Chapter 514： Modern God Stick 42 ┃ Zhuang Daxian cant solve the game? nonexistent. (1/2)

The smoker led Zhuang Li and others to an activity room in the community.

In the dead of night, the activity room has been locked by an iron lock. The smoker pried the lock three or two times, walked in, and threw a wooden figure outside the door.

"Come in." She beckoned.

Everyone filed in.

The smoker murmured and chanted the incantation, and the little wooden man twisted his neck and came back to life in an instant. Then he picked up the big lock, hung it on the door again, and fastened it lightly, disguised as if the activity room had not been invaded by outsiders. .

The smoker beckoned, and the wooden villain got in through the gap under the door and stood on the palm of the owner's palm.

"This is the only skill I can use at the moment." The smoker hid the wooden villain in his pocket and smiled bitterly.

Zhuang Li and Xuan Ming did not answer. They couldn't find any words to solve the smoker's fear and despair, and the only thing they could do was to find a way to break this endless cycle as soon as possible and get all the trapped people out.

The group walked silently in the dark, then followed the smoker to climb up the ventilation duct, hide on the ceiling of the activity room, and look down from the vent.

"Don't make a sound, these people have very sensitive ears." The smoker warned in advance.

Everyone nodded.

After a while, the sound of unlocking came, and then a group of people in black hooded robes, holding candles in their hands, filed into the activity room and slowly formed a circle. Walking in the arms of the last black-robed man, holding a long strip wrapped in white cloth, he slowly stepped into the center of the circle.

He put the things in his arms down, and untied the white cloth.

Zi Wei took a deep breath. He didn't expect that the body wrapped inside was actually Liu Yuanyuan's body.

However, Zhuang Li and Xuan Ming had expected it long ago. They pointed to the black-robed man standing in the center, and said silently, "That's Liu Jizu."

The smoker sneered, and then spit out four silent words: "That's a beast."

As soon as she finished speaking, Liu Jizu took out a knife from his waist and began to cut Liu Yuanyuan's head, while those around him recited the prayers in the dark Bible aloud to praise the devil, Satan.

The candles in their hands were swaying and flickering by the air flow from the chant. And the figure they cast on the wall also swayed, changed, and twisted, like a ghost dancing wildly in the dark.

This scene is really weird.

After cutting the flesh, Liu Jizu slashed the neck bone one at a time. He seemed to be dealing with a chicken or a piece of meat, not his own son.

Describing him as a beast is too light, he has no humanity at all.

Zi Wei covered his eyes and couldn't bear to look anymore.

The rest also felt extremely uncomfortable. The father hollowed out his son's internal organs, sacrificed his son's soul, and cut off his son's head. No one believed the cruelty one after another.

Liu Jizu finally cut off Liu Yuanyuan's head, chanted prayers aloft, then strode towards the magic circle engraved on the open space, respectfully and devoutly placed the head in the center of the circle, on top of a pair of fresh internal organs , and then put a piece of white cake into the mouth of the head, and continued to recite the prayer.

The people in black robes who stood in a circle stepped forward one after another and placed candles in different positions of the magic circle to form a six-pointed star.

No doubt they are calling the devil.

Liu Jizu held up a silver cup while singing, and slowly poured the blood in it onto his head.

This blood was naturally taken from Liu Yuanyuan.

He took advantage of this son from head to toe, inside and out. He believed that Liu Yuanyuan was his own blood, so he took the other party's blood for granted.

The darkest corners of the world are probably inferior to Liu Jizu's heart.

When the blood poured down, the temperature in the room began to plummet, and the candles in the magic circle swayed and flickered.

The devil was actually summoned by them!

The white cake in Liu Yuanyuan's mouth turned black little by little.

Liu Jizu stared straight at the cake with ecstasy in his eyes.

"I succeeded! I succeeded! Hahahaha!" He immediately took the black cake stained with his son's blood and devoured it.

In an instant, he fell to his knees in the center of the array, strangled his neck hard, raised his head and roared. The hood slipped from his head, revealing his hideous face covered in black blood vessels.

He seemed to be poisoned.

After a while, flies emerged from his ears, nostrils, and mouth, and swarmed in the air, circling and flying, making a buzzing sound.