Chapter 124.
"You! You are all sacrifices to my Lord! He has already set foot in this world. When His body comes in its entirety, everyone will be eager to offer their lives for Him. You are simply..."
Tang Yu raised his long whip high, and with a snap, the strange black mist around Xila was instantly dissipated.
The faint mumbling in the room also disappeared. Ning Xuanqing's face was pale and beads of sweat the size of beans kept dripping down.
"Tang, Tang Yu, I just felt like I was being stared at by some terrifying existence!"
The moment Sheila mentioned the identity of "Lord", her keen senses immediately captured that extremely terrifying sight, like facing a behemoth from the abyss.
No, it's a million times more terrifying than that!
Li Jia and Tian Xun were also very frightened. Although they did not have the same direct feeling as Ning Xuanqing, they also felt the creepy crisis.
Li Jia said with a stiff voice and trembling voice: "What, what is that?"
"Ha! Did you feel it?!" Sheila raised the corner of her mouth exaggeratedly and said, "That's my Lord! You fragile humans!"
Tang Yu whipped Xila's evil nature away with a whip.
Xi Lasheng was very annoyed by this. He turned his head and glared at Tang Yu, saying, "You are the one who asked! You are not happy after I told you!"
Tang Yu directly ignored Xila's protest, turned to Ning Xuanqing and said, "Keep asking."
Ning Xuanqing took a deep breath to adjust his mood, and asked: "Second question, what is on the other side of the space gate?"
When Sheila heard this question, she was unusually silent for a moment, and then she returned to her annoying look.
"Oh, let me think..." He licked the blood oozing from the corner of his mouth, "Over there at the door——"
"Of course it's the Lord's specimen museum!"
"Impossible, you are lying!" Tang Yu frowned and retorted. Dean Lin made it very clear in the suicide note he left for her.
The space gate connects to other worlds. If humans really reach the point where they are unable to resist, they can use it as the last stronghold.
How could it be like what Sheila said?
Xila seemed to have expected Tang Yu to have this reaction. A strange smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "If you don't believe it, then let's take a look."
As soon as the words fell, black mist emerged from Sheila's body again, and countless memory fragments condensed into a huge holographic projection in the air.
Everyone saw countless upside-down old doors floating in the void. Behind those open doors were one bizarre world after another.
"Did you see it?" Lin Shiyi's childish voice rang in everyone's ears, "The Rule Strange Story is the living library numbered S-07, and all the bookshelves are made of living human spines; the regional space is the D-42 magma factory, and three million dead souls are forging parts for the body of God in the lava; as for the desolate dead land..."
The projection suddenly switched to an overwhelming army of white bones, with dark purple flames dancing in the eye sockets of each skeleton.
Even though it was just a projection of Silla's memory, the four of them could feel the terrifying dark aura.
This means that those worlds have all been eroded by the "Old Ones" that Sheila mentioned.
When they realized this, a chill slowly crept up their spines.
Xila said: "Did you see it? Your world is the last one!"
When Ning Xuanqing heard this, a flash of inspiration suddenly came to his mind.
She stared at Silla's face and asked, "Why did our world fall last? If He is so powerful, why didn't He invade our world directly, but adopted such a slow invasion method? What is in our world?"
A series of questions made Xila silent again. He stared at Ning Xuanqing's face through the black silk and asked irrelevantly, "You are really smart."
Ning Xuanqing narrowed her eyes. Even though Xila didn't answer her question, from his reaction, she was already sure of her guess in her heart.
"Is it because of Tang Yu? Or is it the monster in Tang Yu's body?"
Ning Xuanqing's last question made the atmosphere in the entire room stagnant to the extreme.
When Tang Yu heard Ning Xuanqing's words, he reacted instantly.
yes!
If what Sheila said was true, and all the worlds behind the space gate had already fallen, then why was their world still struggling?
It is absolutely impossible that the "Old Ones" are not powerful enough. The only plausible reason is probably that there is something in this world that the Outer God is afraid of.
And this existence is probably at the same level as that Outer God, otherwise that Outer God would not have invaded the Earth so cautiously!
As for what Ning Xuanqing said, that there is a connection between that existence and Tang Yu, this also makes a lot of sense.
First of all, it is known that the strange things that are happening around the world are caused by the invasion of the power of the alien god, and Tang Yu’s ability has an extremely tricky inhibitory effect on the strange power.
Even when facing Xila, who claimed to be God's Agent, Tang Yu was still able to suppress him in all aspects by relying on his skills.
From this point of view, this itself is already unreasonable.
What kind of ability can fight against the power from the outer gods?
Tang Yu squinted his eyes and looked at the silent Silla, and said, "Is she right?"
Silla paused for a while, and suddenly said in a rare serious tone: "I advise you not to know some things in such detail, it will not do you any good."
Tang Yu nodded, "Okay, I understand."
What Xila said made sense. If it was true as Ning Xuanqing said, then the truth would be of no benefit to Tang Yu.
But that didn't mean she didn't want to know.
An hour later, Tang Yu came to Xila with a bowl of octopus balls. The surface of the glutinous rice ball-sized balls was covered with eyeballs, which blinked and stared at Xila strangely.
Shila was tied up with a thorn whip and couldn't move. He tried hard to turn his head to the side and not look at those eyeballs.
“You, what are you doing!?!”
Tang Yu moved the bowl closer and said frankly, "Force a confession."
In order to make such an authentic dish, Tang Yu put a lot of effort.
She first needs to use the power of distortion to convert her skills back to the King of Cooking before she can proceed.
Compared to this dish that left a huge psychological shadow on Xila, if Xila was directly tortured, I'm afraid he might not tell the truth.
Moreover, Tang Yu hadn't cooked for a long time and was itching to try his hand at cooking. Now that he had a ready-made customer, how could he let him go easily?
"This is made with rare deep-sea giant octopus tentacles, freshly grilled on a special hemispherical iron plate. The crispy outer layer comes from my precise control of the heat, while the inner core deliberately retains a semi-fluid soft texture. I hope you can experience this double experience of crispy outer layer and tender inner layer!"
Tang Yu showed the finished product to Xila with great interest. "Because there is no bonito flakes, I poured a little of the unique sauce of the big tentacle. I suggest you eat it while it is hot and feel the fresh ocean aroma when the crispy shell breaks between your teeth!"
Xila raised her neck high and began to struggle hard, but Tang Yu refused to give in.
"Why don't you just take a look, or even just smell it?"
"I don't! I don't..." Silla could refuse to see, but she couldn't refuse the smell.
When that strange smell drifted into his nostrils, he knew that something bad was going to happen.
"I'll tell you! I'll tell you!" Silla's forehead was covered with cold sweat. She wanted Tang Yu to put away the bowl of horrible poison, but she opened her mouth and said, "Give me two bites."
Tang Yu immediately did as he was told with a smile on his face.
In less than three minutes, the whole bowl of octopus balls went into Silla's stomach.
Every time he ate an octopus ball, his expression was extremely painful, but his mouth seemed to betray his body and he couldn't wait to continue eating.
Only when the bowl was empty did Sheila stop moving.
Tang Yu squatted in front of him and asked, "How does it taste?"
Silla barely managed to squeeze out a sentence from her throat: “It’s really too disgusting!”
Suddenly, the dark purple blood vessels in his neck began to wriggle wildly, as if countless maggots were gnawing at his skin.
“Cough…cough cough!”
He suddenly arched his body and vomited out a ball of sticky black mist. The twisted tentacles in the mist turned into ashes the moment they touched the ground.
Tang Yu saw the dark energy emanating from his wounds from time to time, dissipating at a speed visible to the naked eye.
The uncontrolled energies caused the thorn whip to crack, and Tang Yu immediately retracted the whip when he saw that things were not going well.
Without the support of the twisting force, the thorn whip began to slowly return to its original shape, becoming the rusty boning knife again.
Xila covered her eyes with trembling hands, and tore off the black silk on her face with her tangled hands.
"Turn around and don't look!" Tang Yu ordered his teammates sternly, holding the boning knife high in his hand, ready to chop down at any time.
However, Xila had no intention of attacking. As he covered his eyes with his fingers, a black substance like asphalt continued to flow out.
Those things evaporated before they had time to drip onto the ground.
Under Silla's collar, the strange lines wrapped around his chest were like leeches exposed to the sun, twitching and shrinking deep into his pores.
"Tang...Tang?" The hoarse voice of the boy made Tang Yu, who was about to make the finishing blow, freeze in place.
The boy curled up on the carpet was no more than seven or eight years old. He was tugging at his loose white shirt in a daze. His hair, soaked with cold sweat, stuck to his forehead, overlapping the figure of his childhood playmate in his memory.
The eyes on that face were no longer completely black, but had become normal pupils with clear black and white.
"Lin Shiyi?" Tang Yu frowned and looked at him carefully, and asked, "Are you Shiyi or Xila?"
"I, of course I'm eleven!" Lin Shiyi asked blankly, "Why do you ask?"
"Do you remember what happened to you?" Tang Yu still held the knife tightly in his hand.
As long as this guy reveals any flaw, she will look down without hesitation.
"What happened?" Lin Shiyi subconsciously recalled.
At the same time, a large number of memory fragments flooded into his mind as the strange power faded.
Lin Shiyi suddenly hugged his head in pain. He saw himself kneeling in the sacrificial array and tearing his hair frantically. He saw the tentacles of the outer gods drilling into his bone marrow through his seven orifices, and finally froze on the night he became an agent.
"sorry..."
He choked up with sobs. The agent of the evil god who once had everyone looking up to him was now curled up on the ground, shaking like a baby bird in the rain. "I seem to have done something very bad."
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