I, The Creator Of The Evil God!

Someone made a conjecture:

"Is it a fetish that leads to the throne?"

Just like the silver spoon that can open the door of knowledge and comprehend the personality of God in the legend of the original dark sect.

It's just that the original dark sect itself broke it, leaving only a few fragments of the silver spoon. If they can't get them together, they can't verify the authenticity of the legend.

Moreover, although these legendary fetishes have complicated conditions of use, they have magical powers, which is beyond doubt.

So they began to discuss which type of creature can make a person become a god instantly, or obtain eternal life.

When the chat was heated, suddenly someone said quietly:

"After staying in Hangzhou for so many years, don't you find out what's the problem? Even if there is a treasure, it may be hidden in a special latitude or in a place we don't know, and even if you get it, you Do you dare to use it?"

This sentence is like pouring a basin of cold water suddenly, and then the whole atmosphere cools down.

Not to mention whether they can find the fetish, even if they find it, they dare not use it. After all, there are two taboos staring at them. They don't want to suddenly become a twisted monster with arms and legs.

Although several hours had passed, the terrifying shadow was still deeply imprinted in their hearts, turning into a nightmare and lingering forever.

Perhaps this shadow will gradually fade away with time, but it will also become a nightmare in a certain night.

This is a kind of spiritual pollution, even if it doesn't directly affect them, it also brings great fear.

Therefore, they can feel more deeply the power of taboos!

The only fortunate thing is that the king in yellow has no malice towards them, so they will not take the initiative to kill them.

What's more, not all fetishes are good things. Some special existences will deliberately make some evil items to disguise as fetishes. The price for gaining power and eternal life is to twist them into monsters and become the other party's dependents.

The topic suddenly turned cold, and the speaker also felt a little embarrassed, so he quickly changed the topic:

"But there is also a connection between the existence of these two taboos?"

"This possibility cannot be ruled out!"

"Are they here to meet?"

"Or is it to seek revenge?"

The heart of gossip is burning!

The two taboo beings come together, obviously there is some connection, are they friends from the old era, or are they discussing how to change this era?

The already cold atmosphere was ignited by a fire, gossip is indeed the driving force of human beings!

They even talked about the news submitted by Captain Chen Hao. It seems that there is an inheritor of the king in yellow staying in Hangzhou.

"It would be great if he could be pulled into the special department!"

This information caught many people's eyes. If he could win over this person, wouldn't he have a closer relationship with the taboo?

Even if it's not to win over, it's not bad to maintain an intimate relationship. If you can accept the teaching of the existence of taboos, you can at least achieve Huiyue level.

And Chen Hao also mentioned another possibility, but that was too shocking, everyone looked at each other, and tacitly did not continue the chat.

However, although they talked about it, it didn't involve the existence of the two taboo honorable names, and they didn't talk about the topic of status.

After all, this is a strong man's rampage. If you dare to talk nonsense, then you are likely to face a whole set of distortion packages.

The strong cannot be humiliated!

And the existence of taboos cannot be offended!

The rest of the forces also received the news and began to re-analyze the layout of Hangzhou, and some Huiyue class did not dare to set their sights on Hangzhou.

After all, the original dark sect directly sacrificed a bishop, such a big lesson for everyone to take as a warning.

In the secret residence of the original dark sect, a stumbling figure knocked on the door according to the rhythm of a special code!

crunch!

The door opened slowly, and a believer looked out, stunned!

"Bishop! You are alive!"

Standing outside the door was none other than Qi Hao, who had just been defeated. He blew himself up as a phantom distortion in exchange for a chance to escape, and returned to the station with his last breath.

Now his complexion is pale, like a long-dead corpse walking, scarlet and swollen sarcoma began to appear on the original body, several of which have been broken, and arms stretched out.

Although he resolutely blew himself up, the influence brought back by the avatar on the [Thousand-Handed Demon God] was deeply rooted in his soul like a maggot attached to the bone, slowly affecting his thinking, reducing his sanity, and eroding his soul. his will.

Seeing this scene, the congregation took a few steps back in fear, and said cautiously:

"Bishop, are you all right?"

Qi Hao looks like a demon who just crawled out of hell!

Qi Hao glanced at him coldly. Just as he was about to speak, an arm grew out of his throat, and he could only make a "uh uh uh" sound. The distortion effect continued.

He knew that his time was running out, and if he spent any more time, he would definitely become an irrational monster.

So Qi Hao tore off the arm from his throat, a lot of blood splashed, and even splashed on the faces of the congregation, making him tremble all over, but he didn't dare to move, for fear of being swallowed alive by the bishop in front of him.

Qi Hao didn't have time to punish this guy, with blood continuously overflowing from his mouth, he said at the fastest speed:

"The king in yellow is a taboo existence. You will list the king in yellow as the highest level of danger in the future. If it is not necessary, you are not allowed to conflict with it. Help me tell the Pope that that guy has the characteristic of all beings. Be careful to fight, don't waste the power of the sect to avenge me, everything is based on the plan, everything is based on the purpose of the sect, I am going to serve the God of Darkness, if necessary, you can release me... .”

!!

While speaking, two arms grew out of his body, and they were slowly closed, as if to strangle him to death.

"Damn! Further distortion!"

Qi Hao's face was grim, and he didn't care about continuing to explain his funeral, so he staggered into the deepest room. There was nothing in it, only a huge statue of a key, exuding the power of tranquility.

There is the prayer room of the God of Darkness, with the eternal silent power of the God of Darkness, it must be able to suppress or slow down the speed of distortion!

After rushing into the prayer room, Qi Hao could feel that the speed of the distortion had slowed down, but it still existed and could not be eradicated, but this also made him breathe a sigh of relief.

At least not immediately distorted!

He didn't hate the king in yellow, this time it was mainly because of his own arrogance that caused his failure.

He hated even more because his mistakes would interfere with the sect's plans.

He is not afraid of death, but his death must be worthwhile.

Although the current him has blasted Void 010 Shadow, he still has the strength of Huiyue level. Before he is completely distorted, he can still dedicate his own power to the plan.

The meaning of his existence is for the God of Darkness!

"All for the original darkness!"

With quiet eyes, Qi Hao murmured softly, and began to suppress the distortion in his body wholeheartedly. Pain and tranquility intertwined, it was endless pain and torment.

He has already erased the part of the memory about [Thousand-Handed Demon God] from his mind, but that indescribable figure has been deeply rooted in his soul. fear!

"Ahhhhhh..."

Listening to the painful wailing in the depths, the scalps of the congregation went numb, and they didn't dare to delay at all, and hastily sent the information back to the headquarters in a specially encrypted way.

After doing all this, the congregation breathed a sigh of relief, thankful that they were not punished by this stern bishop, but recalling Qi Hao's appearance just now, his body couldn't help shaking!

It's just a twisted monster!

Is this the power of taboo existence?

He thought in awe in his heart that he suddenly felt a little itchy on his face, and after scratching it with his hands, he felt much better!

Just when he was about to look in a mirror, he suddenly received a summons to inquire about what happened just now.

"Let's wait and see!"

He didn't have time to worry about the itching, so he wiped the blood off his face with his sleeve, and walked quickly to the conference room.

But he didn't notice that when he passed by a glass pillar, red spots appeared on the chin and neck of the reflected figure

PS: For the seventh change, I ask for the first order! I ask for a monthly ticket! I ask for an evaluation ticket! I ask for flowers! Thank you for your support, and I am still writing!