What do you think when time stops?
If we could extract the thoughts of all readers, we could probably compile them into a book.
Moreover, this book exists in the real world and is called "Criminal Law".
In fact, when time is stopped, you can't think of anything.
Consciousness relies on existence, and the essence of existence is time.
When time freezes, existence ceases to exist, consciousness disappears, and people lose all thoughts, turning into a statue of flesh and blood.
This experience is terrifying because the person stuck in time may feel like they are dead.
But it may not be that scary, because this person probably doesn't realize that he is stuck in time.
I don't know how long it took. For Cheng Shi and the others, it might have been just a moment, but for the terrifying demons, it might have been a lifetime...
The effect of the area fast-forward slowly ended, and Song Yawen, who was hiding behind Cheng Shi, gradually became clearer.
The moment his ability to think returned, he felt the ultimate bloom of death.
The corpses of the terrifying demons above fell one after another, and bloodless rotten flesh and countless tentacles poured into this still clean space.
The breath of the dead was overwhelming, as thick as a colloid, causing Song Yawen's spirit to tremble from the depths of his soul.
“What level of death realm is this?
Does this level of death realm really exist?
If this gets out of hand, wouldn't it summon the true god of Death???"
After three consecutive surprises, Song Yawen did not waste any time. He remembered clearly what Cheng Shi said, that his attack would be the key to saving them.
Watching the tentacle monsters, with no more flesh to eat, madly moving towards the six of them, Song Yawen took a deep breath, and his eyes instantly turned pure black.
Harvest state, start!
He stretched out his hands and grabbed his own neck tightly.
With a "click" sound, his neck was ruthlessly broken by himself.
Afterwards, the standing "corpse" of Song Yawen began to slowly dissipate, the thick deathly aura around it instantly boiled over, the wind howled, the green light rose, but in the blink of an eye, a huge black sickle with the power to destroy the world appeared above everyone's head.
Cheng Shi and the others had just come to their senses at this time, and looking at the death sickle hanging above their heads, everyone's breathing paused.
big.
Too big.
They had never seen such a terrifying death scythe. Even the small skull ornament at the end of the handle looked like a giant statue carved from a mountain.
Not to mention the blade glowing with a faint green light, it looks like a sharp blade that can cut through planets.
Even in the 2100 game, Cheng Shi had never seen such a big death sickle!
Now there was only one thought in his mind, which was to pray that Song Yawen would not go crazy and send them away together.
"The soul rests, life ends! Funeral, harvest!"
As faint prayers resounded through heaven and earth, the huge sickle was swung down, carrying the whispers of the undead.
Except for the area where everyone was standing, the entire ruins visible to the naked eye experienced a momentary collapse.
Like a broken mirror, spider veins cracked.
Then...
Laments of embracing death were heard one after another, echoing throughout the sky. Countless gigantic tentacle monsters that ate flesh and blood closed their eyes as if they were sleeping.
Death is never an earth-shattering event.
The moment the sickle was swung down, the flames of their lives were quietly extinguished.
When a person dies, the sickle disappears.
It only took a few seconds.
However, the aura of the dead rising around had not yet dissipated. These auras twisted and rose, gathering again, and condensed Song Yawen, who should have been "dead".
He fell from mid-air, panting and sweating profusely. As soon as he landed on the ground, he fell sideways in the blood, his whole body twitching.
Nangong, who was closest to him, wanted to help him out of nanny instinct. As soon as her hand touched Song Yawen's wrist, she found that his body was now extremely healthy, even in full shape, as if he was at his peak.
His twitching was not due to exhaustion after trying his best to increase the power, but rather a climax of excitement.
"Awesome--Awesome--
I seemed to see the face of my Lord, sitting on a throne of bones, and He gave me a huge sickle.
Awesome——
Cheng Shi, you are so awesome!!!"
He gasped, struggled to get up, his hands and feet twitching, and said:
"Just this one time, my life is worth it..."
Cheng Shi smiled after hearing this, and Nangong let go of Song Yawen's hand with disgust.
Chen Chong and Cao San Sui were still immersed in the devastating sickle blow for a long time, unable to extricate themselves, until the flesh and blood and dead tentacles of the terrifying demon were about to drown them, Chen Chong carried the half-dead Cao San Sui and stood up from the blood.
“Solved…solved?”
He still couldn't believe that so many terrifying demons and such a large army were all gone like that?
What on earth just happened?
Seeing Chen Chong's curious eyes, Cheng Shi said with a grin:
"Don't think about it. You don't want to know what happened. Also, the matter has not been resolved. The Skeleton Army has not seen the right-wing army. It is very likely that they will send others to investigate the situation. We need to leave quickly."
He also pulled up Xia Wan who was struggling on the ground, pointed at her bulging belly, calves and back, and said seriously:
"Our combat power has been severely damaged. Cao Sansui, Nangong, and Xia Wan have all lost their combat power. They are fine, but Xia Wan needs urgent treatment. We need to withdraw first and find a place to reorganize."
Song Yawen was still immersed in the excitement of destroying the world with one sword just now. Hearing Cheng Shi's nervousness, he blurted out:
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