Chapter 493 Falling Into Hell
On the way of falling, the card text emerged as steady as an old dog:
"Another head of the dark elite of the new gods was captured, and its flesh and blood were devoured, its genes were usurped, and its own blood was strengthened;
Proficiency +1%, reaching 83%;
Rewards:
Blood Mark Tracking (Condensing one's own blood essence, repeatedly purifying and quenching it, so that it can reach the target, which is extremely difficult to remove by conventional means, and can be accurately tracked no matter how far away it is);
The close combat technique is perfect, and this field is the well-deserved pyramid top of the DC universe;
Understanding the mystery of assassination, sneak attacks and assassinations and other talents are engraved into DNA, picking flowers and flying leaves, it is easy to catch;
Ghost Blood Dart (Condense one's own erosion blood into semi-solidified and transformable hidden weapons, the size of which is determined by the host, the hidden weapons can be remotely controlled, and can cross a space distance three times)."
Chu Xin touched the mark on the upper tooth with the tip of his tongue, and estimated that this should be the blood mark tracking left by Kant when he died. If nothing unexpected happens, Apocalypse can use this to lock his position.
He immediately drove the Doomsday spores to attach to the mark.
It worked!
But this mark actually has the ability to regenerate continuously. Even with the spores' swallowing speed, it can't be completely wiped out in a short time. It takes some time.
So he tried to crush the blood and flesh in his entire mouth and spit it out, but the mark strangely appeared on the new upper teeth again.
"It's worthy of being the best in the Dark Elite Club. It's not comparable to the bottom character like Steppenwolf."
Chu Xin simply calmed down and stopped rushing to eliminate the mark.
This is a dangerous signal, and it is also the coordinate of opportunity. It saves him from actively looking for the enemy. The enemy will come to the door. He just needs to wait and see.
At the moment, what should be paid more attention to is where he is about to fall?
Chu Xin was now swept by the endless black waves, following the surging tide to the unknown depths. The transmission tunnel had completely collapsed, turning into scattered debris and melting into the darkness.
Buzz!
The light of destruction emerged, and Chu Xin stabilized his out-of-control body in it, looking around calmly.
There was nothing, only the whistling airflow in the space roared like thousands of evil spirits, and the ripples in all directions swept over Chu Xin and rushed to the same direction.
"Forget it, just follow this wave to see where the end is." He jumped up and disappeared into a ray of light.
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On the boundless barren wasteland, there is an ancient city made of rocks. Torches and bonfires light up the dirty and filthy streets, and terrifying figures walk in it.
Some of them look like people, some look like beasts, and some look like both people and beasts. Some have wings, some have long tails, and some have both wings and long tails. There are also some with skulls or rotten cheeks, like watery evil spirits.
They are the residents of this medieval town.
At this time, the residents were running towards the center of the city happily. The wide square in front of the dark castle was already crowded with figures. They looked up expectantly, and their strange eyes looked up at the terrace at the top of the castle with madness and awe.
There stood a tall figure looking down from above. His body was humanoid, with a head, torso, and limbs. However, he had a hideous and bloodthirsty leopard head and a pair of wide gray-brown wings. His hands had sharp claws, and his skin had evil lines.
He exuded a ghostly and evil aura. Although he did not have a human face, his facial features clearly revealed the arrogance of the powerful and a trace of indescribable desires.
Seeing that almost all the residents of the city had gathered, he, as the city lord, raised his right forearm, as if to indicate that some kind of ceremony or activity could begin.
Amid the crazy cheers of the residents, bull-headed giants came in carrying many extremely long sticks, on which were hung naked humans, men, women, young and old. They were either terrified and crying, or pious and excited and singing loudly, or their eyes were dull and numb.
Among the tens of thousands of residents, these more than a hundred humans were the heretics who didn't fit in.
In the eyes of the residents, they were food, toys, insects, tools for venting, or the exploited party B.
In this way, the humans were placed on a high platform in the center of the square, and the platform was covered with snow-white soft bedding and erected with more than a dozen exquisitely carved candles, like a huge bed.
But even if everyone was naked, and even touched each other to exchange warmth, under the gaze of countless residents, no one had any primitive desires or other thoughts, and there was only constant fear and expectation in their hearts.
Among these people, there are devout believers of cults, ordinary villagers who suffer innocently, murderers who commit all kinds of evil, and nobles with distinguished backgrounds.
But now, they are all sacrifices of a ceremony and participants of a celebration program.
As the city lord raised his right arm, his eyes overflowed with strange swirling magic energy, circling around him.
Huh~ Huh~
Soon, the magic energy dissipated, and the city lord, who was no different from a monster, turned into a blonde, blue-eyed, plump and enchanting human woman!
She stood naked at the highest point, bathed in countless unscrupulous eyes, and instantly ignited the desires of residents and humans.
"Feast Festival, let's start!" She roared loudly, like a shrill groan when suffering from physical destruction.
In an instant, the humans below responded to the order immediately like puppets, as if they were possessed by evil spirits.
Their pupils were blurred and scattered, with pink flames burning deep inside.
Falling in primitive love!
Burning with the fire of desire!
Oblivious to the lingering!
Under the enthusiastic and excited gaze of the local residents, the fights in groups of three or five were entering a white-hot stage.
Gradually, their flesh and blood bodies ignited with real pink flames, gathering together like a huge bonfire rising.
Fire caused by friction?
The bed was dried and ignited by the blazing fire, but the roar of humans continued, ignoring that they had been burned to pieces, bleeding, and dying.
All humans were evaporated into pink and purple gas, floating towards the residents and filling the town.
Like a spark that set the prairie on fire, the local residents also began to follow suit, but because their appearance was slightly different, the scene was somewhat unbearable to watch, like a happy party of evil spirits.
For a time, the streets and alleys were filled with a joyful and enthusiastic atmosphere!
At this time, the city lord on the terrace had returned to his original appearance. He looked down contentedly, greedily inhaling the pink-purple gas into his nose, revealing an orgasmic look.
His name is Sidi, who has the ability to control lust. He is ranked 12th among the 72 demons in hell, a noble prince, and commands 60 demon legions.
That's right, this is the hell of the four-dimensional world!
A hell full of demons and monsters in the true sense of the word!
In hell, apart from Lucifer, the strongest Satan, who stands eternally at the top, the 72 demons are the most powerful and noble.
Of course, the order of arrangement and the rank of nobility do not mean the absolute strength. For example, Sidi is just a noble prince who is one level higher than ordinary demons, but ranks 12th.
Boom--
Suddenly, the chaotic dark clouds above the town violently stirred violently.
Sidi squinted his eyes and looked up, vaguely aware of something wrong.
"Space distortion?"
As soon as he finished his murmur, all the confused demons looked over at once.
The sky collapsed, and the space shattered like a mirror.
Whoosh! Whoosh!
A monster that looked more hideous, brutal, domineering, and fierce than a demon fell from the sky and smashed straight into the castle in the center of the town. (End of this chapter)