Evil god self-cultivation

In the city where the wind and sand were whistling, Ye Li put on his top hat and stood up slowly, the yellow marks on his hands quickly dissipated.

He glanced at Wan Snake and Enoch, "Did you hear anything?"

Wan Snake and Enoch shook their heads, and Ye Li nodded slightly. It seems that he was the only one who heard the voice of the evil god.

Ye Li's amber eyes narrowed slightly, revealing a gentle smile, pointing to the abandoned opera house, "Let's go, go there, and enjoy a divine opera."

After finishing speaking, Ye Li turned and walked towards the opera house, Wan Snake and Enoch quickly followed.

"Opera?" Enoch squeezed his chin and looked curiously at the dusty abandoned opera house in front of him. After he walked in, the chairs inside were messy and dust was everywhere.

Ye Li stepped on the dust on the ground, and managed to find a better-looking chair in the auditorium.

Enoch took out disinfectant from his pocket and sprayed it on the chair, then took out a towel and quickly wiped the surface clean, begging for praise, "Brother Ye Li, sit down."

Ye Li laughed out loud, rubbed Enoch's head, sat down on the seat, crossed his legs, and looked at the opera stage under the red curtain.

Enoch also wiped his seat. As for Wan Snake, he didn't care about the dust at all. After sitting next to Ye Li, he was still vigilant all around.

The inside of the opera house was much quieter than the outside, but the whistling wind from the gap could still be heard until the time came to twelve o'clock in Carcosa City, and the bell tower in the center of the city rang slowly, and the sound even reached Inside the opera house.

Ye Li sighed that the quality of the clock tower was really good, and the whirring in their ears slowly dissipated, and then they heard some footsteps, which made Wan She a little nervous, and wanted to get up to be vigilant, but was gently pressed by Ye Li Live shoulder.

"It's okay." Ye Li's voice was gentle, and he patted Wan She's shoulder to soothe his nervousness, before the latter sat down again, his golden vertical pupil calmed down a little.

The moment the bell stopped, the red curtain in front of the three of them was slowly opened? The sound of chain gears turning was non-stop, and the lights inside the curtain were also instantly lit.

Under warm lighting, the background of the stage is a small village with thatched wooden houses in the forest.

Ye Lihe Wan She and the others felt a flicker in front of their eyes, and a series of figures suddenly appeared on the stage. They seemed to be real people, vividly showing a peaceful village. They were built by the water, and their days were ordinary. .

Until one day, the army broke into it, and they gathered the civilians in the village together, preparing to continue the search. The silent mouth opened and closed, and Ye Li felt that there were countless voices coming into his mind. Accompanied by furious music.

The villagers were not reconciled to having their food taken away. Suddenly, the music stopped abruptly, and a young man came out with a spear in his hand, wanting to fight the enemy to the death.

The music sounded again, and the young man kept killing soldiers one by one, the spear in his hand was covered with blood, until a soldier pointed the fire at him,

The sound of "pounding" resounded in Ye Li's ears, the young man's chest was bleeding, and then there were successive gunshots until the young man fell to the ground and lost his life.

The villagers lost their support for resistance, and the soldiers burned, killed and looted, and the whole village fell into dead silence.

The young man's family helped him collect his body, but his father and mother couldn't believe that their child died so suddenly. They wept, hated, and were unwilling.

So they remembered an ancient legend. It is said that in Lake Harry next to the village, there lived a great god. As long as they got His help, the dead would be resurrected.

So one night, the young man was carried to the lake by the people in the village. They brought a lot of tribute, prayed, knelt down and sang by the lake for a whole night. The entire right arm of the young man was thrown into the lake.

The bloody and cruel ceremony continued until dawn, when Lake Harry made waves, and a huge golden tentacle slowly rose from the bottom of the lake.

"tick..."

The lake dripped from the stage. At this moment, it seemed that it was not a stage, but a real lake.

The lake was squeezed away, and the three of Ye Li came to the world of the opera at this moment. The surrounding singing sounded one after another, like spiritual pollution, praising the appearance of the gods.

A figure... or an indescribable figure slowly appeared on the lake. He was about 3 meters tall, wearing a withered yellow cloak, and a strange white mask on his face.

The arm protruding from the cuff of His left hand is black and strong, but the right side seems to have been burned by fire. Half of the clothes are black. There is no arm? There are only hideous tentacles wriggling.

There were no feet under His cloak, replaced by huge and powerful tentacles, which slowly walked up to the ground, reaching out and grabbing the dead young man.

The surrounding villagers cheered, they were still singing the praises of the great god, as if possessed by a demon.

The huge yellow figure brought the dead young man into the bottom of the lake, and the villagers returned to their homes full of expectations.

Sure enough, the next morning, the young man who was missing an arm came back. He was wearing a golden cloak, and he was still as helpful as before. Although he was missing an arm, he seemed to have got it The power of the gods is average, and they can hit a cow with one hand, or even pull down a weeping willow.

"Crack clap clap clap..."

The picture freezes on the young man's smile. The first scene is over, the red curtain is slowly drawn up, and the lights are also dimmed.

Enoch slowly broke away from the opera, raised his hand and rubbed the center of his brows, his lips were a little pale, and grabbed Ye Li's hand? He whispered, "Brother Ye, what is the name of this god? This opera is too evil. I was sweating a lot while watching it."

"The king in yellow clothes." Considering that Enoch was affected by that spiritual force, Ye Li did not break free from Enoch's hand. After all, the evil god's things are more or less spiritual pollution, and Enoch's godhead is broken. After that, it is normal to be affected.

Because of the interference of the opera, Wan Snake's vertical pupils narrowed into a line, and his nerves were tense. Only Ye Li was not affected because the Godhead and the King in Yellow were both evil gods.

Ye Licong was leaning on the chair behind him, staring at the stage, then suddenly got up and walked to the side of the stage, looking at the water stains on the ground, which merged with the dust.

"Is this real or fake... an illusion?" Enoch reached out and patted the stage, but it was just an ordinary wooden floor, even covered with a layer of dust.

Enoch patted the dust, only to hear Ye Li say, "It's true."

Ye Li suddenly smiled, then returned to his seat and sat down, took out ice-cold sweet milk from the space of the gods and handed it to Enoch and Wan Snake.

Wan She shook his head and refused, Ye Li opened the lid by himself and took a sip, licking his lips, looking forward to the start of the second act.

Soon, in less than 5 minutes, the second act of the opera began. The red curtain was gently opened, but the lights did not turn on, but flickered on and off.

As Enoch and the others focused their attention on the stage, the lights suddenly flickered at an extremely fast speed. The long sword pierced the soldier's chest, blood sprayed, and the smell of blood even spread to Ye Li and the others.

They seem to have come to the scene of the opera. The former young people are now wearing armor, killing one enemy after another.

This is the story after the first act. The young man led the villagers and united with other common people to launch a resistance against the empire. He has a stalwart body and holds a sword in one hand, as if a god descended from the earth. Bullets cannot kill him. The sword No blade could cut him, and he led victory after victory until he slew the last soldier on the field.

During the war, the young man fell in love. He met the princess of the neighboring country and got help from the neighboring country. Finally, he overthrew the decadent empire he was in and ascended to his throne.

Marrying, having children, and going on expeditions, he seemed to be a savior, attracting countless followers, and achieving success?

But ten years later, on the night of the full moon, when that young man just returned from his expedition, what greeted him was the dead palace.

Everyone is dead, the queen, the children, the servants, the subordinates...

He yelled in dismay, clutching his head and unable to accept this fact, until a pitch-black hand stretched out in front of him,

He slowly raised his head and saw a huge figure with a height of 3 meters. It was the king in yellow who had saved him, a legendary god.

Under His feet are thick golden tentacles? The eyes under the mask are looking at the former young man. The young man seems to have lost his soul. He raised his hand to grab His hand? A change occurred in his body.

On the young man's missing right arm, interlaced tentacles grew, his face contorted, and he rolled and howled on the ground until he lost his human form and turned into a monster.

And the king in yellow looked at him like this, died in front of him, and finally turned his head slowly, looking at Ye Li.

"Wow!" The red cloth closed instantly, and Enoch was taken aback. Holding his forehead, he felt a roar in his brain. The impact of the picture just now was too great.

Wan Snake's mood was not stable, and in the end, Ye Li gently reached out and patted the heads of the two of them, and the two escaped from the influence of the evil god's pollution.

Enoch looked at Ye Li and was about to speak, but the world turned into black and white, only Ye Li had color on his body.

Ye Li didn't seem surprised, he clapped his hands lightly, the applause was clear and crisp.

He showed a gentle smile, and said to behind the red curtain, "A great opera, Mr. King in Yellow."

The red curtain was slowly opened? A figure three meters high walked out from behind the curtain, and before arriving at the auditorium, he was the king in yellow in the opera.

It's just that it's different from the image in the opera, the yellow robe on his body is intact, there is nothing missing, he tilts his head slightly as if he is looking at Ye Li, and finally stretches out a tentacle to come to Ye Li,

"That idiot Hartawis didn't lie for the first time, you are a very talented hatchling of the evil god." The king in yellow's voice was hoarse and low, with a slight smile.

Ye Li blinked his eyes and got up gently, and shook hands with the tentacles, which felt a bit rough, "Mr. Hartawis and? You said? Me?"

The king in yellow nodded slightly, a little disgusted, "Of course, that guy always praises you at parties and asks us why you don't want to eat his seafood, tsk, you're so stupid, he still treats you like a native What about the evil gods?"

Ye Li recalled the fishy shark and seafood that Hartawis handed him in front of him, and nodded in agreement.

That thing really didn't suit him.

The king in yellow took out a yellowed book from his yellow robe, handed it to Ye Li and said, "Compared with appetite, I think you must be more interested in art."

"Of course." Ye Li lied, his face was not red and his heart was beating. He took the yellowed book and saw the distorted yellow seal on it.

Seeing that he accepted the script he had written, the king in yellow smiled with satisfaction, thinking that he could talk about it in front of Hartawis.

Ye Li opened the book, which was full of handwriting, a language he had never seen before, but under the strong learning ability of the god body, he quickly comprehended the fonts in it, and it was a story after story.

"It's just a small gift. It contains some operas I wrote. You can watch? Watch? I think it should help you increase your spiritual power and? Divine power." The king in yellow is very confident in the script he wrote himself, After all, all the evil gods who have seen it say yes, and the new evil god must think so too.