The altar used to summon the God of Slaughter began to collapse.

Amid the crashing sound of the altar shattering, Luan Shan's gaze went from dull to clear.

However, the vines growing from his chest began to grow rapidly, spreading from his heart to the blood vessels throughout his body.

He saw Meng Yi, and a flash of joy appeared in his eyes, followed by deep pain and self-blame.

"What have I done?" he muttered to himself, his voice weak and feeble.

"God of Justice, I am guilty! I am guilty!"

Meng Yi came back to his senses, without thinking too much, he looked at the nearby Luanshan Mountain and said anxiously:

"Pray for salvation! Quick!"

There was deep pain in Luan Shan's eyes, and it seemed that he didn't hear Meng Yi's words at all.

"Listen to me, believe in salvation, and you will be saved!"

Meng Yi looked at the other person's body which had half melted in a pool of blood. As the altar collapsed, the other person's back revealed white bones and... internal organs hanging in the air.

If the roots of the vine were not connected to the internal organs, they would have fallen apart.

Meng Yi's tone was particularly sincere. He shook the other person's hand and said, "Trust me!"

Luan Shan's pupils moved slightly, "I believe... it's true... I'm so tired... Meng Yi, life is so tiring, too tiring..."

Meng Yi could not feel any warmth from his palm.

In Luan Shan's eyes, there was no trace of attachment to this world. He was really tired... and felt very guilty...

And... a deep disgust. He hated this world. There was nothing in this world worth lingering in.

In this world, he only felt endless pain and malice.

He also loathed himself.

"Tell me, who asked you to do this?"

Meng Yi stared at Luan Shan blankly and asked in a vague tone.

He didn't believe that the other party would take the initiative to do such a thing!

"I don't know... I don't know why I left the city... why I picked up a seed and put it in my chest, and I don't know why I came to Jing'an City..."

Luan Shan's speech gradually became difficult. He tightened his hands slightly and said, "I don't know anything..."

As the roots of the plant in his chest continued to expand throughout his body, his pupils began to slowly dilate and his eyes gradually became unfocused.

A strange expression suddenly appeared on his face, "Ah... Dad... Mom~"

The ending tone of this sentence had a strange upward sound, like a balloon that had been punctured and was leaking air. It had a sharp and indescribable funny feeling.

The roots of the plant pierced his lungs at the last moment.

Meng Yi was silent for a few breaths, then reached out and gently closed his eyes.

He thought about it and threw out a ball of fire. In this world... it would be painful to keep the corpse.

Might as well turn into ashes...

Boom!

Scarlet mist suddenly erupted.

After the inside of the body collapsed, the blood-controlled body that was stuck in a stalemate with the scarlet mist suddenly rose up!

The blood light that shot up into the sky was endless. It fiercely broke through the strange formation above Jing'an City, the order network, the green canopy, and... the anxious alienated city that kept struggling with Zhong Qing, trying to break through the blockade.

The scarlet mist, concealed by the blood, suddenly shrank back and was not revealed to the public.

Zhong Qing let out a deafening cry, terrified. "What's going on? Where's the God of Slaughter? The God of Slaughter..."

Above Jing'an City, the thousands of branches that had just been working hard and attacking suddenly stopped all movements.

She could no longer sense any aura from the God of Slaughter. That crazy and violent aura that belonged only to the evil god should have been as scorching as the sun to a high-level divine being like her!

But it suddenly disappeared!

Where did the will of the God of Slaughter go?

This is...the will of "God"!

Even if the other party is an evil god, far inferior to the righteous god, he is still a "god".

The essence of this will is stronger than that of any divine being!

But He did not retreat helplessly after the altar was destroyed, nor did He return in anger after being supported by the power of the enemy.

Otherwise, given the Heretic God's personality, he would definitely make some unusual noises before his death, such as frantic destruction, complete frenzy, furious roars, etc.

The will of the God of Slaughter cannot be eliminated suddenly!

moment!

It was so fast that He didn't even have time to cry out in pain!

Are you kidding me? What is there in Jing'an City?

Zhong Qing felt a chill in his heart for a moment.

Her panicked voice reached the ears of the upper-level self-propelled traveler in the north of the city, and he simply replied with one word: "Run!"

She no longer tried to attack Yu Xuan, but took advantage of the large hole opened by the continuous blood and suddenly extended her branches into Jing'an City.

The long and thick branches wrapped around the high-level self-walker who had quickly abandoned the huge plant community after hearing the words. Although his core body was still not huge, his breath became weak, and he slowly withdrew.

Zhong Qing was scared!

The attack just now, no, it was not an attack, it was more like a body condensed from blood essence being thrown away.