Immortal I Speedrun Supernatural Game

Chapter 47 The best sacrifice is immortality!
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A shrill buzzing sound echoed in his head, and Wu Wang suddenly felt himself become lighter, like a hydrogen balloon that had lost its string and was floating upwards and unable to extricate himself.

The pair of snow-white arms waved towards him.

It was like some kind of attraction that made me fall deeply into it, like a soul's destination.

Higher and higher... higher and higher...

The two eventually touched.

thump—

Wu Wang's body, which was twitching on the ground due to muscle spasms in his near-death state, suddenly stopped shaking.

The old village chief's heart finally settled.

"CNM! You said you could come back?" He couldn't help but curse.

He had seen this state more than two hundred times.

Whenever the saint's soul is taken away by the god Yinyuan, her body will suddenly return to calm.

Obviously, the madman's soul has also left.

But just as he finished speaking, before Wu Xiaoyou could step forward to observe Wu Wang's condition.

The body that should have been completely dead suddenly opened its eyes.

The dagger stuck in the chest seemed to be squeezed out of the heart by some inexplicable force.

bang-

The dagger fell to the ground.

Wu Wang stood up.

There was a hint of madness and laughter in his eyes.

"Hahahaha! So this is all you are? And you dare to call yourself a god? Aren't you too arrogant?"

He looked up to the sky and roared.

The old village chief, who had just finished cursing in the ancestral hall, was stunned where he stood.

How did this guy do it?
Hasn't his soul been taken away?
"you……"

"Stop making noise! ​​The big one is coming!"

The old village chief hadn't finished speaking.

Wu Wang interrupted him immediately.

Then he walked outside the ancestral hall and looked up at the bright and cloudless sky of Yinyuan Village.

Boom——

Suddenly, lightning and thunder flashed in the clear summer sky.

In a blink of an eye, the sky was covered with dark clouds.

An inexplicable chill enveloped the entire village, and the temperature seemed to drop to winter levels in just a few seconds.

The dark clouds also quickly formed a vortex.

Under the strong wind, many people's awnings and roof tiles were overturned.

All the villagers felt a heavy sense of depression in their hearts, and they didn't even dare to speak loudly.

Everyone just stared at the sky blankly.

Some people even knelt down and prayed to God not to collapse.

"What...what is this?" The old village chief's legs were shaking slightly, and he could hardly speak clearly.

Wu Wang looked at him in surprise.

Puzzled, he said, "It's obvious. That god is coming down to chat with me. Just as planned. Do you need to warm up?"

"If you don't need it, then go ahead! Benboba! Go and get rid of Tang Sanzang and his disciples!"

The old village chief was dumbfounded.

He really didn't expect that the great god Yinyuan could be so powerful that he could cover the sky with one hand and make the sky tremble.

After all, he is actually a gambler.

A gambler who is ignorant of the immensity of the world, sits in a well and only sees the sky from a distance, and still wants to stop a chariot with his bare hands.

When the sky really collapsed.

The gambler then realized that he had no ability to push it back.

Subconsciously, I asked back, "Huh? Me?"

Boom——

Lightning bolts fell from the center of the vortex.

It hit the threshold of the ancestral hall hard.

The expensive wooden threshold instantly turned black, with faint flickering flames.

The next second, something happened that no one expected.

"Where are you trying to escape to?"

The deafening sound echoed in the ancestral hall.

The old village chief fell to his knees on the ground.

Wu Wang frowned and looked behind him.

To be precise, he was looking at Wu Xiaoyou, who was gradually floating in the air, with his eyes and hair turning gray.

At this moment, she was like a god descended to the earth.

"Why are you on her?" Wu Wang's tone became increasingly cold.

The current situation is somewhat beyond our expectations.

According to what the group of saints said, the souls of those in the village who had a yin relationship had been controlled by the Yin Fate God.

The other party is waiting for a suitable opportunity to come to the world with the resentment of the saint and the souls of the villagers as a sacrifice.

According to logical reasoning, either He descends in person, or He descends as a god in the form of a human body.

I had anticipated all of this.

But I didn't expect that this guy could actually happen to Wu Xiaoyou?

This shouldn't be the case! There's a trace of everything happening! No matter what, He could only descend upon those villagers whose souls were captured!

Wu Xiaoyou was not sacrificed!
Her soul still belongs to her!
"This is my Yin body, so why not?"

Wu Xiaoyou's voice became difficult to distinguish between male and female, and the majestic neutral tone was without any emotional fluctuations.

"Your body?" Wu Wang's expression became more and more unnatural.

What the other party said is not difficult to understand.

But it sounds strange.

"How could a mortal bear my might? Twenty years ago, I used the good fortune of the past to create this perfect Yin body to hold my soul." The Great God Yin Yuan said expressionlessly, "However, this man, with his evil ambitions, actually abandoned this Yin body thousands of miles away, causing me to waste hundreds of years of karma in vain."

He is in no hurry now.

I thought it would take a lot of effort to catch that bastard who gave me the middle finger and then took off his pants and slapped his butt.

I never thought there would be such a pleasant surprise.

The body that had been lost for twenty years actually appeared in the ancestral hall!
It just came perfectly as it should!

"It turns out to be her!"

The old village chief knelt on the ground and exclaimed unconsciously.

He finally figured out where the unusual fragrance on Wu Wang came from.

It should be the scent that comes from contact with the complete Yin body.

This ghost body was still a baby twenty years ago, and appeared out of thin air on the altar in the ancestral hall.

He sensed that the baby was filled with the aura of the god Yinyuan, and was afraid that the god would use this to descend to the world.

In this case.

The other party does not need Yinyuan Village to offer sacrifices.

Naturally, there is no need for me to help find the Yinyuan Saint.

People without value will eventually be abandoned.

The old village chief, understanding this, acted decisively and ordered the villagers to send the baby as far as possible.

Make sure the other person will never be able to return to Yinyuan Village.

As for why he was not killed on the spot, it was naturally because he was worried that the great god Yinyuan would sense something.

Unexpectedly, the other party still knew about this.

What I didn’t expect was that Wu Xiaoyou was the baby who appeared out of thin air that year!

"Great God! Great God, I was wrong! I won't dare to do it again! Please let me go..."

dong dong dong-

The old village chief knelt down and kowtowed hard, and the ground was immediately stained red with the blood from his forehead.

But the great god Yinyuan didn't even turn his head, but just raised his hand slightly.

The next second, the human skin clothes were peeled off from the old village chief.

His original skinny, half-human appearance was revealed.

At the same time, he also felt the strength in his body becoming weaker and weaker, and finally disappearing completely.

The God of Yinyuan took back the blessing of the transaction.

Now he is just a skinny old man who may die at any time.

His vocal cords were so hoarse that his words were almost inaudible.

Just keep repeating: "I was wrong... I was wrong..."

boom--

Just after he finished two sentences, a noise that resounded through the sky was heard.

The old village chief's skull-like head was blown apart.

The altar was instantly stained red by the exploding flesh and blood.

The great god Yinyuan looked at Wu Wang.

The other party was gently blowing away the white smoke coming out of the barrel of the Aka gun with his mouth.

He laughed sarcastically and said, "People never realize how strong their desires are."

"He didn't know he was wrong, he just knew he was going to die."

"Now, it's your turn."

In the dark corners that the great god Yinyuan cannot see.

Wu Wang's shadow stood up silently.

In his hand he held a black stone that was almost one with him.

Just one step away from the great god Yinyuan.

[Memory Stone——Usable]

[Optional targets within the prop usage range: Yinyuan Master, Wu Xiaoyou]

"I see through your true nature from heaven."

"You are not a true god."

“It’s not eternal.”

Wu Wang's tone became more and more crazy.

He grinned, stabbing his heart with a dagger and said, "But you should have felt it."

"I am actually more suitable to bear your coming than the Yin body."

"The best sacrifice is immortality!"

The stone must be put close to your face to be effective!

Until we got close to the Great God Yinyuan, the stone did not show the "usable" sign.

Now, it's close enough.

He is waiting for an opportunity to use it...

(End of this chapter)