Chapter 133: Demonic Feast

Time is a problem! It's circulating!

When Ann Yizhi realized this truth, the points of light that surrounded him quickly crossed fell silent, and his normal vision was restored. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

- Probably normal......

He found himself tied to a stone platform, his limbs held in place by thick chains, and he lay face down.

He wanted to turn his head to look around, but couldn't. Obviously, control of this body has been returned to its original owner.

"Peterman, are you sure you want to do this?"

There was an extra pair of feet in his field of vision, and Ann felt his gaze lift slightly, and he saw an old white man with a wrinkled face, dressed in an uncomfortable gray-white robe, and a strange golden ornament hanging on his chest, the shape of the ornament was very close to the head of a goat, but it had a very vicious expression.

"Yes, I can't wait"

Ann Yizhi felt that he was talking, and Peterman should be the black uncle he had just played:

"If we miss this opportunity, we will have to wait another 10 years for the master to come, and it is very likely that all of you here will not be able to wait for that day."

Three more people appeared in the field of vision, they were dressed like the previous one, and they were of the same age, but they were of different races, and An Yi pointed to see the appearance of a yellow person.

"Peterman, my friend......"

"You and I both know that for this day to come, how many people die meaninglessly, I can die for my master, you should be happy for me"

Seeing that he had made up his mind, the old white man stopped persuading him.

"Death is just the beginning, and we will be reunited in hell in another way."

With a bad feeling, Ann felt as if he had chosen the wrong option.

At this moment, a wisp of red appeared in the afterglow. Peterman looked down and saw that the stone platform he was lying on his stomach was glowing red like breathing, and he knew that the time had come!

"The stars are in the right place, let's start the ceremony"

The other three returned to their respective positions, and the old white man's eyes flashed with a hint of frenzy, and he said to Peterman:

"You're right, the owner's desire is above all else, we really can't wait that long"

He nodded to the four people around him, and then recited a prayer of despair:

"The master walks in the abyss, through the river of souls and immortality. Filthy rain and flames. With my blood, my flesh, and my spirit for my lord to drive, open the gates of the abyss......"

The feeling of bad things was even stronger, and this spell was very familiar to An Yizhi.

Suddenly, our protagonist feels his body twitch, much like a leg cramp, but more like the muscles of his body are twisting and deforming and pulling out of his body.

Aside from this unspeakable discomfort, An Yizhi didn't feel pain, and he guessed that it was probably because the pain level had exceeded the limit that the player could bear, so in order to protect the player from being hurt to death, he simply blocked all pain simulations.

He could see large drops of sweat dripping down his forehead and into his eyes, saliva and snot splashing uncontrollably, and he must have been suffering inhumanely.

With the sound of tissue breaking in his body, An Yizhi found that his vision was slowly pulling up, and he regained control of the angle of his field of vision.

It was as if his soul had been driven out of Peterman's body, and he was now disembodied and had no sense of hands or feet. On the contrary, you can freely look at the things around you.

Several people below him stood on a circular stone floor, four people stood in the four corners of the circle, and Peterman in the center let out a bitter wail.

But he still has no intention of stopping, even if it is painful, what can he do? I've already seen a more desperate scene than this.

The blood-red circle appeared at their feet with the chanting of several people, and soon it was not under their feet, because their feet began to melt.

Turning into a pool of sticky, foul-smelling pus, several people were unconscious, their faces flushed with excitement, chanting aloud incantations from the abyss.

At this point, Peterman, who was in the middle, was silent, probably dead. An pointed to see a small blue and white ball fly out of his body and burrow into the stone platform that was glowing red beneath him.

- Boom

The stone platform exploded along with Peterman's body! Completely shattered, to be precise, crushed to the point where not much dust was left. The air was filled with suffocating haze, but the haze glowed an eerie red.

The incantation continued, and it didn't stop there.

A scorching, devastating breath appeared in the haze, and it was not clear what it was, but it was there.

With the appearance of this breath, the haze that diffused red glow seemed to be controlled by some force, and they gathered together, gradually changing colors, and finally turned into a portal that shimmered with black and purple light......

- Step, step

Footsteps sounded like hooves, and a goat-headed demon with batwing on its back and flames stepped out of the portal. It first took a deep breath, feeling the fresh smell of a weak plane, and a murder weapon in the shape of a wood knife casually rested on its neck.

"Oh! The master is coming! ”

The few who were spellcasters did not die immediately, they had less than half of their upper bodies left, but there was no pain, and the white old man chanted the name of the demonic sin in an incomprehensible language.

"You guys are doing a great job"

The demon spoke, then raised his weapon:

"Now, give you the reward you deserve"

The blade fell, and Yasuichi clearly saw four balls of light fly out of the corpses of several people, merging into its weapons.

"A pious and vengeful soul, hahahaha......"

The demon laughed, and behind him, countless strange-shaped demon clans rushed out of the portal!

An Yizhi's field of vision gradually increased uncontrollably, and soon rose to the point where he could see the whole city.

The demons that poured out of the movie theater burned and looted all the way, and the whole city was thrown into chaos. Some clever fellows were going to flee out of the city, but they couldn't leave the city borders, where there seemed to be an invisible barrier, and people from outside couldn't get in, and people inside couldn't get out.

In the streets, the police and the rebellious citizens prayed for God's blessing and fired back with their guns, but it was in vain, ordinary gunpowder weapons could not pose any threat to these demons with supernatural abilities, and they were quickly slaughtered by the demons. Many more shivered in what they thought were safe, but were soon approached.

Some clips flashed back in front of Ann's finger, and in prison, Gus, who was covered in bruises, listened to the screams of the outside world, with a dementia-like expression on his face, laughing wildly in his mouth, and shouted loudly:

"You will end up in Hell!"

Young Thomas and York led another wave of men, striding down the out-of-control streets, occasionally throwing Molotov cocktails at the shops on either side, as if possessed by madness, fanatical and unreasonable, leaving their dreams behind.

In the underground wine cellar, the elderly and childless couple leaned on each other and committed suicide by drinking bullets at the same time. In the middle of nowhere, the little boy who once delivered a letter to Ann is curled up in the garbage bin, and several demons surround the neighborhood, banging on the garbage bin and amusing themselves with the terrified screams of humans.

An Yizhi saw that the city was quickly reduced to ruins, and a voice in his heart told him:

'No, that's not right......

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When he opened his eyes again, Ann was like a nightmare, he gasped for breath, sweat running down his cheeks and into his neck, and his forehead ached.

"...... here?"

What looked like a room after a burning fire, filled with black marks from smoke, found himself lying on a clean cloth, wearing the robe of eternal night, and the power returned to his body again.

"That was just now...... Dreamland? ”

It wasn't the first time he had entered a dream, and An Yizhi quickly guessed what he had just experienced.

But why?

Why does the system allow itself to experience a dream?

"Master, master!"

Hela flew in through the broken window and plunged headlong into Ann's arms, nearly stabbing him in a bloody hole......

The all-metal body is too sharp......

"How long did I sleep?"

"The master has been asleep since he entered this world, almost 5 hours"

5 hours ...... It's about the same amount of time as it was in a 'dream', so it's not a dream?

When the player enters the 'Dream Realm', the system is likely to temporarily change the time scale, so the easiest way to determine whether or not the Dream has been experienced is this. This is the information that An Yizhi got by calling customer service after the copy of the Star Tower.

When he opens the quest panel, he finds that the main quest is completed, but it hasn't been updated or activated.

What's going on here? I obviously didn't join the other players......

Just as An Yizhi was puzzled, there was a chaotic conversation outside the door, and a footstep gradually approached, and soon appeared in front of An Yizhi.

"Grass?"

"Brother An, you're finally awake"

The person who came was the grass on the plain.

"I'm a little confused, what the hell is going on?"

"I don't know very well, either"

Lili shook his head, and he said:

"After the main mission collapsed, we were told that there was a strong foreign helper nearby, but he was in a coma and needed to be protected for a while until he woke up. And then we found you."

"We?"

It occurred to him that it should be the other three players.

By the way, as long as the players have not officially met in the quest, the quest panel only shows a few players, and does not show their names and current status.

Some special dungeons even directly block out player information, allowing players to guess who the player is. That's off topic, back to the point.

At this moment, there are footsteps approaching, and three players enter the room, one of whom is too big and needs to bend down to step through the door.

"Hello Ann, my name is Red, level 19"

The very big player introduced himself, and this person Ann had seen it.

Although his face is different, he can tell by looking at his body shape that he is the strong man who chased him all over the street before!

"I'm Yale, Class of '19"

"Gru, Level 20"

From the dress of the three people, it can be seen that they are warriors, archers, and a white-robed spellcaster with a mace, and eighty percent should be in charge of healing.

If you want to talk about the characteristics...... These European-American creatures had dyed their hair red, yellow, and green, and stood together like traffic lights.

After saying the name, the three of them squatted in front of them and Rhett crossed their waists in the back, and said loudly together:

"We are, the combination of the three primary colors!" ”

An Yi fingered: "......"

Leaving the grass on the plain: "......"