It is known that the true God intends to punish the false God, and that the true God is not present.

Calculate the area of ​​psychological trauma suffered by Xiao Cheng, the "tool person".

"Don't look so sad, silly girl. Show your spirit, and you'll be favored by the true God. That's your glory," the female ghost said, offering only half-hearted words of comfort.

Xiao Cheng: "..." Please, I'll give you this honor.

On the altar, the shrine maiden left the shrine, her feet leaving the ground as she floated towards them. As she passed over the villagers, wisps of translucent, milky-white gas slowly entered her body.

The villagers' bodies were instantly drained, and one after another, their shriveled, skin-and-bones corpses collapsed to the ground.

The village chief, leaning on his cane, knelt there, barely managing to stay upright and not collapse completely. He stretched out one hand in the direction the shaman had left, reaching out as if trying to grasp something.

"God...the true God..."

He made a hoarse, dry sound, then his eyes suddenly dimmed, and his arms fell limply to his sides.

He died.

The god he worshipped didn't even glance at him.

As she absorbed more and more power, the priestess's body began to swell, her abdomen bulging high, as if something was about to burst out of her body.

Soon her body swelled to its limit, her skin cracked under the strain, and thick black blood flowed from the cracks, quickly covering her entire body.

Immediately afterwards, with a soft "plop," her abdomen was ripped open, and a huge octopus tentacle emerged from it.

The tentacles, covered in a foul-smelling, transparent slime, twitched tentatively for a moment, and then the second and third tentacles quickly emerged.

The priestess's body was stretched out completely, almost split in two. A look of pain involuntarily appeared on her face. As the tentacles intertwined, her entire body slowly folded up and down, emitting a teeth-grinding sound of bones breaking.

The fourth octopus tentacle emerged.

Giant suction cups clung to the priestess's limbs, the immense suction tearing flesh from bone. By the time all eight tentacles had emerged, the priestess was almost nothing but a skeleton.

"Hehe, I'm so full."

The oppressive sound rang out again, the suction cups were released, and the bones fell to the ground in disarray.

Its remaining abdominal cavity was also completely devoured, and the false god pushed out its three lobster heads and let out a loud burp.

Xiao Cheng: "..." Okay, this is also a kind of three heads and eight arms in a certain sense.

Then the three heads of the false god turned around and moved in front of him almost instantly.

"Oh dear, what are these? Three little ants." It said in a disdainful tone, raising one of its tentacles. "Take another look, they're still little ants, they'll be gone in a snap."

Suddenly, his vision went dark. Xiao Cheng looked up at the massive, sky-covering tentacle hurtling through the air, and thought to himself, "Holy crap, I feel like dying."

"Damn it!" She only had time to dodge to the side before she felt a chill on her side.

The tentacles were almost grazing her, their tips digging deep into the ground with a loud rumbling sound. Large chunks of earth and rocks flew out, and dust filled the air, blurring Xiao Cheng's vision.

When the first attack failed, the false god let out a deep roar, and the remaining seven tentacles came crashing down one after another with great force, clearly determined not to stop until Xiao Cheng was killed.

The female ghost, who had been watching the commotion, suddenly sensed something was wrong. She scooped up the clueless little boy and darted away, shouting as she ran, "Silly girl, I'm leaving this place to you! The true god and I are watching you!"

Xiao Cheng: "..." I thank you for your ancestors for eighteen generations!

She had no time to react, relying entirely on instinct to dodge the first three tentacles. Then, while they were still embedded in the ground and hadn't been pulled out yet, she raised her dagger and stabbed one of them heavily.

However, it didn't penetrate.

The moment the dagger touched the slime on the surface of the tentacle, it began to slip. With one slash, it only managed to slice off a piece as thin as a cicada's wing.

In a restaurant, this is called superb knife skills.

This is called "not penetrating enemy armor".

Xiao Cheng's chance was only this brief moment. If one attack failed, another tentacle swept in and was about to land on her.

Her pupils contracted; there was no way to avoid it, so she could only hold the dagger horizontally to block.

In a flash, the red mark on her wrist suddenly became hot, and then the red rope slowly emerged, spontaneously breaking free from her hand and weaving into a huge shield, floating in front of her.

The tentacles slammed heavily against the shield, producing a deafening thud, and the enormous impact sent Xiao Cheng flying.

The shield was smashed apart, and the red rope fell into Xiao Cheng's hand, dimming for a moment.

The tentacles were also jolted back, and the surfaces that came into contact with the red rope were scalded and curled slightly. The false god seemed to be completely enraged, letting out an increasingly furious roar, and the three lobster heads looked down at Xiao Cheng.

"die!"

As if a divine decree had been issued, Xiao Cheng felt his very soul tremble as each word was spoken.

She wiped the blood from her lips with her finger, gripped the dagger in her hand, and slowly stood up.

The red rope floated in mid-air, vaguely encircling her, trembling slightly, and emitting a very faint dark red fluorescence.

The battle paused briefly for a few seconds, then resumed as if the play button had been pressed again. The false god, entangled with eight tentacles, swiftly swooped down towards Xiao Cheng.

The red rope shot out instantly, extending dozens of times in the blink of an eye, creating countless afterimages, and fell down on the false god like a net covering the sky.

Xiao Cheng then leaped up, repeatedly tumbling between the tentacles, finally finding the spot where he had been burned by the red rope. He decisively raised his dagger high, aimed at that small area without the sticky substance, and chopped down heavily.

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