Terrible And Weird Sudden Death, What Does It Have To Do With Me

Feels different from everyone.

At this moment, in the eyes of Wang Yifan, the world seems to have completely changed.

A huge, distorted black liquid appeared directly in the void.

It's so huge.

so that it covers the entire sky.

Against the backdrop of purple lightning.

It vibrates constantly.

Morphs into the outlines of various items.

But it is fleeting.

finally.

A dark light appeared.

Endless energy was transferred to Wang Yifan's coat.

This blazer is anything but ordinary on earth.

It began to twist and transform, as if it came to life.

A piece of data appeared in front of Wang Yifan.

【Emotional Robe】

Grade: S grade!

Effect: The wearer can transform into any attack/defense form according to his emotions.

(Emotional changes can cause severe wear and tear on the robe, please use it with caution.)

"Emotional robe?"

"Change form?"

Wang Yifan looked at his mystified coat!

He looked at the back of the Nurgle believer in front of him again.

There was a strange light in his eyes.

 …

And at this time.

Clarence, the gut-rotten man running ahead, had ecstatic eyes in his gray pupils.

"It's this! It's this!"

"My Father, your most loyal servant has found what you need most."

I saw Clarence the Intestine bending his fat waist.

Stretching out the rotten palm, trying to grasp the schoolbag on the ground into the palm of his hand.

And at this moment.

suddenly.

He suddenly felt that the air around him was condensing.

An inexplicable breath enveloped him.

The space in front of him began to distort and deform.

He can even see.

There seemed to be cracks in the space in front of him.

the whole square.

About to collapse.

Clarence the Intestine frowned, as if realizing something was wrong.

He subconsciously turned around.

look behind.

Just tens of meters behind him.

A tiny human being was slowly walking towards him.

Normally, Clarence the Intestine Rot would trample him to death like a bedbug with just one kick.

And now.

He felt extremely incredible.

As a follower of Nurgle, he is very sensitive to human emotions.

at this time!

in his eyes.

The person in front of him is not a simple human being at all.

He is more like a mass of burning anger!

A group of deformed bodies wrapped in emotions!

Angry element?

"Who are you?"

Clarence the Intestine made an eerie sound.

And at the moment he asked the question, the group of 'anger' also let out a murmur.

"bed bugs!"

"Take your hand!"

"Get off my bag!"

Accompanied by this sentence.

It was like a huge tide suddenly rising on the calm Black Sea.

A black sickle.

Suddenly appeared from the void, from those tiny space-time cracks.

"Buzz!"

The curved blade is like a frightened bird.

Instantly cut through the void.

"woo woo woo woo!"

"Hiss hiss!"

On the Tianqi Square, the sound of the howling of all things suddenly came to mind.

That is the despair in the face of death.

Facing the trembling of the end.

All the supernatural beings were struck by lightning in an instant.

Everyone subconsciously covered their ears and fell to the ground helplessly.

The extraordinary elements in their bodies are escaping!

Trembling!

begging!

This is the power of fel energy that they cannot resist at all.

That anger!

Above the sky!

Yang Shibiao opened his mouth wide and looked at Wang Yifan in disbelief.

At this time, it was the first time he saw the 'evil god' showing its power!

Where did this terrible scythe come from?

how long it is!

One hundred meters, or two hundred meters!

How could there be such a huge weapon in this world.

The sickle had already disappeared after a glimpse.

Just on the Apocalypse Square.

A crack that was a kilometer long was left behind.

The surface of the crack was extremely smooth, but it was bottomless.

As for the worshipers of Nurgle at the center of the rift.

at this time!

Now it's like a cut lamb.

Cut in half.

"Ah ah ah ah ah!"

"It hurts! It hurts!"

"Father! Father, help!"

The disciple of Nurgle wailed in pain, and the half of his mutilated arm kept swinging, trying to push his internal organs back into his stomach.

But!

Useless!

Fragmentation!

His body is like a collapsed snow mountain.

is constantly shattering.

No matter how much he wailed, it was useless.

And beside the dead body he threw.

Yang Shibiao saw that Lord Cthulhu ignored the wailing of Nurgle's disciples and walked to his backpack as if walking.

Wang Yifan carefully opened his backpack.

Mobile phone, textbooks, pencil case.

Everything is there.

Then, tremblingly, he picked up the phone.

He pressed the phone number that he rarely dialed.

It turned out that he always disliked his mother's nagging and never took the initiative to call her.

And then times.

He dreamed of making this call.

"Come on! Please!"

"God, Buddha, please! Let this call go through!"

He hadn't noticed it at all.

above the sky behind him.

The dark cloud twisted again, as if time and space were broken.

The dark clouds in the sky began to gather.

A huge, ugly face slowly took shape.

"That is!!!!"

"The will of the evil god! In the world of Warhammer, Nurgle, the head of the four evil gods!"

"Is he coming?"

Yang Shibiao's body was trembling. He never dreamed that the evil god of Nurgle, who resounded through the multiverse, would come to his own plane.

Although it is only His will.

But its divine power is enough to destroy the entire world.

In the sky, the will of Nurgle made up of dark clouds glanced at the corpses of believers on the ground.

Then slowly opened his mouth.

"Who...who dares to slaughter my believers!"

"Who is it! Make him suffer so much!"

at this time.

Suddenly, on the square.

There was an eerie laugh.

"Hahahaha, hee hee hee!"

"Hey hey, there is no signal."

"I knew there would be no signal."

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo"

"I can't go back, hahahahaha."

Accompanied by this hair-raising howl that was both crying and laughing.

All to see.

The coat on Wang Yifan began to change.

One pair, two pairs, three pairs.

Twelve pairs of rotten, dark black wings appeared slowly.

They tremble slightly.

Like a butterfly, he stretched his muscles wantonly.

Endless dark breath overflowed from the void.

A great dark force.

Absorb the light of the whole world.

It seemed that all hope was lost.

Then, the wings drooped slowly again.

Slowly wrap Wang Yifan's whole body.

That felt like it was.

Wanting to live with him upstairs is like comforting him.

Darkness fell.

Everyone felt that they seemed to have entered an enchantment that could never be escaped.

At this moment, Yang Shibiao suddenly noticed.

It was still above the sky just now, showing the incomparable will of Nurgle.

Suddenly, he was stunned as if he had been immobilized.

He seemed to swallow a mouthful of saliva.

Then, slowly back away cautiously.

It seemed that he was afraid of disturbing the howling human being on the ground.

one second.

two seconds.

three seconds.

In the sky, the dark clouds dispersed.

Will of Nurgle!

It seems like it never happened.

Yang Shibiao was dumbfounded.

"Will of Nurgle...frightened away?"

"The head of the four evil gods..."

"Are you actually afraid?"

His body trembled in horror.

Then he looked towards the square in disbelief.

That solitary figure of despair.

"He! Who the hell?"

"Is he just an evil god?"

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