Chapter 369 Brutal
Above the distant earth, there is a slight mountain fog rising into the sky. The looming mountain fog adds three points of mystery to the earth.
Anubis, the god of death who came from afar, was standing on a hill and looking into the distance. The lush trees cast some shade, but could not cover his huge body.
The alien did not lie to him. After coming here, Anubis, the god of death, clearly felt that the number of aliens was increasing rapidly.
Even in his perception, a huge gathering of aliens had appeared in the distance.
This was a very new thing for Anubis, the god of death, because in ancient Egypt, in the era when gods walked the earth, there were not so many strange people in the world.
Because they are regarded as aliens by the gods, they will be killed once they are discovered. Under such conditions, the number of aliens is naturally small.
Later, the number of strange people in ancient Egypt increased. It was after the omniscient gentleman came to ancient Egypt that he created a kind of extraordinary being called magician, and then made demons appear there.
However, these strange people left ancient Egypt soon after their appearance, and had little impact on ancient Egypt itself.
The number of aliens now is really beyond the imagination of Anubis, the god of death.
"Now I understand why that all-knowing gentleman likes aliens." The god of death Anubis muttered to himself as his huge wolf mouth opened and closed.
“Perhaps this is the tradition of the East.”
The eyes on the jackal head of the god of death Anubis were glowing with a faint green light, and his eyes seemed to penetrate time and space and look into the distance.
There is a huge gathering place of aliens there.
The next moment, the huge figure of Anubis, the god of death, disappeared on the hill.
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Located on the coast, a long river surrounds the city and flows into the sea. The splendor and debauchery of the world are reflected to the extreme in this city.
The crowds of people, fame, wealth, power, and the warmth and coldness of life are all mixed in it.
People laughed and talked about the monster with a human body and a jackal head that appeared in the West, talked about the war of gods over the Western Sea, lamented the great changes of the times, and discussed the daily lives of their families.
No one knew that the monster with a human body and a jackal head they were discussing was appearing not far from the seaside.
Outside the hustle and bustle of the city, the black market of extraordinary people is a quiet bustle.
This is a world independent of the sea, a world that belongs exclusively to the extraordinary.
No one could have imagined that the most prosperous place for the extraordinary people would be so close to the most prosperous place for mortals.
On the barren hills, in the hidden time and space, tablets of inscriptions stand on the earth.
In the center of the inscription, there are houses standing side by side, and it seems to be just a remote village.
But at this time, an ancient Egyptian god came into this world - Anubis, the god of death.
That huge body, more than ten meters tall, is so eye-catching even when standing at the entrance of the black market.
The huge body with a human body and a jackal head walked into the black market of the extraordinary people, but no one felt strange. In the black market, some monsters often appeared, but they all abided by the rules here.
The black market is a place where extraordinary people trade, and humans, gods, ghosts and monsters all mingle there.
So they were not actually surprised to see this kind of demon-like life.
I'm just a little curious. This time the monster seems a little hard to understand.
The god of death Anubis stood in the black market, looking at those aliens who were looking at him. There seemed to be a strange flash in his dark green eyes.
In ancient Egypt, no one dared to look directly at the gods.
They are high and mighty beings, eternal and immortal. How could aliens like the aliens dare to look them in the eye?
All beings that look directly at the gods will be completely destroyed. This is another gift from the gods.
What's more, he himself is the god of death and protection, and even the priests of ancient Egypt did not dare to get too close to him.
It is the fear of death itself.
But now, these strange people from the East seemed to have no such awareness at all. Many of them stared straight at Anubis, the god of death, without hiding anything.
Some people have realized that something is wrong. It's not that no one knows about the god of death Anubis. The Nirvana master of the Ming Dynasty had already sent out the news before this incident.
So after actually seeing the iconic appearance of Anubis, the god of death, they realized that the person in front of them was most likely Anubis, the god of death.
However, compared to the god of death Anubis, everyone believes in the Ming Dynasty more and in the auction of extraordinary people. You know, the almighty Emperor of Heaven has been suppressed before, so what can a foreign god from the West do?
As everyone stared quietly at Anubis, the god of death, the already quiet black market became even quieter.
At this time, Anubis, the god of death, spoke.
"I'm here to look for someone. If any of you can provide information about him, I will reward you with something beyond your imagination."
Everyone was stunned when they heard this. At this time, Wu Daode came out, carrying a coffin on his back. The coffin was extremely heavy, but he seemed to feel nothing when carrying it on his back.
"You want to trade information?"
"And what can you come up with?"
Wu Daode rubbed his hands, it was the first time for him to do business with a god. Although it was a god of death, it seemed a bit unlucky, but since he was opening a business, no matter what business it was, it didn't matter.
Didn’t he do business with Western vampires before?
Wu Daode was somewhat expectant.
And at this moment, the temperature in the air suddenly dropped, as if it had gone from summer to winter in the blink of an eye.
Anubis, the god of death, frowned subconsciously, as if he had sensed something vaguely.
"It doesn't matter what he has produced. What matters is that he has now been recruited by the Nirvana."
Before Anubis, the god of death, could answer, a voice rang out.
The next moment, a figure appeared in the black market. He was wearing a thick black cassock, holding a rosary in his hand, and had a scar on his head. More importantly, he was wearing a pure white mask.
On the mask there is a mark of yin and yang combined, with the sun and the moon hanging in the sky.
This mask represents the identity of the visitor, a transcendental person of the Ming Dynasty - a Nirvana practitioner.
Although the monk was wearing a mask, everyone could still feel the vigorous vitality in his body, which meant that the monk in front of them was very young.
What was even more bizarre was that the monk, who was supposed to have a kind face, now burst out with such unimaginable murderous intent that even from a distance, everyone could feel a cold needle piercing their muscles and bones.
It feels like a sea of blood and corpses.
The young monk walked behind Anubis, the god of death, and said, "Anubis, you should abide by the rules of the Ming Dynasty when you come to the East."
The young monk's tone was unquestionable, and his terrifying murderous aura made people feel solemn.
The young monk's words also made many people who did not know the identity of Anubis, the god of death, feel startled.
Is the person in front of me actually Anubis, the ancient Egyptian god of death?
According to rumors, ancient Egypt had just launched a war of gods on the sea, and now it has run to the East. What does this mean?
The god of death Anubis slowly turned around and looked down at the young monk in front of him. He felt the breath of the gods from this monk.
"I wonder what this deity's name is?"
After these words were spoken, everyone couldn't help but swallow their saliva. These should be the two people with the highest cultivation level who have ever come to the black market, right?
Of course, this does not include the messenger from the Extraordinary Auction.
No one has figured out the messenger's actual level of cultivation yet.
The young monk smiled with murderous intent: "Yao Guangxiao!"
After these words were spoken, everyone's expression became a little dazed.
The three words "Yao Guangxiao" have unimaginable meanings for the Ming Dynasty.
It can even be said that he is the true pioneer of the revival of spiritual energy. It is his layout that has brought about today's era of gods.
He actually appeared in front of the world today. Is he going to capture the god of death from ancient Egypt?
Everyone looked at the young monk in black. He looked at Anubis, the god of death, and said, "Will you follow me, or will I lead you?"
Anubis, the god of death, frowned, and a human expression appeared on his huge jackal head: "I'm here to look for someone, I don't want to cause any trouble."
The black-robed monk seemed not to have heard the words of Anubis, the god of death, and said, "Any extraordinary person who enters the border of Ming Dynasty must abide by the rules of Ming Dynasty."
"I will ask you again, do you want to follow me, or do you want me to lead you?"
The young monk's words were nothing but tough, and his attitude seemed to leave no room for compromise.
In the black market, the rosary in the young monk's hand kept turning, becoming the only sound in the silence. The sound of the beads hitting each other contained a faint hint of Zen in its crispness, which seemed to be dispersed by the murderous intent emanating from the young monk.
The god of death Anubis looked coldly at the monk in front of him. He didn't want to cause trouble, but he was not afraid of it either. What he feared was not the monk in front of him, but the aura that was suppressed and entangled in the void.
Those people could suppress him at any time, which made him dare not do anything extreme.
The god of death Anubis glanced at the void and continued to explain: "I'll say it again, I'm just here to look for someone. I respect those people and dare not take action, but..."
Before Anubis, the god of death, could finish his words, the monk in the thick black robes instantly appeared in front of him.
"boom!"
The entire earth was shaking. The black-robed monk drew out the surging vitality of heaven and earth, and along with his will, it slammed heavily into the god of death, Anubis.
The fierce murderous intent, like a sharp arrow drawn from its sheath, tore the seal apart.
In a trance, people seemed to see a trace of bright red murderous intent turning into substance, and that terrifying murderous aura even began to condense into substance.
At this moment, people began to understand why some people once described the black-robed Prime Minister Yao Guangxiao as the most bloodthirsty monk.
His thin body seemed to be a barrier that sealed his murderous aura.
At this time, the barrier had been broken, and the murderous intent overflowed.
The god of death Anubis was smashed directly into the ground, and blood oozed from the mouth of the huge jackal head.
He felt the murderous intent of the monk in front of him, and also felt the terrifying madness.
The dark green eyes of the god of death Anubis seemed to become even brighter, and pure gold armor instantly wrapped around his body, as if to protect him completely.
But the next moment, the thin monk in black threw another punch.
"boom!"
The golden armor on the body of Anubis, the god of death, shattered instantly.
The fist of the young monk was like a flipping mountain, hitting the chest of Anubis, the god of death, and the earth sank again.
The extraordinary people scattered in all directions in an instant, fearing that they would be affected.
In the flying dust, everyone seemed to see a huge Buddha statue as tall as a mountain, waving its terrifying fist again and again.
The Buddha statue was as red as blood. Even through the dust and fog, one could feel the extremely cold murderous intent, as if this blood Buddha itself was born for killing.
Every time the fist landed, terrifying ripples would appear in the energy of heaven and earth, and deep cracks would spread across the earth.
Kill! Kill! Kill!
It was like a series of voices echoing in everyone's hearts.
It makes people feel cold.
Anubis, the god of death, even had the illusion that the monk was really going to kill him.
"Guard the Undead!"
The moment the golden armor of the god of death Anubis was broken, he immediately began to chant, as if he was singing some ancient song.
His figure gradually became illusory and turned into a huge coffin, like an eternal guardian.
Silver-blue wandering souls began to appear around the huge coffin. They were soldiers in armor.
But the huge blood Buddha did not hesitate at all, and his terrifying fist, as big as a mountain, smashed down again and again.
“Crack!”
The huge coffin began to break, and the wandering souls around the coffin scattered.
The Blood Buddha's fist once again fell on the god of death Anubis.
One punch after another, as if to turn the mountains and seas upside down.
After dozens of breaths, the Blood Buddha slowly stopped, and the blood in the sky quickly dissipated, leaving only a monk in a black cassock.
The white mask he was wearing had completely shattered and scattered on the ground, revealing his original appearance.
The inverted triangle eye sockets and thin body, although the young monk did not say a word, gave people a sense of awe-inspiring power.
The young monk bent down, picked up one of the feet of Anubis, the god of death, and dragged the ancient Egyptian god of death away without saying a word.
His steps were slow, but his body was fast. Within just a few breaths, the young monk had disappeared from everyone's sight.
"Is this the imperial teacher of the Ming Dynasty?"
Everyone couldn't help swallowing.
Too violent!
Wu Daode carried the coffin on his back and smacked his lips as he said, "Now I understand why he was called the most bloodthirsty monk back then."
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