Even if you really want to eat dumplings, you don't have to chop yourself into dumpling filling, right?
What is this? Me, killing myself?
Thinking this, a dangerous idea suddenly flashed through Ning Feng's mind, and he even let it slip out of his mouth:
"...I didn't bring any noodles, I'll have to go buy some dumpling wrappers."
Otherwise, we wouldn't be able to make these dumplings.
Ning Feng's voice wasn't loud, and not many people heard it, but Yun Shuchang, who was not far from them, heard it clearly.
Yun Shuchang, who was holding Margaret, didn't react at first, but then she realized what he had said earlier with a chill.
He said... dumpling wrappers?
ah?
He's going to make dumplings? What will he use to make them?
Regardless of the current situation, at this moment, Yun Shuchang couldn't help but follow Ning Feng's train of thought.
"For dumplings, you have to add vinegar... No, wait!"
What is all this nonsense?!
What kind of weird stuff is he talking about?!
However, at least one thing Yun Shuchang can confirm now.
This mysterious man, who calls himself Mephistopheles, holds an extremely contemptuous attitude towards supernatural beings and is most likely a reinforcement for our side!
No supernatural being in internal strife would dare utter such rebellious words.
Taking a deep breath, Yun Shuchang gritted her teeth and stood up after realizing that neither of the two people in the standoff paid any attention to their appearance.
"……Chance!"
And it's very likely this is the last chance.
Don't miss out!
Ignoring the risk of revealing their location, she struggled to help Margaret to her feet.
"Ha...Let's go!"
Fortunately, Margaret's current state of being exhausted and emaciated has become much lighter, otherwise Yun Shuchang would have had a hard time carrying her.
And so, Yun Shuchang struggled to cross the corpses lying all over the ground and made her way toward the central chariot.
"…………"
Ning Feng had naturally noticed Yun Shuchang and the other person's presence long ago, and confirmed it with his peripheral vision.
"There are only the two of them here. Jiang Wan and Chu Yu are not here. Are they already in a safe area?"
Judging from the level of despair emanating from them, there shouldn't be any major problems at the moment.
He's not going to die yet.
Moreover, with her around, Jiang Wan's safety should be guaranteed.
Thinking of that person who gave him a great sense of security, Ning Feng finally breathed a sigh of relief.
"Cecilia, I'm entrusting Jiang Wan to you."
call……
That's good.
Watching Yun Shuchang carrying Margaret as she stumbled along, he silently murmured to himself.
"Let's go, let's go quickly."
After thinking for a moment, in order not to divert "Katis's" attention, Ning Feng continued to speak to him:
"I'm genuinely curious, don't you guys ever start arguing when you're all crammed together like this?"
It looked like a curious question full of thirst for knowledge, but it looked more like a provocation.
A flippant tone, disrespectful descriptions, and a contemptuous gaze.
From any perspective, Ning Feng's actions were a great offense to the gods.
In the distant past, such behavior would certainly have been labeled "blasphemy" by religious fanatics, who would have swarmed him to give him a righteous trial, and then burned him at the stake as a mass spectacle.
But now, no one is criticizing Ning Feng.
It's not that times have changed, nor that Ning Feng has become so powerful that those people dare not speak up.
Why aren't you saying anything? Are you embarrassed?
The reason is simple... because the supernatural beings present who would be angry about this have all lost their souls and become corpses that are still breathing but dead.
A corpse cannot blame others.
To be precise, that's at least how it is before becoming an undead.
Their souls, and indeed everything else, were forcibly taken away by the gods they loved, worshipped, and expected.
Perhaps, as they claim:
Everything in this world will ultimately return to the great God.
Whether the gods are great or not is another matter, but among all that was taken back was the life they were given.
Of course, superhuman beings agree with this view, but most humans never care.
What nonsense are they spouting every day? A bunch of mentally unstable people. It's pathetic that they've been brainwashed to this extent.
Ning Feng is one of those who hold this view.
He has always maintained an attitude of "not believing or spreading rumors" towards deities.
This attitude is seen as disrespect and indifference by others.
"One, two...no, three?"
To others, the scene seemed somewhat strange. Ning Feng and Katis were simply staring at each other silently, one tall and one short, as if there was no tension between them.
However, the actual situation was a completely different scene in Ning Feng's eyes.
Ning Feng was not staring into Katis's eyes, but into his soul... no, his soul had long been melted and absorbed, and now his body was occupied by another being.
The thing before him was not a deity, at least not in Ning Feng's eyes.
Ning Feng was staring at a monster.
A monster cobbled together from a mixture of men, women, and wild beasts.
The upper body is a patchwork of man and beast, topped with a bizarre head that has no mouth but three eyes of different sizes and no hair.
The lower body has two legs, one of which belongs to a woman and is decorated with ornate patterns resembling thorns, while the other leg resembles that of a goat.
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