Chapter 151: Seven Sandmen

Just after the dog's body was completely petrified, the dead qi in the hidden ground of this void was rapidly spreading, much faster than the previous speed, almost exceeding the speed of light, and in the blink of an eye, it even covered all the places within the previous dogdan's field of vision.

The death gas was originally pitch black, but since the dog's body was completely petrified, the death gas gradually became gray, as if it was mixed with some impurities, and became more impure, it was hard to imagine that it was completely dead air, but I didn't know exactly what it was.

These gray substances are still spreading, faster and faster, far beyond the speed of light, and the entire void is covered by these gray materials, as if the ground is covered with a layer of shells, these mist-like substances, when their weight reaches a certain level, begins to precipitate, and gradually merge with the dry and cracked soil on the ground.

This situation is very similar to the two changes that appeared in the dog's body when he was unconscious in the lounge, but he neither felt the changes in his own body, nor could he see the changes in the void now.

After the dog's body was completely petrified, he lost consciousness, even if only Shi Nian remained, in some ways, from that moment on, the dogdan's own "existence" was no longer in this void and hidden, and what remained here was just an incomplete shell.

Therefore, it was precisely because of the incomplete body left here that even if the dead qi spread through the petrified body of the dog, it would not cause him any harm, and he would not feel any discomfort.

When the dog's nest in the void is petrified, his existence disappears from here, different from the armor man's sleep, even if the armor man is asleep, but his own existence is still there, and will not leave here, and the petrification of the dog's time is fundamentally different from the former.

Being able to have this difference, in essence, is also because Goudan himself is not officially called by the hour, but can do what the armored man can't do, and do what the armored man dreams of doing, even if the goudan doesn't know the truth, but it is because he doesn't know the truth that he can do it so far.

But the petrification of the dog's time was not his own doing, he didn't know what happened to him, the petrification of his own time was done by the owner of the voice, although he was terrified, but in a sense, the owner of the voice did this, but let the dog escape from the dead air, which is still a good thing.

At least for the time being, yes.

Those gray substances, penetrating into the surface, dry and cracked the earth, so that a layer of shell, this shell is like dry cement, but after a short time, this shell vaporizes again, what makes people feel amazing, this vaporized substance, did not evaporate, did not rise, but fell into the cracks of the ground, I don't know where to go.

The previous boundless dead air, spreading fast, dissipated faster, I am afraid that in an instant, those dead qi completely disappeared, as if it had never appeared, like a dream, and after waking up from the dream, everything in the void and hidden ground did not change at all.

"Click...."

The entire void was as silent as death, except for the chains that bound the armored man, and now the sound of metal clashing was heard again.

The armored man's body was trembling at the moment, I don't know if it was because of anger or horror, or some unknown reason that none of these reasons were, his whole body was shaking, so that the chains that bound him kept clicking.

As Goudan expected, the armored man did not fall into a deep sleep at all from beginning to end, and the boundless dead air was indeed deliberately released by the former, but what the purpose was, whether he wanted to kill Goudan, is unknown.

"......." The armored man was silent, he was bleeding from his seven orifices, blood dripping from his pale face, but it disappeared in mid-air, not dripping on the ground, his face became more and more gloomy, looking at the direction of the petrification of the dog's body, he kept staring, staring at it, and then suddenly looked up, looked at the blood-colored sky here, and laughed wildly.

"Hahahahahahaha......ha

"Why are you struggling for so long, and putting all your chips on such a half-dead imp, is it really good?" the armored man stopped laughing, as if he was talking to someone, as if he was talking to himself.

"Since he doesn't know his mission, what's wrong with letting him disappear here and become food for us....... Even if you can go back, even if you succeed, you don't die, and a crippled body, a crippled soul, what can you do? Do you think he is a 'shell'? Can he change his life against the sky? Ridiculous....... It's ridiculous. ”

"Do you think that after escaping with him, you will be able to escape from the palm of 'our'?...... What can't be done, this void is hidden, it's the embodiment of 'its' will, and it has come in..... Don't even think about cutting ties with here, never again. The armored man's eyes flashed with a crimson light, compared to when the dog was in front of him, they were simply two different people, and even the aura was completely different, which was unimaginable for the dog to do.

"Times have changed out there, and even if you can intervene, you'll be stopped by the rules, but ....... Watching the unwilling struggle of the dying is also the greatest preference of 'it'. ”

"It is precisely because you can't change anything, but you don't know anything about all this, and you have set a fate, a fate that can't be changed no matter what, the more you resist desperately, the more you want to change this fate, and when the final ushering is still the result that cannot be changed, the despair on your face is also the food for 'it'........ You should know all this. ”

"What about waiting for thousands of centuries, thousands of epochs of sleeplessness, torment? The fate of all the hourly summons cannot be changed, and the more you struggle, the more painful, the more cruel, the more ridiculous...... In the end everything will be lost, imprisoned, assimilated, changed, reduced to puppets, become nothing. The armored man muttered to himself, and subconsciously, he clenched his fists, as if he was remembering something.

"Do you think he's not tainted by death?....... It's so naΓ―ve, I don't know if it's too long a long time has passed, and you have forgotten my original means. The armored man's gaze swept over a fierce, his left thumb, it seemed that there was some silk thread entangled, I don't know where it was connected, he only gently provoked his thumb, not far from the dry ground, there were wisps of dead air.

A large amount of sand and gravel is rapidly forming, as if there are many pairs of invisible hands, using these gravel to shape something, just a moment of effort, in front of the armored man, there are seven more "sand people" created through these gravels and invisible hands.

These sandmen were half-kneeling in front of the armored man, their heads were calm, and their faces could not be seen clearly, but they were only half-squatting, all of them were five or six meters tall, quite burly, and if you looked closely, you could see that the armor they wore seemed to have many similarities with the armor on the armored man.

The sandmen are lifelike, their eyebrows glowing purple-black, their facial features and every detail of their bodies are rapidly prototyping, and the armored men seem to be using those dead qi to shape life.

This is simply incredible, it is simply against the laws of nature, using dead air, creating 'life', what kind of thing is this, indescribable, incredible, one of the several 'unspeakable' in prehistory, exchanging death for life, what kind of means is this?

This is not a simple puppet, these sandmen, it can be said that each of them has a sense of self, and even has memories of life, which is simply bringing people back to life, and shaping an immortal shell for them!

"Go, go to this world, bring back the 'shell', don't hurt him, as for the 'container' that is not even the hour of summoning, the 'fake', let you dispose of it...... Just remember, don't be noticed by the 'timing', or I won't be able to intervene. Then, the armored man waved his hand at the seven dead sandmen, and the silk thread on the thumb of his left hand broke in response to the sound and disappeared immediately.

The seven sandmen didn't make a sound, but the purple-black light at the center of their eyebrows seemed to be carved into their minds, like the finishing touch, which made them really come to life.

"Click. As soon as the armored man's voice fell, cracks appeared in the bodies of those sandmen, and soon they turned into flying ashes, and completely disappeared from this place.

"That little ghost's cultivation seems to be only the 'second realm' in the past....... And my seven sandmen, all of them are at least the 'Fourth Realm', and when they reach the current realm, their strength will be improved. ”

"Even if the 'shell' is with him now, with the current state of the 'shell', it can't help him, you can run the monk can't run the temple, in the end, you still have to return here, the evildoer will never escape from his burial place, and he will be here, atonement for his sins......"

"Until........ All the thoughts of time, return to the source. ”