Cen Jin was taken to the military region, and when he and the negotiating team just arrived at the chain bridge, a new psychic spell deep in the ground was activated, and the crimson shimmer was like magma, covering mountains and valleys, over mountains and seas, all over Hong Kong.
The port city and the waters of the South China Sea captured by the remote sensing map showed a strange and ominous crimson color. The map section was placed in front of everyone in the capital and the headquarters.
The negotiating team looked at the ground and expressed doubts: "What's going on?", "Isn't that some kind of apocalypse ritual started?", "Meaning that Vishnu was killed?", "Then do we still enter the military area?"
As soon as the voice fell, everyone was silent and looked at each other in dismay. When they didn't know what to do next, a figure quickly jumped out of the car and ran in the direction of the chain bridge.
"It's classmate Huang." The chief of the negotiation team clawed at the car door and shouted: "Come back quickly! The situation is unclear now, Vishnu's life and death are unknown, and we must wait for the organization to command the next step!"
Before he finished speaking, the car shook violently, and the people inside were still tossed upside down while clutching the carriage. After trying to stabilize his body, he looked around, but found that the waters of the South China Sea were being violently stirred. A wooden stick was stirred back and forth, gradually forming a huge vortex, and an unknown huge black shadow was dormant in the vortex.
Before it was too late, the turmoil began.
At this time, this thought flashed through the minds of everyone in the negotiation team. When they finally recovered, the boss led a team of extraordinary people to find them. With a big wave, everyone returned to the base and waited for instructions.
"What about the yellow-haired man?"
"Go in."
The boss let out a low curse and ordered them all to go back. Then he was about to run into the military area to find Huang Mao. Unexpectedly, a crimson light wall suddenly rushed out of the sea area in the middle, and instantly cut the chain into two pieces, and returned the man-made man in the general area. The isolated island is completely isolated from the land, refusing any living beings to approach.
The deep sea is turbulent and the waves are rolling, such as the weak water in the legend, but there is no floating hair.
As soon as the propeller of the helicopter hovering and reconnaissance touched the sky-high crimson wall of light, it was like an electric shock. It suddenly malfunctioned, and the electric sparks flashed, and it immediately failed.
Fortunately, the pilot quickly parachuted out and is now safe and sound.
"I can't get in, what should I do? Classmate Huang is still inside... Has Lord Vishnu been sacrificed successfully? Even the gods have been sacrificed. Is it possible for humans to survive?"
The negotiating team's chief calf trembled, looking around like a frightened bird, and murmured nervously. He was obviously someone who had seen the big scene, but at this time he was showing an unusual layman.
The boss knows the reason, it is the burst of spiritual pollution that erodes their hearts and draws out negative emotions in their hearts, especially fear and panic, making people panic and crazy to the point of delusion.
"Ahhh!" Someone in the negotiating team suddenly screamed unbearably, jumped out of the car and rushed towards the cliff, shouting: "I can't stand it, I can't stand it, it's terrible!! There is a voice in my head screaming! —"
The boss was startled, knocked him unconscious when he was about to jump off the cliff and carried him back to the car. Seeing that the others were also confused, he simply knocked them out. He drove back to the nearest base and found the inside. Symptoms of panic and fear have appeared.
He found Wu Yujie to ask about the situation, and the latter stuffed him with a pollution detection instrument in his hand: "The pollution value has soared to 3,000, which is the value before the Apocalypse Festival has fully started, and the pollution contained in the air has exceeded what the human body can bear. Our troops and superhumans are at least heavily trained, but mental breakdowns have spread widely."
"What does it say above?"
"Meet."
"Have a fart party at this time!"
"Contact the headquarters to collect alloy materials."
"…Is it this far?"
"in case."
"Huang Mao has entered the military area." The boss hesitated to make unrealistic guesses: "Is it possible for him to save the situation?"
Hearing this, Wu Yujie turned her head and stared at the boss: "There are less than thirty minutes left, plan for the worst, don't put pressure on a child."
The boss snorted irritably, couldn't help flicking his fingers, stared straight at the direction of the military area and the sea, and suddenly laughed: "It seems that since the story meeting came out, I have never encountered such an exciting moment. "
"I often hang my life by a thread. Thank you."
"Yeah, I'm half-retired hahaha..." The boss patted his head and laughed.
"Aren't you worried about Huang Mao? I think you usually take care of him."
"Well... Mainly I think Lao Ding should protect him."
The two of them chatted and talked casually while observing the changes in the situation in the port city. The topics were messy except for the famous flags such as 'return to the hometown after the event' and 'marriage after the event' and other famous flags.
At this time, Cen Jin passed through the front of the messy and dilapidated military area, avoiding the crimson beams of light that jumped up from time to time, and finally came to the entrance of the military building. It melted in the crimson beam of light and became a part of the sacrifice of the apocalypse.
Blinking his eyes, Cen Jin pushed open the door. The ceilings of the second, third, and fourth floors in the hall were all pierced. Ancient Sanskrit characters were engraved from the floor to the wall to the ceiling of the top floor. Volcanic lava.
The body of Vishnu hangs in the air, with three faces and four arms. The left head is compassionate, the middle head is gentle, and the right head is black and terrifying. The symbol of life has been lost.
The whole body is covered with ancient Sanskrit characters, exuding a deep red shimmer, which can be condensed into red silk threads visible to the naked eye. A small part of it has been connected to the runes on the wall and floor, and most of the red silk threads are only two-thirds condensed.
Cen Jin tried to cut off the red silk thread, and when he touched the red thread, it spread like a cloud of smoke, and then he realized that the red thread had no substance. He raised his eyes to observe the body of Vishnu, and was a little surprised that the three heads of Vishnu were different from the face he had seen two days ago.
Could it be that the facial features are different because what I saw that day was two horrible faces
But the right side of the head is also a horror. Although the changes are subtle, he can still distinguish the difference, and the facial features of the horror he saw before are different.
Looking down, his chest was cut open, revealing a scarlet pulsating heart. The ancient Sanskrit words inside were so dense that it made people panic. Just looking at it for two more seconds, Cen Jin was dizzy and fell into an endless trance. In the darkness, the heartbeat of the drums came from the darkness, as if suddenly returning to the mysterious and barbaric human sacrifices of ancient times.
Countless runes, dense crowds, rising flames and endless whispers, the air is filled with the smell of blood, darkness devours the sun, descends into the world, and releases countless malicious, grotesque and terrifying ghosts and wolves. To the defenseless creatures.
With a light snap, Cen Jin fell to the ground, holding his hands on the floor and couldn't stop vomiting, until his stomach cramped, his head was full of cold sweat, and his body couldn't stop shaking before he stopped retching.
That is the terror carried by the ancient gods, which directly destroys the fragile spirit of human beings and gives the most intuitive terror, which is enough to drive humans crazy without visual and auditory stimulation.
Cen Jin curled up his fingers, thinking unconsciously to the point when he saw Ding Baiqing for the first time. Although the impact was great, it didn't seem to be as exciting as it is now. Even in the face of the Queen Mother of the West, there was no illusion that his soul was torn to pieces.
Ah... I remembered, Ding Baiqing was by his side at that time.
"cough."
Cen Jin got up, looked up at the body of Vishnu in the sky, and noticed the wound that was not found just now. There was a fist-sized hole three inches below the navel, that is, where the dantian was, and there was a piece of meat in it.
Forget it, no matter where the wound came from, it is important to destroy the source of the pollution first.
He clenched his fists, his pupils shrank sharply into a black spot, and in the next instant he appeared in front of Vishnu's body, stretched out his palms, spread out his five fingers, and suddenly became claws, and the powerful gravity suddenly fell heavily on Vishnu's body. The top of the body, the terrifying force pressed the ground into a depression of two meters.
However, the body of Vishnu was motionless and untouched.
Cen Jin's eyes widened, and he continued to exert ten times the gravity. The whole building was on the verge of collapse, and the ground collapsed by half a meter, two meters, three meters... The dust billowed like thick smoke, and the ground quickly collapsed seven or eight meters into a deep pit, but it couldn't be helped. Body of Vishnu.
"How could...?" Cen Jin was stunned.
Then he took out the sickle and hammer and tried, but still could not destroy the source of pollution.
"Feeling frustrated?"
The sudden sound appeared behind him, Cen Jin turned back suddenly and threw the hammer in his hand, the latter just tilted his head to avoid the attack, the wall banged loudly, and a cobweb-like crack quickly appeared, and the hammer was stuck in the wall. .
The gray-white dust gradually dissipated, revealing the white-haired emperor Shitian.
It still looks like a teenager. Although the skin is darker, the facial features are more delicate. People can't help but think of the portraits of young emperors depicted in Tang murals, men and women, phoenix clothes and crowns. Only in this way can they afford Buddhist scriptures and ancient Brahman scriptures. Described in the book, the goddess Shitian, who was favored by the gods and made the daughter of the king of Asura adored.
Di Shitian was sitting on the shattered stairs on the fifth floor, with his left hand propped on his cheek, his white hair was held behind his head by Hua Guan, a soft strand of white hair hung down from his cheek, and a strand of white hair was long behind his ears. The golden tassel of the neck leans forward with the movement.
"The body of the god of death is difficult to destroy, not to mention that this is the three-phase god that supports a mythological system." Di Shitian pointed to the body of Vishnu and said: "Three-faced Vishnu, the left is the benevolent Brahma of creation, and the right is the extinction. Shiva, the fearful appearance of the world, is Vishnu in the middle."
Cen Jin's head hummed, and quickly grabbed the key information: "The three-phase gods are not three independent incarnations, but three-faced one?"
Emperor Shitian: "It used to be three separate incarnations, but they merged in order to survive the war... Of course, it can also be said to devour the other two incarnations to form the current three-faced god. You must know that there is no "three-faced" in the Brahman epic. Shi Nu' incarnation, have you ever doubted it?"
No.
Cen Jin pursed his lips. He knew that the Bharata Lord and God are three-in-one. However, he was familiar with various documents and always regarded them as three separate individuals, so that when he saw the three-faced Vishnu, he not only had no doubts, but thought it was his. One of the incarnations.
He did not expect that Vishnu devoured Brahma and Shiva and has become a true Trinity God.
"You said just now that he supports a mythical system... But isn't the core of the mythological system strong martial arts?"
Di Shitian smiled without saying a word.
Cen Jin realized the reason in his silence and panicked about it: "They are strong martial arts!"
It is no wonder that Shiva, who was unknown in the Vedic period, defeated the first god in the late Vedic period in one fell swoop, and pinched the two main gods Vishnu and Brahma to successfully replace the original mythology system, because he has a powerful force.
"Qianwu is Shiva."
The terror of Shiva is responsible for destroying the world. When he dances the Tandava dance in the fire, the old era and order are torn apart in the flames, and the new era will be reborn in the will of Brahma, so from beginning to end only the representative of protection The resurrection of Vishnu, because the resurrection of Shiva is the time of destruction.
wrong.
Cen Jin remembered the ghost-eyed Shiva described in the Brahman epic. In the center of his forehead, there is a third eye comparable to a nuclear weapon. The myth records that Bharat, the goddess of love, tried to seduce Shiva and was burned to ashes by the ghost-eye.
Looking at the description, I feel that Shiva's ghost eyes are powerful.
From the corner of Cen Jin's eyes, he focused on the horror of Shiva next to him, but he didn't see any sign of a third eye on his forehead.
"Don't look for it, I took it."
Cen Jin paused, turned his eyes back, and stared at Di Shitian: "Anyway, you are full of desire to talk, and I have no clue how to destroy Vishnu's body, why don't you tell me kindly, what is Qiangwu? Ghost Eye Shiva or Shiva Dance of the World?"
Di Shitian raised a smile and said cheerfully: "Do you want to guess the way to break the Apocalypse Festival through strong martial arts? My friend, you have a lot of thoughts, and I still prefer your undeveloped brain. Sad and stupid."
Cen Jin smiled meaninglessly: "I'm honored to hear a stupid comment for the first time."
"I like other people's flattery, you've flattered me." Di Shitian changed his posture, put his palms on the windowsill behind him, looked at Cen Jin and said, "The so-called Shiva Dance of Extermination is actually a spell. The posture confuses the enemy, constantly plunders the vitality of all living beings to sacrifice, and finally opens a large new mantra. The process of implementing the sacrifice is called the Apocalypse sacrifice, and the new mantra after the success of the magic formation is called the Shiva Mantra."
His eyes swept across Cen Jin, and the body of Vishnu fell behind him, with a cold and cruel smile.
"However, I have improved the Shiva World Extermination Mantra. It is absolutely impossible to stop the Apocalypse Festival at the beginning, because the nourishment this time is the body of the gods that has been cultivated for thousands of years." Di Shitian suddenly laughed, trembling from his shoulders. Laughing until he raised his head and laughed, his expression showed a hint of madness: "It's this traitor's self-made and self-directed annihilation identity, so let him become the sacrifice of the spell, isn't it the best cause and effect destination
Since human beings believe in and worship the God of Destruction, let them die in a nightmare bestowed by the gods they worship, and they will never be freed from despair. "
"But," Cen Jin said softly, "what's the matter with the people of Huaxia? What's the relationship with people other than Bharat? We never believed in you, so how could we betray?"
"For me, Buddhists are also betrayals. They know the real epic of the gods, but they take advantage of the emptiness and take away the fruits of my victory. Shouldn't they kill them!" Because of excitement, the golden tassels behind Di Shitian's ears Shake back and forth.
Cen Jin: "According to incomplete statistics, the number of Buddhists in the world seems to be less than 300 million, and what you want to kill is more than 6 billion people in the world."
Di Shatian sighed when he heard the words: "I don't want to, but Buddhists are all over the world. If you kill them point-to-point, it's like finding a handful of rice in the sand. It's better to kill them all. Are you right?"
As far as the pursuit of efficiency is concerned, there is nothing wrong with logic.
"The last question." Cen Jin raised his eyes to look at Di Shitian, the hammer in the wall behind him trembled slightly, and the gravel powder fell down. "How did you kill Vishnu?"
Di Shitian: "I have engraved spells in his heart long ago, so when I suddenly appeared in front of him, his expression became surprised, and then turned into panic, unable to move, feeling the pain of loss of vitality, watching helplessly. I cut open his heart and dug out the deep red jade beads buried in his body... Oh, the beads you destroyed in the harbor city, the real useful beads were in the aquarium, I grabbed them back and used them ."
"Where is it used?"
"Hey, the last question we agreed, you have to be honest, don't you think?"
"Yes." Cen Jin agreed, the hand hanging by his side clenched suddenly, and with a swing forward, the hammer stuck in the wall was pulled out by an invisible force, and quickly attacked the back of Di Shitian's head.
Di Shitian turned his head to avoid the hammer, but found that the hammer was changing direction in mid-air, and instead of speeding up, he attacked the door with an interesting look, his body fell backward, the hammer flew out and embedded in the wall again, and then he lifted it up. He started and pressed his palm down, and the hammer seemed to be pushed and pulled back and forth by two forces, vibrating constantly, the gravel and wall skin rolled down, and the cobweb-like cracks expanded to the entire wall and ceiling.
Suddenly, the eyes turned dark, a cold light flashed, and a sharp sickle cut through the air to form a phantom and slashed straight at Di Shitian's neck. Di Shitian was startled, and his palm supported the ground to cut himself open and bounced. As a result, the hammer hit the head like a shooting star with gravity.
As soon as he avoided the hammer, he kicked his leg sharply towards the chest like a whip, followed by the intensive attack of the sickle and the hammer, forcing Di Shitian to be unable to fight back. The whole body was bent into a long bow, and the next moment, Huang Mao quickly turned over in the air and kicked his abdomen with his legs together.
With a bang, Di Shitian fell into a deep pit, with a loud bang, dust everywhere, and he disappeared for a long time.
Huang Mao did not pursue the victory, nor did he become complacent or let his guard down, but turned to face Vishnu, enduring the endless terror and awe, trying to bring the body of Death into Kunlun Mountains and Seas.
The brain developed to the extreme, while the strange inside went to the candle dragon near the door to avoid it, and at the same time vacated the ground to prepare to seal the body of Vishnu. He was not sure whether the Kunlun Mountains and Seas could accommodate the huge spell carried by a god sacrifice, and even more so. I don't know if the weirdness living in it will be implicated.
He really can't, really can't.
It can only be tried in this way. Once danger occurs, immediately let everyone leave strangely, and then cut off the connection of the door.
There is a candle dragon watching over the door, so he can rest assured.
Half a minute left...
Cen Jin's ears, mouth and nose were oozing blood, bloodshot eyes were intertwined, and blue veins burst out on his arms and temples, which actually moved Vishnu's body.
But the next moment, Vishnu's body suddenly trembled heavily, and the passage connecting the Kunlun Mountains and Seas was cut off instantly.
Cen Jin was stunned, Kunlun stopped him from sending Vishnu dead
This means that even Shanhai Kunlun is afraid of the World Destruction Curse.
"what?"
Cen Jin's hands trembled, and out of the corner of his eye caught sight of Di Shitian quietly appearing beside him, unscathed, even his hair was not messed up.
"It turns out that you killed the Queen Mother of the West and took away the Kunlun Mountains and Seas." Di Shitian's smile widened: "My friend, you can always bring me unexpected surprises."
Di Shitian stretched out his hand, with the back of his hand facing Cen Jin's side face, and suddenly waved hard, but he did not have any real contact with his face, but the huge force still sent him flying, hitting the deep pit hard, and it was painful. With a little movement, I felt that all the internal organs were shifting.
Cen Jin coughed, wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth, and looked at Di Shitian who was in the air blankly, thinking, is the gap so big
The next moment, I saw Di Shitian stretched out his right hand and probed into Vishnu's chest, holding the heart with only a little force, the speed of the red line condensation suddenly accelerated four or five times, and quickly connected to the rune on the ground, like a large high-function machine. His central heart finally throbbed, and the crimson slurry flowing in the rune was instantly stimulated to turbulently fluctuate. The dazzling light spread from the building to the military area and crossed the sea. In an instant, the entire port city and the sea were covered with flowing crimson light.
At the same time, the sun rose from the sea, and the rays of light slanted down, pulling the curtain of the night, and the bell of the military area at six rang through the sky—
The Apocalypse Ritual was completed, and the Shiva Extermination Mantra was activated.
In an instant, billowing waves of pollution poured out from the dead body of Vishnu, and the crimson light woven into fine red silk threads wrapped around the dead body of Vishnu, wrapping it into a cocoon, emitting a bright red eye that could not be seen directly. Light.
Against the background of the red light and the sun, Di Shitian slammed his mechanical wings about four meters long, and looked down at Cen Jin with a smile: "Now I can answer you, the deep red jade beads that were grabbed from the aquarium were used for where it goes."
He opened his hands, and the ceiling above his head was cracked inch by inch, as if the paper was burnt to ashes, it scatters when the wind blows, revealing a dazzling sky and jet-black sea water about 100 meters high.
In the sea water, a huge black shadow slowly slides.
"Thousand-headed Naga." Cen Jin's voice trembled.
Di Shatian was a little displeased: "It's a Buddhist thing, please call it: Ananda Shesha!"