Chapter 92: God Created as a Puppet
Xiao Qihao followed Ye Xiang into the base outside. The carpeted road under their feet was winding and endless.
In the cold blue light falling from the dome, the corridors were intertwined like spider webs, and the bronze candlesticks at the corners flickered.
Every time you open a door, you will find a new maze. The storage area is filled with endless supplies, and the training ground can accommodate thousands of people.
From time to time, people in black robes would see Ye Xiang and quickly bow to him, and even be polite to Xiao Qihao beside him.
"Are they afraid of you?"
"We have a hierarchical system of power and privilege. As the top manager, they must be afraid of me."
Ye Xiang held Xiao Qihao's hand and responded to him gently.
This place is truly magnificent and even though Xiao Qihao's family is already wealthy, he was still stunned by the scale of the place.
But when I turned into the slave farm, the stench of decay hit me in the face. The iron cages were stacked like torture instruments. The curled-up figures were shaking between the chains. The wailing sounds hit the stone walls and shattered into echoes.
In the huge space, splendor and bloodiness were like a two-sided mirror, making him dizzy and terrified. Even the way he came was distorted into a mess in his memory.
"them....."
Ye Xiang put her arm around Xiao Qihao's waist and didn't let him get close. The tenderness in her eyes seemed to be overflowing with tears.
"They are building the birthplace of the gods. We are the rich and powerful, and they are naturally slaves."
Then, without waiting for Xiao Qihao to say anything, he pulled Xiao Qihao to a platform.
From here, one can have a complete overview of the entire slave farm. Xiao Qihao looked at the scene in disbelief.
Ye Xiang's fingertips passed through the air, tracing the rough basalt lines of the altar, and his scarlet cuffs swept across the piled stones.
"See those slaves?"
He suddenly turned around, with a frenzy in his eyes that Xiao Qihao had never seen before.
"Every stone is soaked in blood. When the ninety-nine altars are connected to form the center of the formation, we will be able to tear the curtain between this world and the afterlife."
Xiao Qihao took a half step back, his lower back hitting the cold guardrail, his voice filled with uncontrollable shock.
"Ye Xiang.....Do you know what you are doing?!"
“Of course, I’m super excited now.”
The bronze tripod suspended in the center of the altar was oozing black mist, and the sound of chains breaking could be heard faintly.
"Have you been brainwashed by that damn psychic association? How can gods be created as puppets?"
"puppet?"
Ye Xiang smiled softly, her pale lips seemed to blossom into a thorny flower.
"Qihao, do you think the existing gods don't suck blood?"
As he approached, Xiao Qihao smelled the bloody scent entangled in her hair.
"What we want to create is an order that truly belongs to mankind."
Xiao Qihao grabbed his wrist.
"The order established by human sacrifice is hell!"
Before he finished speaking, Ye Xiang suddenly leaned over and kissed him. His kiss tasted of rust, and when his tongue pried open his teeth, Xiao Qihao tasted salty blood.
"Ye Xiang! Are you crazy? Do you know that spreading evil cults is punishable by death?"
Ye Xiang released his lips and chuckled contemptuously.
"Would I be afraid of death? I dare to go to places where dead people go, so why would I be afraid of the punishment of the living?"
"What did you say...."
Ye Xiang wiped the red on his lips carelessly, laughing crazily.
"Should I say you are naive or do you really not understand?"
"The time you secretly followed me to the underworld, I was actually going there to complete the master's mission, but I didn't expect you to follow me like a rogue little tail."
Xiao Qihao struggled to push him away, but he held his neck tightly until his breathing burned his lungs.
"So you didn't actually... come to save us by chance?"
"Yes, my men told me that they were rounding up two people, so I thought they were enemies and rushed over,"
"I didn't expect it to be you and Shen Qingze"
When Shen Qingze was mentioned, Ye Xiang's eyes darkened instantly.
"Ye Xiang you bastard!"
"Wouldn't it be nice to witness the new world with me?"
When Ye Xiang let go of him, the corners of her eyes were watery, but the madness in her eyes had not diminished at all.
Xiao Qihao wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and suddenly realized how futile his dissuasion was.
"Would you mind stopping while there's still room for maneuver?"
"I have no way out, you are all I have..."
The screams of dying slaves could be heard in the distance, blending with the shaking hum of the altar and Ye Xiang's murmurs.
"Ye Xiang!"
Xiao Qi shook off his hand and turned around, but Ye Xiang grabbed him by the collar.
His nails dug into the back of his neck, and his warm breath sprayed on his ears.
"Unfortunately, you can only watch it being born."
When Xiao Qihao was dragged back to the room, he heard a shocking roar coming from the direction of the altar.
The moment the door was closed, he looked at the flickering candlelight outside the crack and suddenly realized that there were more than just the corpses of slaves buried under those piled stones.
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Xiao Qihao stretched his neck desperately, trying to hear what they were saying.
Renly seemed to be talking to the girl. The girl calmed down for a while, then suddenly started yelling at Renly as if provoked.
Their conversation was too far away to be heard clearly.
Xiao Qihao stared at the girl's face and could only vaguely tell that the girl was cursing Renly, and her curses were quite dirty...
At this time, Xiao Qihao began to feel annoyed. He wondered why he didn't pay attention in the oral English class and the vision protection class, and he couldn't even read the lips clearly.
This place is still too far from that place. Xiao Qihao struggled hard for a long time, but in the end he had to give up helplessly.
Xiao Qihao pressed his whole body against the cold glass, his pupils shrinking slightly as the movement in the slave farm below.
He was concentrating on looking down, and even the sound of Ye Xiang opening the door did not startle him at all.
It was not until he felt the warm breath brush past his ears and the sandalwood body pressed firmly against him from behind that he cried out in surprise and turned around stiffly.
"Oh my god! When did you come in!?"
"What are you looking at?"
Ye Xiang's voice was a little hoarse, her fingertips hooked into his falling hair, her nails gently scratched the old wound on the back of his neck,
Just as she was about to turn her head to look at the place where Xiao Qihao had just looked, he was hurriedly blocked by him, hesitating to explain,
"Uh... I didn't see anything."
Xiao Qihao's Adam's apple rolled, and just as he was about to open his mouth to continue explaining, his wet lips suddenly blocked his words.
This kiss was more ferocious than the last time, with an irresistible force. The tip of the tongue pried open the teeth roughly, and the smell of blood spread between the teeth.
He struggled to push Ye Xiang's shoulder, but was grabbed by the wrist and pressed against the glass.
The warm light cast the shadows of the two people entangled on the wall. When Ye Xiang let go of him, there was still silver hair on the corners of his mouth, but he couldn't suppress the violent anger in his eyes.
"Xiao Qihao, who are you expecting to save you?"
Before he finished speaking, he bit his neck fiercely again, like a trapped beast that had been provoked.
Ever since the quarrel that day, the light in Ye Xiang's eyes had gone out, leaving only the burning fire of desire flickering in the dark.
He seemed to have a stronger desire than before...
This was the only thought in Xiao Qihao's mind before he fell into sleep for the nth time.
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