The Grim Reaper Can’t Be Tricked

Chapter 120: Apocalypse Festival (3)

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"Dean of the sick house?"

"It's fake, he believed it himself."

Furiluo, no, it should be Emperor Shitian.

He has a bright smile, looks like a good woman, white hair and black skin complement each other to form a special delicate beauty. When confessing the evil things he has done, his black and white eyes can still maintain a clean and pure eyes, which is frightening.

"The cult has existed for at least more than 20 years. You are only in your early 20s. According to the agency's investigation, Shang Moruo began to contact the cult forty years ago. At that time, the cult was still based on voodoo. In the name of walking in Southeast Asia." Cen Jin clenched his fists, he did not bring any weapons.

"It's impossible that Shang Moruo gave way to you?"

Di Shitian lifted the white hair that was blowing in front of his cheeks behind his ears, hung it at his neck, tilted his head for a while before answering Cen Jin's question: "Because Shang Moruo is me."

Cen Jin's pupils clenched, and the opening was a boring old stalk: "Don't tell me you know how to separate your body."

Di Shitian held his stomach and burst into tears: "My friend, you are so humorous."

Cen Jin found that he was not mocking, he was really amused, he couldn't help but slander, his laugh was so low.

"It's magic, magic."

Di Shatian waved his left hand in the air at will, water ripples could be seen in the night sky with the naked eye, lights and shadows like thunder and lightning flashed, and then an old man appeared out of nowhere, with a mix of shapes, talk and laughter.

But Cen Jin soon realized that something was wrong.

"He has no body."

"Isn't it good to find a real person to be on top?" Di Shitian remembered one thing and said to him: "Speaking of which, I can even hypnotize me. I can find someone to instill all kinds of thoughts, and then give him a mirror, oh, It's the name of magic, or you can call it a mirage, an illusion created by lightning.

Anyway, just to give him a shell, he will be very convinced that he is Shangmoruo, not only for the cause of the cult, but also for the Ashura and the gods and people, even if he used to be a very devout Brahmin noble. "

"You have done similar things many times, and even the organization has not found the problem of Shang Moruo."

"Yes." Di Shitian admitted generously, thinking of a certain past event and sighed: "Since you know that Shang Moruo happened, you should also know that the organization believes that he is the reincarnation of the sage Shankara at the end of the seventh century AD.

In fact, from that time on, I decided to be a behind-the-scenes messenger. At that time, I was so incapable of covering up that the shell had to 'die' at the age of thirty-two. Even the new psychic spell that was finally implemented was only a hundred years old. Interrupted. "

Cen Jin quietly wiped his pants with the back of his hand, trying to wipe off the goose bumps that came out.

He recalled the topics that Wu Lan, Huang Jiang and the others have often talked about in their ears in the past two days, the Vedic era, the ancient Brahman era and the Buddhist era, the rise and fall between the first generation of gods and the second generation of gods, as well as Asuras and gods the contradiction.

All the relationships were connected in a trance, and then I remembered that the official Huaxia had issued the latest notice on the forum in advance, and Wu Lan and the others knew about it.

It's just that Cen Jin's lack of energy makes him completely unconcerned.

The notice not only explained the mythological system of Bharat and the replacement of dynasties, but also named the currently known identities of Indra, including Emperor Shitian, magician, Shankara and Shangmara.

Cen Jin suddenly said: "So your purpose is not to bring the gods and the Asuras back to the glory of the Vedic era, you just hang them with this carrot again and again and let them work for you."

For Kali and other steadfast Brahmin believers, they are brainwashed into looking for gods and gods. Brainwashing Asuras and devas like Rei, Rahu, and Dean of the Sick Building to regain their former glory.

Regardless of the asuras and water ghouls in the strange town, or the brainwashed water ghouls and asuras of Gangchengzhou Island, they were all used to the extreme, and they were cold-blooded and terrifying.

Di Shitian spread his hands and said: "Those are all human beings, they can only be regarded as my tribe, not my clan. Since they are tribes, shouldn't they charge for me? Besides, Ashura and the gods have already died. "

Cen Jin looked at him, didn't speak, didn't approve.

"Do you think Vishnu is really gentle and easy to talk? Laugh to death, Vishnu, Brahma and Shiva are three in one, destroying the new life and protecting him are the ones who have the final say. Don't give up your past beliefs." Di Shitian's expression was a little cold, and he said to him: "In written records, the era of the most human sacrifices was the era of the rule of the three gods. Do you still think that Vishnu is gentle and easy to talk? "

Cen Jin shook his head: "I never thought that Vishnu was easy to talk. No god can be trusted. I don't believe in him, nor in you."

Di Shitian chuckled and slapped his palms: "My friend, I said earlier that you are very smart."

Cen Jin: "So the person who noticed me in room 1071 was actually you, not the garland. It was you who decided to drag me into Kusinara."

He should have thought about it, such an important event related to the longevity serum, how could an Asura king in the garland be qualified to drag him into their big plan with an uncertain factor.

Di Shitian nodded again: "I thought you were very interesting at the time, but I actually knew that Pozhi was hiding in the church as a priest, but she was only interested in the 'becoming a Buddha' that Baimu said.

You know, I finally united with the Queen Mother of the West to kill Vishnu, a group of gods, and when I came back, I found that a group of bald donkeys replaced Brahmins and became the mainstream religion. I was so angry... Alas! I was so pissed I slaughtered them all.

I'm pretty sure the gods and Buddhas in the sky are clean... I'm referring to the gods and Buddhas in Kushina Loli, but one day I suddenly learned that there is a human being who will make those weird 'Buddhas'? "

He couldn't help laughing: "I'm so curious, and of course I want to know if it will become a variable that affects my plan, so I arbitrarily proposed to drag you into Kushinaro. Sure enough, you are very special, you mess up I followed my previous plan, but when I missed the best chance to kill you, I gave up the idea of killing you."

Cen Jin suddenly felt that he talked a lot, like a standard villain, with a strong desire to talk and perform.

He said softly, "Isn't it because I'm afraid of the gods around me?"

Di Shitian raised his index finger, shook his head and said, "I am really afraid, so I leave the longevity slurry for you, I hope you can tear each other because of this slurry. Whoever wins or loses, for me, is to help solve a potential opponent. good thing.

But I didn't expect you to give me such a big surprise - you resurrected Vishnu with the longevity serum, and used the rules attached to it to banish a powerful god! "

"To correct it, you deliberately stole the longevity serum and deliberately lured Sarutobi Riyue to break it, leading to the resurrection of the gods."

"No way, I just saw the longevity serum pendant you were carrying, and I just recognized the two new psychic spells you carried on it. I don't think you have a good relationship with that god."

Di Shitian tilted his head and stood on tiptoe on the edge of the rooftop, half of his body hanging in the air.

"So just give it a try. Sure enough, Huang Mao, you are my forever good friend at first sight. Otherwise, the blood and flesh of Asuras, angels and water ghouls alone cannot complete the great formation, and the entire port needs to be sacrificed. The population of the city is more than nine million. It is a big project with a high failure rate. Fortunately, there is a longevity slurry...

So, Huang Mao, you are the savior of nine million people! "

Cen Jin's scalp is numb. Not only is he frightened by Di Shitian's original plan to sacrifice all the people of Hong Kong, but he is also shocked by the fact that his subordinates who worked for him are used completely from life to death. The degree of cold-blooded terror has deepened. Even more terrifying.

"If the title of a good friend is based on the value of use as a criterion, I would like to thank you for being insensitive." Cen Jin quickly changed the subject: "Why do you want to resurrect Vishnu?"

Di Shitian: "Didn't you read the Purana?"

Cen Jin: "What?" He quickly reacted: "Is it the source of life plan? You left it for me? What is written in it?"

"That's right." Di Shitian snapped his fingers and said, "My purpose is all in it, but it's a pity that none of you know the goods from top to bottom. It's a waste of my heart."

Cen Jin: "Now that you tell me all your secrets, are you planning to kill someone to silence you?"

"No, no, why would I kill you? My friend, you have always been kind to me." Di Shitian narrowed his eyes and smiled: "This is a small reward, you can immediately notify the entire organization and officials of various countries, You can even announce to the world, anyway, it is too late, and it will be dawn in three hours.

It's too late for you to do anything. "

He opened his hands like spreading his wings, turned his back to the night sky, and slowly fell back.

"Cen Jin, it's not just human beings who have endured for five thousand years in exchange for a rebellion. The gods are also walking alone in the dark for seven thousand years, in order to judge the traitors one day. Humans who betrayed and forgot about us will kill our ethnic group. The gods that have been killed, I will pull them out bit by bit."

"Where the sun shines is where the sword of judgment points."

Cen Jin's eyes widened, his pupils shrank instantly, he dodged in front of Di Shitian, reached out and grabbed him who fell, but it was a very slow movement trajectory in his mind, but it just missed.

He looked into Di Shitian's eyes, and immediately understood that it was a magic phantom, a subtle method that even his 30% brain could deceive.

In just one second, he missed the opportunity to capture Di Shitian.

In Cen Jin's pupils, there was a reflection of Di Shitian who fell from a tall building, the appearance of a young man with black skin and white hair, his innocent eyebrows were quickly stained by evil and treacherous, and he opened his heart with endless malicious language to question.

"...You are also forgotten by all mankind, don't you hate it?"

The sea breeze roared, the rooftops of high-rise buildings, one up and down, one with yellow hair and white skin, one with white hair and black skin, the picture seemed to freeze for an instant, but Huang Mao quickly reacted and jumped off the building to hunt down Di Shitian, but he didn't know Di Shi Tian. What means did Tian use disappear in front of his eyes.