The Old Gods Are Whispering

Time rewinds to ten minutes ago.

With a bang, Gu Jianlin knocked over a table and rolled continuously on the ground until he hit the wall.

He felt that the bones all over his body were falling apart, and his internal organs seemed to be displaced, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

It was just bumped by the deformed body of the clown.

As a seventeen-year-old boy, he endured pain beyond what this age group should have.

This is the lesson of blood, everything depends on oneself.

From now on, he will never pin his hopes on his teammates again.

I thought that the elite action group of the Ether Association should be very powerful, but I didn't expect that after a grand debut at the beginning, they were wiped out without the slightest resistance.

But it can't blame them.

Behind the clown, there seems to be someone else.

Fortunately, Shensi's abilities are very comprehensive. Although there is no output ability at the current stage, there is still battery life.

Gu Jianlin casually held the flower pot beside him, and his five fingers lit up with pale will-o'-the-wisps again!

"Sacrifice!"

The tiger piranha in the flowerpot withered at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the lush vitality was sacrificed to nature.

Gu Jianlin also received the gift of the power of nature, all the wounds and bruises on his body healed, and even the hidden wounds in his body were quietly recovering, like a warm current flowing through his body like bathing in the sun.

There was a shrill sound of breaking through the air, his complexion changed slightly, and he kicked the table over.

In just an instant, a strong and resilient spider web stuck to the table and became a mess.

Then there were spider silk bombs one after another, bursting out with a shrill and sharp sound.

Gu Jianlin quickly got up with the flowerpot in his arms, leaning on the few obstacles in the cafeteria to avoid them.

There wasn't much room for him to move around in the cafeteria, there were cobwebs stuck everywhere.

After the clown completed the spider transformation, his physical fitness has been greatly improved, and he can even climb walls and walk.

If it wasn't for Gu Jianlin's life perception, he would have been killed by a surprise attack in such a dim environment.

"Run, where else can you go?"

The clown's hoarse and cold voice sounded from the ceiling: "Guess what the ascendant will feel when he is dying? You will know, because I will let you experience that fear slowly."

Gu Jianlin raised his head, met a pair of red compound eyes, and said coldly, "There's so much nonsense."

The profile is no longer valid, because this guy has turned into a big spider. Although he still retains the human mind, he has the hunting instinct of arthropods, and his movements cannot be predicted at all.

This is indeed a desperate situation.

The reason for being in a desperate situation is that his teammates are too good.

But now is not the time to blame his teammates, Gu Jianlin must seize the last chance.

The mysterious old man in the grocery store had said it to him.

Nanli Shengmen, Shengmen is on fire.

fire!

Gu Jianlin decided to make a last-ditch effort, turned around and rushed towards the back kitchen of the cafeteria on the second floor!

For a moment, the spider in the form of a clown burst out with amazing jumping power and pounced.

The sharp limbs glowed coldly.

"die!"

Gu Jianlin raised his left hand, his fingertips were stained with blood, and the pale will-o'-the-wisp suddenly ignited!

Hell!

At this time, he was very glad that he had chosen the path of Shensi.

Because the clown's whole body is deformed and hardened, bullets can't penetrate it.

On the contrary, it is a ghost spell, which can ignore all positioning and defense, and cause real damage.

Only a snort was heard.

The clown gushed out thick blood, fell from mid-air, and the fatal blow was deflected.

It happened to pass along the boy's back and landed on his thigh!

Gu Jianlin also paused because of the damage from the ghost spell, staggered up to the second floor, fell to the ground, and slid towards the back kitchen in front.

His left leg was bleeding profusely. The knife-sharp joint tore the arteries in his thigh. The severe pain made his eyes dark. If it wasn't for the surging adrenaline supporting his body, he might lose the battle after suffering this blow. ability.

"Sacrifice!"

With his right hand, he touched Tiger Pilan in his arms again, sacrificing its vitality and receiving the gift of natural power.

The injury to the thigh artery healed quietly.

As for the tiger piranha in his hand, it has also withered and is on the verge of death.

It's completely useless.

High-level priests can extract vitality within a certain range from a distance, sacrifice nature, and give back to themselves.

But he can't do it yet.

Moreover, there is not much spirituality left in his body, so it can no longer be used for healing, it is better to use a few ghost spells.

There was a rustling sound from behind, some kind of insect crawling.

The clown got up again and said with a sinister smile, "You have entered a dead end by yourself, stupid."

The humanoid monster walked on eight spider legs and approached slowly, holding a pitch-black bell in its hand.

The back kitchen of the canteen has a lot of space, and most of them are places for storing ingredients, which is indeed a dead end.

Gu Jianlin ignored him at all, stepped back silently, and then glanced at the corner.

It was a small LPG gas tank.

Draw the gun, load it, take the last alchemy bullet, aim!

He didn't know how much gas was left in the gas tank.

But at least it hasn't been changed for a while, and the explosive power should not blow him to death.

Pull the trigger, and the special alchemy bullet turns into a ray of flame and gallops out of the muzzle, hitting the target!

At that moment, the clown turned his head and glanced at the corner, and the huge flame suddenly engulfed him!

boom!

The violent explosion engulfed the clown, and the flames rolled along with the shock wave, smashing down the wall like a shattered wall.

Gu Jianlin braced himself up at the last moment, turned over and hid in the locker, only to feel that the locker was shaking violently, and it was directly overturned on the ground, rolling violently on the ground, spinning around.

After a while, he kicked open the door of the locker and stood up slowly.

Thick smoke was billowing, and the fire was burning in the ruins, which was very dazzling.

However, in the dazzling firelight, there was a burning figure standing there, sneering coldly.

clown!

At that moment, Gu Jianlin's heart sank slightly, the gas explosion didn't even work!

The old man's fortune-telling seemed to be wrong.

The clown burst out with terrifying jumping power, and jumped forward, like a monster who chooses to eat people!

The stern cold light cut his face like a knife, Gu Jianlin couldn't dodge this time, he was pierced through the lower abdomen!

Blood spewed out, and the severe pain seemed to penetrate the soul.

The clown's hideous, severely deformed face was close at hand, and his red compound eyes looked like demons.

"I am very satisfied with the way you struggled at the end."

He grinned and showed an exaggerated smile, his mouth was extremely fishy: "Come, taste the fear."

Gu Jianlin looked at him coldly, his pupils seemed to be frozen.

At some point, a pitch-black bell had already hovered above his head.

Armed with mythology, requiem bell.

--liberation!

boom!

At that moment, Gu Jianlin heard the roar of an ancient bell, which almost shattered his soul!

He seemed to be in an endless vortex, with waves of sound rolling in, the soul on the verge of being broken was almost swallowed, the remaining consciousness gradually fell into darkness, and the world was dead silent.

The pitch-black bell released a black halo, as if trying to pull the young man's soul out of his body.

At that moment, the black unicorn in the depths of consciousness opened its golden vertical pupils again, angry and majestic.

Roar!

With a roar that resounded through the soul, Gu Jianlin regained consciousness.

It turns out that the last mythical weapon is also aimed at the spirit.

The black unicorn can also help him to be immune!

etc!

That is, the clarity of consciousness at this moment made him figure out one thing.

That's not what the old man reminded him of.

In the extraordinary world, of course it would not be ordinary fire.

Gu Jianlin remembered the stone slab he saw in the grocery store at that time. At that time, he wrote a strange picture in profile. The pale young man in sacrificial clothes ignited the will-o'-the-wisp with his hands, pressing against the monster's head firmly.

Both sides burn together!

As if seeing the light through the clouds and mist, Gu Jianlin suddenly realized that there is only one kind of fire in him!

The Fire of the God Sacrifice!

In just a split second, Gu Jianlin's hands ignited pale will-o'-the-wisps, and he directly pressed down on the opponent's head!

"Sacrifice!"

boom!

The clown let out a shrill scream, and his vitality evaporated like oil on a hot pan, sacrificing nature.

Chaos' vitality returned to the young man.

The world seemed to have fallen into silence, when this vitality that did not belong to him poured into his body.

The black unicorn seemed to be stimulated by some kind of stimulation.

In the depths of his consciousness, the evil boy in white sacrificial attire fell into a deep sleep.

Instead, it was the black unicorn who woke up from deep sleep.

The two sides seemed to switch positions.

The dominance was also exchanged.

With a click, Gu Jianlin heard the sound of bones breaking in his body.

Blood flowed from his head, and the black horns protruded from his body, noble and ferocious.

Fine drops of blood oozed from his body, his fair skin was pierced, and black dragon scales spread all over his body.

The fangs glowed coldly and pierced the lips.

The dim eyes suddenly lit up, replaced by golden vertical pupils, ancient and majestic.

The dry body was propped up by the majestic force.

A depleted spirit, ignited by berserk rage.

At this moment, Gu Jianlin just wanted to roar to the sky and release the power gushing out of his body.

He seemed to hear the roar of the world collapsing from the ancient wilderness, narrating the lost epic.

Ambiguous, far away, majestic, stalwart.

It seems that the vast and boundless universe is echoing with the sound of silence.

The clown smelled the breath of fear, which came from the superior, the supreme, the coercion of the ancient gods.

He was terrified, and suddenly felt that he had changed from a hunter to a prey.

The original prey has become an ultimate predator.

In the darkness, Gu Jianlin's golden pupils were burning.

The majestic and indifferent eyes seemed to be overlooking an ant.

Great panic exploded in the clown's mind, he screamed and swung his huge steel limbs, cutting them down like a sickle!

The shrill sound of piercing the air rushed towards his face, but Gu Jianlin just raised his eyes, and easily raised his hand to block it!

clang!

The sharp jointed limbs chopped on the back of the dragon-scaled hand, and blazing sparks shot out.

The gap in physical strength has been completely reversed.

"Is that all?"

Feeling the strength in his body, Gu Jianlin held this jointed limb with his backhand and pulled it casually!

The clown suddenly let out a mournful wail, and severe pain pierced through the depths of his soul, because his steel limbs were torn off abruptly, as fragile as a chopstick that was snapped off.

In the darkness, only a pair of golden pupils were burning, as dazzling as the sun.

Gu Jianlin stretched out his hand to hold the opponent's other jointed limb, his rock-solid palm suddenly exerted force, and there was a cracking sound.

"Thank you."

Before the clown had time to scream out, another jointed limb was roughly torn off, and blood spurted out wildly.

With a bang, he was smashed to the ground by another force.

"Let me awaken this power."

Gu Jianlin grabbed his neck and slammed it against the wall like throwing garbage, making a loud noise.

The gravel rolled down, most of the clown's distorted head collapsed, and thick blood flowed out from the seven orifices, as if even the soul was shattered!

Gu Jianlin stepped on his head and looked down condescendingly, his golden vertical pupils seemed to burn:

"Now it's time for you to taste the fear."

At this moment, he finally returned to the state when he traveled to the Qilin Immortal Palace.

Unicorns, scales, fangs, golden pupils.

This is the posture of the unicorn.

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At night, the grocery store opens for business again, and sandalwood incense rises.

The old man was still sitting in the wheelchair, fiddling with the six copper coins in his hand, the cold moonlight reflected on his side face, like a mottled ancient painting.

"teacher."

Jing Ji was still in a suit and leather shoes, looked into the distance, and said with a smile, "You lost the bet again."

The old man was silent for a moment, with a smile on his lips, he took out ten red banknotes from his pocket and put them on the table.

Jing Ci said with a smile: "The world generally believes that a fallen person is a manifestation of spiritual pollution."

"In the dark Middle Ages, I don't know how many fallen people were dubbed dark wizards and executed on the stake."

He paused: "But they don't know that the so-called depravity also hides an opportunity for evolution. If someone can control the polluted spirit with a strong spiritual will, the first evolution will be comparable to a god servant. These days come Among so many young people, he is the only one who has seen through the content on the clay tablet, proving that he can evolve."

"Look at his talent, give him a chance to ascend to the sky, and see if he can seize it."

The old man smiled faintly and looked up at the bright moon in the night sky.

"However, I'm not satisfied with becoming a god..."