Altar of Infinity

After a few days of tossing, the hall on the first floor has long since lost its original cleanliness. Corpses, pieces of wood and axes are gathered in the very center. big hole.

Everyone didn't have much thought about eating breakfast, and stayed together in a circle.

The Evil Suppressing Tower was originally opaque, and most of the oil lamps used as lighting on the stairs were extinguished. Everyone's complexion was not very good under the dim light.

Xie Ji and Jiang Jichu came late with Wu Ying. Everyone was overjoyed when they saw Xie Ji, and then saw Wu Ying behind him, and the water exploded in the oil pan.

"What's going on, isn't the eagle statue destroyed?!"

"Why isn't Wu Ying dead..."

"It's not dead! We can't get out!"

Xie Ji glanced back: "Avenge yourself, or should I help?"

Wu Ying shrank behind him, but Jiang Jichu didn't take the matter to heart.

Xie Ji smiled: "Okay."

He unhurriedly took off his watch and put it in his pocket, and walked up to Feng Yi: "You broke the statue of Wu Ying last night, and you poured dirty water on my friend in the morning?"

Feng Yi had seen Xie Ji's methods before, and backed away in fear: "I didn't intend to kill it! I didn't mean it! Otherwise, why didn't I burn the statue!"

Xie Ji raised his eyebrows: "Isn't it because the gasoline is in the grocery store, but the key is in my hand?"

Feng Yi still wanted to continue to excuse himself: "I... I am also for the good of everyone! Don't you want to go out?!"

Xie Ji: "If you dare to do it, you should dare to do it. If you frankly admit it after doing it, I may respect you."

With strength in his arm, he punched Feng Yi in the stomach. The latter was immediately bowed and fell to the ground, spitting out a bunch of undigested foreign objects.

Although the approach was selfish and stupid, Feng Yi shouldn't have hid behind the crowd after he dared to kill the boss after all, saying that it was the statue that Jiang Jichu had destroyed.

He is very defensive.

Feng Yi vomited up everything he ate in the morning, and sat with his hands on his stomach, his forehead covered in cold sweat.

No one dared to help him, and no one dared to ask.

Before he could catch his breath, Feng Yi scolded Xie Ji as soon as he could speak: "What's the use of your fake justice here! It's not the same as being trapped in the tower and unable to get out!"

"If you can't get out, it doesn't mean I can't get out," Xie Ji walked slowly to the door, and knocked on the central axis of the door a few times with his fingers. He looked sideways, "That's right here."

When he retreated to a safe position, Jiang Jichu drew his long sword out of its sheath.

The cold light drew a vertical white line in everyone's gaze.

The wind of the world poured in.

The long knife penetrated into the crack of the door, and left and right were separated, and the door that could not be pulled by the joint efforts of several people opened slowly.

Outside the Tower of Evil Suppressing Dark Clouds, the rain was not heavy, but gusts of wind blew the trees not far away, and everyone felt a damp chill instantly. They should have turned their heads and went back to the house, but because they had been waiting for a long time, they didn't care about wearing shorts and shorts. The sleeves are squeezed to the side of the ironing door.

"My God! Doors! Doors!"

"The door is really open!"

"Can we continue to live?!"

Xie Ji took out a few umbrellas that he had prepared earlier: "Let's stay outside for a while, the tower...may be more dangerous."

Ran Yuanfei reacted the fastest: "The murderer is not dead...Brother Xie, do you want to deal with the murderer?"

Xie Ji responded.

Ran Yuanfei: "Is there anything we can do to help?"

Xie Ji handed the statue of Wu Ying to Ran Yuanfei: "Take care of this child."

After speaking, Xie Ji turned and stepped up the stairs.

Perhaps the spirit body of the murderer felt something, and the air in the entire tower became restless, especially the floor of the first floor, as if something was about to crawl out of it at any time.

And he just pretended not to notice that he was very relieved to have Jiang Jichu guarding below.

He went to the grocery room on the fifth floor to take out a few barrels of gasoline, and poured them methodically on the walls and railings of the Evil Suppressing Tower.

When passing the sixth floor, Xie Ji heard a voice inside.

It wasn't an undead fuck, but a series of small, scalp-numbing sounds.

Realizing what might happen, he took the lock hanging on the side with his backhand and locked the door firmly.

After he got everything ready, the commotion downstairs became louder and louder.

Xie Ji stood on the seventh floor and shouted to Jiang Jichu: "Are you ready?"

After getting an affirmative answer, he took one last look at the quaint and majestic Suppressing Evil Tower, then stretched out his fingers, and pushed the oil lamp at the end of the stairs without hesitation.

The oil lamps on the spiral staircase are like a string of dominoes, falling down one after another, and a new circle of flames is extended by gasoline every time a floor is passed.

Xie Ji dragged the rope and slid down from the seventh floor. The air currents blew his forehead hair and the hem of his clothes back, and the corners of his brows and eyes were full of wantonness. The flames chased after him like wings that were constantly unfolding.

At the same time as he landed, a floor exploded, and a monster more than two meters high stood up from it.

That was indeed a monster.

The body is pieced together from an unknown number of corpses, and there are rags of different colors and styles everywhere. Under the rags, there are mottled carrion with white bones exposed. What's more disgusting is that its arms are so thick that they should have two palms There are two heads, a man and a woman, whose mouths are unbelievably long, opened and closed under the drive of monsters, like two weird crab claws.

The monster's own head was nearly three times larger than that of ordinary people, with eyes close to the forehead, no nose, and a mouth that took up half of the face. There was only a string of bones left in the throat, and saliva overflowed from the mouth.

Xie Ji and Jiang Jichu took a step back together.

Mainly it's too ugly.

Ugly and smelly, every place is challenging the bottom line of people's tolerance.

The few people who ran outside in advance also saw the situation in the tower, and each gasped.

"Fuck?! Is this a murderer?!"

"It should be to hide all the people who have been killed before under the floor, and put them together now, right?"

"This is too disgusting, isn't it?!"

Jiang Jichu's expression was complicated: "The last time I was shocked like this was when I heard Little Xingxing in the funeral parlor."

Xie Ji: "Stop making personal attacks on your own people at a time like this?"

"Sorry, I couldn't hold back." Before the words finished, Jiang Jichu drew his sword and rushed out.

The murderer waved his arm, and the mouth of the head on his hand bit the blade of the long knife.

After all, it is made up of innocent people's corpses. Jiang Jichu resisted the instinct of slashing the knife. At this time, Xie Ji picked up a wooden stick and hit the murderer's knee. His strength was so strong that he beat the murderer abruptly. Stumbling, Jiang Jichu took the opportunity to jump up and kick the murderer's thigh, drew his knife and retreated.

Afraid of the flames, the murderer strode out of the Evil Suppressing Tower.

Jiang Jichu gritted his teeth and chased after him, raised his knife to cut off the killer's head, but the murderer raised his arm to block, he was waiting for this moment, turned his wrist, and took the lead in cutting off the female head attached to the murderer's wrist.

The murderer raised his head to the sky and let out a long roar, then raised his foot and kicked at Jiang Jichu.

As a result, it hadn't lifted half an inch, Xie Ji rushed forward and used a tao wooden stick to pick it's hamstring skillfully, and the murderer fell to the ground immediately.

While the mud and water splashed everywhere, Xie Ji did not retreat but advanced, a stick stuck in the murderer's heart.

The murderer struggled violently, obviously this blow was not fatal enough.

Xie Ji retreated quickly, Jiang Jichu connected seamlessly, inserted the long knife into the wound Xie Ji had made, kicked the murderer's chin, kicked the bloody mouth closed again, and used his strength to gouge out a beautiful wound. circle.

The strength of the murderer who left the Evil Suppressing Tower increased greatly, and he was still able to stand up with a big hole in his heart. It stomped to the ground so hard that even the tower shook.

The male head in the left hand bit a crooked-neck tree nearby, his teeth sank deep into the bark, and uprooted the crooked-necked tree. Even with the wind and rain, he spun around in the air and swung at the two of them.

Both of them retreated to avoid it, the murderer caught up and stabbed Xie Ji with the tree as a sword.

Xie Ji turned around to avoid it, jumped onto the stone stele engraved with the three characters of the Tower of Evil, kicked his feet high and jumped up and hugged the cornice of the tower.

The murderer's skull was dented by his kick, and he stayed on the tree with his crooked neck.

The Crooked Neck Tree couldn't bear its weight, and snapped into two pieces.

The murderer threw half a tree at Jiang Jichu who wanted to help, and while he was dodging, he turned around and smashed it at the cornice.

The eaves were broken due to stress, and the carefully carved eagle patterns were scattered all over the ground.

After Xie Ji fell back to the stele, before he could stand still, the stele was smashed to pieces by the murderer who was chasing him.

As Wu Ying said, the door of the Suppressing Evil Tower was destroyed, and it was burned again. The restraint on the murderer is gradually dissipating, and the strength of the murderer is beginning to return to the past.

Xie Ji: "Drive it back!"

The murderer was used to using the double axes, and he wanted to pull out two more trees as weapons. When it turned around, Xie Ji and Jiang Jichu rushed forward at the same time, and tacitly raised their feet to kick the murderer's abdomen.

The murderer was kicked off the ground and fell heavily into the Evil Suppressing Tower.

The gate was smashed to pieces by his huge body, and even the towers on both sides were in danger.

Seeing that the two were about to rush in, Ran Yuanfei yelled, "You can't go in!"

But the two broke into the sea of ​​fire without hearing anything, Xie Ji picked up the hemp rope that fell on the first floor, wrapped it around the murderer's neck a few times, and stepped on the stairs with the rope under his feet like flying.

The murderer was about to pull the rope, Jiang Jichu cut down the remaining man's head with a long knife, the headless wrist joints of the murderer were like two severed lotus root, the sticky blood condensed into a long thread and climbed up the long knife.

Jiang Ji saw that he couldn't pull it off and didn't force it, he pulled the blood thread around the murderer's neck, spotted the burnt railing on the second floor, jumped to the second floor through the mess, and ran towards the stairs without stopping .

Xie Ji and Jiang Jichu met at the top of the stairs, a wooden plank on fire fell from the upper floor, they both jumped away, the murderer was pulled upwards, and the wooden plank hit it in the face without any cover.

The glass in the tower could not bear the high temperature and all shattered. The weak rain did not weaken the fire, but the strong wind blew the wind even more intensely.

During their merciless fighting, the stairs were broken and smashed on the murderer's body. More planks kept falling, and the Tower of Evil was crumbling.

The murderer waved his arms, shaking off countless sparks.

However, before it could stand up straight, a wooden stick was inserted into his heart wound again, nailing him to the ground.

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two...

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Xie Ji and Jiang Jichu didn't give it a chance to fight back at all, and inserted the remaining tao wooden sticks into its body, making it an immobile specimen.

"go!"

The two shouted at the same time, and rushed towards the burning gate at the same time.

They rolled in the rain and continued to run forward without stopping, beckoning others to retreat.

When everyone retreated to a safe distance, the evil tower collapsed.