Chapter 197 Chapter 55: The Millennium Prisoner

Ignoring Zhao Dehuo, he looked up at the orc missionary.He held the scriptures in his arms devoutly, and knelt down in mid-air.The scriptures and the light emanating from him fell to the ground. A thousand hearts that were still weakly trembling reflected the light from the scriptures, and finally gathered on the sculpture. The original gray-green sculpture actually exudes a light red light under the light, and the scene is really beautiful. He didn't know where to start, so he had to carefully observe the missionary, hoping to find out any shortcomings, fatal weaknesses from him. At this moment, strange changes happened to those hearts, gradually fading from the original red color, getting lighter and lighter, until finally it turned into gray-green, and it seemed that it was still withering.

Although the half-orc missionary closed his eyes, he seemed to have a panoramic view of all this. There was a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, and his expression was more pious.Although the wild horse's body was a little crooked and wrinkled, it looked a little sacred under the light. As the heart became more and more dim, the original gray-green sculpture turned red, bright red, just like the bright red of the heart. Yin Hui was stunned, completely stunned.Even without thinking about it, he could guess what happened just now. The sculpture actually absorbed the vitality of the person.

Click, click. The big sculpture looks as if it is alive at this moment, and the skin is no longer as hard as a stone, but some places are slowly relaxing.The eyes that were originally dead and silent suddenly became active, the black eyeballs turned around, and the mouth was slightly opened, and Yin Hui saw pale white mist coming out of the mouth. The big sculpture is ready to be resurrected, and the summoning ceremony has been successful. The only thought in his head. Squatting on the ground decadently, he watched in despair as the large sculpture was slowly revived. The sight of the big sculpture fell on himself.

He was stunned for a moment, and the Taiyi Bow in his hand fell off unconsciously.This gaze was actually full of endless magic power, and it took away all the strength in his body. The four eyes just looked at each other and looked at each other. Yin Hui waited for the big sculpture's next move, but the sculpture stopped any movement, remained motionless, looked away from himself, and stopped breathing. He was a little delighted: "Could it be...the summoning ceremony failed?" It was too late, but soon, a thunderbolt sounded from the blue sky, and the lightning connected the heart of the half-orc missionary and the eyes of the sculpture.A heart-shaped thing flew out of the half-orc missionary's heart immediately, and then followed the lightning bolt directly into the half-orc missionary's mouth.

The heart just got into the mouth of the sculpture, and the sculpture was completely resurrected, and the range of activities became larger and larger. The huge head was turning, making the sound of creaking bones and breaking. In the huge space, the dust also fell to the ground, and the line of sight has become very good.He clearly saw that the half-orc missionary was holding the scriptures in his hands, and then fell straight down from above. With a bang, his body was broken into two pieces, his internal organs spilled all over the floor, and blood spattered everywhere. . In order to summon this monster, he actually lost his life, this is the real ignorance!

Yin Hui also sighed. He knew that things were out of his control, but he also knew that he would die sooner or later.No longer hiding.Rather than being killed without resisting, it is better to die in the struggle against death, so that the dead will have more dignity. What he couldn't let go of was Conan Doyle.If Conan Doyle could leave alive, he would die twice. But he understands that all of this can only be fantasy, no matter what price he is willing to pay, the hope of the two of them surviving is less than one percent. Looking up, the only exit was a hundred meters away from them. Unless the two of them could fly, it was absolutely impossible to leave this hell.

Crack, crack, the sound of bones breaking came one after another, the monster moved its whole body, and it made an earth-shattering sound, even the sound of the bones colliding was so bright, the stimulating eardrums trembled endlessly. What kind of monster is this. As he was approaching death, he actually forgot to be afraid, and instead observed the monster carefully. This monster is far beyond his own worldview.In the past, even if he was killed, he would not have believed that such a monster existed in the world, but now that he saw it alive, he had no choice but to believe it. "Ho Ho, Ho Ho." The monster seemed to be a prisoner who had been imprisoned for thousands of years, and he was as excited as he was finally free. He yelled twice arrogantly. The voice was thick and thick, shaking the two hills beside him. Broken.For a while, it was flying sand and rocks, and the wind was strong.

Fearing that he would be blown away by the gust of wind, he hurriedly hugged a big rock beside him to stabilize his figure.After the arrogant wind blew, he managed to stand still and looked up at the monster. The tall orc began to move his feet, and every step he took would cause a huge earthquake.The huge feet are as big as a round table, and when you step on it, you will find a deep hole. When he walked up to those believers whose hearts had been dug out, he stretched out his feet and stepped on them without hesitation. Crack, crack, the sound of bones breaking was endless, blood splashed out from the corpse, and finally gathered into a small river, flowing down the cracks in the stones.

Yin Hui, who was hiding behind a stone, saw all this in horror, and his heart, which had been prepared to die for a long time, was also beating wildly. This is the Archangel?The legendary Archangel actually took human life as wrong?Even worse than nothing? Cracking, cracking, crackling, the sound of bones breaking and blood splattering can be heard endlessly, which sounds creepy. "Humble humans, come out! I see you." When the archangel walked up to the table where the half-orc missionary sat at the beginning, a contemptuous smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and his voice was also extremely contemptuous. Don't take them seriously.

"Could it be... discovered?" His brain turned rapidly, and at the same time he looked up at the tall monster, trying to see if he had discovered himself. But as soon as he raised his head, he was stimulated by his sharp gaze, his thoughts were completely wiped out, and his mind went blank. He didn't know what happened at that second, as if his body stopped functioning, and the memories and thoughts in his head converged into a river, and then got into the orc's head.The same situation happened with Conan Doyle beside him, and the passage where they hid just now. He understood that Yellow Crane Tower and others were also discovered.

Desperation welled up in my heart, but soon, this despair was sucked away by the monster, and it got into the monster's head along with the long river of memory. His body was weak, his head was pale, and he squatted down on the ground. There was endless light in front of his eyes, and he couldn't hear a sound.He felt that the soul had been withdrawn from the body, and only the body was feeling the world. "Yin Hui, Yin Hui, wake up, wake up." I don't know how long it took, a familiar voice rang in my ears, I was shaken by the sound, and slowly opened my eyes. The piercing light disappeared, replaced by the bloody scene in front of him. Blood flowed like a river, and bones piled up like a mountain. A monster with a body as large as a hill stood in front of him. The lower body was a huge animal limb, while the upper body looked like a human. the sound of. He rubbed his eyes vigorously, and only then could he see clearly. More blood flowed out from under the monster's body, converging into a bigger river, and pieces of pale human bones were piled up on both sides of his body, almost as tall as his body. Creak, creak, the noise continued, as if he was eating human bones. This thought made him a little dazed, forgetting everything, just staring at the huge body of the monster in a daze. cough cough. One couldn't hold back, and he coughed. Although the voice was very soft, it was a little obvious in the deathly silent space. The monster was stunned for a moment, and the creaking sound stopped. It turned its head suspiciously and looked at Yin Hui. He saw a humble human looking at him with fear in his eyes. Smiling slightly, he didn't say anything, but pulled out the arm hidden behind him. He saw that there were a lot of human corpses grasped on it. The corpses had been scattered for a long time. After being grasped by him like this, they were directly turned into meat paste. All the heads, arms and thighs were randomly pieced together, and they were grasped in his hands. boom. He opened his big mouth full of blood, and the strong smell of blood turned into black mist and sprayed out from his mouth, so that he almost passed out. With a flick of the arm that was full of corpses, he actually stuffed the flesh of ten human corpses into his mouth, chewed it, and endless blood flowed down the corner of his mouth, splashing out and falling. When it reached the ground, it was as if it was raining blood. Seeing the terrifying appearance of the monster, Yin Hui's fragile nerves were blocked again, and he fell backwards without breathing. The monster seemed very satisfied with his performance, a faint smile appeared on the corner of his huge mouth, and then he turned his head and continued to eat his feast of human flesh. Yin Hui, who squinted his eyelids, saw the monster's blurry figure turn around, and then heaved a sigh of relief, and sat up slowly.If he had continued to stare at the monster just now, maybe it would directly attack Yin Hui for lunch. "Yin Hui..." The faint voice came to his ears again, the same voice he heard when he was unconscious just now. "Who?" He looked back vigilantly, trying to see exactly who was calling him. "It's... me!" The voice was very weak, like the words of an endangered old man when he was dying. "No...possible, impossible, absolutely impossible." Yin Hui, who had always felt the voice was familiar, had a person in his mind.However, he immediately denied this idea. He must have been overworked in the past few days, which is why he had hallucinations.There was absolutely no way that voice could belong to this person. After finishing speaking, he still shook his head persistently, trying to wake up for a while. "Yin Hui, you heard it right, it is indeed me, it is me!" The voice seemed to know what Yin Hui was thinking, and continued to speak. "You...how is it possible? He's dead, and you can't be him." Yin Hui backed away with a terrified expression on his face, looking around with his eyes, trying to find the owner of the voice. But there is nothing else on the ground except ash enough to cover people's sight.His fragile nerves relaxed for a while again, thinking that all this was just his own hallucination. "Don't lie to yourself, I am him, and I am by your side." The old and decadent voice was thunderous, which made him sober up a lot.