Weird Decomposition Guide

When they heard that the nobleman was going to demonstrate the ceremony process in front of them, everyone became excited.

In the past three and a half years, they have lived by the festival.

Now that I have the opportunity to see the ceremony with my own eyes, I am naturally very excited, and the dead relatives and lost hair are no longer so sad.

Gasim looked at the circle of corpses all around, and all the corpses fell in front of him with a wave.

"Before these corpses died, although they were of the wrong age and did not experience extreme pain, there were enough of them to support a celebration."

He raised his hand, and dozens of slender tree roots protruded from the ground. These roots inserted into the corpse, and countless big mouths appeared on it, and began to frantically devour the flesh and blood of the dead.

Soon all the corpses were devoured.

From the big tree in the center of the inner city, there was an obvious belching sound, and then faint light spots scattered on the tree, and these light spots fell in the city.

Delicious food began to appear on the tables and chairs on the street.

Some statues and streamers also appear out of thin air.

Gasim bowed to everyone in Songyang City, and said with a smile: "The above is the whole process of the ceremony. If you have any doubts, you can ask me."

Everyone in Songyang City was speechless. They were not fools. After this demonstration, everyone understood what they were eating during the past three years.

I also understood the fate of those young people who were sent to the inner city by them.

Mrs. Xue asked tremblingly: "Could it be that in the past three years, all the food we ate were... those children?"

After she asked these words, tears flowed down her cheeks. Countless people were crying, and some of them went crazy.

All along, they thought that they survived by relying on the gift of the nobleman.

But today, Gasim revealed the cruel truth in front of them.

Gasim shook his head: "You are wrong."

His words gave the citizens of Songyang a glimmer of hope again.

They want Gasim to give another answer, even if the answer is deceiving them, they can accept it.

Gasim laughed grimly: "It was the golden sacred tree that ate those people, and what you ate was the residue left after the divine tree was digested!"

As soon as the words were spoken, some people retched, but because they were too hungry, they couldn't vomit anything.

"Are you afraid of me, do you hate me, do you want to kill me, hahaha."

His expression is extremely exaggerated, it is no longer an expression that humans can make.

After the citizens of Songyang were provoked to the extreme, Gasim suddenly opened his arms.

"Those who want to kill me, just come here, I will not fight back."

"But think about it, the duration of the festival is limited, and once I die, all the food will disappear immediately."

"How do you choose, I am very curious."

Fat giants stood on the walls of the inner city, watching this scene with strange smiles. This kind of struggle of human nature was their favorite opera.

Especially after the struggle, but finally fell into the dark scene, it makes them like it to the extreme.

Someone couldn't help it on the spot and rushed towards Gasim.

Now they don't care about their lives anymore, they just want revenge on Gasim.

But these people were quickly held down by the people around them, and some even hit a brick, and fell to the ground with their heads bleeding.

All the people backed away slowly, and came to the long tables where the food was placed, and began to eat the food in front of them like crazy.

They hated Gasim, and they hated themselves.

But they couldn't refuse the delicacies at the festival, every cell in their bodies was telling them to eat, otherwise they would starve to death.

"That's great, it's so beautiful, it really is developing towards this way."

"Humans, you are really interesting."

Gasim folded his arms, covered his belly and laughed wildly, and the other nobles also laughed wildly.

On one side are fat nobles in the luxurious inner city, laughing wildly.

On the other side are the citizens of Songyang who are weeping and stuffing food into their mouths in the dilapidated streets and alleys.

The two sides with sharp contrast constitute a picture with a strong sense of impact.

Pooh!

Gasim's laughter stopped abruptly, and a bloody long sword fell from the sky, piercing his big mouth that was laughing wildly.

He Shan was wrapped in leaves, strolling from the end of the street, his eyes were full of serious murderous intent.

"They dare not, nor do they want to kill you."

"But I can!"

Gasim, who had a long sword inserted into his mouth, hooked his mouth. He pulled the long sword out of his mouth and threw it aside.

Then his wound twisted for a while, and the wound caused by the long sword disappeared suddenly, as if he had never been injured.

"You're finally here, outsider."

"I'll give you a chance to be my dog!"

All the leaves suddenly turned into long swords, He Shan sneered: "You are really kind, but I won't give you a chance."

Gasim laughed strangely: "Since you insist on fighting, then fight with my dog."

He loosened the chain in his hand, and a man's figure rushed towards He Shan on all fours.

The man's speed was astonishingly fast, he pierced through the blockade of He Shan's long sword, knocked He Shan into the air, and smashed into the building.

"So fast, is it a speed type?"

He Shan flew out of the collapsed building without a hair on his body, but with this level of attack, there was no way to break through the defense of Sky Wings.

A man was lying on the ground, looking at He Shan ferociously, drooling.

He Shan frowned, staring at the person below him.

Although his clothes were ragged, his body was full of blood and wounds, and his face was like a ghost, but from He Shan's perception, this guy was a person, and he was also a fifth-level trickster.

High-level tricksters are generally stronger than monsters of the same level.

Some of the outstanding ones, such as Xiao Pujie, or Le Qingyi and others, it is also possible to leapfrog the battle.

Therefore, the man in front of him must not be treated as an ordinary fifth-order enemy.

He Shan frowned: "You are very strong, but I don't want to fight with you."

"And with your strength, you don't have to sacrifice your life for Yao Yi."

But the man below couldn't hear He Shan's words at all, and he jumped up instantly like a big frog with all his limbs at the same time.

He Shan raised his long sword and chopped it off.

The huge sword energy directly smashed the man into the ground more than one meter deep.

"Even the basic sense is gone... As a fifth-level trickster, it's really sad to get mixed up to this point."

He Shan's eyes turned sharp. Since he couldn't communicate with this guy, there was no need to communicate any more.

Standing in front of He Shan is He Shan's enemy.

Even tricksters must be beheaded!