Abyssal Kingdom

Gui Ling stood quietly, the golden knife-like thing that had just been cleaned up around his body was slowly returning.

Now Wei An can see clearly that those are actually seven golden nails, they stand quietly around Guiling like a cage.

In front of them, the priests that Guiling had disintegrated just now were also growing back.

It was a disgusting scene, reminiscent of maggots in the gutter, their bodies buried deep in the filth, and their heads poking out when nourished.

Where they had just disappeared, granulation sprouted in the deep space, and these people began to reassemble.

Wei An saw those blood vessels, internal organs, and bones that were severely aged and decayed, grow back to the real world in an orderly manner from the deep space. The edges of these dirty fragments were glued with the flesh of some kind of creature, and they were made into thin strips like blood vessels. , reacted with the corrupted fragments of these people, and grew together.

There are some broken bones of other people in the regrowth body—probably magical artifacts—gemstones, broken stereos, wires, energy tubes, messy and greedy, these people have gone through countless repairs over the years.

The flesh and blood belonged to a certain "god", and they were parasitic on that power.

The whole scene is extremely disgusting, a large area of ​​​​the ground is completing this growth.

The granulation sprouted from the bony ground, and the eyes were full of rotten bones and minced flesh. In the deep space, the body of the god turned into countless flesh threads, melting into the limbs and skeletons of the powerful people of this dynasty.

It is still alive, it has been transformed into this, so the "divine power" will continue to work on the priests, keeping them alive.

The high priest was the first to grow back, and he had a lot of clothes and scepters. He still looked sick and shriveled, with a strange smile on his face, looking at Guiling as if nothing happened just now.

Then the man beckoned, and like a summoning toy, the anti-gravity car nailed to the carrion slid over.

"This is our god," said the old man, "our Highness Kali."

He touched the face of the corpse with an almost loving gesture—although it can be said that he is not dead, but Wei An thinks it is a corpse—and said: "He used to be a very handsome man, but now even if he has a magic lock, he is already dead. It's almost gone."

He turned his head to look at Guiling again, and said, "I am the 329th generation priest of the Shenshen Temple, Sujin, you can call me that."

He bowed politely and said, "Please get on the chariot, Your Highness Fuxi."

A car drives by.

It is dark white, made of temple-like reliefs, the design is simple and has a sense of terror, very imposing, it floats in the air, and everyone kneels to the ground.

It was an ancient nano-scale material, and it drove up to them and stopped, no one was in the car, and it was programmed.

Then the white substance melted slowly, like ghosts struggling under the bone-like white cloth, and finally turned into a huge throne.

Wei An knew this kind of "God Seat". The Shenhuang era would use this kind of car handed down from ancient civilizations. Their superpowers were almost nailed to it all their lives and rarely moved.

No one knows the specific situation and how it works. What Wei An sees now is this, the old system of Shenhuang.

The chair stands viciously opposite the "corpse", like a reflection.

The high priest named Kujin stroked the swollen carrion and said with pity: "We did a lot of things to him that made him painful, but he did it well."

In front of him, the nails slowly elongated and became sharper.

The seven faculties may be an element of the Kali system.At this moment it was metallic to the touch, more than four feet long, and looked terrifying.

"... Guiling?" Wei An whispered.

He held on to the arm of the person next to him, his voice was not like his own, it was cold, but his bones were very fragile, as if he would be hurt helplessly, there was no way to solve it, only fear.

Gui Ling turned to look at him.

"I'm fine," he said softly, with the usual consolation, "don't do anything, they've cracked the security lock of the contract, you can't get involved."

He twitched his hand, and Wei An grabbed his clothes.

Gui Ling smiled at him, his smile was very gentle, after the distance between those eyes and pupils, it was something very, very special, the words Wei An knew were indescribable, because they were all about power and destruction, he I just know it's extremely precious.

He was in such a mess that he finally found it in his life, the most important thing——

"It's going to be a bit painful then," Gui Ling said to him, "I know you don't like this, but... I'll end this and get you out."

He withdrew his hand again, this time Wei An missed it.

Wei An felt chills in his bones, the pain in his chest was very real, and his body trembled. It was a very disgusting feeling of fear. Since he was destroyed by the family that owned him when he was younger, he has never really felt it again. The fear of what ever happened.

It wasn't that he was afraid of something grotesque, it was a fear that went deep into his soul and could destroy him in ways that were unimaginably horrific.

This little warmth in his palm, the only thing... something of himself, like a part of his soul, put on the rack again—

He can't accept it, he can't even think about it!

Guiling must not be destroyed like this, he spared no expense, only this point——

Most of Wei An's attention was fixed on the screen of the Wutong. Guiling had already opened up all the permissions, and the direction and type of all upgrades were clearly written.

The deep domain system of the Sea of ​​Nothingness was in extreme agitation, the huge snake opened its eyes, so malicious, full of sharp things and bloody smell, this is his inner being.

He looked at the information and grasped it tightly, no matter what it turned out to be, he must become stronger!

At this moment, Wei An recalled the name of the high priest very clearly.

In history books, there will be some ancient TV dramas.He said that he was the 329th generation, and it was about this time that Shenhuang was destroyed.

Priests undergo some sort of transformation and live longer than normal humans—although many die from murder—but they are still human and mortal.

Wei An looked at them, he was very sure that these people lived from the age of the gods to the present.

The powerful in the Temple of God sought immortality at all costs, and they did.

From then to now for more than 1000 years, they lived in this world deep in space, through some kind of mysterious body modification, they have been alive.

It feels unreal all around.

The implantation of this "divine body" has a level, and there is a group of affected nobles behind it, who are slowly growing back at this time.

Many of them only grow finger-long granulation on the ground, and people next to them will step on them casually, and there are servants doing some basic protection.

Here the human body is dismantled to "absorb divine power", but even after it has become like this, there are still rules of firm power, as if this is what will never change.

Guiling stood in front of the "sacred seat" with his head down, as if he didn't want to sit on it.

Wei An always felt that this was a very fragile person, too gentle to endure so much darkness, but he was always there alone.

A few tall people wearing temple robes walked behind Guiling, looking like they were about to make a move. At this moment, the whole thing seemed very barbaric, primitive, and did not have the style of the core of the dynasty at all.

It is the compulsion of the most primitive human body, without any mysterious magic power.

Those people grabbed his arms, pressed his shoulders hard, and pressed him firmly onto the "sacred seat".

The contract that has existed in his body for thousands of years has become a chain of slavery without a bottom line, trapping him, he cannot move, he can only accept everything.

The high priest came over, and Wei An saw that the man took a breath, with an excited expression on his face.

"I've always loved the process," the high priest said.

At this time, two people walked behind Wei An, trying to pull him back.

Wei An broke away violently, but these people were obviously familiar with all resistance movements. As soon as he withdrew his hand, he felt something suddenly wrapped around his neck.

It appeared from the depths of space, there was no time to resist, Wutong jumped out of a frame, warning him that there was an extra illegal contract.

The whole fucking interface of this spaceship is full of warning boxes.

A huge electric shock hit Wei An, he knew the feeling of an electric shock, it was similar, but sharper.

He fell to the ground, tried hard to get up, his tongue was bitten, and his mouth smelled of blood.

The high priest turned to look at him, smiled and said, "Are you friends?"

Wei An stayed for a few seconds and said, "We are...university classmates."

He looked at the almost immortal monster, the core of the dynasty's power, and he acted as calmly as possible, he had always been good at lying.

"I just want to be by his side at this time," Wei An said, "I will persuade him... Do as you say, don't do this to him."

"It seems that the relationship is good. I always feel that there must be someone who can talk to our 'God', otherwise it will be very lonely." The high priest said.

"He is very nice," Wei An said, "We also want to survive in Hanniao, he has always listened to me—"

"I'm going to hold a god-binding ceremony, and he must bear it. Ordinary humans can't touch the gods." The high priest said, smiling at him again, "But you can help him after the end, he may not be able to walk."

Wei An struggled to get up, feeling that his heart was beating very hard, and it hurt every time.

He knows the customs of Shenhuang, and will arrange family members and friends around superpowers—but he has no lovers, and falling in love with people with god elements is blasphemy, although they have done the thing of letting superpowers breed.

Wei An knew that he would get a chance by saying this, he had to be by Gui Ling's side, and he couldn't be sent to a corner far away from the center of power.

He looked at Gui Ling who was pressed on the "sacred seat", and the other party turned to look at him.

The man said softly: "I hope you don't read it, but you always have to, don't you?"

Wei An couldn't speak, he stared at the picture, the holy golden light was reflected in his eyes.

A ceremonial officer shouted: "The god-binding ceremony has begun—"

Wei An once again heard the ceremonial cheers of all the people in the whole world. This is a completely crazy world, and they just fell into it.

The destroyed walls of the Guiling Mausoleum have not grown back. Like these priests, it can draw power from the depths of space, and perhaps it also incorporates the flesh and blood of the gods.

Now it just summons some power to form an arc around the corner of destruction, so the whole "ceremony" takes place under the eyes of the whole city.

The high priest solemnly touched a "nail" with his staff, and it was pulled and moved by an invisible force field.

The ceremony officer solemnly shouted: "Left knee—"

Wei An saw the high priest slowly push the golden nail into Guiling's left knee, very slowly, trying to pierce the hard bone.

Two tall priests behind Guiling pressed his arms and shoulders. The man's body was completely tense, his hair was soaked in sweat, but he didn't make a sound.

This is a brutal and public torture, but in the name of the sacred, it can bring great benefits to this slave country sunk into space.

The high priest's scepter slowly pressed the nail and pushed it into the bone, while staring at Guiling.

In the depths of the space, a huge wedge-like device was slowly positioned, and a certain gear was buckled, trapping the prey there.