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Chapter 465: The Long Road (4k+)

Donkey asked other people and Liu Yonglu might be a little worried, because Donkey was a god after all, not an ordinary person. Even Liu Yonglu could feel that the syllables of his language seemed to contain some kind of convincing strange magic.

Otherwise, how could the donkey have been able to make these islanders hate each other and kill each other with just a few words on Xiamu Island?

But Mr. Shani is a member of the God's family after all, so his resistance is at least a little bit stronger in this regard. Moreover, Mr. Shani has been with me for quite a while since I was born, so I can be considered to have been enlightened.

"Ah, my master is really capable."

Mr. Shani glanced at Liu Yonglu, who glared at the donkey and stuck out his cheeks, meaning that he wanted him to see what it was like.

"He knows astronomy and geography, knows 500 years in the past and 500 years in the future, knows yin and yang, knows the Eight Diagrams, knows Qi Men and Dun Jia, is talented and ambitious, and can make decisions like a god..."

The fat man was blowing beside him, and Liu Yonglu stood aside with his chest puffed out and his neck stiffened, still talking:
"This is the civil one, and there are also the martial ones!"

"Speaking of martial arts! My master has practiced swords, spears, halberds, axes, hooks, forks, whips, maces, hammers, boring sticks, smelting sticks, crutches, and meteors. He also practiced those with hooks, points, blades, thorns, Emei needles, and chains.

He has boxed and kicked before! We, the master and the disciple, are also new to your precious place.

If you have money, you can support it with money, and if you don’t have money, you can support it with…”

One of them was shouting, and the other was holding it, "How is it!" and "So what!", and the chattering never stopped. Before they could finish their conversation, the ground felt a violent tremor, and the most important stone door in the temple slowly opened.

It wasn’t because Ruierkos Uwe at the door could understand the performance and really wanted to show his support, but the donkey standing opposite couldn’t stand it anymore.

The donkey head mask on his face is different from ordinary head masks. It is very vivid and flexible. When his expression changes, the donkey's face also responds.

At this moment, even the flesh on the donkey head cover's face was twitching. What the hell was he saying?

According to its usual temperament and habits, the donkey actually likes to listen to people talk and likes to communicate with others. The donkey itself has a famous saying.

“Language is the ladder by which all living things descend into chaos.”

In his view, language is a hotbed of confusion. As long as living beings communicate, misunderstandings and discrimination will arise. The more you communicate, the more opportunities you will have.

In his eyes, the pollution and cruelty directly inflicted on living beings is a disgraceful behavior, which is also the biggest difference between him and other gods.

But he really couldn't bear to listen to the two people in front of him, and he felt annoyed unconsciously.

I can't get a word in at all!

Just forget about it, kid. I'll just attack and rescue them. Let's get to the point.

Donkey knew exactly what Liu Yonglu's purpose was in coming to the Cursed Island. When he saw that Liu Yonglu had specially arranged for Mr. Shani to control Lin Brown, he felt even more confident.

Don't you want to save people? I won't let you do it! In the end, you still have to come and beg me.

At this time, Lin Brown was still trapped in the asphalt slime by Mr. Shani. He already had a wound on his forehead, and now his blood was tense and his eyes were red. He didn't look like a human, but more like a demon crawling out of hell.

The Blood Prince was also very cunning. He didn't know whether he could break free from Mr. Shani's restraints, because he didn't want to try. Both Barlov and the old king were stumbling blocks on his way to depriving the gods of their power. Now these two people were suppressed by the power of the opposite god, which was exactly what he wanted.

It would be best if the god could eliminate them both for him, and then find a chance to escape. That would be the smart thing to do.

So he pretended to be very tired and reckless, trying to make others present let down their guard.

After the stone door opened, a rustling whisper gradually entered the temple hall, which seemed to be mixed with the wails and groans of countless creatures before their death. They were men and women, old and young, and the only thing they had in common was that their tone was extremely painful, as if they had suffered some kind of cruel torture.

Barlov and the old king, who were previously pinned by the donkey, and the Blood Prince, who was suppressed by Mr. Shani, all appeared inexplicably in the stone gate at this time.

Their souls were all connected to the soul of Rielkos Uwe at some point in the past, and this was the end of their journey.

“Great Relkos Uwe, I finally see you again, but I am too old and too tired.

I sold my soul so that my people could gain eternal life for tens of millions of years. Now it is time to put an end to everything."

The old king's hoarse voice rang out. His soul had been imprisoned behind the stone gate, struggling for reincarnation in the bloody nightmare of Rielkos Uwe. The body outside was just a shell, retaining only some simple instincts. He had been waiting for this day for a long time.

He couldn't bear it any longer and just wanted to be free.

“Blood Mad God of the Void, I have brought you fresh sacrifices, including some from the gods’ followers and other gods. Your power will be restored soon, and the bloody apocalypse will come.

The secrets of the Lost Sea will no longer be your shackles. Kill! Suck! I only desire to be a part of your flesh and blood forever."

Barlov stopped pretending. In fact, in the turmoil several years ago, he sacrificed the least and gained the most. Not only was he able to control Uwe's relatives in the outside world, but he also retained his intact soul.

So at this moment he was not afraid at all. Facing the huge and deformed monster in front of him, he took a step forward with bloodshot eyes.

“Dear Ruierkos Uwe, I have completed the task you assigned to me perfectly.

Through this body, you should be able to see the miserable conditions of those weak and cowardly souls before their death. Their cries for mercy and confessions are the most beautiful sounds of nature.

Let me become one with you, looking straight at the lost ancient tablets, and devouring everything I see."

After the Blood Prince finished speaking, the ground began to shake violently again, and a foul smell of blood wafted through the air, as if it was a response from Rielcos Uwe.

When the three of them opened their eyes again, they were already in a dream.

Under the blood-red sky was an old and dilapidated village. The road beneath their feet was muddy and dirty, and there were dilapidated houses all around. It looked like no one had lived there for a long time, but as they stood there they heard intermittent groans coming from inside the house, and it seemed that there was a seriously ill patient lying inside.

In front of the three people was a tall windmill. The main body of the mill was grayish white, and the broken windmill blades were still turning slowly. There were more than a dozen bloody corpses hanging on the windmill blades. Among these bodies were humans, as well as some other strange creatures.

They seemed to be not completely dead yet, wailing and twisting in vain.

"You are about to embark on a long journey, which will be the last journey to the other side of the origin.

Tomorrow morning, you will replace the eyes of the Blood Mad God to identify the stone slab that was once right in front of you.

There is only one god, and the losers will forever worship his achievements in his resting place of meditation."

The speaking creature slowly walked out of the windmill. He looked up at the body hanging on the windmill, as if explaining the fate of the loser.

And his meaning did not seem to be conveyed through sound. The few words just now appeared abruptly in the minds of the three people. The man was wearing a dirty dark brown linen blanket, revealing only the lower half of his face and bare ankles and wrists. His skin was bluish-white, and his cracked mouth was full of fangs. He did not look human.

The three candidates in front of the windmill were teleported to the high slope of a distant forest before they could say a word, where they could only vaguely see the top of the windmill.

At the same time, in the temple of the real world, the moment the stone door opened, Millie Tang pressed Liu Yonglu on the back of the neck and pressed him to the ground.

Liu Yonglu, who fell down, hooked Kou Gang down again with his toes.

The investigator's subconscious instinctive reaction saved Kogan. Although he had seen how to deal with gods in the investigator's manual before, Kogan was still a little panicked when he was in danger for the first time at the critical moment.

Before Liu Yonglu hooked him down, Kou Gang was still in a daze and was about to look at the stone gate.

He finally reacted after falling to the ground. He quickly took out a handkerchief from his pocket to plug his ears, and at the same time held up his coat and wrapped it tightly around his head.

Even so, the sickening wails still penetrated the physical barrier and entered Kogan's mind.

In the bloody illusion, he seemed to see innocent victims being humiliated and tortured in despair, dying in misery after their last drop of blood was drained.

Each face left a deep mark on Kougan's heart.

He clenched his fists, forcing himself to stay rational and not go crazy. Fortunately, Liu Yonglu had given him the pair of ancient relic gloves before, so Kou Gang had some experience in dealing with such situations.

He tried his best to divert his attention to small things that had nothing to do with the special event, thinking about his childhood, his sister who was still waiting for him in New Newland, and the happy and absurd time he had spent with the people in Shi Wei Tian.

Perhaps because the three candidates had entered the dreamland, the gods' whispers weakened and Kougan gradually stabilized.

But he still didn't dare to move and continued to wait in his coat like an ostrich.

"Mi Li'er, what should we do now? It seems that the unlucky donkey let the mass start early.

Birds fly high with phoenixes, and people are virtuous and have high moral character when they are with good people. This is a good friend..."

The first half of the sentence was asked by Liu Yonglu, who was curled up on the ground, to Millie Tang beside him, and the second half was the words he whispered quietly in order to concentrate.

"I don't know, let's just... hide for a while."

Millie Tang said gritting her teeth. She was in a very bad condition now. Her nosebleed had flowed to her chin and she had no time to deal with it.

Although their original plan had included having Lin Brown face the gods directly and inducing the soul of the Blood Prince in his body to merge with the gods, the changes before them were too sudden and they were completely unprepared.

"Why don't you lie on the ground and relax for a while, and I'll come over and see. You've suffered so much, and the key to whether you can survive after getting wet in the quilt depends on this shiver."

Liu Yonglu was muttering to himself, and before Milly Tang could react, he stood up by himself.

Liu Yonglu stood up and took out a box of Yuzhou brand cigarettes from his pocket, lit one for himself and smoked it, then took another one and clamped it between his ears. This was prepared for Lin Bei, just like when the two of them secretly ran out to smoke when Lin Bei was bedridden in the hospital.

"Ricky..."

Millie Tang didn't expect Liu Yonglu to be so disobedient and walked away without holding anyone.

Liu Yonglu first picked up the chicken on the ground, and then took out the black stone from his pocket. Normal people cannot break into the dreamland of gods, no matter how capable the mystic is. The only way is to let the dreams overlap and take advantage of this brief gap to interfere with the activities inside.

But Liu Yonglu had no idea whether he could succeed or what to do after breaking in.

Let's take it one step at a time. It's my fault for having to go through this alone.

The donkey in the hall seemed calm and unhurried. He sat in his imaginary study, drinking red wine and watching everything in front of him.

Wow, boy, you are really not afraid of this. Seeing Liu Yonglu walking towards the gate without hesitation, the donkey also stood up.

He had to watch this excitement. He had come all the way here just for this. Donkey put down the wine glass and rubbed his hands.

He also walked towards the gate with Liu Yonglu. There was an extra person beside him. Liu Yonglu glared at the donkey with the side of his eyes, and the donkey smiled very brightly and kindly in response. He thought to himself, boy, I didn't catch you just now, let me see what you can do this time!
Behind the stone door, Liu Yonglu could vaguely see the true body of Relcos Uwe in the dim light of the hall.

Although it was just the tip of the iceberg under the firelight, its huge body and body structure that was difficult to understand with common sense still exceeded Liu Yonglu's imagination.

Lin Brown and the other three mortals who shared the power of the gods just stood in front of Uwe in a daze.

Liu Yonglu first lit the cigarette clipped to his ear and took a puff, then put it into his mouth under the quilt, muttering in his heart: Saint Lady, whether my brother can come back alive depends on this cigarette of yours, and then muttered:
"I thought the toad was ugly enough before I fucking thought it was ugly enough. You put the ugliness on a cart and pushed it even more ugly."

That was Liu Yonglu, who had seen and experienced everything, and was very skilled and courageous. Although he had already felt some physical discomfort, he still suppressed his nausea and clapped the black stone in his hand.

The blood-red sky overlapped with the blue sky on the deserted island, the black land and the vast ocean collided with each other, and Liu Yonglu felt a violent vibration coming from all around.

"Unlucky Toad, I usually give you delicious food, but you better not let me down at the critical moment!"

Liu Yonglu roared, and the toad in the confused dream gave a rare response. Now Liu Yonglu also had sharp eyes and golden pupils, so he naturally understood what the toad said:
"You're just causing me trouble! You're such a wicked thing!"

The next second, Liu Yonglu was standing on the hillside, but the surrounding scene was still a little unstable. The weeds and gymnosperms in his own backstage appeared abruptly in the scene from time to time.

Standing in front of him were the old king, Barov and Linbrand.

At the same time, the donkey also appeared in the dreamland, but he was in a different place. He was standing inside the windmill, which was a cellar without windows. There were several torches on the wall and all around were strange-shaped and bloodstained torture instruments.

"How disgraceful."

Donkey took out a black handkerchief from his suit pocket and covered his nose.

"Sir, this is a mass ceremony for Lord Uwe, the Void Blood Mad God. Please do not interfere, otherwise there will be one more sacrifice on the windmill..."

At first, the strange man wrapped in a blanket was responsible for leading the way out of the darkness.

"I'm just here to watch the fun. You have nothing to do here."

The donkey walked over and patted the weirdo on the shoulder. The weirdo trembled twice and then closed his mouth.

(End of this chapter)