Her lack of security and trust has reached a pathological level.
He was about to initiate a spatial displacement when a sound like cloth tearing rang in his ears.
“Swish!”
A black line appeared above the tentacle, dividing it in two, and faint skylight poured in from the gap.
Su Mingan breathed fresh air again. He pulled away the sticky tentacles and saw Feng Chang who had already leaped into the sky in front of him.
The tip of Feng Chang's knife was pointing towards him. Just now, Feng Chang slashed with his knife and cut off the tentacles that bound Su Ming'an.
"Swish, swish, swish!"
Siber still refused to give in. Like a child fighting over a toy, she continued to swing her tentacles towards Su Ming'an, trying to pull him back.
Feng Changze swung his sword several times again, cutting off the attacking tentacles like cutting melons and vegetables.
The current situation is different from the previous rounds.
Siber did not allow the tentacle monsters of the Stone Fort to purify the dome, and her strength did not increase. Feng Chang successfully succeeded to the position of patriarch, and he fully activated the power of the black python at the cost of activating the curse.
After a series of battles, Feng Chang's strength has become equal to that of Siber.
The young man wearing the sacrificial crown of bloody thorns crossed the mud and tentacles, pointing the sharp tip of the knife at Siber.
"What do you think Su Ming'an is?" Feng Chang scolded her: "He is your adventurer - he is the adventurer who helps you and accompanies you all the way! He is not your toy, not your property!"
"You are the least qualified person to blame me. Don't you regard your people as your property? Aren't you making decisions for them? You chose to bury the truth for them without authorization!" Siber roared.
Her eyelashes trembled slightly, and she looked at Su Mingan beside her and stretched out her hand to him.
"Come here, Su Ming'an." She said, "I will take care of everything. I am the one who knows this guy best. I have a way to punish him and help you obtain the final authority of the Black Python."
"Come here." She repeated, "Come here. You said you would walk with me till the end. You said at the beginning that you would not run away."
Looking at her appearance, Su Mingan felt more and more worried.
In addition to constantly sacrificing her vitality, these tentacles seemed to be depriving her of her sanity.
The hatred in her eyes was like a thick fog that lingered and became so thick that it was irreversible.
"Su Ming'an, come here. The only thing you lack to become one of the Hundred Gods is the power of the Black Python, right? I will help you get it." She stretched out her hand to him.
And at this time, Feng Chang also looked at him.
Commander Feng raised his right hand.
On his wrist, the bracelet with a black python pattern swayed slightly, emitting a unique glow like the sun that illuminated the darkness.
"--Su Ming'an, come and help me build a defensive barrier around me. The truth is not worth revealing. She doesn't understand anything at all. The people of the tribe can't withstand the collapse of their faith. As long as you come, I will give you the power of the Black Python. I am willing to look into the future of the Dome Land with you." He said.
"Su Ming'an, come here." Siber said.
Twisted black tentacles wrapped around her like a sea snake, and her eyes were growing colder.
"Don't listen to her, she's gone crazy." Feng Chang said, "Su Ming'an, come here, I believe you."
Su Mingan's eyes moved slightly.
At this moment, he could still hear the wails and screams of his fellow tribesmen.
Since Feng Chang took the initiative to walk out of the rain-proof barrier and came to the sky to fight, Siber's tentacles no longer flapped downwards, and the tribesmen got a moment of respite.
Seeing this scene, they began to cheer.
Some shouted that they wanted to kill the pagan and nail her to the altar, some cried tears of gratitude for Lord Feng's act of saving people, some simply knelt down on the spot and began to pray to the Hundred Gods, and some requested Lord Baishen to quickly kill the pagan around him and not be bewitched by her.
——So, this was the scene Su Mingan saw.
The tribesmen who were protected by the barrier knelt down on their knees in rows and kowtowed.
They no longer ran away or screamed, but like a river converging in one direction, everyone was doing one thing in unison -
Close your eyes, kneel down, chant, and pray.
As if trapped in some kind of collective emotion that isolates the outside world, the lambs forget to escape.
The emotions of the tribesmen were completely gathered at this moment, pouring out from the unified chanting like thousands of streams, like thousands of drops of water falling into the sea.
It was as if they suddenly forgot about death, fear, and escape, and they only focused on praying to their Lord Baishen, placing their lives in His hands.
In the face of a disaster that could destroy everything, the long-held beliefs of the people of the Skyland finally demonstrated the power of unity.
Rows and rows of black heads pressed down on the land, and the unified voices of prayer filled people's ears.
They are saying—
[Lord Baishen! Please kill the pagans! ]
[Chief! Please kill the pagans! ]
[Lord Larsus, please kill the source of the Nine Gods' faith, please kill the pagans who caused the disaster——]
…
Everyone wants to kill her.
The truth should be completely buried.
…
Siber watched the scene in silence.
It was as if a cavity full of sea water was pouring into her chest, and she had an urge to drown.
She seemed to be smiling, but her defenseless face was still being eroded by the poisonous rain. She seemed to have forgotten the pain in her body and only wanted to stay awake in this sensory stimulation.
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