Chapter 100: Incident in Yancheng (20)

"You really don't regret leaving like this?"

Xie Jin gave Shen Ji a strange look, his expression slightly disdainful: "Just thinking about drinking blood and bathing in blood makes me sick."

"So, even if the chance of eternal life is right in front of you, you're not tempted?" Shen Ji looked inquiringly.

Xie Jin thought for a while and said, "Of course I'm tempted! But when I think about the fact that I'll have to watch my own gossip and entertainment forever and take the blame forever, I just want to be buried sooner!"

Shen Ji laughed: "It's as if someone forced you to do that. It's not your own choice."

Looking at the dust in the distance, Xie Jin smiled: "Yes, it is precisely because my time is limited and my life is slipping away that I can pick out important things to do. But you, an old man, didn't stay, which is a bit suspicious."

Facing Xie Jin who almost doubted his big face, he leaned close to his face.

Shen Ji, the chairman of the Supervisory Committee, remained calm and just kept a slight distance from him.

"I think the same as you."

"Bah!" Xie Jin spat in his face. "Tell me! Have you got any news? With your inquisitive nature, you should go find out the truth. Don't hide your true colors in front of me!"

Shen Ji sighed, his tone helpless: "I am indeed very interested in the news that the library's successive presidents have guarded, but I don't want to do anything, I just want to go and take a look, but just now I had a strong intuition in my heart that stopped me from going. You know, I trust my intuition and emotions more than reason."

Xie Jin laughed after hearing this: "Your subordinates in the Supervisory Committee, do you know that their boss, who is serious and requires them to act according to evidence, is so double-standard and does not care about evidence at all when the matter comes to him?"

"Some things require evidence, and some things require your heart." Shen Ji replied.

"That's right! You have to be honest with yourself when doing something. You should let those people named Xu hear your sarcasm!"

Shen Ji raised his eyebrows: "Who said I was mocking them? Where is the evidence?"

"Old fox!" Xie Jin cursed with a smile, then looked at the huge figure in the yellow sand, his face became solemn: "If that thing breaks through the suppression of Yancheng Prison, I'm afraid the history of Yancheng Prison will end here."

Shen Ji also restrained his calm expression.

Looking at the insect a few kilometers away, it was at least several hundred meters long, with a huge mouth of the abyss with a diameter of forty to fifty meters and covered with barbs, which could crush rocks.

Neither of them said anything.

After looking at each other, they ran straight towards the giant sandworm.

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the other side.

Everyone who had just entered the octagonal black basalt hall couldn't help but slow down their breathing and lighten their steps.

They originally thought that after entering the hall, they would still need some effort to achieve the purpose of this trip.

But as soon as they entered the hall, everyone suddenly held their breath.

Although there was no skylight, there was a beam of light in the center of the dark and empty octagonal hall, softly enveloping the man tied to the cross.

Light and darkness, black and white, even the tiny dust particles dancing in the beam of light, all gave him a layer of sacred and inviolable glory.

The man had long silver hair hanging down, his head lowered to one side, as if he was asleep, motionless.

Even though only half of the profile is revealed, one can still tell that it is a masterpiece that could not be created even with the expertise of top painters.

And an ancient book was open and floating in front of him.

Also motionless.

This gave everyone, who were afraid of disturbing the other party and waking him up, the courage to get closer, and they slowly approached the beam step by step.

Finally, everyone stopped outside the beam of light.

They stood in silence for several minutes, and Pan asked tentatively, "Is he dead? Were those wind pillars his last strength?"

No one answered.

But in their hearts, they put themselves in the role of gods. If someone forcefully breaks into their territory, they will definitely use cruel divine punishment to let the ants know that gods will not tolerate offenses from anyone.

But they are still standing here. That says it all.

The old gods have truly fallen!
Everyone looked at the man on the cross greedily, as if they were admiring the last grand spectacle in the world.

A while passed.

Xu Hong lowered his head and spread out his palm, and the transparent silk thread wrapped around his index finger gradually appeared.

This transparent silk thread is actually the extraordinary object B-01 puppet thread mentioned by Xu Hong just now!

According to the currently known information, this thread can not only steal the energy of the person being controlled and control his thoughts, but it can even control the person at a higher level.

Xu Hong's actions also attracted the attention of others.

Pan was the first to lose his temper: "Xu Hong, what do you want to do? We agreed to split it equally, and now you want to take it all for yourself?"

"Don't be nervous." Xu Hong said calmly: "I just want to wait until everything is over and see if I can control the body of the god."

Hearing Xu Hong say this crazy idea.

Even though all those present were S-level, the top human powerhouses equivalent to gods in the eyes of ordinary people, they couldn't help but gasp at Xu Hong's audacity!
He seemed to sense the shock of the crowd.

Xu Hong's voice is filled with calm madness:
"We have been looking up to the gods for too long. Isn't it better to use the gods to serve humans?" He tilted his head to look at the others, "Pan, Friedrich, and the guests from Huadu City, there is no need to distinguish between the first and the last now, right?"

"Of course! We agreed to attack together!" Pan was the first to respond. He looked up at the man, his eyes full of greed.

The expressions of the people around Friedrich were exactly the same as Pan's.

"We promised President Xu that we would stand together through thick and thin, and we will not break our promise."

"We will shoulder the sin of killing gods together." The person who spoke licked his lips.

He spoke of guilt, but there was only expectation in his eyes.

Friedrich, who is usually talkative, seemed particularly silent at this moment.

Xu Hong noticed his abnormality and asked, "What's wrong with you, Friedrich?"

Everyone's eyes turned to him.

It's just that the bottom of his eyes was filled with a layer of bloodthirsty madness that had not yet dissipated.

Only Friedrich's eyes remained clear.

Looking up at the man on the cross with humility and reverence.

Then, in the surprised gaze of everyone, he suddenly knelt down on one knee!

"Dear master, according to your instructions, I have brought here all those who have been coveting your body and wanting to steal your things over the years."

"Friedrich, what's wrong with you?!" Pan asked with a frown.

Xu Hong was also shocked and angry, and it was difficult for him to remain calm. "Friedrich, what are you doing? This is not the place for you to play pranks!"

But he just knelt.

This sudden change caught everyone off guard.

However, they were more suspicious at first, thinking that this was a deliberate trick played by Friedrich.

But why did he play such a trick?

There was no one following them, so he could work together with them to kick them out.

If it was a prank, what good would it do him at this time?
At this moment, the excitement and madness in everyone's eyes faded away bit by bit.

I had a bad feeling in my heart.

Just as everyone felt an unprecedented crisis due to this premonition and their bodies involuntarily stepped back slowly.

The man on the cross suddenly opened his amber eyes:

"Is it because of a group of people like you that I have been bound here for so many years?"