"Stop! Stop, stop, stop for a moment"

The praises were terrified and shouted.

When the gate leading to Guixu opened from that palm, endless undercurrents surged, like the surging echo of the ocean.

I don’t know how many times he thought of self-destruction and detonated his soul, and died together with the guy in front of him.

But the constant fear and horror emerged under the guidance of instinct, preventing him from making the stupidest choice, telling him: If he dies himself, he may fall into a more terrifying ending than death.

It is possible to fall into...the darkness in front of you!

But at this moment, when the abyss grinned and the real hell opened the door to him, he realized that he had no choice from beginning to end.

"I want to confess! I want to confess!"

He twisted his neck hard, shouted incoherently: "I know a secret passage, a secret passage that can go directly to the upper level, as well as a secret tent and military corps. Sacrifice, sacrifice, sacrifice is trusted by me!

Justice, justice, I know his secret! I have a role, I can make meritorious service, don’t you like to attract a large group in your present situation? I can also call, I can also love the present situation, wait a moment, no...

Wow!!!”

The hoarse cry came to an abrupt end, and the black hand was already pressed on his face.

The whole world seemed to be in a dead silence.

Only a violent heartbeat echoed in his ears, mixed with heavy breathing, and those words he didn't know even himself was shouting.

I could only whimper and struggle in despair under the suppression of those bloated kobold men, under the fishy smell.

Then, darkness, surging darkness slowly rose before his eyes.

It seemed as if he had fallen into the bottom of the abyss in an instant.

The infinitely viscous darkness surged, like the tide of chaos. When the tide opened up, there would be death, despair, pain, sadness, anger, pity and even hatred slowly rose, condensed into an indescribable outline, each other

Overlapping, fusion, and finally, a cold and solemn beast face emerges.

Wearing a crown, a rainbow, and a tail drags the burning stars.

The endless darkness was lifted like a tulle, and turned into a tiny makeup on its face. At this moment, as the sun and the moon opened, the huge pupils were like black holes, completely turning the wailing offerings in front of them.

Swallowed.

It was that moment that the viscous darkness condensed into substance covered his face.

Then, it poured into his mouth and nose roughly, bringing an unprecedented sense of heat and severe pain, which made him open his eyes and wail silently.

But the more shouting and roaring, the more the darkness that poured into the body became, and in the end, it filled the hearts, even as if thousands of tentacles were penetrated into the soul, the cold, cruel, greedy correction

With the shapes in it, the common sense and concepts that have long been engraved into the soul, and even... and... faith!

The desperate soul roared and struggled, desperately trying to ignite itself.

A round of holy light rose from the pale and dry soul, and the divinity and precepts from the rancher turned into the final barrier, opening a gap for him to breathe.

"Gu...hoho...kill me..." The distorted face of the praiser emerged from the turbid current, his eyes were scarlet and he roared hoarsely: "Kill me!"

Huai Shi was slightly stunned.

Well? He actually has the strength to resist? It should be said that it is really a high-end product exclusive to the rancher?

Also with anti-counterfeiting certification?

However, he soon stopped caring about it.

Isn’t it just a holy light? Look at me pushing it back!

In Huai Shi's palm, a dark heart emerged from the mud and suddenly jumped. Then, a torrent of darkness gushed out and poured into the face of the praiser.

The roar was submerged.

An unprecedented sense of heat emerged from his soul, spreading, the hot burning heat and the burning darkness made him twitch, and he suspected that he was about to explode in this surging infusion.

No, no!

Feeling the soul being rapidly defiled by darkness, and faith collapsed rapidly. In despair, he used all his strength to try to maintain his last reason, and chanted the holy scriptures in hell in a mad manner: "Praise my Lord, in the world...

Everything... all masters... Baha... the supreme god, the supreme spirit, the eternal abyss... Baha... Baha..."

As he recited, it was difficult for him to continue making sounds in his throat.

There was only a mourning whimper.

When the fragmented prayers were mixed together, it was difficult to distinguish each other. In the end, deep in his soul, the brilliant holy light was even darkened in the tremor and quickly dimmed.

In the darkness, only the outline of the wolf-headed giant was gradually rising.

Looking down at the soul that is so close to you.

sneer.

Bang!

A rift emerged from the hymn crown that grew from his skull, and then, a trace of darkness appeared silently above the pure white crown.

Qualitative change from the inside out.

Just behind him, the pure white wings quickly became black, distorted, and after the feathers fell off, scales appeared.

The darkness disappeared without a trace. When Huai Shi let go of her palm, the praiser slid down to the ground as if he had no bones, collapsed into a ball, twitching in waves, and sobbing in powerlessness.

A drop of bright red tears slid from the corners of my eyes in despair.

The link between myself and the rancher was actually disconnected?

He could no longer feel the eternal sunshine in his soul.

And some kind of new power is sprouting from the soul, filling the gaps left by the rancher, and then correcting its soul into a brand new shape.

He was obviously despairing, but unprecedented fulfillment and happiness gradually emerged from his heart, making his expression sometimes empty and sometimes smile, and twisted into a strange shape.

The refreshing fragrance in the Gospel Holy See gradually turned into an unbearable stench, and the brilliant and huge temple gradually distorted in his eyes, strange and ugly.

Everything he once praised fell into the abyss, but his soul was incredibly calm.

Because the scorching sun called Bahamut rose from his heart

A new light illuminates everything again.

When the old praiser dies in darkness, a new self is born from this blessed baptism, frees from the old form and realizes the new truth.

"Holy, holy"

It was like a baby learning to speak, and it was stumbled and praised the supreme Lord. A new spirit sprouted in his dull eyes, illuminating, and gradually became fanatical.

On the face that was raised again, the mouth and nose were lengthened at an incredible speed, like pure white curly hair growing out quickly, just as Huai Shi stared in shock...

Turned into a western high?

Awesome, is this fucking classified?!

He looked around and looked at the believers around him, and then found that he almost gathered all the common dog breeds without realizing it, but most of the lower angels with mixed souls seemed to be able to transform into local dogs, with a noble status or

Only the soul is blessed by the rancher's angels, can have varieties, and their bloodlines seem uneven. Except for the pure blood of the Praise, the others are a little bit connected.

This... is your paradise of happiness hell or a dog field?

Why is it so evil?

What exactly went wrong?

Huai Shi scratched her head, it was difficult to understand.

However, the deliberate transformation of the praises just now also gave him a deeper understanding of the transformation of the plague of faith.

The essence of the epidemic is the extension of the divine nature of the Dashishi, which itself has extremely strong corrosiveness and transformation functions.

After Bahamut swallowed the Abyss seed of the Great Reaper, two erosions were superimposed on one piece, and the influence of Bahamut, the superior factor made Huai Shi's own source

The quality has the effect of forcing the hell creatures into large groups of themselves.

The reason why it is so smooth is that in addition to the wonderful way of Huai Shi, on the other hand... is that the rancher is well received!

It depends on the quality of the Paradise of Fuli. The angels have abundant resources. If they are other uneven groups of hell, they may only become strange things like human-headed dogs or half-headed dogs.

The principle is that the fake ruler Huai Shi, forcibly digging into the corner of the land of Fuli, forcibly covering a large group of ranchers with their own pokes.

Then use bad money to drive out the "good money" in hell...

Other mass-produced angels are fine. For middle and high-level officials like the Praise, they all carry anti-counterfeiting chips and firewalls in their souls. They can’t be handled by changing brands. They must also be re-ROOTed from the inside and completely clean up the old residue.

Change it to a new one.

And in this process... the praiser has actually died completely once.

It should be said that he had died countless times since he was transformed into part of the food chain by the rancher, or in his continuous rebirth.

What Huai Shi did was to roughly pollute all the influence and blessings exerted by the rancher, and then replace them with their own Guixu brand. It was no different from breaking a person and changing his mind and then putting it back together.

How much memory and soul can leave depends entirely on luck.

On the other hand, only the soul after solidification can do this. If it is the soul activity and structure of the sublimator, I am afraid that this set will be almost solidified after finishing...

It has to be said that the vigilance of the governing bureau towards Huai Shi is really reasonable.
To be continued...