Chapter 102: Madman Posture

The blood-colored raindrops that fell from the sky scattered and flew down in all directions, coldly slapping the faces of the corpse gods. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 info

The straw-like sloppy ends of the hair are slightly moistened in the blood raindrops, and from the edges, gradually diffuse a slight blood.

"I didn't expect it! I didn't expect it! The Grand Inquisitor Gu Feng is worthy of his name! I can see that I am different at a glance! Joy! Joy, ahhhh

His hands clasped his cheeks, and his sharp nails scratched at his skin as if they were about to tear flesh apart.

The blood oozing from the scratches stained the five fingers, and in response to the Grand Inquisitor's question, the Corpse God Cultist responded with a maniacian laugh.

The corpse god cultist, whose face was scratched by himself, and his hands covered his face, was inverted at the waist, and he bent backwards excitedly while maintaining an upward posture, and the arc of the bend was almost right-angled, like a twisted and open bow.

In the pale eyeballs, the blue corpse qi trembled because of the excitement of the muscles, and it was more surging to vent outward.

With the abnormal folding of the body, the blue corpse qi dragged a circular chain in mid-air.

In the muffled hoarse voice, the frenzy of excitement overflowed wildly.

"The remains of the god of the dead, one of the eyes that perceive all things. ”

"The Holy Sect Priest who bears the name of the right eye is myself, Tumul!"

Maintaining a twisted posture of tearing his face with his hands and his whole body on his back, the instrument secretary who was in the high position of the Corpse God Sect was different from the madness that overflowed his body, and he was introducing himself quite seriously word by word.

It's just that this serious explanation, after the introduction, was swept by madness again, and settled below madness.

"The Corpse God Sect's Instrument Division, although he looks like a madman, he's really a big man! I didn't expect this kind of guy to be able to hide in the crowd for so long. Just choose this time to take the initiative to come out, what do you want to do?"

Fia, who was sitting safely on the back of the rice, had a small black umbrella in her hand, and she blocked all the dripping blood rain.

A playful smile faintly emerged from the corner of Fia's mouth.

With a fierce wipe of his arm, Xie Ning wiped the blood that had overflowed on his face, and looked at the Corpse God Sect with extremely complicated eyes.

In the whole empire, it is well known that the Corpse God Cult, the biggest capital that dares to judge the court together, and even the entire empire, in addition to the sect leader behind the scenes, is the main body that exists as the mainstay, and is active in front of and behind the scenes.

According to what Xie Ning heard from his predecessors in the army, although the empire is still unable to grasp the number of corpse god sect weapons divisions, only one thing is certain.

That is to say, every weapon division has a terrifying strength in itself, no less than the strength of the high-level powerhouses of the empire!

It's just that what kind of means these weapons have has never been mentioned by the Empire.

Of course, this may also be due to the fact that the Corpse God Sect rarely appears in public, and the Empire does not have enough information about it.

However, now that he has truly seen the Corpse God Sect Weapon Division take action, Xie Ning has definitely understood the reason why the empire hides specific information in front of the people.

With a human body, using the power of the corpse soul is itself a time bomb that detonates the panic of the people!

Humanity is human because of the integrity of the race.

As the extinct group of the original samurai has previously questioned, when humans absorb corpse qi and condense the steam core in their bodies, will humans still be pure creatures in their original form?

Or are they other races in the guise of "humans"?

After the complete destruction of the original samurai three years ago, the discussion on this topic still exists, and from time to time it is brought up by some scholars for research.

And now, in front of Xie Ning and all the participants, the Corpse God Sect Weapon Division, which openly provoked the Crime Judgment Legion, used the corpse soul power that was unique to the Corpse Spirit Clan!

If this kind of full-load shock is revealed, no matter why the Instrument Division is able to use the power of the corpse, the people of the Empire will inevitably rekindle their panic thinking about the steam core because of the existence of this fuse!

And this situation will inevitably lead to the condensation and use of the steam core being blocked, and it will even affect the foundation of the empire's force!

In the end, the serious consequence is that the Terran Empire may not be able to resist the invasion of the corpses due to the lack of steam ability, and even perish!

Swallowing his saliva, Xie Ning's eyes drifted, and he looked slightly at his left hand, which was full of messy flesh and blood.

After passively accepting the transformation of the white night, with the guidance of the blood snake's venom, he was able to use this alienated body to manipulate and use the soul power of the corpse.

As for the Corpse God Cultist in front of him, who was laughing madly and tearing at his face, and his whole body was twisted and bent in a bow, the reason for his use of corpse soul power was really not something that Xie Ning could know at the moment.

The five fingers were deeply embedded in the flesh, and the face of the corpse artifact division, Tumule, had been completely torn to shreds by himself.

The sharp blood-stained nails also cracked upside down due to the tremendous force of the tearing, revealing a bloody piece of rotten flesh on the fingers.

"Corpse God, die!"

The golden-armored officer who was swept away by Tumul with a pillar of blood didn't know what means he used at this moment, and he had completely freed himself from the thick and sticky blood mist.

The golden long sword in his hand dispersed a large number of steam pipes from the hilt, firmly penetrated into the gap vacated by the golden heavy armor, and connected with the steam core in his body.

White steam surged like a whirlwind, and the gold-armored officer's thighs stomped on the deck, and he raised his sword in a leaping gesture to slash at the Corpse God Sect Division.

The sturdy deck inlaid with steel at the bottom, strong enough to bear the weight of such a behemoth as the Crystallized Lizard Dragon and the Imperial Knight, still shattered in the footsteps of the off-hand, turning into scattered pieces of ironwood.

Thousands of golden lights flickered in the steam as he swung his sword, like a beacon in the mist, aimed at the twisted body of Tumul.

"Ah!!h

The Corpse God Sect Division, who was facing the sky on his back, turned his face full of madness upside down, and was straight parallel to his shoulder, staring at the golden-armored officer who swung his sword at him.

"And you, you, you, you, unexpectedly, interrupted my happiness!

"The Grand Inquisitor only knows your identity because you have used the power of the corpse soul. Don't be too conceited!"

A blazing red glow, gleaming from the golden mask's pupils, was aimed at Tumule, whose face was torn.

The golden blade was driven by the forward body, turning into a golden meteor, aiming at the neck of the Corpse God Sect Division.