Darkness is Coming

  Mauritius is a volcanic island country in eastern Africa. It consists of Mauritius Island and other small islands. It is 2,200 kilometers away from the African continent. The island is surrounded by coral reefs.

   On one of the small islands, a yellow-skinned young man with long hair sat on a reef by the coast and looked at the horizon. The bright sunlight hit his face, illuminating a face that represented extreme evil.

   "Did Bai and Wenyan find out?" Sheng muttered to himself a few brain-eating insects playing with the palm of his hand. The brain-eating insects seemed to understand what he said, and shook their cracked heads from side to side.

"Go, go, go and bring me more news." Sheng Yi also shook his head, straightened his arms, and the brain-eating worms in the palms spread their wings one after another, and flew toward the horizon, not far away. A subordinate of Holy One on a ship is waiting for the arrival of the brain-eating worm, and he will bring the brain-eating worm back to the United States and the temple.

   No king can be a real loner. Holy One has such a powerful pet as a brain-eating worm, how can there not be a group of loyal confidants? In the middle and lower floors of the temple, Holy One also has many eyes and ears.

No king will easily surrender to others. Shengyi considers himself the king of the saints. Of course, he will not put his life and death in the hands of Bai and Wenyan. When he was in the far river, Shengyi was already arrogant for his own After paying the price, after walking out of the far river, Shengyi rationally realized a fact: Compared with strategy, he is not as white as he is, and compared with force, he is not as good as gentle words. Therefore, if you want to live, you must either surrender obediently, or hide well and never be discovered.

   Shengyi of course wants to live, only the loser who dies is the one who touches the loess, how can he be the king? Only by staying alive, living to the end, and waiting for the chance to turn around, can you ascend to the throne. But it is impossible for the Holy One to surrender to Bai and Wenyan, and to assist them wholeheartedly. Loyalty can and should exist in every saint's body, but it is not his Holy One. What's more, even if you are loyal to Bai and Wen Yan, you may not be able to ensure your own safety, so you must hide.

   But Shengyi knows that no matter where he hides, Bai and the human body always have a way to find themselves, and the only way to hide is to let them "find" themselves, so Shengyi threw out an elaborate double.

Saint One cannot split his brain like Bai, but Saint One has brain-eating worms that can devour, load and transmit memories. He only needs a Saint who has a higher degree of evolution and has the ability to transform into his own appearance, and then Devouring his original memory with a brain-eating worm, and then implanting a brain-eating worm that copied part of his own memory into his brain cavity, he can create a "substitute".

It stands to reason that such a stand-in is enough to deceive anyone other than the holy one or any holy clan, and even the stand-in has deceived himself - he still thinks he is the real holy one and belongs to the holy clan. The king.

It seems that such a avatar is not much worse than Bai's avatar, but in fact it is not easy to find a suitable carrier. There are very few saints who can have both high deformation ability and strong combat power. Moreover, such a The stand-in used to block death is actually self-conscious, and it is not as easy to control as imagined. For example, for some incomprehensible reason, he just refuses to let himself grow hair.

   Just a few days ago, this avatar did a very stupid thing: provocatively and warmly spoke in person.

   Well, Seiichi must admit that, to a certain extent, memory is not only monotonous content, but also carries the emotions that arise when viewing the content, which has an impact on the character of the individual receiving the memory. In other words, if Shengyi was standing on the wave hill and saw Wen Yan's imperial attitude, he might not be able to resist provocation.

  The strength of the avatar is too different from Wen Yan's. The head of the body that was punched by Wen Yan was separated. Although the head was intact, the whole body was almost a meatloaf and flew out a distance of several hundred meters.

   Shengyi was worried that such a difference in strength would cause Bai's suspicion, but Bai didn't seem to care, as if he didn't notice anything wrong, but this kind of anomaly not only did not make Shengyi feel at ease, but made Shengyi even more uneasy. Sheng Yi couldn't help thinking: With Bai's wisdom, how could he not see this flaw? If you see the flaws, but you are still indifferent, does it mean that your small actions have been looked at in vain from beginning to end?

   The more he thought about it, the more frightened he became.

"The world must be chaotic as soon as possible." Sheng Yi took a deep breath and made up his mind, even if this is Bai's intention, then let the war happen as soon as possible. Only in the chaotic situation, Sheng Yi has the value of being used. , even if it really falls into Bai's hands in the end, as long as there is still use value, he will not die.

   As for how many humans and saints will die after the war starts, what does that have to do with him? The more dead the better.

  ………………

   In the Hall of the Holy Child, Juliana was lying on the ground in a large shape, her upper body was like a pool of ooze, and the bones supporting her body were all broken into scum.

Wen Yan looked down at Juliana, shook his head slightly, and said, "I'm just joking with the little guy, why get excited? However, as a low-level saint, you dare to take action against me, and you are very courageous. Well, it depends on your protection. For the Son's sake, forgive you the death penalty."

   Then, Wen Yan looked at Origen again, the little guy's chubby face tensed up at this time, and the redness of his pupils seemed to be a bit deeper than before.

"Is the little guy angry? It's so cute." Wen Yan stretched out his index finger and tapped Oerrigin's nose, but Ou Ruijin suddenly opened his mouth and bit Wen Yan's fingernails. I don't know when a row of fine and sharp fangs grew, and there were even smaller interdental teeth inside each fang, like a dense forest of needlepoints.

  's terrifying fangs closed with lightning speed, but failed to bite down Wen Yan's finger, or even left a scratch on Wen Yan's fingernail.

"Is this trying to protect your godmother? Hey, it's interesting." Wen Yan slowly withdrew his fingers, tapped Ou Rui Jin's head with his fingertips, and poked a hole where the flesh and bones could be seen, causing O Rui Jin to cry. cry.

Lying on the ground, Juliana’s legs were trembling. In the past, His Highness the Holy Son would only cry when she was hungry. At this time, the shrill cry after the injury made Juliana’s heart feel like a knife, and Juliana forgot her desire to protect her child. With due respect for Wen Yan, she wished she could stand up immediately and tear this self-righteous guy in half.

"There is still pain?" Wen Yan was amazed. He took out a brilliant crystal from somewhere and put it into the cavity of the Orikin head. Then he stopped crying, staring at Wen Yan with blood-red eyes.

   "Little guy, do you want to die? If you don't, just grow up quickly." Wen Yan patted Origen on the head, gently put him in the cradle, then turned around and took Angel's hand.

   "Go, take you to Mauritius to see the coral reefs."