Apostle of Cthulhu

Si Wei felt something was wrong.

The air is somewhat depressing, and the number of pedestrians around is dwindling.

Now the time has reached twelve o'clock in the evening, Georgina has left, and Nancy, Kratos and Bell have not come to see her.

No one, not even Joe, came to the door during the two hours he waited.

Therefore, he couldn't help but begin to wonder if he was trapped in some kind of gifting ritual without knowing it.

Si Wei was originally standing by the wall at the T-junction, leaning against the cold wall and looking into the depths of the dark alley.

But as he took his first step toward the main road, he realized something was wrong.

Crash--

There was resistance from the soles of my feet, and the sound of water flowing from all directions sounded like something hitting the wall.

Si Wei lowered his head. There was something really flowing under his feet.

But it was not groundwater, but warm blood, as if it had just flowed out of the body!

The black sky began to become turbid, and the bright red light was reflected on the flowing liquid surface, making this scene a horrifying composition.

The cold wind blew in the direction the blood river came from, lifting a corner of Si Wei's casual clothes.

He raised his head and saw the God of Death, wearing a black robe and holding a white scythe, standing not far away, looking at Si Wei with his empty eyes.

"What a classic Death..." Si Wei didn't panic. He looked behind him. He originally wanted to see if there was any escape route, but he found that there was another Death behind him.

Two gods of death!

Even Nancy at the eighth node was treated like a god of death, while Si Wei was directly blocked in the middle of the road by two gods of death!

Looking at the alley at the T-intersection, the alley was already piled up with bright red bricks, and the height even exceeded the eaves. It was obvious that he didn't want Si Wei to escape from that alley.

"Can I ask?" Si Wei took out his pistol from his armpit very naturally, and the two gods of death had no intention of stopping Si Wei, "You two came to me because you wanted to kill me. ?"

Although he didn't know the opponent's strength, Si Wei could tell from the gifting ceremony that he was involved in without anyone noticing that the guy behind the scenes was definitely not a simple person.

The God of Death, who was directly in front of Si Wei, raised his head slightly, shook his white lower jaw, and spoke in a human-like manner, "Either you die...or we die, it's that simple."

"You said it so succinctly, which makes me a little panicked." Si Wei did not raise his gun, because it might irritate the other party, "Can we compromise a little bit? Let's just pretend that nothing happened and leave safely. Isn't it better? Or...do you have a reason to kill me?"

The gods of death on both sides bowed their waists slightly at the same time and made a posture ready to pounce. "Anyone who may disturb my Lord's awakening will become our enemy."

Before he could finish speaking, the blades of two sickles, one behind the other, were already close to Si Wei's defenseless neck!

It only takes a few cents to separate Si Wei's body.

"The truth fails!"

With a suggestive shout, the two sickles that were about to chop off Si Wei's head seemed to have come into contact with something harder at this moment. They did not produce any sparks, but bounced out of thin air!

The two gods of death received a huge impact, and they both floated in the air and retreated continuously. They finally stabilized their bodies, raised the sickles in their hands again, and faced Si Wei with a vigilant attitude.

"Huh..." Si Wei gasped and wiped the cold sweat from his face.

Fortunately, he had just reacted. If his hint had been slower, he would have died!

Since it is the implied version of Truth Disqualification, in order to be able to use it normally, Si Wei has to give up a lot of things, such as the power of Truth Disqualification itself.

When Si Wei used Truth Disqualification for the first time, the corrupted spider lost all the power of the gift and returned to its original appearance.

And now? He could only make the scythes in the hands of the gods of death unable to hurt him, and he couldn't even neutralize them.

However, since the disqualification of truth can affect these two gods of death, it is enough to prove from the side that these two gods of death are products of the power of grace. As long as Si Wei's ability reaches a certain level, he can completely erase them.

As for the current situation, Si Wei should still think about how to escape from here.

Bang——

While thinking, Si Wei seized the moment of sudden attack and fired a shot at the God of Death directly in front of him, but was twisted away in an extremely strange way. The bullet with the power of grace penetrated the black cloak and fell into the blood pool nearly a hundred meters away.

"You'd better not tell me that this means physical attacks are ineffective," Si Wei said to the God of Death directly in front of him while he was wary of the movements of the God of Death behind him, "Otherwise, there's really nothing I can do against you."

The God of Death did not answer Si Wei's words, but just took an offensive stance, and then dived towards Si Wei again!

The attacks of the two Death Gods had no blind spots. Si Wei could only deflect most of their attacks by shooting at one Death God and forcing it to change direction.

But this time, Si Wei's arm had been scratched by the sharp sickle, and a knife mark of more than ten centimeters in length appeared on Si Wei's right arm. His clothes were stained with his blood and stuck to Si Wei's skin.

In addition to the stinging pain, there was also an indescribable sense of restraint.

The two death gods stood shoulder to shoulder, and Si Wei's blood flowed on the surface of one of the sickles, and then mixed into the blood pool under his feet.

"If possible, I don't want to see my own blood mixed with the blood of strangers." Si Wei had no intention of fighting at all. The combat power of these two death gods had exceeded his expectations. Even if there was only one, it seemed that he could be easily defeated.

If there was only one, Si Wei could still choose to outwit, but it would be too difficult to have two death gods of the same strength standing in front of him!

A hurricane hung in the scarlet and turbid sky, and the sound of the wind seemed to be sneering, mocking Si Wei's weakness.

The already surging liquid surface became even more violent. The hurricane made Si Wei unable to open his eyes, but something was emitting its weak temperature.

Si Wei reached into his pocket, wanting to know what it was.

However, at this moment, a feeling of falling into an ice cave instantly wrapped around Si Wei's body!

The third Grim Reaper, holding a bone spur dagger about 15 centimeters long, pointed the tip of the knife at Si Wei's heart.