Chapter 133: Soul Burner (33, thanks to the alliance leader Zhen Xinghe!)
The dying warrior’s aura dropped and his heart calmed down.
Then, Li Jiaoxi slowly told the truth: "The evil demon did suffer a heavy blow... Among the people who came to hunt you, there was a martial arts master, and he defeated the evil demon head-on."
"But that evil demon also has a trump card. It is a sub-demon of a certain great heavenly demon. When it was about to be defeated, it borrowed the power of its main body. The grandmaster was carelessly attacked and even half of his body was devoured by it - but I am the master of the divine religion. How could it be so easy to die at the hands of the devil? Before his death, Master Shu Zong also unleashed his magical power and severely wounded the devil."
"Now, the evil demon is hunting beasts and mountain people in the surrounding area, devouring lives and souls to recover from injuries... I have to say that it is still much stronger than inner breath warriors like you and me, but compared with the beginning, it has been Weakened a lot.”
"If you really have a trump card, maybe you can really defeat it."
"Finally... peace."
"This is the "Huntufu Shen Hunyuan Body Nurturing Method" that was originally intended to be given to you after the ceremony."
The blue veins were spreading, and it was clear that Li Jiaoxi was not alive. With a trembling one-arm, he pulled out a book that had been kept close to his chest: "Even if you kill the village owner and Lao Xu, I don't hate you. God Cult Ku Lie , How could I not know? Slaughtering people is like slaughtering animals, and refining people is like refining oil. Those of us who can do this are just beasts if we can take blood pills."
"You are still young, and it is natural to hate. I just don't dare to hate, and I am unable to hate... I only dare to hate secretly..."
"Hate this world."
"If you also hate this world, just accept it...you will need it."
The teacher tried his best to raise his hand and hold up the book.
An Jing believed that as long as he didn't take it, within a few breaths, Professor Li would lose his last strength and let the book fall into a pool of blood and black mud on the mountain road.
An Jing can also use this to cut off the entangled 'fate' with the Demonic Sect of Heaven's Will.
But An Jing is never afraid of entanglement.
He made a choice that suited his character.
"I don't just hate this world, but also because I need this power."
An Jing took the classics with his left hand and held it empty with his right hand. He pressed the bloody sword on the neck of Li Jiaoxi, who was filled with evil energy: "Xu... what is the name of that scribe in white?"
After questioning like this, the young warrior had many things he wanted to ask, but in the end, he just sighed and asked the last question: "Also, why did you... join the Tianyi Sect?"
"Xu...Changjing."
After urging him to spit out the last three words, Professor Li no longer had the strength to reply.
But after hearing An Jing's last question, his remaining thoughts flickered and went back to many, many years ago, when he was abducted from the county town and sold as a servant to a large rural family.
Tired, beaten, insulted, and scorned. No words can describe it. It was the despair of being stepped into the dust... For hundreds of nights, he fantasized about his parents and the government being able to rescue him and escape from this ugly prison.
But on that day, he who originally accepted his fate heard a familiar voice, that was the voice of his parents, calling his nickname. After being stunned, trembling and ecstatic, he wanted to climb over the wall to escape, but when he climbed over the wall, The screams were heard, but the familiar voice never sounded again.
After a while, someone from the government came, and he heard the righteous words of the wealthy man.
"Two people just came here and wanted to kidnap my child. They were discovered by the servants. The crowd was so excited that they accidentally didn't hold back their hands and they were beaten to death... Look, is it okay?"
"Hey, Mr. Huang, you have done a great good deed. Human traffickers can be punished by everyone..."
dead. All dead.
When the parents who came to a remote village in search of their children were beaten to death as human traffickers, there was no evidence.
How stupid! Don't they know that in a mountain village like this where slaves are bought in the countryside, the whole village must be in the same group! In a place like this, it would be too easy for them to kill and silence them!
Why do you come to me...why do you still want to be saved?
At that time, he just wanted to die. No one in Dachen's yamen has ever cared about these little details. Maybe they were even in the same group from the beginning?
I can't remember the details. In the end, Li Xiang escaped from the prison and fled into the mountains, becoming a "refugee".
In a state of confusion, he sold himself and became a member of the "Demon Cult", and then step by step he became the "Devil" who "burned, killed, looted, and wreaked havoc in the countryside" and slaughtered the entire Huang family.
God's religion cannibalizes people? Of course he understands, but at least the Divine Religion bought his life. Although it was cheap, although it took advantage of others' danger, and although it deceived him... But the Divine Religion gave him power!
As long as he is given a chance to take revenge, he will be eaten clearly and willingly!
And those serfs, domestic servants, people who were driven to death by harsh government, miscellaneous taxes, and heavy burden of corvee...
Wouldn’t it mean that all the flesh and blood of the whole body was eaten, and even the descendants of the descendants were eaten? !
But it was like this that when he saw An Jing, who was dependent on his mother, and even sold himself to save her mother, his originally stone-like heart moved slightly, and then he gave an extraordinary price.
At the end of his life, Professor Li raised his head and stared at An Jing with a pair of eyes that were about to be completely blackened by the devil.
——An Jing, I kill people without any calculation and I am full of evil. You kill me, it is the right thing to do! I don’t resent or even feel relieved! But if you can...
——Go and chop off the heads of other cannibals too!
Black and red blood spurted out, and Li Jiaoxi's head fell.
His body instantly corrupted and turned into black water flowing all over the ground.
Before being completely infected by the devil, An Jing chopped off his head.
Even without words, An Jing could still understand the other party's resentment and relief.
Some people only live in this world because they have no reason to die. If there is a chance to use themselves as fire to set the world on fire, they will burn it.
But Anjing is different. An Jing can choose wealth, he can choose achievement, he can choose to join a party, become a member of a party, become a pillar of a party, a god general and a genius. He does not need to join the demon sect to have power.
He chose to burn and ignite his own soul, not the blood of others.
So An Jing responded to him.
"I will, no one will be exempted, including myself."
Stepping over his body, An Jing waved away the bloody sword and continued walking towards the mountain village where smoke was already rising into the sky, now the hunting ground and lair of the evil demon.
Close, close.
The road in the forest became wider and wider, and the shadow of the village wall in front could be vaguely seen. Anjing smelled a sour smell like vomit mixed with gastric juice.
And a piece of charred land and the burning ruins of the village appeared before his eyes.
This was originally a peaceful and peaceful country village, with scattered fences and mudstone walls guarding the scattered vegetable fields, and small roads running through the entire village like blood vessels.
But now, the village is full of broken walls and ruins, traces of battles are everywhere, everything is shrouded in dark smoke, and scattered bones and remains lie on the roadside and in the houses, outlined by the bright and dark firelight. contour.
The view keeps rising, rising.
Until you can overlook this completely destroyed mountain village, until you can see that at the edge of the village, an evil monster with two broken wings and one leg is sleeping in a shack made of corpses and remains.
The buzz of the drone circulated in mid-air, sounded, and then became sharper due to acceleration.
Immediately afterwards, it turned into the shrill cry of an eagle owl, plummeted from the sky, and swooped down!
(End of this chapter)