The way of heaven is so big, the opening rewards a hundred years of internal strength

Just when the two major forces were being chased by Liu Lang's side and fled in a hurry, a cold voice sounded.

"That is?"

The mortician, who was carried away by four beast-shaped mutants, raised his head subconsciously, and looked at the three figures floating in mid-air, showing a look of surprise.

"The three of the Corpse Girls, you are finally here."

"If you don't come, you two will lose the face of our Silent Hill."

After the Soul Refining Witch snorted coldly, she pointed to the unstoppable figure who was killing all directions not far away.

"Send your subordinates to besiege him now, I don't believe he can always be so strong."

The soul-refining witch's words caused hesitation on the mortician's face, and the other member of the corpse girl group, the seven-passion witch, who saw the mortician's concerns, smiled charmingly.

"Don't worry! You won't fight alone, we will help you contain him by the side. Also, Your Excellency the Fog Demon King has sent two of his strongest men to come. Today, this sudden appearance must be taken away." Variables are suppressed."

"Okay, then let's do it together." After the mortician's expression froze, he took out a bell.

"The 'Spiritual Bell' of the mortician, it seems that you, a scourge-level trickster, are about to expose your trump card."

The Seven Emotions Witch's charming smile faded away. As a high-level staff in Silent Hill, she knew very well why the mortician was able to become the executor of the Silent Hill project. A large part of the reason was because of the mortician's background.

Before the era of blood rain, the corpse seamstress was a well-known member of the corpse clan. Although the Ma family of the corpse clan began to decline due to the changes of the times, in the era of blood rain, the inheritance of the corpse clan was reborn in the hands of the corpse tailor. Once he was reborn, and relying on his traditional craftsmanship, after struggling to survive in the age of blood rain, the mortician was transformed into a half-corpse and half-human existence, an existence between life and death.

Because of this, the corpse seamer was recognized by Silent Hill by virtue of his ability and changes, and was entrusted with important tasks.

Now with the assistance of the three Purgatory Witches, and with the fact that the strongest subordinate of the Mist Demon King will also make a move, the corpse seamstress must give it a go so that his secret craftsmanship can be displayed in the world again.

With the ringing of the summoning bell, there were terrifying mutants around, with a hint of confusion in their eyes.

Then, amidst the strange ringtone, he subconsciously gathered towards the mortician.

"The collapse of the six realms, the return of the dead, the solitude of heaven and earth, the death of immortals and gods, the return of mournful souls, the opening of the caves of the underworld, and the discovery of corpse kings."

As the mortician chanted clumsily and full of special rhythms, the strange variants gathered together, and then strange runes appeared on the surface of the strange variants.

These runes seem to be magnetic, firmly attracting the gathered mutants together, and then an invisible force forcibly merges all the mutants, each of which has a hideous and painful expression on its face .

They realized something was wrong, but it was too late to struggle, a dozen or more than 20 strange variants gathered together.

"Is this a combination?" It was the first time that the Purgatory Witch saw the method of the descendant of the exorcist clan, and she immediately showed a dignified expression.

"No, it should be said to be devouring fusion."

Following the words of the Witch of the Five Senses, the strange mutants that were forcibly entangled together were rubbed together like meatballs. Looking at the mutants that were forcibly fused together, even the strange, witch of the Five Senses Waiting for others also has a sense of nausea.

"Hi, hello."

Just as the mortician was rubbing the deformed monster with his hands, with a shout, more than a dozen strange monsters and pollutants crashed down in front of everyone.

"Are you planning to use big moves to deal with me? Do you want me to give you some time?"

Liu Lang stepped on the corpses of all the monsters and polluted bodies. Even in the face of the scourge-level monsters with threatening breaths, Liu Lang did not show the slightest fear.

"Variables are indeed variable. The number of all kinds of pollutants, strange mutants and strange monsters that died in your hands should already be in the thousands!"

There is some kind of wonderful power revealed in the words of the Seven Emotions Witch, which makes people feel good when they hear it, and want to tell Liu Lang their truest thoughts, but our brother Lang is not an ordinary person, he has already strengthened it. After his spirit felt the attack of the Seven Emotions Witch's power, he automatically activated his mental power for protection.

"Thousands? Then you underestimate me..." Liu Lang grinned. He glanced at his stats. He had already surpassed ten thousand years of internal strength. Who would have known that just now he finished a set of unique martial arts Beidou Fist? After that, how many monsters he played.

"It should be almost [-], but the mobs are already tired of fighting, and now I want to fight boss monsters like you."

Like an apex predator, Liu Lang made no secret of his murderous intentions. He looked at several destructive monsters like looking at fish on a chopping board, as if he was considering from which angle to strike.

"Humans, you are too crazy. This world has changed. We are the real masters of this world, and you will only be our two-legged animals in captivity."

The Witch of the Five Senses screamed and shot suddenly, directly depriving Liu Lang of his five senses. Liu Lang, who was hit by the Witch of the Five Senses' sneak attack, stood there like a puppet.

"The force field of the seven emotions, one thought of lust traps people's hearts."

When the Witch of Five Senses made a sneak attack, the Witch of Seven Emotions, who was still amiable just now, also made a move, which directly aroused Liu Lang's seven emotions and six desires, causing illusions to appear in Liu Lang's mind, and Liu Lang couldn't help but fall into the in.

In this fantasy world, Liu Lang enjoys the services of beauties who overwhelm the country and the city, and can also be the supreme emperor who controls the lives of hundreds of millions of people, indulging in the beauty of friendship in the world. . .All kinds of lusts drag Liu Lang into the bottomless quagmire.

"That's it? This variable doesn't seem to be very powerful! It doesn't seem to be very good at fighting?"

Looking at Liu Lang's appearance of being dazed, fascinated and constantly laughing, the seductive red lips of the Witch of Seven Emotions outlined a trace of disdain.

"It's better to be steady, after all, the attack he just exploded has reached the level of the Fog Demon King."

Although the soul-refining witch didn't make a move, she looked at Liu Lang with a serious and vigilant expression.

"Let His Excellency the Fog Demon King's Shadow Demon Butterfly and Rot Fungus attack together, no matter whether he has some hidden means or not, under absolute power, he will die."

After the Soul Refining Witch finished speaking, an inconspicuous fluctuation came from a dark corner, as if responding to his words.

"Then my distortion fusion body, the 'Grave Digger' which is equivalent to five mutations and mutations, makes the first move. I want to wash away my shame."

At this time, the fusion variant of the corpse seammaker was born.