Chapter 647 Crazy Hill
"Yanan!"
While Qiao and Yanan, who was covered with tentacles, were confronting each other in the air, someone was chanting Yanan's name in a house in Tulun Port.
The ornately furnished halls are wrapped in bloody curtains.
Blood painted hideous runes on the curtain, and on the floor of the hall there was blood that was more than one foot thick and almost solidified. The pungent smell of blood almost turned into substance in the hall, and a shrill roar came faintly in the air.
A black altar stands in the hall. On the altar is a bone gate with a strange shape that is the size of a palm.
The bone door was pushed open for a moment, and a wave of heat was wrapped in a strong scent of sulfur, constantly ejecting from the cracks of the door.
A skinny old man stood in front of the altar with a black bone knife in his hand and smiled: "Yanan...my old friend, Al's waiter...you finally walked on this road."
"What a great sacrifice. As long as I sacrifice you, I will definitely be able to open this door!"
"Everything is ready. During the period when the coalition forces invaded Tulun Port, I have sacrificed tens of thousands of people here... You are the only one who is the only one who is the only one who is the only one who is the only one who is the only one who is the only one who is the only one who is the only one who is the only one who is the only one who is the only one who is the only one who is the only one who is the only one who is the only one who is the only one who is the only one who is the only one who is the only one who is the only one who is the only one who is the only one who is the only one who is the only one who is the only one who is the only one who is the only one who is the only one who is the only one who is the only one who is the only one who is the only one who is the only one who is the only one who is the only one who is the only one who is the only one who is the only one who is the only one who is the only one who is the only one who is the only one who is the only
The old man smiled strangely.
In the hall, a group of men and women wearing black robes and crazy faces were also smiling "hehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehe
The old man gasped and waved the bone knife hard: "Praise the end of everything, Hill, my Lord... Uphold your oracle, we are here... We are going to succeed... and we are going to succeed!"
"Let everything be burned by magma, let those stupid creatures be torn to pieces, and let the stinky smell of sulfur become the deepest nightmare for these ants... Oh, oh, oh, destruction! Praise destruction!"
A group of crazy men and women, believers of Hill Church, once again exhaled hysterical and crazy laughter.
The old man hurriedly stretched out his index finger and put it in front of his lips and whispered a few times: "Oh, oh, don't be proud, don't be proud... How many times we acted in the past are because we were too arrogant, and we are often suddenly destroyed before success."
"This time, we must do things steadily, do things secretly, don't be arrogant, don't be arrogant... Come on, let's take all the steps carefully and check again..."
"First of all, make sure that this is indeed the original body of Yanan who arrived in person."
"Then, soak our final spear in fresh blood... When it works, you must not lose the chain!"
A group of evil Hill believers began to get busy.
They were running around the house like headless flies, chanting secret spells in a divine manner, and holding strange rituals with their hands and feet.
Yanan has launched a full-scale attack on Qiao.
Hundreds of tentacles that lasted for miles brought countless sets of dark lights, like rain of arrows covering Qiao's face.
Joe opened his arms and protected Salian behind him, allowing the tentacles to roar and fall.
His clothes were smashed to pieces, and the black tentacles hit his white flesh hard. Under the white skin as white as silver and as bright as beads, black ripples spread out, turning into black talisman marks shaped like snake scales, emitting dazzling black light.
The sound of "dingding dingding" was endless. Qiao's skin was clearly soft and like a sponge pillow, but the tentacles that were enough to penetrate a mountain fell, splashing countless sparks, making a harsh sound of gold and iron.
Yanan's attack frequency was extremely terrifying, and hundreds of thousands of stabs were covered in the blink of an eye.
Joe's body was so dense that he almost turned into a burning fireman.
The terrifying impact made Qiao's body shake slightly. Under Yanan's tense assassination, Qiao also felt a burst of severe pain in his flesh and blood, and even more terrifying corrosive evil forces continued to invade his body.
The power of darkness turned into a turbulent vortex in the body. Once the corrosive evil power invaded the body, it was swallowed by the increasingly huge dark vortex in Qiao's body, strangled, and eventually crushed into pieces and assimilated with the darkness.
In Qiao's mind, a pair of crimson eyes emitting boundless bright light like the sun. The runes condensed by the crimson divine light sprayed out from both eyes like a tide, blending into the sticky darkness like lacquer water, and constantly blending into Qiao's body.
In Qiao's body, under the appearance of the power of darkness, the crimson divine light is accumulating and burning...
Yanan's hysterical attack, his hatred for Joe, his fighting intention for Joe, his murderous intention for Joe, in short, all negative emotions were poured out through his attack, and then turned into scarlet evil spirits and poured into Joe's body.
No "attack" and "kill" against Crimson cannot damage Crimson!
Because Crimson is ‘killing’ itself, He is ‘war’, He is ‘death’, He is ‘destroy’, He is ‘desperation’, He is ‘despair’… He is the engraver of all negative concepts caused by war and killing, He is ‘destruction’ itself.
Yanan wants to completely "destroy" and "destroy" the concept itself through his hard work...
What a ridiculous and futile act!
The more you attack, the stronger Joe becomes.
The stronger Qiao is, the stronger the aura emitted from his body.
Yanan had already entered a crazy state of "destruction". He had forgotten who he was, the purpose of his visit this time, and what he wanted to do...
Attacking Joe, killing Joe, and completely destroying him has become the only obsession in his mind.
There are even more terrifying existences that go through the void, follow the source of power in Yanan, peek at him, influence him, and make his intelligence completely confused.
The evil power eroded Yanan's body and gradually awakened the hidden seeds of origin in his body.
Yanan's body swelled like dough. From his original form like a person, he gradually turned into a ball of indescribable chaos.
It was like a huge jellyfish that was stuffed into the sewer and rotted, matured for decades. After being infected by countless filthy things, it eventually turned into a dirty, twisted, evil strange existence.
Yanan's body expanded to about the size of a mile, emitting a pungent scent of at least thousands of chaotic and unpleasant smells... His body was rotting, wriggling, and constantly dripping dark green sewage mucus down...
Thousands of tentacles grew out of his swelling body and whipped them down fiercely with a harsh roar.
The three young bodies of Hydra screamed, extremely excited, and extremely hard to spit out the venom fire and the ice thunder at Yanan...
But these three guys, from the moment they only grew three heads, they knew that they were completely immature children. No matter how hard they worked, the harm they caused to Yanan was minimal.
On the contrary, if you pull a tentacle down, you can beat these three big guys to scream and tears roll around the ground.
Even so, Hydra's ferociousness was increasingly stimulated. The three big guys shook their huge bodies, entangling Yanan like mad dogs. Not only that, with Yanan's continuous attacks, the flesh and blood of the three deep-sea giant monsters they devoured a few days ago was also rapidly digesting.
The three-headed big guys are getting bigger and bigger, and huge sarcoma are growing on their necks.
Through this crazy fight, the three-headed teenage Hydra seemed to grow a new head, and their strength was constantly increasing.
Joe has already tested the power that Yanan has.
After all, it is the power obtained by using rituals to deceive the corrupt spirit. Yanan's power has indeed reached the level of a god, but it is only the weakest among gods.
This kind of power can make Joe feel pain, but if you want to defeat or even kill Joe, it is obviously a bit short of the boss.
Not only that, the wilder Anan's attack, the faster Joe's strength will increase.
"Yanan...you Al..." Qiao shook his head, looking at Yanan who had been completely distorted and alienated at this moment, he lost interest in asking questions. Yanan in this state is no different from a wild beast, what else can you ask?
Joe raised his right hand.
A little golden light lit up in his palm.
The next moment, the terrifying golden flames burned, and a golden sun appeared above Qiao's palm.
Infinite high temperatures and infinite strong light swept across the world. The area of a hundred miles of Tulun Port was illuminated by the golden light. The evil power emitted from Yanan was rapidly shattering, and thousands of tentacles completely collapsed and disintegrated as the golden light came on.
The evil power turned into runes visible to the naked eye, which collapsed rapidly, and turned into the most basic elemental tide, spreading in all directions.
For a time, the tidal concentration of elements around Tulun Port reached an extreme.
In a mansion in Tulum Harbor, the group of Hill believers suddenly emerged. They screamed and worshiped at a black wooden spear floating in the air, constantly reciting evil spells.
A faint light burst out from the black wooden spear, flashing away.
With a "puff", Yanan's swollen rotten body was pierced through a hole as thick as a fist.
The small wound brought extremely tragic damage, terrifying destruction, and the power of annihilation swept across Yanan's body. His body disappeared in large pieces, and his life quickly passed away from his body.
Qiao exclaimed and turned around and looked towards the direction of Tulun Port.
Outside the void, the terrifying existence that had been peeping for a long time let out an angry roar... He squirmed with his huge and indescribable body, trying to break the void barrier and invade the void where Tulun Port is located.
However, with the rapid disappearance of life in Asia, the spatial anchors quickly dissipated.
The terrible existence gradually faded away and returned to the unpredictable land again.
In the hall full of plasma, the old man holding a bone knife cheered loudly: "Open it, the gate of the abyss... ancient and great descendants, pick up your weapons and avenge your ancestors...!"
"Come on, come on, come on... destroy this... boring, world that shouldn't exist!"
The palm-sized bone door on the altar sprayed a blazing fire and began to expand rapidly.
With a "boom", the entire mansion was shattered by the bone door. The expanded bone door crushed several nearby mansions, and then quickly spanned two blocks.
Chapter completed!