"Don't you still have it?"
Cheng Shi carried Xia Wan on his back and his face turned dark.
"What can I do as a 1500-point nurse?"
"???"
Song Yawen was dumbfounded, pointing at the hellish scene outside, and stammered:
"You...you...didn't you do all this?"
As he spoke, his voice became distorted. “If you get 1,500 points, I’ll cut off my head and let you kick it like a ball.”
Chen Chong's face darkened. He carried Cao San Sui on his back and walked out with Nangong without any hesitation. At the same time, he thought to himself:
This person is indeed capable, but he loves to show off too much, which makes people uncomfortable.
What’s even more annoying is that he always succeeds!
The victors' antics were not annoying, mainly because the environment did not allow them to stay for too long, so everyone still struggled, fleeing to the east, one foot deep and one foot shallow, in the muddy ruins soaked in blood.
When standing in the center of the realm of death, everyone did not have such a direct feeling. It was only when they walked out of this hell of flesh and blood step by step that they truly realized what Cheng Shi had just done.
Pieces of flesh, body parts, mucus, and black blood.
The group felt like they were walking into a museum, where all objects and forms related to blood and flesh were exhibited. Not only were they beyond imagination, but they also frequently challenged the sensitive stomach nerves of a normal human being.
This scene cannot be described any further.
Just this time, the five people present had a new understanding of [Birth].
Could this be a lawful and upright God?
Even Xia Wan, a believer of [Birth], couldn't help wanting to...
"vomit--"
The first one to vomit was Nangong.
She was already extremely weak from the self-mutilation, and now her legs were rubbing against each other in the mire of flesh and blood. The fishy and rotten smell rushed into her nostrils, which brought her not the guidance of "decay", but a nauseating feeling that made her want to vomit.
When the first shot was fired, the situation got out of control again.
“Ugh—Ugh—”
No one could hold it back any longer.
Especially Chen Chong, in order to leave this hell as soon as possible, he rushed while vomiting. One person on his back was vomiting, and another person in his hand was also vomiting. The trio of vomiting pulled his ears so hard that it made people collapse.
"Xia Wan, you have to hold back. This is the work of my Lord. It is to guide you..."
"vomit--"
"......"
Cheng Shi felt a heat on his shoulder, and then his face twitched.
"Your mother...I must feel sorry for you..."
Xia Wan endured the violent struggle of the "life" "born" in her body and said weakly:
"My mother is dead... She dedicated herself to [Depravity]..."
"Ah, this..."
Cheng Shi felt remorseful for his foul mouth: I really deserve to die...
"Compared to my mother, you should care about my daughter. She may be born soon..."
Cheng Shi's face darkened, and he shouted to the front:
"Chen Chong, get ready! Xia Wan is about to give birth!"
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