Starting as the Godslayer, I will execute the gods

"Looking at your performance, it seems that it is really related to devil worship?" Su Miao still had that smiling look on his face, playing with a sharp knife in his hand.

At this time, the fat chef seemed to have thought of something, and recalled what he had just said. His face suddenly turned red, with undisguised anger.

"You are deceiving me! You don't know anything about the relief!"

Su Miao smiled, and the corners of his mouth raised an arc, saying: "Sure enough, there is a problem."

"Tell me, where is that "relief"? " Su Miao stared at the fat chef with his eyes. Although he was smiling, his cold eyes made the fat chef unconsciously a little scared.

The devil worship of the fat chef seemed to be inextricably linked to this "relief". As long as the fat chef was forced to take out the "relief", all questions would be answered.

Although Su Miao was a person who disliked troublesome things, who could refuse dozens of reputation points? He didn't mind taking care of this matter.

He held a sharp knife, which flashed a strange cold light under the blue moonlight.

"I'll ask you this one last time."

He showed a cruel smile, wearing a black windbreaker and a golden pocket watch on his chest.

Half of his body was hidden in the darkness, and the other half was exposed in the moonlight. He was like a demon ready to strike.

"Where is the relief?"

"Sir, I'll get you the relief right away..." His fat was trembling with nervousness, and he looked at the ground, as if he didn't dare to look Su Miao in the eye.

Just when he was surprised at the surprisingly smooth communication with the fat man, he saw that he didn't resist much, and with a hook of his finger, he pried open a piece of wooden floor.

He took out a piece of cloth wrapped in a secret compartment and opened it carefully, and a relief appeared inside.

Su Miao directly threw a reconnaissance spell over, but got the following prompt.

[System prompt: Due to the low level of reconnaissance spell, the item information cannot be queried.]

Unable to query?

Su Miao frowned. The "reconnaissance" skill is provided by the blue equipment "The Third Eye of the Guards". Generally speaking, there is no problem in reconnaissance of items below purple. Maybe this "relief" has exceeded the purple level?

Su Miao couldn't find the reason for the time being. Since reconnaissance can't be used, he can only observe it with the naked eye.

With the help of moonlight, Su Miao saw the relief clearly.

It is a "poor quality" clay relief.

It is about the size of a book, about 30cm long, 20cm wide, and about 2cm thick.

The relief should depict some kind of monster, like the product of a cross between an octopus and a dragon, with an octopus head, a soft head with tentacles.

A body with scales is connected under the neck, and there are bat-like wings on the back...

And in the blank space of the monster's narration, there are unknown languages ​​engraved, like a child's random graffiti and words that he doesn't even recognize. Except for the statue style, which is pretty good, the rest are full of traces of shoddy workmanship.

But the weird thing is that after staring at this thing for a long time, it seems that the soul is sucked into it, which is very weird.

Su Miao frowned, looked away from the relief with difficulty, and said coldly to the fat chef: "What is its function?" "

The fat man said carefully: "Accept the power of the ceremony, and sacrifice the power in the relief to the "great thing". If you open the mechanism of the relief, you may gain some of its power."

"Gain power?" Su Miao asked back.

"Yes, Mr. "Executioner." The fat man was very sincere, and his tone was a little hurried. He nodded and continued:

"The mechanism is at the head of the relief, which will release the sacrificial power that has been absorbed. It should have been dedicated to the "great thing", but now it is completely under your control. "

Su Miao nodded, holding the sharp knife in his right hand, and pressed it with his left hand casually, as if just to confirm whether what the fat man said was true.

Seeing that Su Miao was about to press the mechanism, the fat man secretly breathed a long sigh of relief, a faint smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, and his frightened eyes became a little abnormal.

Suddenly, Su Miao raised his head and looked into the fat man's eyes. His eyes were instantly a little frightened, and his expression immediately became uneasy.

Su Miao smiled and stared into his eyes: "Why do you wrap it with cloth? It can't be touched directly, right?"

He pulled back his hand that was about to press it, and his tone became heavier: "Why do you keep inducing me to press the mechanism? Pressing the mechanism will put me in danger?"

The fat man's face paled a little bit every time Su Miao said a word. In the end, the fat man's face was pale, his lips were purple, and his whole body was shaking with fear.

"No, I didn't!" He cried, as if he had suffered a great grievance: "What I said is true, I can really get some power, but not so much.Already!"

The fat man's attitude was extremely sincere. If Su Miao hadn't seen his strange look, he would have been fooled.

"Pah!"

Su Miao suddenly made a move, quickly pinched the relief with a rag, and threw it accurately on the fat man's belly.

The relief was like a mouse trap, hanging tightly on the belly, and the flesh around the relief was sunken, obviously absorbing flesh and blood!

"This "relief" can actually absorb human flesh and blood, it's really weird." Su Miao commented with a sharp knife.

The fat man was suddenly stunned. He didn't seem to expect that he would be suddenly thrown on his belly and suck his flesh and blood!

"You, you devil, I will tear your face apart and crush your eyeballs! "The fat chef yelled heartbreakingly, cursing with vicious words, his voice was sharp.

The fat chef weighed 250 pounds and had difficulty moving. At this moment, the relief was stuck to his belly.

Su Miao ignored his curse, but admired his newly sharpened knife in the moonlight, sighing: "Such a good knife, it would be a pity not to use it."

"Shua——"

Su Miao suddenly emitted black gas from his body, and his whole body seemed to turn into a translucent black.

He activated the skill of the black windbreaker - "Transform into Shadow". Su Miao's agility attribute was twice that of ordinary people, plus the 20% movement speed bonus provided by the shadow.

This made him look like a real ghost at this moment.

His speed was extremely fast, and the sharp knife was sent out, stabbing into the fat man's heart at a high speed, accurately piercing into the heart.

The sharp knife sank into the flesh, and as he exerted force, terrible blood suddenly oozed out of his chest, and fell to the ground with a clatter.

One drop, two drops...

"Serve the food!"

The fat chef suddenly shouted, and his fat palm slapped over, with a faint sound of breaking through the air.

Su Miao kicked his feet and pulled the sharp knife out of his heart, and activated the "Transform into Shadow" skill again to try to avoid the damage.

He took two steps back and felt his face burning. The shield blocked the remaining damage and did not really hurt him.

Shield value -3

The avoidance was successful, but the timing was not very good, and he was finally rubbed by the fat chef's hand.

This fat chef is not as useless as he seems, he still has some skills.