Interstellar Reaper

Wells felt a headache, not sick, but angry.

He hadn't felt this way for a long time, even when he was a member of the mecha division team, he was on missions in the most dangerous places all day long, and he never had such a headache when he was with death every day.

But now, he wished he could break his temple with a stone so that it wouldn't jump so hard.

When the opponent's IQ is not on the same level as yours, overestimating the opponent's result will not only make you exhausted, but also make all your plans like sand towers built by children. With a light tap, it completely collapsed.

Not everyone, like him, can find so many books about gods and religion; not everyone, like him, will learn all kinds of things that are almost completely useless except archeology in order to understand the contents of those books. The local language of the ancient earth; not to mention that not everyone has the perseverance to spend so much time reading those obscure ancient books in the library reference room of the Federal Library.

Life grinned and laughed at his smartness, and the facts before him slapped him across the face.

A wise man will make a mistake if he has thousands of worries. The ancients did not deceive me.

He was limited by his own thinking, and the final result was the current situation.

The moonlight tonight is beautiful, a perfect sphere hangs in the sky, and the red, blue and silver moons stand in sequence, and the moonlight shines all over the earth.

In the empty valley, the ancient candlesticks are placed in various places in a strange order. The flickering candles on the candlesticks burn slowly. When the evening wind blows, a few wisps of white smoke float in the air, carrying a mysterious feeling. atmosphere of.

The land in the valley was flattened, and lines of different lengths were cut out with machines to form a huge group of pictures and texts. Looking down from the top, you will find that it is a huge ring. Inside, the mysterious lines like words surround the whole circle, and on the inner side of the circle, the corners of the inverse heptagram are against the circle, and there are also lines of unknown meaning in the intervals. And in the middle of the seven-pointed star is an open eye. The crescent moon in the center of the eyeball is accompanied by stars. The patterns all over the inside make it look scary.

Originally, this can only be said to be a combination pattern of unknown meaning. Although the meaning is unknown, occasionally some families who like classical decoration can also see similar patterns, but it is not as large and complicated as this one looks.

But when the pattern that was originally sunken in the ground was infused with blood, the red pattern was nothing but horror.

Thirteen wooden stakes of the reverse cross were scattered in various places, and each stake was tied with a fallen figure.

This head-on-foot position just makes the brain bloodshot and irritating, but no one makes a sound.Those people have different appearances, but they are all tall, strong, vicious-looking guys, and their ages are all within the range of the best human condition.At this time, they closed their eyes quietly, as if they had no sound, but the blood slowly flowing down the stake was still bright red, not dark dead blood.

Seven mysterious people in black robes stood outside the ring, holding strangely shaped candlesticks in their hands. The weird words came from their mouths, maintaining a fast and fresh tone. Under the light, it can be seen clearly.

They were very focused, and even the sudden appearance of Wells and others did not stop them, and the weird tone continued without even a single wrong pronunciation.

Seeing such a picture, everyone was silent, not knowing how to judge the situation in front of them.

Wells had the biggest impact. He always thought that these people would choose innocent people to kill and dedicate their pure souls to that one, so he asked the garrison to help pay attention to the situation. Every day there are people mingling in the black market to watch over there Trafficking in human beings is also secretly taking a walk to the outside world. Recently, there are signs of human traffickers' activities, which makes ordinary people more alert.

All along, they have not received any useful information.Wells felt like he had overlooked something.

until today.

When he was irritated by the arrival of the 13th, after looking through the materials again, he finally found out what he had overlooked.

In the information given to him by the garrison, a person's occupation, as well as Lieutenant Colonel Asina Bloos, who has been with him for the past two days, gave him inspiration.

Warden Beavis Salisbury.

"The Helme Second Prison he is in charge of detains heavy criminals with reprieve and indefinite terms. It's not a good place. I heard that the prisoners there are not safe."

Lieutenant Colonel Athena Burrows said something casually, and then walked around impatiently. Today is the 13th. According to the rules of those people's activities, tonight is the date for their summoning, although they still haven't been found. The "sacrifice" mentioned, I don't even know the location, but today the few people in the base have taken a break for various reasons, and there will be results following them. Lieutenant Colonel Asina is now waiting for the news with Wells middle.

"The warden?" Wells suddenly turned back, re-read the person's information, his face darkened, "immediately send someone to the second prison to see if there are any prisoners executed today."

After hearing what he said, Lieutenant Colonel Asina also turned around, "You mean..."

Before he finished speaking, Wells nodded, "It's very likely." With a low curse, he stood up and walked out, "I hope we can go faster."

He was limited by the materials in those ancient books. The materials on them might even be stories written by human beings themselves.

What's more, those damned guys may not even know that sacrifices must be carefully selected.

Athena's speed was very fast. At this time, he didn't care about making troubles. He immediately called someone and got a clear answer.

"There are indeed prisoners to be executed. This time the warden is in charge. They have already taken the prisoners to the execution ground." Asina is not even that anxious now. Although this kind of thinking is not very good, he is indeed very happy No innocent people were involved.

Others thought the same way, and for a while, the sense of solemnity that lasted for several days seemed to dissipate a lot.

Originally, there were colleagues and comrades-in-arms of their own, and everyone didn't want to see them have an accident, but now even if they were caught, at least their lives could be saved.

Fortunately, they can think of using death row prisoners as sacrifices. Even if they are discovered, Beavis Salisbury is at most dereliction of duty, at most he will be dismissed, and if he is more flexible, it may even be just a report. matter.

A prisoner who was supposed to be executed, is he making the best use of everything?

The atmosphere became more relaxed, and everyone was able to do things much faster. Some people even joked a little while rushing to their destination.

But Wells was not in such a good mood as they were. What he cared most about was never what those people used as sacrifices and what punishment they would get.

All he cares about is whether they succeed.

Looking at the black-robed man standing outside the magic circle, holding a candle and chanting spells, Wells really wanted to interrupt their actions immediately, because his nerves were tense, and something invisible was emerging around him. And more and more, they oppressed his nerves.

Dangerous, leave quickly!

Wells' directness has always been sensitive, which allowed him to avoid many dangers and successfully survived the mission of narrow escape, so he believed in it.But now, he couldn't go, and it wasn't easy to interrupt them.

"Damn it, why do these guys have protective shields?!" It was about the garrison, and the regiment commander also came. He looked at the devices placed outside the men in black robes and cursed. An upside-down bowl enveloped the people inside. Judging from the brightness, this protective shield could last at least a whole night, unless they had powerful offensive weapons.

But although everyone brought guys with them, none of them had heavy weapons. After all, they wanted to arrest their colleagues, or to capture them alive. Heavy weapons were not suitable, but now it became a problem.

Inside the protective cover, the only black-robed man who was out of the way saw a group of people outside, pulled down his hood, and walked towards them, "I've been waiting for you for a long time, generals." He looked back and saw that he had finished Halfway through the ceremony, the smile on the corner of the mouth became more and more obvious, "But I don't have time to greet you at the moment. If you have anything to do, please wait until the ceremony is over."

"Beavis Salisbury, you still have time to turn around now." Wells said coldly, his hawk-like eyes piercing the opponent's body through the protective cover, as if to tear him apart.

Beavis stared at Wells for a while, then suddenly smiled again, "The ceremony has already begun, how can it be interrupted in the middle? Major General Wells must know more than we do, right? Since you have searched so much information .”

Wells was not surprised that the other party would know about his affairs. It was not a secret, as long as he wanted to find out, especially, they were both parties to each other's events that year.

But he didn't want to talk about personal matters. This was obviously the other party's delay. "These people are death row prisoners. If you stop now, we can pretend that there is no such thing. I will even intercede with the military court to reduce your guilt."

"I heard that Major General Wells has always been fair and strict. I didn't expect you to say that." Beavis was not so persuasive. He looked back at the center of the magic circle, and the wooden pipe was fanatical and persistent, "That one The Lord will come soon, and the whole world will become his property, Major General Wells, why don’t you join us? That will bring you supreme glory, and the only right choice is to follow him.”

"How do you know, that's not self-destruction?" Wells taunted back, his eyes also looked at the center of the magic circle, and the solemnity in his eyes became more and more serious.

The others didn't interrupt their conversation, but just listened to them. At this time, they naturally noticed their gaze, and naturally moved over.

In the center of the magic circle, in the "eye" surrounded by candlesticks, black matter is slowly gathering.

☆9. Appearance

In the center of the magic circle, in the "eye" surrounded by candlesticks, black matter is slowly gathering.

Illusion?Regardless of whether it was the commander of Termos Army, the leaders of this incident, or the hundreds of soldiers they brought, everyone wondered if they were dazzled.

In the cognition of the people in the garrison, these guys who tried to summon the unfounded gods were delusional and neurotic patients. How could there be gods in this world?

So what's going on with this seemingly magical and mysterious scene?Their resolute psychological qualities have not shaken them, but their uncertainties have been buried in their hearts.

The light of the moon is dimming. Looking up, I don't know when the dark clouds gathered from all directions, covering the sky little by little. So, is this the reason for the dizziness?Many people suddenly realized that the head of the legion waved his hand and ordered the soldiers to surround the protective cover with their weapons, and at the same time asked the garrison to send heavy weapons over just in case. Now that they got the protective cover, what else would they do? Not necessarily hands.

In fact, more than a hundred people besieged eight people, and they all looked like they had no weapons. It was really bullying.

The warden turned a blind eye to this, and didn't even talk to them anymore. He just looked at the center of the magic circle, his eyes were hot, and he muttered something.

Wells' eyes were also gathered there, and his mind was more complicated than the unbelief of others.

Will that one really come?

At such a time, there was actually a glimmer of expectation in his heart. Wells laughed at himself, his aura became more stern, and his face turned as frosty.

For a moment, there were only the sound of the seven men in black chanting incantations in the entire valley.

That voice had a strange sense of trance, wandering in the increasingly gloomy valley.

The wind blowing from nowhere, blowing the white candle, the white smoke drifted away, the strange fragrance in the air became more and more intense, the blackness gathered in the eyes, more and more, and finally it could not be described as a hallucination.

Everyone felt uneasy, but without the order of their superiors, they would not do anything and could only watch quietly.

The black mist condensed into a solid body, and gradually, it began to rotate like a living thing. Starting from the center, a vortex slowly stirred in the black mist, and a force of attraction went from shallow to deep, and the white smoke on the candlestick next to it was also guided. past.

It looks like a careful black hole, and a black hole is the most frightening existence in the universe.

The head of the legion was finally moved. He approached Wells and asked in a low voice: "Major General Wells, what is going on?"

The others also looked over. They heard the conversation between Wells and the other party clearly. Obviously, this one knew something inside.

Wells was in a bad mood. Naturally, his tone was also not very good. He spoke mockingly, with a trace of imperceptible irritability: "Didn't you see, they are calling for that one!"

"Who is that one? What kind of god is that? Don't be kidding, okay? Major General Wells, there can be no gods in this world." The tone of the legion commander was dissatisfied, and he didn't like being fooled.

"Then what do you think this is?" Wells looked at him coldly.

The legion commander was silent.

what is that?He looks more and more like a black hole, but compared to a black hole, he would rather not. Wherever there is a black hole, everything around it will be swallowed eventually. As the black hole grows bigger, even the entire Sokal galaxy will be swallowed up. no longer exists.

"Now I really hope that there are some gods, otherwise, a black hole? Is there anything worse than this?" Lieutenant Colonel Asina muttered, which became the voice of everyone.

Wells' tone was still bad, he didn't even move his eyes, and said coldly: "That's because you don't know what kind of god that is." It's fine to change it to anything else, why would this group of damned guys choose that one? bit?If you want to kill yourself, it is convenient and simple to shoot yourself.

"What kind of god is that? Are you still unwilling to say it? Major General Wells!" The army commander also felt uneasy, and the last title already brought a hint of danger.

The ceremony was coming to an end, and the black vortex expanded to a height of more than two meters, enough for a single person to pass through. Like the surface of the water was boiling, the calm darkness began to stir.

But the warden, who had ignored them for a long time, turned around at this time, with a deep smile on his face, and his brown eyes seemed to be burning with flames, "Of course it is unique, the noblest, greatest and fairest in the world, We are omnipotent, we are in charge of all life and death—”

"God of Death."

As if responding to his words, a pitch-black hand stretched out from the black vortex. The all-black fingertips seemed to touch the heart of a person. Just a light smile made the heartbeat stop.

It is obviously the same black, but no one can ignore that hand, it is as clear as white in sharp contrast.

Wells raised his heart, a strong sense of danger swept through his body, and he screamed to leave with a tense spirit, but he was indifferent for the first time, only seeing the hand in his eyes, and only the owner of that hand in his heart .

After the fingertips came the fingers, followed by the palm and the wrist. Only then did everyone realize that it was not the color of the hand, but actually looked like it was wearing gloves.

The wide black robe and long sleeves pass through the vortex and are exposed in front of everyone. More and more parts are exposed. The movements are obviously ordinary, but they are played in people's eyes like slow motion. Even standing in the black The soldiers behind the whirlpool also saw this scene.

The people in black robes who were chanting mantras had already prostrated themselves on the ground, even the calm warden was no exception. Each of them raised their heads high, staring fervently at the imminent appearance, the god of death

A tall figure emerged from the vortex bit by bit, the hem of the black robe dragged across the ground, the black hood clearly only covered the normal face, but he couldn't see what was underneath, and the floating body passed slowly The candlestick in front of him was not hindered at all, and the flame above the candlestick, as if frozen, was still burning, but could no longer flicker.

The air also seemed to start to freeze, and the black vortex that was originally spinning had stopped moving when the figure passed by. The whole scene was like a static picture, the only difference was the standing black figure.

The legs were trembling, the soldiers swallowed unconsciously, the weapons in their hands were tightly grasped, everything in front of them was beyond their expectations, even if this mysterious figure didn't make any moves, it brought them a hard time Imagine the pressure.

Wells stared at the black figure, without a sickle, not a translucent body, obviously different, obviously not the one in memory, but the heartbeat was more vivid and rapid in every tiny movement of it, as if I want to jump out of my chest.

Even the few people who completed the summoning were a little stunned. The figure that appeared this time was different from what they had imagined. Could it be a mistake?

Even so, no one dared to question it.

When the black figure stood still, there was movement again in the vortex, and a bone scythe stretched out. The familiar appearance made the eyes of those who had seen it, including Wells, widen.

Another black shadow appeared, the translucent figure had the same shape as the former, but the head under the hood was lowered, and the slightly curved back expressed respect and submission to the former.

Undoubtedly, even if you don't know what the former is, the level of the two will be clear in an instant.

The prostrate people also lowered their heads, and what they summoned was the god of death with a sickle, but it seemed that a more noble god came.

Compared with the previous words, there is always a feeling of slap in the face.

The members of the unbelieving garrison around were speechless at the moment. They could argue that the black hole was actually a small teleportation array of new technology that had not been disclosed, but even the flames were frozen and there were more and more people around them. How can the cold air be explained?Some kind of invisible coercion came overwhelmingly, and there was no trace of light in the sky.

The Lord of Darkness has not left his castle for a long time. He did not like to come to the human world a long time ago. Even in the God Realm, he rarely has the opportunity to step into it. Therefore, his knowledge of this world after a long time is only limited. Stay in the creation of the gods, weak but ambitious.

Other than that, nothing else.

Therefore, he just glanced at those standing figures, wondering what they were holding, but it was enough to make the latter soften his hands and feet.

But his creations are not so easy to dismiss. He has been active in the human world all year round. The messengers who pick up and send souls know more about the human world than humans themselves. In front of the Lord of Darkness, the sense of danger rushing over his face overwhelmed everyone.

[You are presumptuous! 】

I thought it was an offering to the gods by believers. The dark offerings were indeed delicious. The envoy who was worried that the master would be too boring and had a sudden sense of responsibility would try to persuade the master to come. I didn't expect that the people who greeted them would be as murderous as hell. In a god-like scene, the anger immediately burned to the highest point.

With a light swipe of Bone's sickle, streaks of black sharp edges flew out of the sickle, piercing through the protective cover and rushing directly at the soldiers holding weapons.

Such despicable ants, what can I do to help them, let them die!

Wells, who had no time to stop him, felt dark, feeling that he was in big trouble.