All Worlds Madhouse

The angels were dumbfounded.

This man actually survived [Angel’s Punishment].

Safe and sound.

"Kill him! Kill him!"

The leading angel roared, and he subconsciously attributed this phenomenon to the fact that his punishment was not working well. Although this idea was ridiculous, no matter what, it was better than letting him believe that a person could survive the punishment. Good.

So all of a sudden, boom! boom! boom!

Countless ones came one after another.

The pig-headed men who were following from a distance were so frightened that they couldn't run away.

They collapsed on the ground one by one, with their mouths wide open. Amidst the loud noise, they didn't know whether they were shouting or not.

[Angel's Punishment] is the most severe punishment handed down by an angel, and the chubby pig-headed man has endured so much punishment by himself, so he must be the most evil person.

Yes, he is a person who even dares to kill angels.

He must be the devil!

Just like that, the gunfire lasted for who knows how long. Finally, those angels ran out of bullets.

Beside Old Joey, a lot of small iron balls also crackled down.

The guns in this world are still the simplest version. They are filled with ignition powder, and then a small iron ball is stuffed into it. Once you fire a shot, you need to reload it. As long as you have a little common sense, Even if he doesn't know anything about guns, as long as he has enough tools and some time, he will definitely be able to make one.

And how could the power of this weapon cause harm to Old Joey.

He didn't even put on a mask, and he was able to withstand all these bullets just by relying on his muscle strength.

In fact, he didn't use much force, he just stood there blankly. To him, those bullets were like hitting himself with rocks, and he didn't even feel the pain.

So after the gunfire stopped, Old Joey was a little at a loss.

Because if the group of people on the opposite side were to fire at me with powerful weapons, then I would have a reason to go up and chop them into pieces. However, these small iron balls were too weak, and it didn't hurt me at all. It hurts, not even a little angry.

So Old Joey didn't know whether he should go up and kill someone.

He thought for a while. Then, scratching his head, he walked straight towards the crowd of angels.

Under normal circumstances, when seeing such an almost invincible person, the first impression should be to run away quickly. However, the angels have never experienced such a situation since they were born. Some of them reacted quickly. He got into the car and shouted at the group of pig-headed men to run away.

And some of them seemed to have not realized what happened, so they stared dumbly at Old Joey walking towards them.

Then, I watched him pull out the butcher knife from his waist with a whoosh sound.

The whole world began to reverse, and he fell to the ground with a bang, and then inexplicably saw an extra person without a head in front of him.

Before he realized that the person without a head was him, his vision went dark and he died.

Old Joey didn't really want to kill anyone, so he stopped chasing the angels who escaped first, but he didn't let go of the targets within his reach either.

Pull one over and chop it off.

Another one was pulled over and chopped off.

puff! puff! puff!

With the familiar sound of chopping meat, those angels turned into pieces of fodder.

Old Joey wiped the blood on the knife with the wing feathers behind an angel, and looked around. There was blood all over the ground, a hellish scene.

Suddenly, he discovered something very important!

Where did you come from?

"Um, Pego, where should I go?"

Pego almost looked around. The smell of blood temporarily disabled his nose. Yes, Pego didn't use his eyes to recognize the way, he used his nose.

Moreover, the pig-headed people who had followed before seemed to have disappeared without knowing when.

So, Pego was silent for a while.

"Huh~huh~" (Uh, I don't know either.)

"What should we do?" Old Joey asked.

"It's just a blind walk." Pego said, "I've been walking blindly before, anyway."

"That makes sense." Old Joey nodded, then put the knife in his pocket and walked forward.

Everything is back to how it was at the beginning.

Boring, desolate, nothing to do. It's like this is how this paradise should be, and you can't tell what's wrong, but as long as you stay here for more than a few hours, you will be enlightened by this place, and be attracted by this kind of thing that comes out of nowhere, but is nowhere to be found. The absence of chaos erodes.

Go, go.

Finally, good luck came. Old Joey seemed to have discovered a village in the distance.

He ran over happily.

This village is similar to the previous Hope Village, with low buildings and a statue of a pig-headed man holding a knife in the middle of the village. However, there is still no one here.

But here there is no one, not even a single figure, but no living person.

The whole village was littered with corpses.

Those pig-headed people were all dead. They were lying on the ground in a mess, with knife incisions on their necks and blood stains on their foreheads from being penetrated by guns. Some of them were hanged after being killed.

Old Joey felt very depressed. He wanted to order something to eat here.

He didn't know how these people died, and it might have been the work of those angels, but he didn't have much hatred for it. He had traveled through countless planes, and in almost all planes, people were Those who can kill pigs raise them, use the skins to extract oil, sell the meat, and use the bones to stew soup or make craft ornaments. No one will feel guilty about this.

At the beginning, Old Joey felt very unhappy because he liked pigs, so every time he went to a plane, he wanted to chop up all those who killed pigs.

But Ziliang stopped him.

Ziliang said that there is actually no difference between sheep eating grass and people killing pigs. This is true in all the worlds, which means it makes sense. After all, humans are stronger than most pigs. Of course, if a pig is stronger than a human, then the pig can also use humans as fodder. Who eats and who is eaten has nothing to do with what head is on their neck. If one day, grass can also eat meat, then the grassland may become a cemetery for sheep.

Old Joey felt that what Ziliang said always had a certain philosophy. Although he couldn't understand the philosophy, he still felt that he should believe Ziliang.

But afterwards, Pego said that Ziliang was actually afraid that it would be troublesome for you to go to the vegetable market and kill people.

But since his words did not make the quality of his feed worse,

Well, Ziliang is right!

Huh~huh~