Chapter 144 Dead End (Part 2) The comments section guessed it, I haven’t finished writing it (……

【Listen (Ahhhhh) to my (Ahhhh) voice (Ahhhhh)…】

Chu Xiuyan covered his ears: [Ahhhh system you are so noisy!!]

The system was furious: [Just tell me whether it works or not! ]

What can he do? The opponent's consciousness invasion is almost crushing his shield!

[Host, this guy is not right. His consciousness is twisted and broken. Almost in an instant, there are hundreds of chaotic consciousnesses trying to invade! ]

Chu Xiuyan stared at the motionless shadow a few meters away, and in his heart, he howled: [What? What does it mean? ]

The system spoke very quickly: [Can it be simply understood as? I put a protective suit on you, but is it effective? Thousands of ants are biting you, and there will always be one or two that can get through...]

Chu Xiuyan screamed: [Oh no! ! Back off! ]

boom!

He retreated several meters quickly. The ground where he was suddenly shattered and collapsed. Smoke and dust billowed up. The gray fog that was surging around swept across a large area. In the empty area, sand like magma was flowing.

Then came a pair of bare feet moving slowly forward.

The shadow of [Shendu] seemed to have sensed something and was walking step by step into the gray fog, as if strolling in a garden. The blood sand under his feet also followed his movement, undisguisedly expanding its greed, forcibly pushing away the gray fog surging around him. He was clearly an invader, but he was arrogant and ostentatious as if it was his own territory.

Chu Xiuyan felt that he was a little angry, and his bad mood caused the gray fog to tremble wildly.

"Strange, you should be able to hear my voice."

There was a hint of doubt in the shadow's voice.

The system hummed: [Blocked by me. ]

At this time, the shadow had already stepped into the center of the gray fog, with his feet on a road made of blood sand, and behind him was a sand heat wave that was madly devouring the gray fog on both sides, trying to occupy space.

The desert god who calls himself "Shendu" is a man of action who appears to be friendly and gentle on the surface, but does not hide his arrogance and contempt.

Chu Xiuyan's pupils turned scarlet in an instant.

“Ouch—”

Dense fog beasts gathered in the gray fog, forming packs of wild wolves, huge black bears, eagles circling in the sky, and even rats sneaking underground. Countless scarlet beast pupils appeared in an instant, locking onto the phantom coldly, and then pounced on the phantom from all directions, mighty and extremely ferocious.

Chu Xiuyan also clenched his blood blade and mixed into the beast herd, looking for a suitable opportunity to attack the phantom.

However, the shadow that was about to be swallowed by the beasts made of thousands of gray fog still looked thoughtful, completely ignoring the beasts attacking from the surroundings.

"Are the beasts the spirits of the strange beasts from the forest some time ago?"

The phantom raised his hand, and a huge body over three meters tall appeared in front of Him, with his upper body naked, his muscles full and thick, and his skin glowing dark red as if it was burned.

The "person" standing in front of the phantom in a protective posture, holding an axe in his hand, raised the tattered axe and swung it violently in the air when the beasts approached.

The next second, an ear-piercing and sharp sound of breaking through the air was heard, and the scorching airflow along with the wind from the knife destroyed the attacking beasts in an instant with a devastating momentum. The terrifying brute force even forced a gap in the surrounding gray fog.

Chu Xiuyan used the blood blade to block the axe and looked into the eyes of the three-meter-tall protector, clearly seeing a pair of lifeless and empty blue eyes.

He was slightly dazed.

"people."

The shadow looked at Chu Xiuyan's expression with interest, "Aren't high-level psychics more useful than low-level beasts?"

Chu Xiuyan quickly came back to his senses, held down the blue-eyed protector's wrist, and kicked him sideways, kicking him aside. The blood knife in his hand stabbed at the phantom again.

Then, a spear came from the right and decisively and quickly blocked the blood knife that was stabbing at the shadow's eyes, making a sound of air trembling.

That was another "person" that slowly condensed into a shape in the sand, wearing broken armor, and the exposed skin also glowed a strange dark red as if it was burned.

Chu Xiuyan slowly turned his eyes and looked behind the shadow who was laughing silently.

Something was moving in the blood-red sand that was undulating like a living thing breathing, and then one by one? One by one? A dense crowd of "people" stood on the sand, their faces and bodies blurred, their bodies made up of flowing sand?, making a rustling sound.

The system cursed in the gap of blocking the invasion from the other side: [Damn, scumbag, garbage. ]

Chu Xiuyan took a deep breath, and then the gray fog behind him suddenly erupted, rushing towards the phantom and the blood sand behind it like an overwhelming force.

And the next second, the blood sand on the ground condensed into a series of small sandstorms with the same brutal momentum, violently tearing the incoming gray fog apart.

"This is my divine domain, a whole land of blood sand, which is what you call the Land of Death. Although it is here, it is not here. Moreover, judging from the scale and proficiency, I can also crush it."

As soon as he finished speaking, the blood sand rose with even more terrifying momentum, swallowing up the gray fog in an instant like a surging wave, and even passed over Chu Xiuyan in front of him and fell directly on the ground behind him. The rustling sound of sand falling to the ground seemed to be mocking something.

The gray fog now occupied only a small area of space, shrinking pitifully above the boy's head.

The system was a little heartbroken. While resisting the invasion, it comforted him: [It's okay, let's go back and try again. This guy is an adult, and you are still a baby.]

Chu Xiuyan silently gave the phantom a middle finger, not very happy?

The shadow faced the boy's vigilant gaze and took two steps forward. The blood sand under his feet expanded, and his tone was filled with uncontrollable pity.

"Don't worry, you just haven't fully awakened yet. The power hidden in your body is much stronger than mine. You just need to give up some unimportant things. For example, those ants...are they angry again? Really...why are they angry? Don't you also use fog to drive those undead spirits? What's the difference between humans and animals?"

The shadow paused for a moment, raised his head and gently rubbed his eyebrows, "I forgot, you treat yourself as an ant."

Chu Xiuyan was so fierce that he turned into a residual shadow and attacked the phantom. The moment the blade stabbed down, it was gently stopped by a hand.

"There is no divine power in your attack." The shadow looked at the young man in front of him who was trying to attack with his claws and teeth bared, and said patiently and meaningfully: "Whether it is [Time? Space] or [Blood Mist], you have not yet fully awakened. Remember, only God can kill God."

The knife that Chu Xiuyan stabbed suddenly lost its resistance and pierced into the shadow's head effortlessly, but the opponent still stood firmly in place.

"Look, you can't kill me now. How about you wake up a little more?" The phantom said with a smile, and even stretched out a hand and gently pressed it on the boy's shoulder.

Chu Xiuyan blew air through his nose and said expressionlessly, "You really talk a lot of nonsense. You've been talking a lot of nonsense since just now. If this level of verbal cannon convinces the protagonist in a comic, it will be directly regarded as? A plot to lower intelligence? And then be scolded by readers, you are a garbage god."

The system burped in shock.

Shadow: "...Huh? You don't understand? That's impossible. I should be speaking human language."

Chu Xiuyan took advantage of the shadow's moment of thinking and punched him hard in the face, "I'm telling you to stop trying to fool me!"

The phantom laughed in amusement and took a half step back to avoid the incoming fist. "Is that so? Without thinking about other sounds, there is no way to interfere with the soul... I can't say whether it's because of a high mental defense or because he is simply an idiot."

Chu Xiuyan turned his wrist, "You can think of it as a dimensionality reduction attack from the three-dimensional to the two-dimensional."

The shadow didn't understand, nor was he curious. He smiled and spread his hands and said, "Since your thoughts are not disturbed by me, what are you going to do next? You can't kill me now? I don't need to remind you of this a second time, right?"

Chu Xiuyan actually felt that it was quite tricky, but he couldn't lose the momentum: "Isn't this a coincidence? I said I would let you fall into reincarnation again and again. As a god who is high above and overlooking everything, you are forced to be trapped in the cycle of time because of a few ants? It sounds interesting, doesn't it?"

The shadow chuckled, "You dare not. Every reincarnation consumes your humanity. After experiencing the powerful force of playing with time, no matter how reluctant you are, you will become a god."

System Cyber rolled up his sleeves: [Go?! Go back! Let's try a group battle next week! Host, you have many opportunities to try and fail! ]

Chu Xiuyan continued to maintain his momentum and said, "So you want to try it with me?"

The shadow suddenly stopped talking.

He looked at the boy in front of him who seemed to have a plan in mind, and after a brief thought, he seemed to understand something belatedly, "What if?... So that's it?, you are not [Time? Space], so naturally? You don't have to worry? about the influence of divinity brought by the retrospection."

The system seemed to have turned the tables, laughing crazily: [Didn't expect it, back in time? I'm the one who's empty, hahahahahaha! ]

"So you are Blood Mist. Strange, Backtracking and Blood Mist don't have a friendly relationship. I originally thought the gray mist was just a trick?..."

The phantom finished talking to himself, but before he could wait, Chu Xiuyan reacted and fell forward suddenly. Then he felt a sharp pain in his chest, as if his soul was also shaking.

The system blasted sharply: [Pain shield——]

The shadow's speed of attack was too fast. He was communicating gently one second, and stabbed him in the heart the next second? Dirty, without any signs, Chu Xiuyan was even a little confused.

[No, this can't kill me. As long as the blood crystal energy is sufficient, my heart can be reconstructed...] He argued with the system.

"So we can only use the second method?"

The phantom's attitude remained unchanged. He looked at Chu Xiuyan with a smile and said softly, "I'll make a new heart for you. It's dirty, isn't it?"

System: [? ? Damn, you are worthy——Host, let’s go back to the original file!! Host? !]

Chu Xiuyan stared blankly into his eyes, his pupils constricted, his brain seemed to freeze, and for a moment, he was unable to respond to the system's words.

His consciousness seemed to be fading, but his perception was exceptionally clear. There was a force that did not belong to him gathering in his chest, boiling hot, blazing, with all-consuming madness and violence, which made him feel irritated and unhappy instinctively, wanting to tear this foreign force apart.

"I……"

The shadow retracted his hand, and watched with satisfaction as the young man in front of him stumbled two steps. Blood-red sand was slowly flowing out of the hole in his chest, and a heart made of blood-red sand was beating, sometimes fast and sometimes slow, maintaining the other person's life.

He waited quietly.

A few seconds later? He felt too bored, so he raised his hand slightly. A dozen pictures like screens appeared in the air, showing the scenes of the three major urban areas in the kingdom: there was the Hidden Lantern Festival in the lower city where people wearing cloaks gathered, there was the Knights led by the Knower blocking the entrance to the middle city, and there were also banquets where countless nobles were chatting and laughing. In one of the pictures, Zhang Chun seemed to have noticed something and turned around and rushed towards the palace.

"I will kill them all."

The shadow said nonchalantly? Again? As if declaring something: "Humans are lowly, humble, and weak as dust. Even if they reach the level of demigods, they are just slightly larger ants to us. [Blood Mist], all below the gods are ants. Only the gods who control the power of rules are qualified to ride on this train of world evolution."

In front of Him, he lowered his head as if looking at him? The young man on his chest slowly raised his head, and there seemed to be a different scarlet in his eyes.

Then, an equally crazy and twisted aura emerged in front of Him. The blood sand on the boy's chest and heart seemed to be soaked in scarlet blood, and gradually turned into irregular scarlet blood crystals, beating slowly and vigorously like a living thing.

The system is very nervous: [Host...the pollution value is off the charts, are you okay? ]

Chu Xiuyan felt that the system's voice was a little fuzzy, and there was a crackling sound in his ears, as if it was far away and near. He said half a beat late: [It's a very strange feeling. I...]

He raised his hand and found that strange scarlet lines appeared on his exposed skin. The gray mist around his fingertips seemed to be faintly bloody. After looking at it for a few times, he pressed this somewhat unfamiliar hand on his chest, feeling the sometimes fast and sometimes slow beating sound.

The shadow asked with a smile: "How do you feel?"

The boy slowly rolled his eyes and looked at Him without any emotion. After a few seconds, he said, "I heard the beating of my heart."

The shadow chuckled: "Of course? Under the oppression of my divine power, your hidden power will of course awaken to expel the outsiders in order to protect yourself. Now, come with me to destroy this group of ants..."

He raised his hand and waved it, and dozens of images flew to the surrounding air. In just a moment, the sky in the images turned scarlet, reddish-brown dust floated in the air, and rolling heat waves surged. Ordinary civilians in the lower city began to take up arms and fight the guards. The Hidden Lantern Society in the middle city officially fought with the Knights. Countless nobles at the banquet pointed daggers at their own hearts, and countless chaotic riots occurred in this fortress.

The phantom said ostentatiously and arrogantly: "[Blood Mist], welcome to the world of God."

Chu Xiuyan's eyes swept across the chaotic scenes. Countless familiar or unfamiliar faces flashed before his eyes, but failed to leave any impression in his mind.

He shook his head and felt as if there was a sound ringing in his ears, which was a bit annoying.

But there was no other sound in my head, and it seemed that something was missing.

The phantom still stretched out his hand. Chu Xiuyan glanced at the hand and ignored it without any care.

The next second, a voice suddenly appeared.

"It seems that I arrived at the right time."

Before he could finish his words, a loud noise of tearing space suddenly sounded behind him.

A ferocious blood-red sickle fell from the top of the phantom's head, carrying with it a terrifying momentum that could tear everything apart.

The phantom raised his hand to block it casually, but left a deep mark on the sand behind him. The blood-colored sand particles vibrated around the giant knife mark, as if they were afraid of something and were reluctant to merge.

In this blood-red sand, a space crack appeared at some point, and a familiar figure gradually emerged from it.

A head of silver-white hair as bright as moonlight, with blood-red thorns spreading from the hair, and the eyes were still covered by the cloth...

The silver-haired high priest in a scarlet cloak slowly walked out from the crack, with an inexplicable arc on his lips, and stepped into the shadowy divine domain without any hesitation.

He "looked" in the direction of Chu Xiuyan and said, "Yun Yan, do I look familiar to you?"

Chu Xiuyan slowly turned his eyes and looked at the silver-haired visitor. Then he suddenly smiled, and his tone changed from a little cold? A little? to cheerful and cheerful, as if he had regained a familiar feeling.

"A high-level alien from the northwest, the chief priest... I remember you. You should be the one hired by the uncle to deal with the garbage god. Under normal circumstances, I should help you kill the god."

"but……"

He said softly, "What does this have to do with me?"

A few seconds later, the shadow of the Desert God suddenly burst into loud laughter.

The silver-haired chief priest sighed softly, "Does that mean I need to deal with two gods today?"

Chu Xiuyan blinked and gave him a wink.

at the same time? .

At some point, a huge shadow appeared in the sky above the kingdom.

If someone looked up, they might be able to vaguely sense the strangeness of that shadow.

Pitch black, with a cold sheen...

It was a base suspended high in the sky.

——Youdu.