Crimson Blood Coffin

This feeling of pressure that completely fell on him made Fakiyu completely crawl on the ground, unable to move his fingers. A kind of fear appeared in his heart, fearing that he had been discovered by the other party? How could this kind of pressure, this overwhelming feeling of no room for oppression, be dealt with at will?

The sound of waves suddenly rises,

Along with the blows, there were waves of impact around Fakiyu's body. The brutal impacts from left to right made him completely unable to control his body.

Pressure, impact, and the completely unaccustomed feeling of flying up and down,

"What are you doing! What are you doing! Hey haha!", this sense of chaos that his blood body could not adapt to at this time, not only did not make Fakeyou feel unhappy, but he also burst into bursts of laughter. , raised up loudly, laughed wildly: "Come on, come on! Let the storm come more violently!"

While shouting wildly, he did not treat this situation as the last moment before death at all, but became even more indulgent.

Compared with Fakeyu's situation, the elders outside saw a completely different scene. The moment they knelt down, there were already turbulent waves on the obsidian. This action was the father who carved their bloodline. How could the Mother Goddess and the stone case of the great sleeping mansion just wait for Fake Squid to take the initiative?

The wave was suspended in the air, and without Fakeyou's awareness, it was completely wrapped in it, and then it was pulled back. Fakeyou didn't know it, and just thought that he was being crushed severely. In this way, it was like the previous awakened gills lying on the obsidian stone table.

Surrounded by the surrounding waves, a huge black shadow was about to emerge, and then Fakiyu, who had not completely sunk into it, made a series of crazy, silent roars,

It's a pity that the elders had their heads lowered at the moment and didn't dare to raise them at all. Even the chief of ceremonies who had performed the ceremony before didn't make any move to step forward. He completely shrank his body and didn't dare to go any further.

"The gill people are about to rise." Laval, who had crawled down, was already happy in his heart. This momentum completely surpassed any previous deep divers. Now he was completely unaware that this person was just a 100% capable person. The role of the accomplished deep diver priest existed, and he even felt that the other party might become someone close to God, or someone as great as God the Father.

As for surpassing Father God, this is something Laval cannot imagine. After all, he has not seen a few deep divers or even other beings who can break through the last threshold in many years.

Even if he doesn't know what the last one is.

"While he has no intention of leaving here, he should be allowed to come into contact with more women, the prepared women of the Gill People, and the women purchased from the royal city, so that they can all be pregnant with the talent of the Beholder Hall. The third generation of the bloodline is also a powerful and necessary factor that cannot be ignored. If a descendant close to this one can appear, then the glory of the Gill People will be unstoppable! "

Unconsciously, Laval had already thought through all the matters and personnel that could be mobilized. Focusing on his core at this time, Fakiyu, who showed greater potential, was attracted by him without reservation. Under the name of Fakiyu.

"Right away, all this group of rubbish will be replaced soon, and each one will be replaced by a more powerful, smart, and irreplaceable deep diver elder. The purity of the bloodline must reach more than 95%! No! No! Ninety-six, ninety-eight! Hahahaha!

Laval glanced around with his lowered eyebrows, looking at the gill people elders who were even more depressed and frightened than him, and he instantly thought of their usual anger.

"Hmph, I'll just let you be happy for a while. Soon, I'm afraid this one will take action before me even without me taking the initiative!"

After a period of turmoil, Laval quietly calmed down his emotions again. As the pressure from the sky disappeared, these elders finally raised their heads, patted their robes, and calmed down their emotions. They all stared closely at Fakiyu, who was rising and falling on the stone table.

The waves surrounding Fakeyu are changing, rolling left and right, as if a pair of big hands are holding it tightly, constantly turning it over and over to check.

The waves sparkle,

Some brilliance flashed in the deeper and darker waves, which were scales. There were bits of dark green in the pitch black. They were sometimes magnified and sometimes distorted by the refraction of the waves, and no actual effect could be seen at all.

"Father God!", the chief of ceremonies lowered his voice and murmured involuntarily, and then the palm of Fakeyu's hand that was originally tumbling fiercely hit the stone table, a loud noise appeared, and a Huge eyes then appeared in the darkness of the wave. The eyes were as big as a truck and were completely out of proportion to the scaly arms seen before.

However, at this moment, everyone's focus was not here. The master of ceremonies who had just made a sound suddenly took a few steps forward.

He looked at the huge eyes with his half-raised head, and began to mutter something in his mouth,

"Ah, well, fufu"

There was no readable message at all, but then the chief of ceremonies raised the ceremonial knife that had been used to separate the gill people, raised it high to meet the eyes of the Father God, and inserted it into his chest fiercely. .

Tear!

The ceremonial leader pulled his palm down fiercely, across his body, and completely separated his half human form from the deep diver's appearance.

Blood splattered and began to flow around the master of ceremonies' body.

"Gurgle gurgle."

Looking at Fakuyu on the stone table, he saw this scene at this moment. In his sight, the master of ceremonies seemed to be surrounded by the sea water. In the waves of excitement, the blood was completely swallowed by the sea, leaving only a dry skin.

"Hahahaha! Who is it?! Who is it?! It's so interesting, so good! Go on! Kill him quickly, I want to continue playing!"

Arrogant? Don't know why?

It's impossible to use normal words to describe Fakuyu's heart. He can't think with his own mind at this time. Being played with by this force in his hands, he completely lost his resistance, and even the Youge in his heart didn't have any feedback or thoughts.

Of course, all this would not last long.

When the truck-like eyes returned to the darkness, Fakyu's play continued. At this moment, the waves flew up from under his body in an arc shape, hitting Fakyu's chest again in an arc shape, flowing through every part of his body.

Unconsciously,

it seemed that something had quietly penetrated Fakyu's body, and in waves of inexplicable flow, it slowly approached Fakyu's spirit and the area where Youge's deep red matter merged.