Chapter 432: The Prophet's Prediction
82_82884 Nduli seemed to be full too, he stood there and raised his head a little, staring at Wushuang with a resentful look through the crowd, or rather, he had been looking at the kind Kui Charm on Wushuang's neck.
"Yao...... He didn......'t speak, but he still didn't know where this chilling sound came from in his body, and the movement made people shudder.
Wushuang pushed away the colorful butterfly and stood in place to look at Enduli.
"What the hell are you a monster?"
"Hmph...... Hum...... Hum ...... "Endu Li looked up to the sky and roared, every sound was earth-shattering, and a whirlwind blew in the old house, and suddenly the sand and stones flew away, and the evil atmosphere was heavy, like purgatory on earth."
"Do you know my grandfather?" Wushuang asked him.
"I'll wait for you...... Shine...... Public...... Do you remember the promise of the past? I'll wait for you...... I woke up...... But you're still asleep...... Hum...... Hmph...... "Nduli roared, he opened his mouth and pretended to force, and an invisible force suddenly burst out from his body, it was an infinite attraction, and the two Hezhe people who were closer to him were immediately sucked by that force.
"Kill him! he's the Demon King!" shouted Wushuang.
"Nduli...... Nduli ...... Almighty Nduli, forgive these two children who don't know the rules and bump into you. On the side, the old-fashioned Professor Bayara hadn't seen the true face of this guy, but knelt in front of him and prayed.
At a critical juncture, if Wushuang doesn't make a move, I'm afraid that these two Hezhe people will also die on the spot like the old man just now. He didn't dare to hesitate, and rushed forward with Lan Caidie.
Blue Butterfly swooped down to pull a rope from her cuff, and the two of them worked together to entangle the evil Nduli to death.
"Yao Gong...... I'm waiting for you! I'm waiting for you to come to me! H......mph, "Seeing that he has been controlled by Wushuang and Lan Caidie, but he still viciously released cruel words, which was said to Wu Gongyao, it was clear that he was waiting for Wushuang.
After saying this, the strange Nduli finally went limp, his eyes closed, and his head drooped. And in front of him, the old man who had been attacked by him just now had already lost his breath, and his brain was mixed with blood and flowed all over the ground, slimy, so could he still be saved!
"Enduli is going to curse our tribe! Enduli has killed someone!" Suddenly the shouts in the old mansion shook the sky, and all the Hezhe people could no longer suppress the horror in their hearts.
Wushuang calmed down for a while, and after making sure that Nduli really couldn't break free from Lan Caidie's rope, he took two more steps forward and looked at his face. His face was still so pale, but it was clear that the evil spirit had receded.
"Master, you'd better stay away from this guy. Blue Butterfly warned him.
Wushuang was a bold guy, and seeing that Enduli really had no room to resist, he reached out and patted his face. Under normal circumstances, even if the god had left Ahmafa's physical body, he now needed to wake him up as soon as possible, or it would not damage his yang energy.
At this moment, suddenly Ahmafa opened his eyes, and his eyes were full of horror and bloodshot. When he opened his eyes, he frightened Wushuang, who thought that the demon had woken up again, so he quickly jumped away and pulled the rope tighter.
"Don't move, I'll kill you with a knife again!" Wushuang threatened him with a dagger.
"Twins, don't be impulsive, don't be impulsive, put down the knife!" Professor Bayara rushed over and held down Mushuang.
"What do you think, Ahmafa, is your body okay?" Professor Bayara hurriedly picked up the weakened Ahmafa, who was also the Ezhen of the tribe.
He stared at his blood all over his body in a daze, and then looked down at his dead father, stammering, his mouth full of the sticky smell of his father's brain. He may have understood something.
"Ahh
"He's back, he's back, it's not Nduli who just got on me, he's warning us Hezhes, this is his land, he's the god here. He said weakly. Ahmafa's breath was very weak, like an old man in his last years.
"Who is he?"
"He's a prophet! He's the cardinal prophet who came here ninety years ago, and he's cursed us Hezhes to be his slaves forever! Now he's back, and none of us can stop him! Go, go! This will be hell, and our Nduli and Ushka will fall into an eternal sleep. "Among the Hezhes, Ahmahphat was the medium of communication with their gods, and in a sense their prophet. By saying this now, he was warning his people to stay away from here, and this place would become the world ruled by the demons.
He breathed heavily, his breathing was very short, he was about to die, he had just summoned that demon upper body, he had consumed all the yang energy, and what was even worse was that his waist was broken. Perhaps death was the best relief for Ahmafa now, because he didn't have to face the terrible demon or blame himself for killing his father with his own hands.
"Ninety years ago, the red-clothed prophet, was it the red-clothed god cult, was it Sha Wentian?" Wushuang asked him.
But his breath was about to run out, and his breathing became more and more laborious, and he had already gone in less qi and more qi coming out, and Ahmafa had communicated with the gods for half his life, and when he came, their gods not only did not protect the devout believers, but gave the demon to the Hezhes.
He ...... He is...... White...... White ......"
"Who is he? is it Bai Yanhu?" Wushuang asked in a loud voice.
Ahmafa died, his head drooped, and the last of the heat in his body dissipated. Although he only said a single white word, Wushuang could already roughly guess it. Bai must be a surname, plus this statement ninety years ago, then it must be Bai Yanhu!
"I'm a dead star, and I have to do things wherever I go. Wushuang sat on the ground and muttered to himself, he had done his best just now, if it wasn't for him and Lan Caidie's timely action, I was afraid that these devout believers would have given their lives to their Nduli one after another.
"Twins, I'm glad to have you, otherwise there would have been a big mess. How did you tell he wasn't being by Nduli just now?" asked Professor Bayara.
"Intuition, intuition tells me that he has boundless evil aura in him, and he is not a god at all! Professor, I'm afraid this matter has just begun, I'm afraid it won't be smooth for us to come to the Ussuri River this time, you better think about how to deal with the aftermath." Wushuang said