Chapter 347 Sacrifice and Lamb(1/2)
They need a broader, richer, and more inexhaustible "pasture"!
Damin is their intended grazing place...
Everything that happened to Shen Li today will happen in Damin on a twice as large scale in the future!
No, maybe it's already happening...
Recalling the tragic night in Hon Hai City, Zhao Yinshun couldn't help but squint his eyes.
If Dean Qin hadn't turned the tide, I'm afraid they would have just finished the ascension ceremony and left, leaving behind a city where every family wears mourning to wait for the next harvest...
And how many "sacrifice" have been completed in the thirty-six states of Damin?
Not to mention that there are local demon sects who are adding fuel to the flames!
In the dark, Zhao Yinshun had a glimmer of enlightenment.
In the eyes of some high-level beings, all living beings are no longer considered flesh and blood [human beings], but are lush clusters of leeks, the lambs they raise, and the "food" for them to ascend to higher levels.
"I'm not that arrogant, why do you think so?"
Pulling up the corner of his mouth sarcastically, Zhao Yinshun murmured to himself, raised his hand and pulled out a gorgeous dark gold sword out of thin air.
Huh~
The dark sword slashed down in the air, and the tall pyramid of human heads shuddered suddenly. Invisible power was transmitted from the void, instinctively resisting the invasion of the Law of Destruction.
In an instant, tens of thousands of heads turned their eyes ferociously and strangely, staring at Zhao Yinshun with penetrating gray-white pupils.
"Ohh Ohh ohh……"
The entire pyramid seemed to have come alive, with everyone's heads opening their mouths wide and emitting evil screams that pierced their souls.
Like a vicious curse or a cry of pain, the penetrating and tragic screams resounded throughout the city. In an instant, even the two armies fighting for life and death were forced to stop and invariably covered their ears to resist the divinity.
The invasion of ripples.
However, this terrifying scream only lasted for less than a tenth of a second. The black destroying sword cut through the divine barrier, and the trembling pyramid froze for an instant. Then everyone's heads and facial features were twisted and deformed, and the skin and flesh melted at a speed visible to the naked eye. In the blink of an eye,
All that was left were the black skulls.
The remaining power of the dark sword collapsed into a black line as thin as a cicada's wings, and disappeared into the void silently, tracing back to the originator along the line of cause and effect.
At the same time, thousands of miles away, a man with a collapsed forehead, protruding back of the head, and deformed and distorted facial features felt something in his heart and looked up in the direction of [Hongya City].
"What's wrong?"
"One of my altars of godhood has been destroyed!"
"What's going on? Why did Fuso's army destroy your altar?"
"I don't know..."
Just as he was about to shake his head, the man's expression suddenly changed. A thin black line appeared in the void without any warning. Then the black line instantly expanded and turned into a devastating sword sword, like a stream of light sinking into the man's eyebrows.
Buzz~
The proud divine barrier was easily penetrated by the black light, and the man's protruding eyes seemed to burst out. He was frozen in place, and an inconspicuous black line two fingers wide appeared between his eyebrows.
The next second, the black line slowly spread, and countless dense particles evaporated from the wound, completely melting the man into nothingness.
"No!"
From the other end of the long river of time, a majestic and cruel roar came upstream, and a phantom of a feathered serpent stretching hundreds of meters formed out of thin air behind the man.
The slender and gorgeous feathered serpent flapped its wings, covered with colorful feathers, gently smoothing the sword marks between the man's eyebrows, and bit by bit expelled and annihilated the sword that contained the law of destruction.
But before the Quetzalcoatl could completely reverse the man's "death", a cold whisper shook the void.
"Deprived of destiny!"
A piece of the original material that constituted existence was forcibly stripped away, and the shrill roar of incompetence and fury came again from the other end of the long river of time.
Thousands of miles away, Zhao Yinshun looked at a tiny crystal clear in the palm of his hand, sneered and closed his fingers.
deprive creation
【God】+1912
【Min】+431
【Power】+692
【Origin·Essence】+0.1
【Qi】+791
【Body】+543
【Root Bone】+72
【Comprehension】+29
【Charm】+17
【Qualification】+94
The acquired attributes are not many, but the innate attributes are quite rich. He is worthy of being a future god. The "nutrition" is rich...
Feeling the swelling power inside his body, Zhao Yinshun smiled and clenched his fists.
"Your Majesty, Princess Cui is back."
After an unknown amount of time, Zhao Yinshun turned his head and saw a figure covered in blood walking toward him step by step, holding a long sword covered in blood.
The tired steps were slow but determined, leaving a series of bloody footprints on the ground with every step.
"Are you comfortable venting?"
"Um."
Cui Enxian nodded, his snow-white cheeks spattered with bright blood drops, inexplicably a bit morbid, poignant and charming.
"Then go to work according to the plan. You will have a very heavy task next."
Looking at the city that was gradually falling into deathly silence, Zhao Yinshun sighed meaningfully.
Destroying the enemy does not mean the battle is over, on the contrary, the real battle begins now.
In order to prevent Fusang from drawing nourishment from Shen Li, he must transfer as many people as possible to the [Liu Yin Fengguo]!
The fleet that has been staying offshore is specifically responsible for this task.
War is actually about fighting for national power, and the essence of national power is people. Keeping strong walls and clearing fields in enemy-occupied areas will not only prevent Fuso from sucking blood smoothly, but will even make them pay extra costs for maintaining stability.
And it just so happens that there is a severe shortage of labor force in our country. The more we fight, the stronger we become, and the more we fight, the weaker the enemy becomes. One day, the overall power in our hands will exceed that of Fusang.
When the time comes, land on the main island and drink in Kyoto...
Well...the last [Champion Lord] was granted the title of Wolf and lived in Xushan. How could I let him be the most beautiful one?
It’s decided, I want to seal Mount Fuji!
He chuckled and pursed his lips. Just as Zhao Yinshun was thinking about the future, an officer came over with an ugly expression.
"Your Majesty, we have made a new discovery."
"I want to see what other tricks they can do?"
Glancing at the ferocious and hollow skull in front of him, Zhao Yinshun stamped his feet fiercely, and the towering pyramid suddenly disintegrated, collapsing inward along with the surrounding earth.
But ten minutes later, when he arrived at a low-key and inconspicuous mansion and saw the inhumane scene in front of him, Zhao Yinshun fell into silence.
I was careless, I still overestimated the lower limit of [evil] in the world...
"Your Majesty, what should I do? Do you want to give them a happy life?"
The key point is that there is far more than one victim like her, there are four or five in this room alone!
"Go and call Qi Tong over!"
Zhao Yinshun rubbed his brows in pain, and decided to let professionals judge.
"Your Majesty, this is the data that they haven't had time to destroy yet. It records the data of most of the experiments here. This girl should be using it to visually observe the human brain's reaction when facing various external stimuli..."
After listening to his subordinate's report, Zhao Yinshun laughed angrily and looked directly into the depths of the mansion with his dark eyes.
"Is the person in charge here alive?"
"have."
"bring it here!"
"yes."
After a while, a dozen Fusang people wearing white robes were brought to Zhao Yinshun.
Obviously it did not emit any extraordinary fluctuations, but facing the young man in white robes who stared at them faintly, all the Fuso people in white robes shuddered, as if they were not facing a handsome young man, but a demon crawling out of hell.
"Which of you is in charge here?"
"I...I am..."
A thin and elegant man in the crowd stood up and answered tremblingly.
To be continued...