device and become a monster, it is impossible to recover on your own. The only possibility is that the boy himself has monsters.

The black knife in the young man's hand had lost its brilliance at the moment, and Handel picked it up and stared at it, unable to see anything unusual. He put down the black knife and looked at the unconscious teenager carefully. He looks like an ordinary young man.

On the ground not far away, the pool of flesh and blood, hands and feet that had been cut off by Mo Liang did not die. They still show vitality, wriggling and slowly coming together to reassemble a human form.

Handel turned his head when he heard the movement, which he expected. No matter who the boy was, it was impossible to kill this monster with just a few knives.

But in a moment, the god appeared intact again.

"What a surprise. Handel, I should really thank you. If it weren't for you, how would I have had the opportunity to see this magical scene? Shen Tu said excitedly, not looking angry because he was chopped into meat by Mo Liang, but extremely excited. He picked up the bowler hat that had fallen to the ground, patted the dust on it, and put it back on his head.

Handel protected both Mo Liang and the Golden Ball behind him. He raised his hand, and a wall of red liquid was expanding, separating them from the gods. "Alright, that's the end of the game. Leave the source device and that magical child to me. As for you, for the sake of all the surprises you've brought me, I won't embarrass you. Shen Tu said as he approached Handel step by step.

It seems that this is a desperate situation. Handel thought. Although there was an unexpected change in the middle, the result was still helpless against this monster. The red-haired man stood up, only to see his hands stretched out, and two red, rounded balls that were thicker than ever, appeared from his palms. At the same time, red fluid was oozing from his body, making him look like a bloody man.

"Oh, it looks like you're dying," said the god.

Just as Handel made up his mind to sacrifice himself to save the source device and the boy, a thunderous sound sounded in the sky.

A bright light dispelled the night. A huge ring protruded from the 10,000-meter-high clouds. The ring is embedded in this round, and there are three rounds that rotate continuously, and in the center of it is a sphere like the sun.

"It's finally here. Handel looked at the "sun" in the sky and breathed a sigh of relief.

The light from the orb turned night into day at the moment. A pillar of light tens of meters in diameter was projected from the sphere between Handel and Shendi. In the passage formed by the pillar of light, several figures were rapidly falling.

"It's lively, it's lively, I can't hold anything. The doll on the cane exclaimed with joy.

The first to land on the ground from the pillar of light was a young body. About half the height of an adult, the man raised his head, his eyes all black and white, all staring at Shen Di at this moment.

"Yo, Phoenix. I haven't seen you for a while, and I've grown up a lot. Shen Tu looked at the little boy in front of him and quipped. The little boy did not speak, and the serious expression on his face did not match the immature face.

Behind the little boy, a pair of hands holding fans stretched out from the path of light, and a beautiful woman in a purple brocade robe danced a folding fan and walked out slowly. "Ah, Xiaobai is not cute at all, and he doesn't wait for me. The beautiful woman's voice was too squeamish and a little contrived. Her plump boobs pressed against the boy's head, and the boy twitched his eyebrows, trying to maintain a serious expression.

"Alright, alright. Don't mess around, Purple Moon. Don't let the guests see the jokes. A low, hoarse voice said. The third person who walked out of the path of light was a stiff old man, and from his low back he could see the heaviness of the years, if people could grow old forever without dying, I am afraid that this is what he looks like, his skin seems to have completely lost its moisture and wrinkled into the appearance of tree bark, and when the wind blows, he is afraid that it will dissipate.

The beautiful woman called Purple Moon listened to the old man's words, glanced at the gods, straightened up and joined the old man and the boy, and the three of them surrounded the gods in the center in a semicircle.

Behind the three of them, the last to land were the two Li Ke, who had been by Handel's side before. As soon as they landed, they ran towards Handel.

"Sir, we're late, are you alright? ”

"I'm fine. Handel waved his hand. He saw that as soon as the three of them landed, they were saved until today, and turned his attention to Mo Liang, who was already unconscious.

Surrounded by three people, the gods didn't look uneasy, "I'm so honored to be able to work for three of the five séances to be there in person. A pair of his iron balls spun around the three of them, "But I've had enough fun today, I'll accompany you next time." ”

As soon as the words fell, I saw that Shen Di's body gradually blurred, became transparent, and then dissipated into nothingness. The boy with black and white eyes was about to step forward when he saw this, but he was grabbed by the old man, who looked at the boy and shook his head.

At the same time, a low cry came from behind the three of them. Handel hugged Mo Liang, half of his arm caught in the light of the golden ball.