Chapter 65: Item 2: Molar Candy
The dentist touched his face in disbelief, trying to stop that face from occupying the place of his original facial features.
But no matter how hard he scratched, it was of no avail.
"I said I could keep you alive, but I didn't tell you how long you would live."
Even if it's just for a moment, it's alive.
It was enough to complete the deal between them.
The dentist's facial features became flat and collapsed, as if he was in great pain. He opened his mouth wide to wail, but in the end no sound came out.
Until the evil spirit completely devoured the dentist's soul, and in the end, the dentist's face no longer existed.
The evil ghost suddenly disappeared and stood on the broken sarcophagus lid on the first floor.
He put his hands behind his back, looked up at the sky, and enjoyed his new life.
The ruins are surrounded like a cage, separated by a transparent barrier.
The fleeing people ran into the barrier and could only turn back helplessly.
The evil ghost successfully returned to life, and everyone was doomed.
Seeing that he had no way to escape, the man with glasses knelt down on the spot, "Please let me go!"
He kowtowed hard to the evil ghost, even though his head was broken and bleeding.
He no longer had any means to save his life, and he didn't want to die.
"You want to live?"
The evil ghost stepped on the broken sarcophagus and pointed at the Shen Li.
"I'll give you a chance. If you kill him, you can all live. I mean what I say."
Can you survive as long as you kill Shen Li?
The man with glasses instantly found hope and immediately rushed in the direction of Shen Li.
"Are you crazy?"
Song Buyu punched him in the face and pinned him to the ground, "Do you believe what the evil ghost said? He just wants us to kill each other!"
Others may not know, but Song Buyu and Yu Qianqian know it clearly in their hearts that their only hope is Chen Li, not the evil ghost.
Before Song Buyu could come to his senses, Du Ruo beside him had already scattered the ashes of the nameless man.
"Kill him."
Song Buyu shouted in disbelief: "Are you crazy too? You're using this kind of thing against your own people?"
Du Ruo obviously also gave it his all.
A handful of ashes wasn't enough, so to ensure she had complete advantage on her side, she scattered a full jar of ashes.
She decisively gave an order to all the ashes of the Nameless: "Whoever obstructs will be killed!"
Du Ruo scattered the ashes and summoned a dozen clones of the evil spirit.
Yu Qianqian quickly instructed the big guy: "Stop them!"
The big guy only listened to Yu Qianqian's orders, but the opponent won by numbers.
It didn't take long for the big guy to fall into a disadvantage and have his head torn off by the vengeful ghost.
No blood, no screams.
The head fell to the ground, its eyes still blinking, as if it was not dead yet.
"puppet?"
At this time, Du Ruo finally understood why the big guy only listened to Yu Qianqian.
It turns out that he was not a human being from the beginning to the end.
Yu Qianqian tore at Du Ruo's hair and shouted at Chen Li, "Run away!"
The resentful ghosts stepped over the big guy's body and rushed towards Shen Li.
The man with glasses grabbed Song Buyu tightly and rolled half a circle on the spot. Now he was suppressing Song Buyu and briefly gained the upper hand.
"Du Ruo!"
Song Buyu is still seeking Du Ruo's help.
But Du Ruo gave him a cold look.
"I've given you a chance, but why do you always stand against me when it comes to that person?"
The man with glasses didn't want to listen to his nonsense anymore. He picked up the broken glass on the ground and stabbed it hard into Song Buyu's neck.
A clear bell rang out.
A huge fox suddenly appeared and pounced towards the man with glasses.
At the critical moment, Ye Minglang summoned a fox to join the chaotic killing.
The fox leaped up and bit the rampant evil spirit to pieces.
Seeing that the fox was gradually gaining the upper hand, the evil ghost moved his fingers.
The fox seemed to have its lifeline strangled and fell to the ground with blood spitting out of its mouth.
Ye Minglang could only put away the fox immediately, but the backlash of the curse made him spit blood.
"That's enough."
Chen Li seemed to have reached the limit of his patience.
He knew clearly that his current abilities were not enough to fight against the evil spirits.
What does he have to lose this time?
What should he sacrifice?
At the end of this fierce battle, he should have nothing left.
Chen Li numbly sacrificed everything he had, drawing talismans in the air over and over again.
Golden spells fell from the air.
One after another.
One layer upon another.
only……
He gave almost everything, but failed to suppress the evil spirit.
The runes were dissolved one by one, and the golden spell was tainted by the curse and gradually lost its luster.
"It's not enough, it's not enough! Sacrifice your life! And the lives of everyone present, maybe there is still a glimmer of hope! But can you do it?"
Ye Minglang felt that everything happening now seemed familiar.
He knew how reluctant he was to hurt others, so he turned the blade on himself again and again.
His back looked lonely and sad.
His persistence seemed ridiculous and stupid.
The evil spirit taunted him to his heart's content:
"Why, at this point, you're still unwilling to hurt them? You're so hypocritical."
The evil ghost waved his hand, and the second floor where Shen Li was located collapsed instantly.
He was buried in a pile of rubble, covered in wounds, but he still stubbornly pushed the rubble aside and numbly drew talismans in the air.
He could no longer see or hear anything.
He sacrificed successively his sight, hearing, smell, taste and touch.
It's not enough.
He didn't give enough.
He staggered to his feet from the rubble.
The man with glasses behind him found the right moment, raised the broken glass, and accurately stabbed it into his heart.
"Go to hell!"
Chen Li couldn't see him, let alone hear the vicious curse.
He didn't know who hurt him, he just felt pain.
So he naturally sacrificed his own sense of pain.
After sacrificing his sense of pain, Shen Li breathed a sigh of relief.
At least now, it won't hurt.
"I'm going to fucking fight you!" Song Buyu was also covered in wounds.
He rushed towards the man with glasses in a panic.
After running three or five steps, I realized something was wrong.
My neck hurt and something warm spurted out.
Song Buyu covered his neck and looked behind him in surprise.
Du Ruo nonchalantly held the bloody dagger in his hand and walked towards Yu Qianqian, whose legs were pinned by the rubble.
"Even if I have to go to hell, I will accept it."
Du Ruo wiped the blood off her cheek with the back of her hand, as if she was crying or laughing.
"It has come to this, who wouldn't want to live!"
She smiled and comforted herself: "Don't just blame me, I just want to survive."
At this moment, Ye Minglang was also buried underground by the collapsed rubble. He could only helplessly watch from the cracks in the bricks as Chen Li gave away everything bit by bit.
"don't want."
"Shen Li, don't."
He murmured weakly: "This damn... talisman."
A drop of blood seeped into the eye, and the world turned bright red.
At the moment of life and death, he remembered some vague fragments.
“If there is something that you know you are destined to lose, would you still want it?”
This is his voice.
"That depends on what it is."
This is Shen Li's voice.
"Same thing - once you get it, you never want to lose it in your life."
"It must be precious, so why is it destined to be lost? Can it be taken away?"
"almost."
"If it were me, I wouldn't want it. If I had never gotten it in the first place, I wouldn't be disappointed, right?"
"What about you? What would you choose?"
Shen Li asked him.
"Me?"
"I am greedy. Even if I know I am destined to lose, I still want to hold on tightly."
"Even if only for a moment."
The silver snake ring on his index finger circled his phalanx uneasily.
It seemed as if there was something very far away from him, but it was vaguely sensitive to the bell he used to tame the beast.
The bells are ringing.
Ye Minglang closed his eyes in despair. In the endless darkness, he felt a scarlet gaze falling on him.
There are more and more blurry fragments in my mind.
He saw himself and Shen Li in these fragments of memory.
They once climbed from the eighteenth level of hell to the seventeenth level together.
In that cold world with only moonlight, they snuggled up to each other and climbed to the top of the snow-capped mountain.
The two-headed silver snake circled the entire mountain, and he and Shen Li stood on the top of the mountain, looking at the silver snake without fear.
Under that scarlet gaze, he saw his own extremely solemn profile immersed in the cold wind.
He raised his two swords and was about to jump off the cliff and chop off the silver head.
Only at the last moment, the snake seemed to foresee its own fate and lowered its proud head.
"jingle."
The bell rings.
Ye Minglang seemed to wake up from the darkness and opened his eyes again.
The silver two-headed giant snake suddenly emerged from the ground and quickly wrapped around the evil ghost's body.
The silvery-white scales glow beautifully in the moonlight.
The giant snake wrapped tighter and tighter, and the evil ghost's body collapsed several times, but it was still healing at an astonishing speed.
All it takes to kill the evil spirit is an external force.
Shen Li reached out, fumbled around his chest, and pulled out the broken glass.
His eyes were out of focus and his expression was numb, like a doll that was about to break.
There's nothing left to lose.
All that's left is his life.
The Shen Li uses blood as a guide and life as a talisman.
Ye Minglang was buried under the rubble and knew what he was going to do.
"don't want!"
"Please! Don't!"
In the cathedral not far away.
The believers gathered together and sang songs devoutly.
"All flowers and stars are buried, the past and the future are gone. All prayers and supplications have no response..."
The young child snuggled up to his mother and asked in confusion:
"What are they singing?"
"They are praising the God who is the only one who responds to us when everyone is in despair."
"Why don't you curse the stars this time?"
The mother held the child in her arms, touched his head, and patiently explained: "Because our beliefs have changed."
"What has it become?"
"He turned into a person. He... looks like an ordinary person."
"Ordinary man, would he cry like me?"
"Perhaps."
"God can cry? Then he is too weak."
“When a god cries, it’s not because he is weak, but because he is merciful.”
“Then I want to pray with everyone!”
The golden rune penetrated the sky and the earth. After defeating the evil spirits, the spell turned into countless points of light that fell from the night sky.
The boy pointed to the sky in surprise and said, "Look, Mom, the stars are really broken."
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