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Chapter 469 God's Plague, No Difference

"What's going on?" Lilith looked surprised and quietly took a step back to avoid Panbala's blood splattering on herself.

"It should be a binding spell like the Silence Spell, but it is more advanced in judgment and effect. As long as there is malice in the heart, this spell will be completely activated."

Looking at the painful and struggling Bambara, Su Heng suddenly laughed, "It seems that in the eyes of that great patriarch, you are just a hunting dog. Once a disobedient hunting dog touches the food on the table, it will be beaten to death by its master. It's really pitiful."

Bhanbhara did not want to die.

He just felt that his internal organs were soaked in concentrated sulfuric acid.

It continued to corrode with a strong hissing sound.

The vitality that was extremely strong in the past was completely suppressed, and even the soul became riddled with holes and decayed.

Intense pain and despair tortured his remaining consciousness. This was almost a death sentence. But if there was anyone in the world who could save him, it was only Su Heng in front of him. The chains tied to Panbala jingled, and he stretched out his hand to touch Su Heng's arm.

Swish!
Accompanied by a flash of black light.

Su Heng put his fingers together to form a sword, and his two fingers directly penetrated into the center of Panbala's eyebrows.

At the same time, an invisible ripple spread outwards in an instant. As the demon engine roared in his chest, the power of Changshengtian descended again. The walls on both sides were quickly covered with a thin layer of frost, the void was distorted, and time seemed to be frozen. A stream of dark and sticky power like silt flowed along Su Heng's arm into Panbala's body.

Under the influence of the demon engine, Panbala's body and soul began to distort and alienate.

The poison that corroded his internal organs was suppressed, his vitality was revived, the hole in his soul was repaired, and the injuries on his body recovered visibly quickly.

"call!"

Wait for Su Heng to slowly retract his fingers.

There seemed to be a crisp "pop" sound coming from the surroundings, and all the strange phenomena disappeared.

Bhanbala was panting heavily, his head hanging on his chest, his upper body hanging on the wall only by thick chains.

There is a great fear between life and death. The longer one lives, the stronger the fear of death becomes. Panbala panted for half a cup of tea before he came to his senses. At this time, he found that his clothes were soaked. He hated himself in his heart. He didn't expect that he would be abandoned like this, and he never knew it beforehand.

If Panbala had felt a little guilty about betraying his companions and leaking the news, he had no regrets now and even wanted to take revenge.

at the same time.

The methods Su Heng just displayed.

I was actually able to successfully rescue myself from that state.

Doesn't that mean that even when compared with the patriarch, the other party may not be at a disadvantage in terms of means alone?

Thinking about some experiments Su Heng had conducted before, and the fact that the restraint effect was completely useless on him, Panbala became more and more surprised about Su Heng's origins.

"We just talked about the means to clean up the humans on this continent." Su Heng's expression remained unchanged as he continued with the previous topic.

"Thank you for saving my life." Panbala said hurriedly, trying to cheer himself up. "When the great patriarch nurtured the human ancestors, he left constraints on the genetic and soul levels. Through constraints, human thoughts, life and death can be controlled, and even the genes in their bodies can be collapsed. According to these methods, we only need to set up a plague in a few densely populated areas, and through the high activity brought by the warriors, it can be spread to every corner of the entire continent in a short time."

Because Prajna's body had been transformed by Su Heng, the chains binding him were no longer effective.

At this moment, as Su Heng's mind moved slightly, it cracked with a click.

Panbala moved his arms slightly, then spread out his five fingers, and then a bright light curtain appeared in his palms.

There are mountains, rivers and ancient cities scattered above.

At first glance, it was the geomancy map of the Great Zhou Dynasty.

Small red dots appeared in several cities, then quickly spread outward, causing a chain reaction.

In just a moment, the entire dynasty was bathed in a bloody red light.

Because there are demon warriors who can adjust the weather and even use magic to ripen plants, although the productivity of the Zhou Dynasty is not developed, the population is extremely large. Among the 154 states, the population ranges from millions to tens of millions or even hundreds of millions, adding up to a total of 3 to 4 billion people. Moreover, a warrior with a little bit of skill can easily run thousands of miles a day. If the preparation is completed and spreads, the consequences will be absolutely unimaginable.

But fortunately, I discovered it in time.

Everything is still in time. Su Heng has no great righteousness to save the world, but as the strongest, coupled with his character of facing challenges head-on, since he has encountered such a thing, he will not retreat. He does not care about the life and death of a single person, but as far as the entire race is concerned, the creativity that humans can produce is also a lot of inspiration for Su Heng himself, and this matter is his responsibility.

"Constraint, you must first prove whether what you said is true or false." Li Hongxiu reacted to what she had just said and looked up.

"This is easy." Panbala said, "You can just ask two people to come over and I can prove it to you."

Li Hongxiu closed her eyes and gave the order.

Soon the outer door was reopened, and two groups of dragon guards came in, escorting two hooded death row prisoners.

The two prisoners were bandits who had come from Changyue. They had killed many people along the way, and were captured by the Dragon Guards because they made too much noise. They were kept alive so that they could be used as consumables for collecting data in Su Heng's experiment. Both of them were burly, and were forced to kneel down. One of them had his hood taken off, revealing a big, unshaven face.

"We're going to die anyway, don't think I'm afraid of you half-human, half-ghost things!" The man was very tough and started cursing.

As soon as the flickering shadow in front of his eyes gradually became clear, the bandit's face immediately changed expression.

He saw Li Hongxiu and Lilith first, but before he could open his mouth to tease them, he looked up and saw Su Heng’s condescending face with an indifferent expression.

To this day, everyone knows the mighty reputation of the Northern Frontier Demon Dragon.

Seeing this legendary figure here, the bandit was stunned. His heart was in turmoil. It felt like he had stolen an egg from his neighbor's house, but was taken directly to the emperor by the Jinyiwei for a trial. What on earth is going on? Am I still asleep?

The bandit shook his head fiercely, closed his eyes, and opened them again. Su Heng was still in front of him.

It’s broken, it’s not a dream!

He shivered all over, his knees went weak, and he almost peed in his pants.

Su Heng was too lazy to look any further, he just stepped aside and said, "The rest is up to you, don't waste time."

Seeing the trembling expression of fear on the bandit's face, Panbola felt happy, and that morbid sense of dominance returned to him again. Panbola first bowed to Su Heng, and then showed his signature hypocritical smile on his face. He came to the bandit and gently stroked his face with his hand, "Don't be afraid, there's no use being afraid, and I promise you that this process won't be too painful."

His voice became deeper and deeper, and he was muttering something.

From the bandit's perspective, Panbala's two violet pupils were constantly spinning, as if turning into a whirlpool, and his soul was slowly falling into it, and his eyes became empty.

"Cough cough!" The bandit suddenly started coughing violently, and his vitality dropped rapidly.

Being arrested by the Dragon Guards, this guy must be quite powerful. With the third-step Heavenly Gui cultivation, he would be able to hold the position of Grand Elder in some small immortal sects. However, in the chanting of Panbala, his cultivation seemed to be non-existent and was rapidly disintegrated. The abnormal tissues in his body were also out of control, and it seemed as if the roots of an old tree were growing and spreading under his skin.

"This is the lethal effect of the restraint." The bandit fell to the ground powerlessly, and a pool of sticky blood quickly gathered under him.

"It's also contagious." As Panbala spoke, another bandit suddenly started coughing, and a dark red bloodstain appeared on his linen hood.

"If the infectiousness is made stronger, it can also lead to genetic collapse, and transform into an out-of-control monster under the power of Changshengtian." Panbala reached out and took off the bandit's hood. The latter's eyes were bloodshot, and sharp teeth were bared from his lips. Although blood was gushing out, his aura became stronger, his muscles were swollen with blood, and even covered with a layer of light blue scales.

"How disgusting." Su Heng showed a look of disgust on his face. The scene before his eyes was like the zombie movie he had seen a long time ago.

At this moment, he suddenly remembered that when he had just started practicing, Li Daoxuan had told him that there are actually five types of demons, including goblins, ghosts, and the most mysterious demons.

Su Heng had seen the first four types and had eaten quite a few of them.

The last type, the demon, is the most mysterious. There have always been rumors that humans are unwitting demons. Su Heng didn't know where such rumors came from before, but now looking at the miserable scene in front of him, he suddenly had a kind of enlightenment in his heart.

Panbala sensed that the atmosphere was not good and the smile on his face faded.

At this moment, he lowered his head, not daring to say anything more, letting Su Heng decide his fate, or making preparations for the next step.

"Besides you, there are those who came in the Zhou Dynasty."

"As far as I know, there are two others. I am responsible for collecting information and carrying out tasks, while the remaining two are assigned to arrange the plague." Panbala said, "Their tasks are more important, and their strength is much better than mine."

There was a deep sense of inferiority and helplessness in Panbala's words, and it was obvious that he was not doing well in the group of Adventers.

"Then what else is there to say? Just lead the way." Su Heng's expression remained unchanged, but his voice was filled with a hint of murderous intent. "No matter who it is, it makes no difference to me."

(End of this chapter)