I made the myth template

After wiping the snakeskin bag casually, Su Heng found the remains of another great teacher in the pit.

This time I ran into a little trouble.

Gao Xiang's body almost disappeared out of thin air, leaving only a large lump of radioactive meat mixed with bones, viscera, and flesh in place. At this moment, there was still a burst of smell of burnt barbecue.

Su Heng frowned to hold back the impatience in his heart, and finally pulled out a fist-sized lump of charred black flesh from the ground.

They were also stuffed into the snakeskin bag beside him.

After finishing all this, Su Heng was in a good mood, and planned to go back and hand in the task to receive the reward while the corpse was still fresh.

But right now.

He suddenly raised his head, and found that there seemed to be something slightly wrong here.

===Chapter 186 Do you care about the threat of bugs? I occasionally do (please subscribe for the first update)===

Su Heng raised his head, Mu stopped in his tracks.

A thoughtful look appeared on his face.

In front of him, it was empty, the original secret room, only a few walls remained, and the rest of the structure had already disappeared in the aftermath of the previous battle.

But the strange thing is, Su Heng always felt that there should be something behind this wall.

"Yes!"

A flash of spiritual light flashed in front of Su Heng, and he suddenly realized something.

"Unsurprisingly, the non-existent room should be in the real world."

After figuring it out.

Su Heng took a deep breath and entered the fusion template state again.

The three talents are all added to the defense, and the advantages brought about are reflected.

Now, Su Heng's stamina is extremely long.

Template fusion states can be used consecutively for a long period of time.

Like a small pebble thrown into the calm lake, the scenery in front of him shimmered.

In this illusory wave of light.

Slowly, a portal actually appeared on the empty and damaged wall.

Su Heng stretched out his hand and pushed forward.

The wooden door was not locked, and it was easily pushed open.

Swish swish!

Three consecutive sounds of breaking through the air came from inside the room.

Three huge blood-red tentacles, in the shape of a Chinese character, attacked Su Heng's chest and abdomen at such a high speed that even Su Heng at this moment could only vaguely see afterimages.

puff!

The huge tentacles hit Su Heng's body, as if hitting an iron plate with blood-red tofu.

Su Heng's body remained motionless.

The three tentacles turned into broken plasma, and it was difficult to withstand the powerful shock force.

More tentacles will squirm and rush outward, like a devil who can't wait to escape from the abyss of flesh and blood, accompanied by the friction sound of minced meat growing, it will make your hair stand on end.

But Su Heng punched forward.

Chi!

The violent fist wind solidified into shape.

Light blue air currents, extremely sharp, whizzed towards, turned into air cones, and rushed into the room.

The dull and continuous explosion sounded like firecrackers.

a while.

In the room, it finally became quiet.

The viscous plasma turned into a small river and flowed under his feet.

Snapped!

Su Heng stepped into the room, and stepped in the pool of blood with his iron-soled safety shoes, splashing blood and ripples.

In the middle of the room, a circular altar with a diameter of several meters occupies a small half of the area.

Around the altar, countless dead bones piled on top of each other, there were hundreds of them, all of them were shrouded in shadows, and countless blood flowed from the dead bones and poured into the central altar.

Countless tentacles were formed in the altar.

Surrounded by seaweed-like tentacles, there is a golden flame burning blazingly, and a tall figure in it gradually condenses.

Sensing an outsider coming here, the person suddenly opened his eyes.

Swish!

Void electricity.

In the bright room, two straight flashes of lightning pierced from the eyes of the brilliant figure.

laugh!

The two rays of light were blocked by Su Heng raising his hand.

But at the same time, he also felt a tingling pain coming from his arm. Looking down, there were two dark red blood holes on his forearm, lined up neatly, and faint blue smoke was still emitting from them.

Su Heng waved his hand.

Under the powerful effect of the indestructible talent, countless blood threads were woven into a net, covering the wound, and healed at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Not bad!"

In the altar, the golden figure stood up.

Around his body, blossoming rays of light flowed, his body was covered with golden armor, and his face was full of brilliant divine power.

But in complete contrast to this bright and great image, it is surrounded by mountains of corpses and seas of blood, surrounded by countless dirty and rotten tentacles, like hell.

The contrast between life and death creates a huge impact.

for a while.

Su Heng felt faintly furious in his heart.

Obviously, the rituals that the cultists performed to collect slaves were because of this person... Moreover, considering the sudden attack on the willow tree by the cultists before, most of them were also instructed by this person.

A person of a foreign race, hypocritical and majestic, feeds on the flesh and blood of his own compatriots, exists like a ghoul and rotten insects, but he has to put on such a panicky appearance.

Although he came through time.

But the memories of the original owner of the body merged with each other, surrounded by the same kind of people.

It is impossible to say that he has no sense of belonging to Wangjing City.

just.

Su Heng's heart was burning with anger, but this emotion did not affect his rationality, instead his face became calmer and colder.

"Since you can come here, you should have already dealt with all the waste in the Chakram Church."

The figure on the altar raised its head slightly.

Jokingly said, "If you belong to the glory of my god, when the army of my god comes to the city and clears all obstacles, you will be the master of this land. At that time, all peoples on the earth will be your lambs."

His voice boomed in the closed room.

Piercing the eardrum.

But Su Heng didn't seem to hear it, and still walked forward on his own.

The complexion of the figure shrouded in light changed slightly, "I am the Evangelist Bishop Midalene, if you dare to take another step forward, you will definitely suffer the punishment of burning your body by the holy fire."

Su Heng continued to move forward.

Once again entering the fusion state of the three templates, a large shadow shrouded the altar.

Midalene's expression finally changed.

He said coldly: "Since you are obsessed with your obsession, then go..."

He didn't finish his sentence.

A big hand, tearing apart everything, with an irresistible force like a king, tightly strangled his throat.

lift.

Swipe down!

puff!

The entire altar shattered into pieces.

Like a bloody flower blooming on the other side, Midalen's half-energy, half-flesh body was squeezed and twisted under the impact of a huge force, and exploded.

Around the altar, countless scarlet seaweed-like tentacles struggled crazily.

But in the end.

Following Su Heng's body, a circle of pale golden particle ripples spread outward.

Under the fiery radiation, all the ghosts and ghosts disappeared.

"I remember you!"

The only half of Midalene's head was still opening, and his eyes were extremely cold.

"Would you care about the threat of a bug?"

Su Heng said lightly.

Without waiting for Midalene to continue, Su Heng stated self-consciously, "I sometimes do, but first, I need to be able to see that bug."

Midalene's expression suddenly twisted.

Such humiliation made him feel extremely angry, but there was nothing he could do about it.

Followed by.

Before Midalene could roar, a huge foot descended from the sky and stomped hard.

puff!

It looked like a rotten tomato was knocked to the ground, and blood and brains were splashed everywhere.

"everything is over."

Su Heng took a deep breath, opened his eyes, but froze for a moment.

In the room, countless blood-colored flowers are in full bloom, layer upon layer, coquettish and beautiful, like a black flame burning silently, a gray river meandering through the flowers.

In the sea of ​​flowers, hundreds of figures are like ghosts, dressed in shabby clothes, men, women, children, and even infants can be seen.

They turned around at the same time and looked in Su Heng's direction.

In the eyes, there is gratitude.

"Ah, you are the ones who died at the hands of the heretics." Su Heng was stunned for a moment before realizing it.

In this world, there is really no reincarnation.

What is the boundary between illusion and reality...

All these and many thoughts flooded into Su Heng's brain.But in the end, he just let out a long sigh, "Those wicked people have been executed. Rest in peace, you guys."

Among the ghostly crowd.

Someone was waving their hands, silently thanking her, and two tears slid down the woman's cheeks.

The sea of ​​flowers, the Styx, and the splotches of ghosts...turned into light spots and disappeared from Su Heng's eyes.

Some of the light spots, hazy, did not disappear, but fell into Su Heng's body, just for a moment, Su Heng's body's exhaustion caused by successive use of the template fusion state was like snow under the sun , disappeared quickly.

Instead, there is a cool feeling like being in a mountain stream in summer, which is extremely comfortable.

Open the template.