Chapter 307 Slashing
Groups of human figures were lying in the courtyard, black, white, gray, and colorful... and mottled spots of light were scattered among them, staining the picture into an old, broken, and burnt yellow.
Chen Xiao'er lifted her leg, stepped over the threshold, and also stepped into the almost frozen and faded picture frame.
Rustle, rustle.
The believers turned around like bubbles or spores about to spread, showing her their empty eyes.
Those eyes were so lifeless, like black holes that reflected no light at all.
I must be going crazy. Chen Xiao'er thought coldly: Otherwise, why would I feel that their eyes are full of fear?
Layer upon layer of double images appeared before her eyes, and in each layer there were their distorted and broken shadows.
These shadows were cut into abstract paintings by bold black lines, and the characters' eyes and mouths were wide open. They all looked at her in unison, what else could it be but fear?
The believers stood up, and countless real and imaginary triangles appeared in Chen Xiao'er's eyes.
These triangles were of different sizes, and they walked towards her with fear on their faces.
What a terrifying scene.
In the past, just seeing so many adults walking towards her in evil ways would scare her so much that she would immediately lower her head and move aside.
But now, her heart was filled with a peaceful tranquility. It was as if her body had found true peace after her heart and mind were consumed by these bizarre images.
Chen Xiao'er walked towards these brainwashed believers.
They first came forward, then gradually dispersed to the sides, like clumps of slime mold that had been exposed to alcohol, shrinking toward the sides of the petri dish.
She kept moving forward and they kept moving backward until they had no further to go.
Behind the yard is a two-story building with a simple structure and a narrow area. We can definitely find the person we want if we go in and search for him.
As Chen Xiao'er was about to walk into the open door, the believers, who had nowhere to retreat, finally stopped. They squeezed forward one by one, blocking the way to the door with their bodies.
"Get out of my way." Chen Xiao'er's eyes widened. She could no longer see Ling beside her, so she just reached out to push the person in front of her.
They refused to move aside.
Her brain took a few seconds to understand, but her hands were struggling to push away the bad guys blocking the road.
What should I do?
Xiaotong is inside.
The question got the answer it deserved, and all the constraints in my mind exploded.
Stick, knife, boiling water...anything is fine?
Chen Xiao'e felt calm, more so than she had ever been before. Of course, with all the issues going on in her head, some memory loss was normal.
What just happened? My brain seemed to black out for a moment, maybe just a few tens of seconds or minutes?
Chen Xiao'er raised her eyelashes, and for some reason a long hollow steel pipe appeared in her hand.
This steel pipe feels so good to wield. Maybe I took it off a broom? Chen Xiao'er didn't bother to think about it and just held it high.
Bang.
The first black shadow fell, but the second one rushed over.
Are these people liquid?
She swung it down calmly, and bang!
The second black shadow fell, but the third, fourth, and fifth emerged.
"...Help me!" Chen Xiao'er shouted hoarsely.
A stream of azure light penetrated the crowd, and the wind brought by Zero brushed against her heavy hair, easily pushing away the people blocking her way.
One, two... countless people gathered and dispersed in front of them.
How on earth did Zero do that? No, how long has it been now?
The world in Chen Xiao'er's eyes was shaking violently. She bit her lip and ran inside, stepping directly on the believers who had fallen to the ground.
Snap, snap.
White flashes swayed in the black fog, trampling the enemies one by one.
Xinnaya held her breath at the girl's back, and in her eyes, Chen Xiao'er was transforming into light.
Humans are made of cells, and those cells stack up into layer upon layer of nerves and flesh.
Such structures are rough and ugly in the eyes of abyssal creatures. To make an analogy, it is like how humans view shriveled loofahs and honeycombs.
It's okay if you're far away, but looking closely at the stacked figures is really uncomfortable.
In the past, Chen Xiao'er also had a very human body, which was incompatible with an energy creature like the Devil Hunter.
Sinaya occasionally despised her own twisted habits.
But now it's different.
Chen Xiao'er's body is undergoing a series of positive changes, which are essential changes occurring at the cellular level.
Even the human eye could see that her body had become somewhat transparent, with fleeting shock waves appearing from time to time, and even emitting a pure white light under the sunlight.
The core of the abyssal creatures trembled even more. Would Chen Xiao'er evolve into an energy creature? Or—or—a greater, more beautiful being?
So beautiful.
She held her breath in the distorted light.
The girl's hair did not flutter, but her energy-like body swayed gently in the waves.
There was no one around her—no, there was also the azure apostle.
Electric energy flashed around the apostle, completely shattering the unpleasant anomalies around him, like large patches of dye on a painting, spreading out into a gorgeous ocean current.
Sinaya couldn't help but take a step forward. She wanted to follow them into the molten light and become a part of the endless beauty.
Snap, snap, snap.
Her footsteps were particularly harsh in the mud. Chen Xiao'e turned around and said expressionlessly, "Xinaya, go around outside first and lock all the doors. Don't let anyone inside escape."
"OK."
At this moment, the devil didn't even have the slightest emotion of resistance, and willingly turned around and walked towards the gate.
Chen Xiao'er and Ling walked into the room together.
Her vision was distorted, but she could still see part of the scene clearly. The small building was surrounded by high walls and there was only one door for entry and exit.
The believers in the courtyard stopped praying. She walked quickly through the fainted shadows and stepped into another scene.
As soon as she entered the door, she heard the crisp sound of beeping, followed by a foul smell that hit her face.
The room was filled with smoke, and the burning incense was not the incense sticks she remembered offering to gods.
There was no long table or incense burner in the middle, only a high platform made of stone slabs, on top of which was a black metal box similar to a closed shrine.
Gray-black mist emerged from the box.
The thick fog was as heavy as the box. It did not float upwards, but hung down from the platform in a dark mass, forming black smoke rings at their feet.
Chen Xiao'er frowned and wanted to walk towards the platform, but there were too many people lying on the ground, forming a large and dense fungal carpet.
They held each other's arms and looked at her with innocent yet terrified eyes, as if asking: What on earth are you going to do?
Amid their questioning, Chen Xiao'er heard melodious music. The melody was clear and pleasant, like the music played at a coming-of-age ceremony or a wedding.
She kicked away a believer who was blocking her way and asked with a gentle smile, "What are you doing?"
The resurrected believers and anomalies raised their faces in horror.
They were swimming freely in the pond where they were desperately pouring huge amounts of energy, but who would have thought that suddenly a huge and strange curtain of light would descend from the sky in a white darkness.
The outline of a young girl can be vaguely seen among the fiery energy.
But the twisted energy body around her was too huge, spreading the spiral white light deep into everyone's pupils, burning their fragile souls!
"What are you doing?" the girl asked compassionately.
The remaining souls were hopelessly displayed at the edge of the pond, but their mouths were not sewn shut. Under the girl's questioning, they could only honestly answer: "We are waiting for the arrival of the gods."
They didn't have the concept of "my Lord broke his promise." For these scum, only when the gods they served became true gods could they be reborn.
The possibility was small, but perhaps a one in a thousand chance. So no matter how scared they were, they were unwilling to retreat before the pure white giant.
"Do your best to buy me time. Make sure Chen Xiao'e believes in your sincerity and demonstrate your devotion to her."
Despair left a deep mark on their remaining fragments.
So after answering Chen Xiao'er's question, they chanted loudly in the most pious tone: "We must offer all our sacrifices so that our Lord can have a complete birth—"
[“We will offer everything in the world, including ourselves, to allow our Lord to forge a new future—”]
Buzz. Buzz.
Chen Xiao'er's head was buzzing.
She suppressed her anxiety and listened hard, a sense of foreboding rising in her heart: Offering everything to make the god complete. What kind of sacrifice could complete the god?
She couldn't help but think of some ancient and bloody sacrifices in ancient times on Blue Star.
Oh no, that kid just now!
"Stop talking nonsense!" The pure white giant stirred up a storm, raised her fist high, and shouted intimidatingly: "Tell me, where are you hiding the children?!"
Children? The scum were stunned.
Their memories and spirits were not worth mentioning, so they still remained in the remnants of despair, and were stubbornly pulled out by the great power before them.
Oh, child...so it refers to the prey we caught.
Those young men came from different tribes, and most of them were descendants of scavengers.
Those lowly little devils often only have a single alienated organization on their bodies. Those with a little talent will be selected and trained to become a new generation of chaotic god believers, but the vast majority will only undergo simple training and then join the hunting team.
When they are injured or can no longer risk hunting for various reasons, they will be ruthlessly killed and the remaining alienated tissues in their bodies will be removed.
Those garbage were just consumables, so their memories of their "children" were really nothing special. Fortunately, the giant only cared about the fate of the garbage, right?
The believers answered without any pressure.
"Oh, it was sacrificed a long time ago." We can't waste precious food.
Each piece of slag said in a matter-of-fact tone: "This is honor. Their bones will pave the way for the gods to enter the world."
It totally...doesn't make sense.
It seems even if I were crazy, I wouldn't be able to understand the way these people think. But crazy people don't need to understand them, right? That's great.
The iron rod in Chen Xiao'er's hand was replaced by a fire axe at some point.
This makes sense, it's just a fire axe, you can get it anywhere. As for why the axe is bladed?
How do I know?
"Since—you said—the gods will come to the world."
Chen Xiao'er's voice distorted as she ran. She raised her axe and rushed towards the believer closest to her, baring her sharp jaws in front of them: "Then let Him—come and stop me!!!"
Axes and heads flew up like a whirlwind, and clusters of blood spurted onto the floor tiles and seeped into the intricate cracks.
Laughing, crying, roaring, the "floor tiles" soaked in blood lit up with a deep black light.
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