Chapter 161 This may be a test from the gods
“On that mural, what is presented is the legendary story of the Deer Antler Immortal.
It is said that there is such a king , due to neglect of government affairs, the country was suffering from drought
Then, through the advice of the priest, the king found the deer-antler immortal living in seclusion in the mountains. With the help of the immortals, the country was saved.
This story reflects the power of the gods in the myth of the white elephant, as well as the wisdom and courage of human beings."
"And what's before us. This mural tells the legend of the flood
Manu, the ancestor of mankind, was told that a great flood was coming. By raising fish, he was able to escape by fish.
Finally, he survived. After going through asceticism and God's help, Manu and his descendants survived and eventually reproduced."
"I can recognize the stories of all the murals here.
Huh, you untouchables might as well go home and think about what to eat tomorrow morning. ”
The rich boy held his hands on his chest,
raised his chin high, and looked at the group of children of similar age to himself,
his eyes were like Looking at a group of low-level pigs and dogs, the disdain in his eyes is written directly on his face,
let others see it clearly and clearly
<. br>Other children, some are out of fear, some are angry but dare not speak,
and some have their minds elsewhere.
They are doing their own thing. No one paid attention to this rich boy about his own affairs.
In front of them, there stood three huge statues of gods more than ten meters high. Naturally, the children recognized them because they were from the White Elephant Empire. Three extremely respected three-phase gods
One of them actually lost both arms, but he still exuded a noble and great aura standing there.
"Why did the paintings of gods on the wall start to melt?" At this time, a child suddenly asked.
Then, the silence around was completely broken by an ominous surge.
The wall seemed to come alive, and a trickle of dark red oozed from the cracks. It was no ordinary liquid,
But the blood is so rich that it can almost condense into a solid substance. They gurgling,
like the breath of the abyss of hell, with a suffocating stench and indescribable terror.
The bloody water greedily climbed up, and wherever it passed,
the originally colorful murals shining with divine brilliance seemed to have encountered the most vicious curse,
Color Fading away quickly, the creatures and scenery in the picture were eroded by blood and water,
just like ice and snow under the scorching sun, melting rapidly until there was no trace.
The gods in the murals, those images that were once compassionate and radiant,
are undergoing unprecedented transformation at this moment.
Their faces were gradually distorted by the blood.
The gentleness and wisdom in their eyes were replaced by madness and violence.
The corners of their mouths evoked a heart-stopping look. Sneering, he changed from aloof guardian to a bloodthirsty demon.
As for those mythical beasts, their originally strong bodies have become distorted, and traces of black air can be seen between their scales or hair.
They are no longer symbols of protection and peace, but have become The messenger of darkness and fear, with a desire for fresh life shining in his eyes.
The atmosphere in the hall plummeted to freezing point, and the cold air seemed to penetrate the bone marrow.
The children's breathing became rapid and trembling, and their faces were full of fear and fear. Despair,
The small bodies shivered in the cold wind, leaning against each other but unable to find any warmth.
The surrounding candlelights swayed more violently in the cold wind, and between the light and shadow, there seemed to be countless shadows dancing, as if there were countless pairs of invisible eyes peeping in the darkness, waiting for the next prey.
"Ahhh! Help...help..."
Suddenly, a shrill scream pierced the dead night sky.
It was a child whose instinctive fear caused him to cry out in despair after witnessing unimaginable horror.
This sound, like a huge stone thrown into a calm lake, instantly aroused panic among everyone in the hall.
They screamed and pushed, trying to escape from this cursed place. place.
In the midst of this chaos, an even more horrifying scene appeared. Vishnu, one of the three-phase gods, this god who should be respected by all people,
at this moment, appears in front of everyone in a twisted and terrifying posture.
His arms were nowhere to be found, leaving only empty sleeves swaying in the wind.
And in his mouth, he actually held a child who was still struggling.
Those pairs of hands were once full of wisdom and compassion. His eyes were empty at the moment, with only the primitive desire for food.
Vishnu chewed heavily, and the sound of blood and minced meat echoed in the hall.
Every chewing seemed to strike the heart of everyone present, declaring The ruthlessness and cruelty of this disaster.
It is completely different from the image of a majestic and holy person like a living god when he arrived at the border town of the White Elephant Empire.
There is only endless violence and cruelty.
"This...this is obviously an evil spirit, not the Three Phase God at all!"
"Open the door quickly, let us out quickly, mom and dad, come and save me, there is Evil spirit, I’m so scared!”
“Why can’t this door be opened? This door is too heavy, please help push it!”
The children all crowded at the gate of the temple with a roar,
Frantically trying to push open the extremely heavy gate,
However, the weight of these two gates was too heavy for them. It's really as heavy as Mount Tai.
“Don’t panic, everyone. This may be a test from the gods.
When we encounter terrible things, can we remain calm and calm, can we still have courage?
Otherwise, how can we become the sons and servants of God? ”
The rich boy still held his hands in front of his chest, motionless.
Although he panicked for a moment when the vision first appeared,
but soon the rich kid came back to his senses and became calm and calm again.
Whoosh!
Vishnu's movements were like thunderous force.
His big hand like a cattail fan suddenly waved, as if casting an invisible big net,
that person was instantly caught. The rich kid held it tightly in his hand, leaving no room for him to struggle.
The eyes of the rich kid were full of disbelief and extreme fear.
The eyes that once shone with pride and confidence were now nothing but the abyss of despair.
He struggled desperately, but it was all in vain.
He could only watch himself being slowly lifted up by the supreme god of the White Elephant Empire who once respected him so much.
Vishnu’s face looked particularly eerie in the dim light,
The corners of his mouth raised slightly, outlining an extremely cold smile,
It is a kind of naked contempt for life and greedy satisfaction.
As he opened his bloody mouth that seemed to be able to swallow everything in the world, the screams of the rich boy stopped abruptly, and were replaced by the heart-wrenching sound of his head being torn apart. The creepy and terrifying sound
is like the most cruel nightmare being staged in reality.
Blood spurted out like a fountain, dyeing the corners of Vishnu's mouth and clothes red,
and also splashing all over the frightened faces around him.
He held the rich boy's body upside down, as if he was showing off a trophy. The blood spurting out,
was like a rushing red river, swept by Vishnu Greedily sucking it into the bloody mouth.
Every swallowing is accompanied by a gurgling sound,
It is the tragic wail of life being ruthlessly plundered,
It echoed in every corner of the hall, making people feel chills in their hearts.
What is worth noting is that the big hand that tightly grasps the rich kid has an extremely weird shape.
The uneven skin surface is obviously a new deformity that has grown after devouring a large number of children recently. thing.
With the passing of another innocent life, this arm was nourished,
gradually regaining some of its former integrity and strength,
revealing a sense of letting go. The creepy, morbid vitality of people.
The screams, the strong smell of blood, and the unspeakable deep fear,
intertwined with each other to form an extremely powerful negative energy,
< br>The entire hall was shrouded in dark clouds.
The candle flame flickered even more fiercely,
Even they felt this suffocating and terrifying atmosphere, and it seemed as if they might be extinguished at any time.
[Thanks to the boss [Love] for the 588 book coins reward, thank the boss Dianbai’s most handsome boy for the 100 book coins reward, thank the two gods for the reward, and wish the two gods a happy event every day. Cool! ! ! 】
(End of this chapter)