I Am Liked by Non-human Beings and Surrounded by Barrage

what is it now?He really chopped up his own group of people and offered them up as sacrifices, so I changed the sentence.

"How do we present these sacrifices..."

After Jia Luo asked in doubt, he didn't expect that before the silhouette man answered, Fu Jiang over there shouted angrily: "Take an axe, and chop it into meat one by one. Come quickly and get an ax to chop it for me!" !"

The silhouetted people were not angry either, instead they drifted and said: "Although they have the same origin, they have a soul-rooted aversion to similar individuals. Interesting life, but I don't know who made it."

"Uh, you won't really say, just do what she wants." Jia Luo glanced at the Luoying Shenaxe in Fu Jiang's hand, and wanted to use that thing to chop up people's bodies with one axe.

Don't say that Xue Nai and the others can't stand it, and Jia Luo can't stand it either, Nima, this is really too heavy!

"Don't worry, you won't be allowed to do this. According to your efficiency, it will be too slow."

The silhouette man said calmly and indifferently, and then floated in front of those Fu Jiangs who were cursing and begging.

A drop of bright red blood drifted away from Fu Jiang and the others, and slowly disappeared into the air, as if it had been taken away by the silhouette.

Suddenly, those Fu Jiangs exploded and turned into countless blood mist. Jia Luo had a wonderful feeling that Fu Jiang was already dead in the blood mist.

Even if the blood is left for a few days, it will slowly deteriorate, and there will be no new Fu Jiang crawling out of it.

I saw that the blood mist gathered together and turned into four strange blood-red six-sided dice.

The silhouette figure floated between the evil god phantom and Jia Luo and his party: "Everyone, luck is too wonderful. So creatures called human beings, please show your luck!"

"Both sides, please, push the dice!"

As soon as the silhouette man finished speaking, there was another thunderous explosion.

boom!

The shadow fell, and when Jia Luo and his party raised their heads, they realized that it was not a shadow, but a finger of the phantom of the evil god that fell to the surface of the sea.

The stormy sea level suddenly calmed down.

But the water boiled.

That's not because of the high temperature boiling, but a force that condenses them into a crystal clear crystal bridge.

The phantom of the evil god was as huge as a mountain, and the finger that stretched out was gently placed on the opposite side of the crystal bridge, and the other side of the bridge was where the priest of the evil god was.

"come over."

The roaring thunder suddenly sounded, and it was the evil god Dagon who spoke.

"understand,"

The evil god priest raised his head tremblingly, rushed to the head of the Crystal Bridge without saying a word, and knelt down on his knees.

"Head up."

There was another loud bang, and the evil god Dagon spoke again.

The evil god priest raised his head in surprise and awe.

He couldn't help thinking that today was really lucky, the great Lord actually said a few words to him!

This is an honor he has never had before.

When listening to the oracle before, I could only hear the voice of the great Lord very far away.

This time, having such a close dialogue with the great lord is an honor that even the great family members have never had.

Chapter 120

Before the fanatical believer could finish thinking, the finger of the evil god phantom fell down. It was a finger the size of a basketball court. The finger tapped the forehead of the priest of the evil god, which looked extremely funny.

Imagine a basketball court that can fly and land gently on a person's forehead. This sight is like a scene that will appear in a comedy movie.

What is this for?

In such a situation, this is the doubt that only very impious believers will have.

Veteran believers like the priests of evil gods don't think about such things at all, anyway, all the great masters have the final say.

However, when Xu Ying's finger touched the priest's forehead, he suddenly felt a strong fear that destroyed his firm belief.

Indescribable!

A fear far greater than anything else could have given him, a fear he could not avoid because it concerned himself.

……

Suddenly, the priest saw the past in horror.

A remote seaside village, lonely and weird, far away from modern civilization.

When the brightly lit city shines dozens of miles away, the small village only flickers with the faint light of old oil lamps.

As if a small village forgotten by time, it decayed alone under the washing of the waves.

A few children were giggling on the beach with their bare feet, and the cold sea water was trampled into white waves. Tired from running, those children sat down on the beach carelessly, panting heavily.

The child who ran in the lead was the priest when he was a child. The child suddenly thought of something, looking back at the simple village in the distance with his immature eyes, he felt an inexplicable disgust.

"I'm going to leave here in the future." The little child said firmly.

"Why?" the other children asked curiously.

"I hate this place, it's poor and backward, and there are many crazy people." He said seriously as a child.

"Grandpa Kentaro said that some people left here before, but ah, they all came back in the end." The other children retorted.

"Don't listen to that old bastard's nonsense, he is also a lunatic." The kid responded with disdain.

Afterwards, the child grew up slowly, and he happily came to the city out of restraint, breaking out into a new world.

Many years later, when he was 30 years old.

He would always fall into some kind of horrible hallucination, he could always hear the sound of the waves, and Kentaro's cold and crazy voice echoed in his ears: You cannot escape your fate.

It was an indescribable torture. During that time, he felt that he was going crazy, no, he was already crazy, otherwise how could he feel that he was not human at all.

His resistance was pointless.

After a long time, he returned to his hometown fishing village with his daughter and wife.

At that time, he no longer resisted his fate.

Because he already understands that he is a more noble race!

No, those humble humans!

The childhood partners, where have been waiting for him for a long time.

They all smiled and welcomed his return.

This was his confused and meaningless first half of his life before he became a great follower of Dagon.

The priest couldn't help being confused, why did the great Dagon let him see this, was he trying to explain something to him?

Suddenly, the priest saw a strange sight again.

……

Among the many pictures, he is still the protagonist, but what puzzles him is that he has no memory of those things.

No, the priest was shocked to find that what was shown in that picture was his future!

He was ordered to lead a group of believers who had not yet fully converted to Chiba City, preparing to build a new underwater city in Tokyo Bay.

And that will be their outpost for counterattacking human beings. In the next five years or so, they will build more than [-] such cities all over the world, storing weapons manufactured by their technology that is far ahead of human beings.

In fact, with their science and technology, the humans on the surface are completely vulnerable.

Therefore, their real enemies were never those ordinary humans.

Whether it is the organization that claims to be the SCP Foundation, or the Exorcist Alliance that is hostile to them, or the ancient enemies who retreated to live underground like them...

These enemies of all kinds are the real obstacles to them regaining their glory.

However, thanks to the mixed blood experiments carried out all over the world, they have successfully saved the number of tribes from the brink of scarcity in the past few thousand years.

Because a noble race like them, unlike those weak humans, they are all immortal unless they are killed.

So they can use this slow method to accumulate the number of races.

Among those pictures, the priest saw in astonishment.

Countless huge warships poured out of the sea, and the roaring light of destruction washed the ground.

Those enemies used countless means in an attempt to prevent their revival.

However, those hateful enemies, under their mighty strength, were completely vulnerable and completely destroyed!

In the midst of countless destruction and sacrifices, their race successfully cleaned up those races on the surface!

Countless cities are erected on the land, and the prosperity far surpassing the human beings on the surface is displayed in front of the eyes, and various beautiful buildings of indeterminate shapes stand here.

After they finished building this planet perfectly, their eyes fell on the distant and vast universe.

They are pioneering!

The glory of the past is resurrected!

The priest boarded the newly built spaceship and became the first captain.

When the past came to the earth, it has become a distant time, and they returned to the universe again.

However, unfortunately, when the spaceship was launched for the first time, due to a problem with the R'lyeh rune somewhere on the spaceship, the spaceship exploded directly in outer space.

And he died there.

In the cold space, his body floated quietly.

At this moment, the priest stood beside him quietly looking at his corpse, a feeling of fear appeared in his heart.

Suddenly, a majestic voice sounded.

That was the voice of the great Dagon.

"On this planet, you need to wait for the flow of time to see this scene. But your future, in my eyes, is just something that exists somewhere. I can take it and place it in front of you."

Priests don't quite understand.