The Grim Reaper Can't Be Tricked

Cen Jin was taken to the military area, and when he and the negotiating team arrived at the chain bridge, a new psychic spell was activated deep in the ground, and the crimson shimmer was like magma, covering mountains and valleys, over mountains and seas, and spread all over Hong Kong.

The Hong Kong city and the South China Sea captured by the remote remote sensing map showed a strange and ominous crimson. The map board was placed in front of everyone in the capital and the headquarters, and everyone who saw it took a deep breath.

The negotiating team looked at the ground and expressed doubts: "What's going on?", "Isn't that some kind of apocalypse festival started?", "It means that Vishnu was killed?", "Then shall we still go to the military area?"

As soon as the words fell, everyone was silent, looking at each other, not knowing what to do next, a figure quickly jumped out of the car and ran towards the chain bridge.

"It's classmate Huang." The head of the negotiating team yelled while holding the car door: "Come back quickly! The situation is unknown now, and Vishnu's life or death is unknown. We have to wait for the organization to take the next step!"

Before the words were finished, the car shook violently, and the people inside were still being thrown upside down while clinging to the car. After finally steadying their bodies and looking around, they found that the waters of the South China Sea were churning violently. A wooden stick was stirred back and forth, gradually forming a huge vortex, and an unknown huge black shadow was dormant in the vortex.

Too late, the big turmoil began.

At this moment, this thought flashed through the brains of all the negotiators at the same time. After they finally came back to their senses, the boss led a team of superhumans to find them, and with a wave of his hand, everyone returned to the base to wait for instructions.

"Where's the yellow-haired man?"

"Go in."

The boss gave a low curse, ordering them all to go back, and then he was about to run into the military area to find Huang Mao. Unexpectedly, a wall of crimson light suddenly burst out of the middle of the sea, cutting the iron chain into two in an instant, and returning the man-made man in the military area. The isolated island is completely isolated from the land and refuses any approaching creatures.

The deep sea is turbulent, the waves are rolling, like the legendary weak water, there is nothing but hair.

As soon as the propeller of the helicopter circling in the air touched the soaring crimson wall of light, it felt like an electric shock. It broke down suddenly, and the electric light sparks flashed.

Fortunately, the pilot quickly parachuted and is currently safe and sound.

"I can't get in, what should I do? Student Huang is still inside... Has Vishnu been successfully sacrificed? Even the gods have been sacrificed, is it possible for humans to survive?"

The chief negotiator's calf trembled, he kept looking left and right like a frightened bird, and murmured nervously. The person who had clearly seen the big scene showed an extraordinary layman at this time.

The boss knew the reason, it was the burst of mental pollution that corroded their hearts and hooked up the negative emotions in their hearts, especially fear and panic, which made people panic, crazy and insane.

"Ahhh!" Suddenly someone in the negotiating team screamed unbearably, jumped out of the car and rushed to the cliff, shouting: "I can't take it, I can't take it, it's too scary!! There is a voice in my head screaming—"

The boss was terrified and knocked him out when he was about to jump off the cliff and carried him back into the car. Seeing that the other people were also in a state of confusion, he simply knocked them out. He drove back to the nearest base and found Symptoms of panic and fear have appeared.

He approached Wu Yujie to inquire about the situation, and the latter handed him a pollution detection instrument in his hand: "The pollution value has soared to [-], which is the value before the Apocalypse Festival has fully started, and the pollution in the air has exceeded what the human body can bear. Our army and the superhumans are at least heavily trained, but mental breakdowns are widespread."

"What does it say above?"

"Meet."

"At a time like this, let's have a fart meeting!"

"Contact the head office to collect alloy materials."

"... Has it reached this point?"

"in case."

"Yellow Mao has entered the military zone." The boss hesitated to say an unrealistic guess: "Is it possible for him to save the situation?"

Hearing this, Wu Yujie turned her head and stared at the boss: "There are less than 10 minutes left, prepare for the worst, and don't put the pressure on a child."

The boss snorted irritably, couldn't help flicking his fingers, looked straight at the direction of the military area and the sea, and suddenly laughed: "It seems that since the story meeting, I have never encountered such an exciting moment. "

"My life hangs by a thread so often thank you."

"Yeah, I'm half-retired hahaha..." The boss patted his head and laughed.

"Aren't you worried about Huangmao? I think you usually take care of him."

"Well...mainly I think Lao Ding should protect him."

While observing the changes in the situation in Hong Kong City, the two of them chatted casually, and the topics were messed up, except for famous flags such as 'going back to my hometown afterwards', 'marrying and marrying a wife afterwards', etc., they talked about everything else.

At this time, Cen Jin passed through the front of the messy and dilapidated military area, avoiding the crimson beams of light that sprang up from time to time, and finally came to the entrance of the military building. When he opened the door, he subconsciously looked back, only to see that the limbs of the asuras who were scattered all over the place were lying on the ground. It melted in the crimson beam of light and became a part of the offerings of the Apocalypse Sacrifice.

Blinking his eyes, Cen Jin pushed open the door, and the ceilings on the second, third and fourth floors of the hall were all pierced. From the floor to the wall to the ceiling of the top floor, they were engraved with ancient Sanskrit characters, and the lines were filled with crimson ooze like Volcanic magma.

The body of Vishnu hangs in the air, with three faces and four arms. The left head is compassionate, the middle head is gentle, and the right head is black-faced terror. The symbol of life has been lost.

There are ancient Sanskrit characters all over the body, exuding a crimson gleam, visible to the naked eye to condense into red threads, a small part of which has been connected to the runes on the wall and floor, and most of the red threads are only condensed by two-thirds.

Cen Jin tried to cut off the red thread, and when he touched the red thread, it dissipated like a cloud of smoke and realized that the red thread had no substance. He looked up at Vishnu's body, and was a little surprised that the three heads of Vishnu were different from the face he saw two days ago.

Could it be that the facial features are different because what he saw that day was two terrifying faces?

But the head on the right side is also a horror face. Although the changes are subtle, he can still distinguish the difference, and the facial features are different from the horror face he saw before.

Looking down, the chest was cut open, revealing a scarlet pulsating heart. The ancient Sanskrit inside was so dense that it made people panic attack immediately. Just looking closer for two more seconds, Cen Jin felt dizzy for a while, and fell into the endless world in a trance. In the darkness, the beat of the heartbeat came from the darkness, as if returning to the mysterious and barbaric human sacrifices in ancient times.

Countless runes, dense crowds, rising flames and endless whispers, the air is filled with the smell of blood, darkness devours the sun, descends on the world, and releases countless malicious, weird and terrifying ghosts and wolves howling. To the unarmed creatures.

With a soft slap, Cen Jin fell to the ground, holding the floor with his hands and couldn't stop vomiting. He didn't stop retching until his stomach convulsed, his head was covered in cold sweat, and his body trembled uncontrollably.

That is the horror carried by the ancient gods, which directly destroys the fragile spirit of human beings, and gives the most intuitive horror, which is enough for human beings to go crazy without visual and auditory stimulation.

Cen Jin curled up his fingers, his thoughts were unconsciously crooked to the point that the first time he saw Ding Yiqing, although the shock was great, it didn't seem as exciting as it is now, even when facing the Queen Mother of the West, he didn't have the illusion that his soul was being torn apart.

Ah... I remembered, Ding Yiqing was by his side at that time.

"cough."

Cen Jin stood up and looked up at the body of Vishnu in the sky. He noticed the wound that he hadn't noticed just now. There was a fist-sized hole three inches below the navel, that is, the dantian, and a piece of flesh was empty inside.

Forget it, no matter where the wound came from, it is important to destroy the source of the pollution first.

He clenched his fists tightly, his pupils contracted sharply into a black dot, and he appeared in front of Vishnu's body in the next moment. He stretched out his palm and spread his five fingers, and suddenly formed claws, and the powerful gravity fell heavily on Vishnu's body in an instant. Above the head of the body, the ground was sunken by two meters with terrifying force.

However, Vishnu's body remained unmoved, not damaged at all.

Cen Jin widened his eyes and continued to exert ten times the force of gravity. The whole building was crumbling, and the ground collapsed half a meter, two meters, three meters... The dust billowed like thick smoke, and the ground quickly collapsed seven or eight meters to form a deep pit, but there was nothing he could do about it The body of Vishnu.

"How could it be...?" Cen Jin was stunned.

Then he took out his sickle and hammer and tried, but he still couldn't destroy the source of pollution.

"Frustrated?"

A sudden sound appeared behind him, Cen Jin suddenly turned his head and threw the hammer in his hand. The latter just tilted his head to avoid the attack. There was a loud bang on the wall, and a spider web-like crack appeared quickly, and the hammer was firmly stuck in the wall .

The gray-white dust gradually dissipated, revealing the white-haired Emperor Shitian.

He still looks like a teenager, although his skin is darker, but his facial features are more delicate, which makes people think of the portraits of young emperors depicted in Tang murals, men and women, and phoenix clothes and crowns. Described in the book, the heavenly man Indra who is favored by the heavens and the daughter of King Asura adores her heart.

Di Shitian was sitting on the fifth floor of the rickety stairs that had been destroyed, with his left hand resting on his cheek, his white hair was pulled behind his head by a flower crown, a strand of soft white hair hung down from his cheek, and a strand of white hair grew to the back of his ear. The gold tassel on the neck leans forward due to the movement.

"The body of the god of death is difficult to destroy, let alone the three-phase god that supports a mythological system." Di Shitian pointed to the body of Vishnu and said: "Vishnu has three faces, the left side is the benevolent Brahma of creation, and the right side is the destroyer." Shiva, the world's most terrifying figure, and Vishnu in the middle."

Cen Jin's head buzzed, and he quickly grasped the key information: "The three-faced god is not three independent incarnations, but a three-faced one?"

Di Shitian: "It used to be three independent incarnations. They were fused in order to survive the war... Of course, it can also be said to swallow the other two incarnations to form the current three-faced god. You must know that there is no 'three-faced god' in the epic of Brahman gods Vishnu' incarnation, don't you suspect?"

No.

Cen Jin pursed his lips. He knew that the main god of Bharat was three-in-one. However, he was familiar with various literatures and always regarded it as three independent entities, so that when he saw the three-faced Vishnu, he not only had no doubts, but also thought it was his. One of the avatars.

He did not expect that Vishnu devoured Brahma and Shiva and had become the true trinity.

"You said just now that He supports a myth system...but isn't the core of the myth system powerful?"

Di Shitian smiled without saying a word.

Cen Jin understood the reason in his silence and panicked: "They are Qiangwu!"

No wonder Shiva, who was unknown in the Vedic period, defeated the first-generation god who was in the sky in one fell swoop in the late Vedic period, and created two main gods, Vishnu and Brahma, to successfully replace the original mythology system, because He possesses mighty power.

"The force is Shiva."

The horror phase Shiva is responsible for the function of destroying the world. When he dances the dance of Tandava in the fire, the old era and order will fall apart in the flames, and the new era will be reborn in the will of Brahma, so from beginning to end only the representative of protection Vishnu is resurrected because the resurrection of Shiva is the time of destruction.

wrong.

Cen Jin remembered the ghost-eyed Shiva described in the Brahmin epic. He had a third eye comparable to a nuclear weapon in the center of his forehead. According to mythology, Bharat, the god of love, tried to lure Shiva, but was burned to ashes by the ghost eye.

Looking at the description, I feel that Shiva's ghost eyes are powerful.

From the corner of Cen Jin's eyes, he locked Shiva's terrifying face next to him, but he didn't see any signs of a third eye on his forehead.

"No need to look for it, I took it away."

Cen Jin paused, turned his eyes back, and stared at Di Shitian: "Anyway, you are full of desire to confide, and I have no idea how to destroy Vishnu's body, why don't you tell me kindly, what is Qiangwu? Ghost-eyed Shiva or Shiva's world-killing dance?"

Di Shitian laughed, and said with great interest: "You want to guess the way to crack the Apocalypse Festival through strong martial arts, don't you? My friend, you have a lot of thoughts, and I still prefer your undeveloped brain. Sad and stupid."

Cen Jin smiled meaninglessly: "It's my honor to hear a stupid comment for the first time."

"I like other people's flattery, and you've flattered me." Di Shitian changed his posture, put his palms on the window sill behind him, looked at Cen Jin and said, "The so-called Shiva Annihilation Dance is actually a spell. It confuses the enemy, constantly plunders the life force of all living beings to make sacrifices, and finally opens a large-scale new mantra. The process of performing sacrifices is called the Apocalypse Sacrifice, and the new mantra after the success of the magic circle is called the Shiva Annihilation Mantra."

His gaze passed over Cen Jin, and fell on the body of Vishnu behind him, with a cold and cruel smile.

"However, the Shiva Exterminating Mantra has been improved by me. It is absolutely impossible to stop the Apocalypse Sacrifice from the very beginning, because this time the nourishment is the body of the gods that have been cultivated for thousands of years." Di Shitian suddenly laughed, shaking from his shoulders. Laughing until he raised his head and laughed, his expression showed a trace of madness: "It is the identity of the world-destroying self-made and directed by this traitor, so let him be the sacrifice of the spell, isn't it the best karmic destination?

Since human beings believe in and worship the God of Destruction, let them die in the nightmare bestowed by the gods they worship, and never be able to escape in despair, which is also the best karmic destination. "

"But," Cen Jin said softly, "What's the matter with the Huaxia people? What does it have to do with people other than Bharat? We never believed in you, so how could we betray you?"

"For me, Buddhists are also betrayals. They know the real epic of gods, but they take advantage of the emptiness and snatch away the fruits of victory that belong to me. Shouldn't they be killed!" Out of excitement, the golden tassels behind Di Shitian's ears Shake back and forth.

Cen Jin: "According to incomplete statistics, there seem to be less than 3 million Buddhists in the world, but what you want to kill is more than 60 billion people in the world."

Di Shitian sighed after hearing the words: "I don't want to, but Buddhists are all over the world. If you kill them point-to-point, it's like finding a handful of rice in the sand. It's easier to kill them all. Are you right?"

As far as the pursuit of efficiency is concerned, there is nothing wrong with logic.

"One last question." Cen Jin raised his eyes to look at Di Shitian, the hammer in the wall behind him trembled slightly, and the gravel and powder fell down with a clatter. "How did you kill Vishnu?"

Di Shitian: "I have engraved spells in his heart long ago, so when I suddenly appeared in front of him, his expression was very surprised, and then he became terrified, unable to move, feeling the pain of loss of vitality, watching helplessly I cut open his heart and dug away the crimson jade beads buried in his body... oh, they were the beads you destroyed in Hong Kong City. In fact, the really useful beads were in the aquarium. I snatched them back and used them go out."

"Where is it used?"

"Hey, the last question you agreed on, you have to be honest, don't you?"

"Yes." Cen Jin agreed, clenched the hand hanging by his side suddenly, swung forward, and the hammer stuck in the wall was pulled out by an invisible force, and quickly struck at the back of Di Shitian's head.

Di Shitian turned his head to dodge the hammer, but found that the hammer changed direction in mid-air, and the speed did not decrease but accelerated towards the front door. Then he showed a funny look, his body fell backwards, the hammer flew out and embedded into the wall again, and then he raised Raising the hand, pressing down with the palm, the hammer seemed to be pushed and pulled back and forth by two forces, trembling continuously, gravel and wall skin rolled down, and spider web-like cracks expanded to the entire wall and ceiling.

Suddenly, the vision went dark, a cold light flashed, a sharp sickle pierced the air and formed a phantom, and slashed towards Di Shitian's neck. Relax, and the hammer hits the head like a shooting star under the force of gravity.

As soon as he avoided the hammer, he kicked his chest like a whip, followed by the intensive attack of sickle and hammer, which made Di Shitian unable to fight back. The whole body was bent into a long bow, and the next moment, Huang Mao quickly turned over in the air, kicking his abdomen with his legs together.

With a sound, Di Shitian fell into the deep pit, there was a loud bang, dust was everywhere, and he disappeared for a long time.

Huang Mao did not take advantage of the victory to pursue, nor did he relax his vigilance, but turned to face Vishnu, enduring endless horror and awe, trying to bring the body of death into the Kunlun Mountains and Seas.

The brain has been developed to the extreme, and while the weirdness in the inside is first avoided by the candle dragon near the door, he vacates the ground to seal up Vishnu's body. Not sure if the weirdness that lives in it will be implicated.

He really can't help it, really can't help it.

You can only try this way. Once danger occurs, let everyone leave immediately, and then cut off the connection with the door.

He can rest assured that there is Zhulong guarding the door.

half a minute left...

Cen Jin's ears, mouth and nose were bleeding, his eyeballs were bloodshot, and his arms and temples were bulging, and he actually moved Vishnu's body by an inch.

But at the next moment, Vishnu's body suddenly trembled heavily, and the channel connecting the mountains, seas and Kunlun was cut off instantly.

Cen Jin was stunned, Kunlun prevented him from sending Vishnu's dead body?

This means that even the Kunlun Mountains and Seas are afraid of the Annihilation Curse.

"what?"

Cen Jin's hands trembled, and from the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of Di Shitian quietly appearing beside him, unscathed, not even his hair was messed up.

"It turned out that you killed the Queen Mother of the West and took away the mountains, seas and Kunlun." Di Shitian's smile widened: "My friend, you always bring me unexpected surprises."

Di Shitian stretched out his hand, facing the side of Cen Jin's face with the back of his hand, and swung it hard suddenly, without any substantial contact with his face, but the huge force still lifted him into the air, and hit him hard into the deep pit, causing pain When I move a little, I feel that my internal organs are shifting.

Cen Jin coughed, wiped off the blood from the corner of his mouth, looked at Di Shitian who was in mid-air expressionlessly, and thought, is the gap so big?

In the next moment, Di Shitian stretched out his right hand and penetrated into Vishnu's chest cavity, holding the heart with only a little force, the speed of the red thread condensing suddenly increased by four or five times, and the runes quickly connected to the ground, like a large high-performance machine The central heart finally beat, and instantly stimulated the crimson slurry flowing in the runes to surge and fluctuate. The dazzling light spread to the military area around the building and across the sea. In an instant, the entire port city and the sea were covered by the flowing crimson light.

At the same time, the sun rose from the sea, and its radiant light slanted down, pulling away the curtain of night, and the bell of the military area at six o'clock rang through the sky——

The Apocalypse Sacrifice was completed, and the Shiva Annihilation Mantra was activated.

In an instant, billowing waves of pollution gushed out from the dead body of Vishnu, and the crimson light wove into fine red silk threads to wrap around the dead body of Vishnu, wrapping it into a cocoon, emitting bright red eyes that could not be seen directly Light.

Under the red light and sunlight, Di Shitian opened his four-meter-long mechanical wings with a bang, and looked down at Cen Jin with a smile: "Now I can answer you, the deep red jade beads snatched from the aquarium were used. where it goes."

He opened his hands, and the ceiling above his head was cracked inch by inch, like paper that was burnt to ashes, and then blown away by the wind, revealing the bright sky and the black sea water about [-] meters high.

In the sea water, a huge black shadow slowly slid.

"Thousand-headed Naga." Cen Jin's voice trembled.

Di Shitian was a little displeased: "That's something from Buddhism, please call it: Ananda Shesha!"