I have saved so many doomsday goddesses from all over the world

Lilith laughed playfully, "My brother, don't you play games?"

As this delicate figure approached, the alarm bells in Zhou Jie's sea of ​​consciousness rang wildly.

Danger!Danger!Danger!

You don’t know the opponent’s attack method, but it’s precisely because of the unknown that it’s particularly scary!

"Don't come over here!"

The roar that shook the sky was filled with fear.

On the mountain of meat, local pieces of meat began to squirm and bulge, gradually forming the outline of the facial features.

Countless distorted human faces emerged from the pieces of flesh. They were arranged and combined, and finally converged into a huge face.

That was Zhou Jie's face, but it was magnified countless times.

The huge face slowly opened its mouth and let out a sharp and piercing howl.

An invisible spiritual shock wave rose into the sky, directed at the seemingly insignificant Lilith.

The mental fluctuations are so concentrated that they affect the physical world.

Under the impact of this wave force, the air produced layers of ripples, just like a boulder dropped on the water, with the ripples spreading in all directions.

As the air vibrated, a cone tip formed in the mouth of the giant face.

The tip of this cone spread rapidly, forming a huge cone-shaped air wave that shot straight into the sky.

"Well!"

Maozhihua dodged to avoid the air wave.

The terrifying mental shock contained in it is no joke, even if it is stronger than she dares to resist.

However, Lilith, who was in the center of the cone, was smiling as if the breeze was blowing on her face.

"Mu Da Mu Da Mu Da! Is this the strength you have? You can't do it."

She easily floated down to the surface of the giant face, stretched out her white hands and pinched the tip of her nose playfully.

The ferocious expression on the giant face suddenly froze.

It was like being frozen, rapidly spreading the stiffness to the entire endless pitch-black sea of ​​flesh.

Even the countless tentacles stretching towards the sky and dancing arrogantly seemed to have been pressed on the pause button, and they all stopped motionless.

……

Zhou Jie was awakened by the dazzling light.

His hands were fixed behind the chair and could not move. It seemed that they were wearing silver bracelets.

"Zhou Jie, let's explain everything now. What happened to your head?"

The dark figure sitting behind the desk lamp asked coldly.

Zhou Jie was a little confused.

head? What head?

Where are you?

Its chaotic brain slowly began to work.

Yes, it sharked the couple, then disassembled them and stuffed them into the refrigerator.

But what about the head? Where is the head?

Zhou Jie's mind was spinning as he read the article and began to recall the dismantling process.

The scene also rippled, and the scene suddenly changed to his home.

That home is like a slaughterhouse.

The air around him was filled with a suffocating smell of blood.

"I can't let it go, I really can't help it." He looked at the head on the plate with a sad face.

It took a lot of effort to put my hands, feet, etc. in the refrigerator, and I used all the frozen, refrigerated and chilled items.

But what should we do with the two huge balls that take up the most space?

It looked closely at the two men and women, and felt something was wrong in its heart.

——Why is it like this? Didn't I tear these two things apart and swallow them as sacrifices to...

suddenly!

The eyes of the two heads suddenly opened wide, the eyeballs were completely dark, and four lines of blood and tears slowly flowed from the corners of the eyes.

They stared at Zhou Jie, opening and closing their bloody mouths, and their hoarse voices were full of resentment and anger, which made Zhou Jie feel terrified.

"It hurts, husband!"

"I'm asking you to pay with your life, Zhou Jie!"

As if driven by some evil force, the two heads suddenly jumped up from the plate and rushed towards Zhou Jie.

Their movements were extremely fast and they jumped directly into Zhou Jie's arms.

Its teeth become sharp and unnaturally sharp. The two heads bit into Zhou Jie's body, tearing off its flesh and blood piece by piece.

Their biting seemed to be endless, and every attack made Zhou Jie miserable.

Zhou Jie screamed hysterically, but his feet seemed to be filled with lead, and he couldn't move to escape at all.

His resistance was weak and his cry for help was swallowed up by the darkness...

……

The scene rippled again.

Zhou Jie, who was sweating profusely, was shocked to find himself on a busy street.

It looked around blankly.

Passersby in a hurry passed him by without glancing at him from the corner of their eyes.

Zhou Jie was startled.

Wait, that woman...

The memory pictures are overlapping and misaligned.

I vaguely remember that when the woman was chased by the six-legged beast with reverse joints and ran towards her, it pushed the six-legged beast down with its backhand and tore it into two pieces.

Then, under the woman's surprised gaze...

Treat her the same.

Therefore, Zhou Jie particularly remembered the woman's expression, which changed from joy at surviving the disaster to extreme fear and collapse in just two seconds.

This greatly satisfied the bad taste that sprouted after it became an apostle.

'No, isn't she dead? When did I-'

Just as he was lost in thought, a cold hand put his shoulder.

Immediately afterwards, a woman's faint voice came from behind, with a strange sadness:

"Zhou Jie, where did my head go?"

Zhou Jie's heart tightened and he looked back in horror.

I saw the woman's eyes rolled out of her sockets.

Bloody tears flowed out from the empty eyes and slid down the pale cheeks.

Her head drooped on her shoulders, her cervical vertebrae had been completely severed, and only a few strands of flesh were still barely connected. The sight was horrifying.

Although he was almost scared to piss, Zhou Jie still couldn't restrain his spirit of complaining:

"Shenjin! Your head is on your neck! I'm looking for a hair!"

The shoulder was put on again.

"Zhou Jie~~~Where is my head~~~~~"

Zhou Jie suddenly looked back and realized that he had been surrounded by a crowd of people before he knew it.

Everyone's head was hanging on the shoulders like the woman's, and the neck bones, blood vessels, and muscles were severed in pieces.

Their voices came and went, some were sad, some were angry, and some were just endless emptiness:

"Zhou Jie! Where did you do my head!"

"Zhou Jie..."

"Jie Zhou!"

These sounds intertwine to form a terrifying chorus.

The ghosts slowly approached it.

His fingers were like cold steel pliers, his skin was so pale that it was almost transparent, and his blood vessels stood out in the dim light.

The body that was so normal a moment ago was decaying at a speed visible to the naked eye, exuding the smell of death and decay, which was disgusting.

Zhou Jie's heartbeat was beating wildly in his chest, and his breathing was rapid and heavy.

He wanted to run away, but once again found in despair that his feet seemed to be stuck in a quagmire and he couldn't use any strength at all.

"No, that's not right! This is a dream, I'm dreaming!"

It screamed, trying to wake up from its dream.

Usually when nightmares evolve to the extreme, a person's protective mechanism will prompt him to wake up.

However, Zhou Jie didn't do it this time.

Finally, the woman stretched out her hand, and her fingertips gently touched Zhou Jie's cheek, which was cold and moist.

Zhou Jie felt a sharp pain, followed by a tearing feeling. The ghost's fingers were like sharp blades, easily cutting through its skin.

"Why! Why don't you wake up!"

Zhou Jie struggled hard and cried out in despair.

A trace of doubt arose in my heart:

Am I really in a dream?

More ghosts joined this cruel feast.

Their fingers, nails, and even teeth became weapons to tear Zhou Jie's body apart.

Along with Zhou Jie's screams, its flesh and blood were torn off piece by piece and distributed among the ghosts.

Zhou Jie's body was gradually torn apart, and his consciousness began to blur, but the painful feeling became clearer.

He felt that his life was passing away little by little...

……

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