That night, in the kingdom of God.
Meng Yi sat upright on the high platform, ready to respond to the old turtle's ceremony.
I was planning to promote some new apostles tonight, but I didn't expect to feel the call of the old turtle ritual first.
This guy didn't hold this "insect control ceremony" quickly and delayed it for a whole day.
In front of Meng Yi, the star representing the old bastard was floating. He glanced at it casually and was about to mobilize the power of the kingdom of God to respond to the other party's prayer, but suddenly he thought of something.
If the Kingdom of God observed the parasite egg, what scene would you see?
In the real world, when it comes to things related to the real world, he doesn't dare to use his pupil technique to observe without preparation, for fear that his own special features will cause some unexpected changes.
But now...
He has the confidence!
He activated his pupil technique, his eyes became pure, and then he began to observe through the stars.
The old bastard was seen kneeling in front of the ritual altar with a cane. He slowly raised his head and muttered:
“I failed…”
This was a common occurrence in rituals to ask for blessings from the gods, and he was mentally prepared for it.
However, recently the extraordinary materials in Jing'an City have almost disappeared, and he is a little worried about whether his preparations are sufficient.
The existing materials can only support him for more than ten attempts, which is actually not enough...
But he couldn't wait.
He bent down and placed his crutch in front of him, maintaining a strange one-legged kneeling posture. After freeing his hands, he fumbled to get the materials from his side and began to fill the gap on the altar with some difficulty.
In Meng Yi's vision, the larvae in the parasite eggs on the old turtle's back were very special.
Only the front half of it has a fixed shape, which is very similar to a skinned snake, except that it has insect-like legs.
The back half of it was a pool of sticky pus, half melted into the old turtle's spirit.
Moreover, this strangely shaped larva seemed to be aware of Meng Yi's gaze and suddenly curled up into a ball.
Hmm? Meng Yi frowned. Is this insect's sense so sharp?
As the parasite shrank, the tumor on the old turtle's back underwent corresponding changes.
The tumor suddenly shrank, causing the old man severe pain, causing him to cry out in pain.
The half-curled-up insect carefully raised its bloody snake-like head and looked up into the sky.
It was very scared, but still roared in protest.
Meng Yi sneered, not knowing whether to praise it for its stubbornness or its courage.
At the same time, new changes quietly took place around Old Turtle.
An illusory vortex began to form, with a faint sense of a "portal" and a "passageway".
This feeling...
Meng Yi, who had experienced being in the real world before, immediately realized that this was definitely the breath of the real world!
However, the old bastard was completely unaware of this.
Faced with this situation, Meng Yi did not dare to be negligent at all and immediately mobilized the power of the Kingdom of God to respond to the old turtle's ritual request.
The red mist quickly rushed towards the stars.
A thick scarlet mist suddenly appeared above the altar in front of the old bastard, and quickly gathered around his back.
A sharp and shrill scream reached his ears, and the severe pain in his back immediately disappeared.
Afterwards, he felt extremely relaxed and at ease, both physically and mentally.
The scarlet mist only appeared for a brief moment, and after destroying the parasite behind him, it immediately retreated like lightning.
This sudden change caught the old man off guard.
Whether it is the belated response after the ceremony, or the form of this response.
It was all beyond his understanding.
And... Red Mist... If the God of Slaughter is looking for redemption... My Lord!
Immediately, he felt a warm sensation coming from behind him.
Beneath him, a pool of yellowish-brown pus with a foul smell began to slowly gather.
He hesitantly reached behind him.
He grabbed a large piece of soft, sagging skin and held it in his hand... and flipped it in front of his eyes...
This is the shriveled skin of the tumor, with various holes the size of walnuts on it...
The old bastard couldn't help but be stunned. It ended so simply and abruptly?
It just hurt for a moment.
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