Oring Hunter

However, Yechen looked dissatisfied with Ding Moluo's calmness before he died.

"Well... Although you and I are actually on the same side..."

"However, at such a rare dining moment, I really want to appreciate the victim's desperate posture while savoring the taste of the food..."

"You look like a dead pig who is not afraid of boiling water, but it still affects my appetite."

While absorbing what Ding Moluo had as a living being, Ye Chen complained with a dull expression.

However, his eyes lit up quickly, and then he raised the other palm, inserted his fingers directly into his temple, and began to stir the brain inside, as if he was physically searching for the memory fragments deep in his mind...

After such a weird move, Yechen immediately remembered something, so he immediately reduced the intensity of "feeding" on Ding Moluo, and turned to him and suggested:

"Oh, yes, why not!"

"Before you die, let's talk about some special topics again, how about?"

"for example……"

"What you miss the most..."

"Ghost God Haimo?"

"Is that the name?"

Hearing the Lord's name, Ding Moluo's originally calm state of mind suddenly became tens of thousands of wavering ripples!

"Um!?"

"you you……"

"You know He—!?"

Seeing Ding Moluo's reaction so violently, Yechen couldn't help laughing.

"Heh heh heh, more than just knowing..."

"Ding Moluo, do you always feel that..."

"That Haimer...was killed by Angri Noander?"

Ding Moluo's expression changed dramatically.

"You, you... what do you mean?"

Ye Chen's smile became even brighter.

"Forget it, your life is not long, so I won't play tricks with you, just tell you directly."

"The Holy Light and the Nether have nothing to do with each other."

"The intersection between the two, if you insist, there is only you, the surviving pope, Ding Moluo."

"The reason why you were reincarnated into this world, instead of perishing in the void with your dear Nether..."

"It's just because Angrinoander saved you."

"To some extent, he is actually your savior."

"As a result, for so many years, you only thought about how to get revenge on him, how to make him uncomfortable, how to make him suffer..."

"Hahahaha-!"

"What irony! How funny!"

"If Angrino Ende knew about this, he would definitely feel extremely wronged, extremely wronged!"

Ding Moluo's eyes flickered, and his teeth and lips trembled.

"What did you say?"

"Holy light... didn't harm my lord?"

"You...how did you know these things?"

Yechen smiled and confessed:

"Because, the one who killed that ghost is..."

"abyss!"

"The me standing in front of you now is actually your real enemy—!"

Hearing this, Ding Moluo's expression froze suddenly, but soon there was a look of rage, and he roared sharply:

"Fuck you—!"

"Do you think I believe such nonsense—!"

"Bastard, if you want to kill, kill quickly, stop talking nonsense with me—!"

However, Yechen added unhurriedly:

"Oh? You don't believe it? Then I will list some evidence."

"I remember the shape of that guy. It's a huge equilateral octahedron with green flames all over his body and arms of all sizes. The overall shape is somewhat similar to a... sea urchin?"

"On weekdays, He has been rooted in the ground of your home planet... Acting as the core of the earth?"

"How? Isn't this detailed information more reliable than your vague memory?"

When Yechen said this, Ding Moluo was dumbfounded for a moment.

Although he successfully recalled his previous identity and the name of the gods through the dirty crystal dagger, but as Ye Chen said, those are all scattered memory fragments.

In fact, Ding Moluo never fully recalled the whole picture of Haimo, the ghost god, from beginning to end in the past hundred years.

However, at this moment, when such a strange description suddenly came out of Yechen's mouth...

Only then did Ding Moluo's brain suddenly unearth the hidden memory that had been dusty for a long time!

Yeshen said...

correct!

His master.

his beliefs.

His lord.

It is indeed so dignified!

Chapter 0988 Falling into the Abyss

Ye Chen's casual words opened Ding Moluo's memory tablet on the spot, and directly reminded him of the appearance of the Nether God Haimo.

So far, Yechen has successfully proved that he is not talking nonsense.

Regardless of Haimer's appearance...

Or the murderer who killed Haimer...

Everything he said was true.

Otherwise, how could Yechen explain the memory details that Ding Moluo himself could not recall?

As a result, the building block clown's pupils dilated suddenly, his expression became stiff, and his brain ached.

This time, Ding Moluo was completely stunned.

He has established a cognitive view that lasted more than a hundred years, and then ushered in a complete and complete collapse.

"Holy light... is my... benefactor?"

"Abyss... is my... enemy?"

"This is impossible... how is this possible?"

"In that case... everything I've done so far..."

"What's the point of..."

Ye Chen smiled heartily.

"That's right!"

"Meaningless!"

"That's the perfect word to describe your life!"

"You think that you have been devoting yourself to avenging your enemies, and you even did not hesitate to stand on the side of the abyss, and borrowed the power of the abyss!"

"As everyone knows, the one standing behind you and getting your help is the real enemy who brutally slaughtered your master like an animal!"

"Hahahahaha!"

"Ding Moluo, how should I say hello?"

"It's so sad and ridiculous——!"

Listening to Yechen's ruthless ridicule, Ding Moluo's eyeballs suddenly widened as if they were about to jump out of their sockets, and his entire face began to twitch crazily like an electric shock!

"you you you……"

However, Yechen interrupted him immediately and continued to speak loudly:

"Then I will give you another 'truth' as ​​a gift!"

"You have always thought that all the memories related to 'Netherworld' are all from your 'past' 'previous life', right!"

"but……"

"Big mistake!"

"Now, I'll tell you..."

"In this world, there is no real 'past life' at all!"

"Because, the 'past' has not been polluted from beginning to end!"

"Accurately speaking, it should not be polluted yet!"

"As for the 'abnormal existence' of your nightmare sensors..."

"All from the 'future'!"

"Ding Moluo."

"Your true identity..."

"It is one of the countless 'future remnants' who are missed by the abyss and saved by the holy light between the rifts of time and space—!"

Hearing this, Ding Moluo's face froze again, as if he was suddenly thrown into the ice cellar, and his brain almost gave up thinking.

"Okay, the truth is out!"

Yechen grinned, showing his white teeth, but this smile looks infinitely more terrifying than the darkness.

"Clown, now, you can despair and cry as much as you want—!"

After the words fell, Yechen melted into the palm of Ding Moluo's body, and then exerted force again, tightly grasping his heart and his soul!

At the same time, tens of thousands of new nerve veins sprang up and proliferated in Ding Moluo's dark flesh and blood!

And these are exactly what the Jenga Clown has completely paralyzed and blocked in the past...

Pain nerve!

I saw them bursting out from Ding Moluo's body surface like maggots attached to the bones, gathering in Ding Moluo's forehead aggressively, connecting Ding Moluo's brain from the outside to the inside!

At this moment, Yechen took the initiative to restore Ding Moluo's ability to feel pain!

"Pain recovery... doubled!"

Ye Chen laughed happily.

In the next second, the pain inflicted on Ding Moluo's brain instantly soared. It felt as if thousands of insects emerged while his soul was being tortured, all the way into Ding Moluo's brain, and then Slowly gnawing at his brain one bite at a time!

As a result, the extremely hoarse scream of the building block clown resounded through the mountains and forests.

"Ughhhhhhhhhhh—!"

Closing his eyes and listening to the heart-wrenching pain, Yechen smiled knowingly, and then declared loudly: