he biggest mysteries in history. Only a very small number of people know that he had no choice but to die because of Wang Xu's own shortcomings that led to his life reaching the limit.after our conjec...the moment his voice fell, the water in the wall of his stomach tumbled violently, and a violent and fierce force surged out of Chen Yangrong's body. from the point of view of the realm, it was only half a step to break through the peak of "Klein" and reach the human ceiling.

in the frantically stirring sea water, the glimmer of the lantern fish flashes uncontrollably, its own realm is not high, and now it is teetering under the impact of Chen Yangrong's power.

felt the terrible fluctuation of power, and Lin Qinight's brow frowned slightly.

"his mind has been completely eroded by that mass of flesh and blood." Lin Qinight's eyes swept across the stomach wall surrounding Chen Yangrong's body and whispered to Caran, "I can feel that an extremely strange and irritable divine power is pouring into his body from the body of the giant." it should also be pulled up by the divine power of the carcass of the giant.

an Qingyu has heard from members of the Church of Ancient Gods that the more powerful a god is, the more likely his divine power is to influence the character and thoughts of an agent. Although Chen Yangrong is not an agent, I think the principle is the same.

under such a huge divine power, his subconscious and thoughts have been completely affected. "

"are you saying that what he is thinking now is not even his own" Galan asked doubtfully.

"well, if what he just said is true, in the final analysis, he is an ordinary fisherman who comes here by chance. How can he be bold enough to threaten to bring a divine god back within four days" The nature of the mind has changed too much!

if I guess correctly, the one who really wants to bring the Croatian gods back. That's it. "

Lin Qiyue stretched out his hand and pointed to the stomach wall above his head.

"this beast What does it have to do with Cesuru mythology "

"I don't know yet." Maybe it was a creature that once worshipped the myth of Cesuru, or maybe. It is a member of Cesuru mythology. "

in the wild surging sea water, the stomach wall of the giant has engulfed most of Chen Yangrong's body, leaving only a head and a chest with a long knife exposed.

his fluttering hair surged in the sea, he raised his old face and looked at the nothingness above his head, and a reflection of the blood moon loomed in his eyes.

he spoke slowly:

"the Blood Moon is coming again."

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fishing village.

the sky is getting dark, the yellow sunset is covered by thick dark clouds, and before night falls completely, the sky and earth will be in a daze.

the originally calm sea suddenly rolled up a cold gale, and the waves were rolled up tens of meters high, slapping heavily on the shore, and the crumbling water droplets turned into fishy rain all over the sky, sprinkling on Anqingyu and Chen Guo.

Chen Gou collapsed to the ground, curled up in pain, covered his ears with his hands, and slammed his forehead against the ground crazily.

"stop it! Stop talking. My head is going to crack! "

as if he didn't know the pain, his forehead hit the ground harder and harder, and the blood dripped down his cheek, but he still didn't stop, as if he wanted to smash his head!

an Qingyu's brow frowned tightly, and he grabbed Chen by the shoulder and stopped his self-harm behavior.

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"Uncle Chen, what did you hear"

before Anqingyu finished asking, the whole person froze in place.

I saw Chen Gou's bloodstained face, his eyes as red as blood, he stared blankly at the dim sky overhead, a bloody moon reflected in his pupils, emitting a strange light.

"I heard..." Chen Gou muttered to himself, "the voice of 'them'."

an Qing Yu was stunned for a moment, then immediately urged the forbidden market, with a layer of gray in her eyes, and began to quickly analyze Chen Gou's body.

vaguely, he saw a thread of scarlet silk extending out of the sea, divided into two, one of which merged into Chen Gou's blood, constantly eroding his spirit and body.

another wisp stretches through the boundless sky, not knowing where.

"Soul pollution" Anqing fish frowned tightly when she saw the silk thread.

he took a deep breath, and his gray eyes gazed at the blood thread carefully, as if to analyze its existence, but the next moment, his eyes suddenly hurt, like a sharp thorn in his eyeball and closed his eyes uncontrollably.

"Ah." An Qingyu murmured and clasped her head in her hands, her expression equally painful.

it took him tens of seconds to recover, and he struggled to open his eyes, gasping for breath as if he had collapsed.

at the moment when he wanted to analyze the blood thread, the strange force of pollution passed through his eyes and wanted to encroach on his mind. Fortunately, an Qingyu reacted quickly enough to take back his eyes in time, otherwise he might have been polluted by that strange force like Chen Guo.

but he doesn't understand why Chen Gou, an ordinary fisherman, has something to do with this terrible pollution all of a sudden.

an Qingyu looked at Chen Gou, who was roaring in pain on the ground, and then turned to look at the blood thread extending from the bottom of the sea, and the second section of silk thread that split into two and flew to the sky, as if thinking of something, the pupils contracted slightly!

". My wife died of illness several years ago, and my son walked out of this fishing village a few years ago.

". A few days ago, I went fishing with my father and ran into a storm. Luckily, I was fished out by other villagers' fishing boats, but my father didn't. "

Chen Gou's two words suddenly echoed in an Qingyu's ear. At this moment, he thought of some possibility.

"bloodline This kind of soul pollution seeps into the blood " Anqing fish muttered to himself.

if his guess is right, then the blood line stretching from the bottom of the sea comes from Chen Gou's father, who is also the real source of this soul pollution.

and this strange soul pollution, through the blood in between, is affecting his descendants, including Chen Gou, who is still in the fishing village, and Chen Lu, who left the fishing village early.

Chen Gou's dream these two nights is not just a dream, as he said, it is his father who is sending some kind of message to them through his blood.

Dead, blood pool, red moon, kneel down.

Anqing Fish seemed to be aware of something and suddenly looked up at the sky. I don't know when, on the edge of the thick dark clouds, there was already a corner of the blood moon poking out.ip of the sword was cut on the transplanted supreme arm, only heard a loud buzzing sound, the glimmer around the surface of the arm was broken like glass, and the whole pale arm was visible to the nak...