Chapter 831: Underworld God's Flesh and Blood
You have to pay me one to see Qu Zhi crushed her bones, and Chen Hao also had an unrealistic feeling.
He was even staring at the debris on the ground with caution.
There are more and more crows, densely covered with black areas, covering the huge square. All you can see is black birds flying, and the noise is in your ears.
At this time, the Eye of the God of the Underworld said to Chen Hao: "Be careful, the flesh and blood of the God of the Underworld is constantly expanding."
Chen Hao was not surprised by this: "Does this prove that the real Qu Zhi I just killed? Not a substitute?"
The Eye of the Underworld nodded and said, "It should be."
"Kill him so simply?" Chen Hao still didn't believe it.
The Eye of the Underworld said lightly: "I have seen many wonderful and stunning characters. They are either extremely powerful or smart, but their endings are often not so vigorous. Many of them die silently. One of them is just a small grain of sand in the huge world. Perhaps it can release colorful brilliance, which looks completely different from the other grains of sand. But in fact, the grain of sand is sand. In the eyes of this world, it seems that you are a diamond, you are gold or an ordinary stone. Its value is given to him by us. If you say he is valuable, he is valuable. If you say he is worthless, he is not worth it before."
"The same is true for people. There is no need to be overestimating anyone, and no one is ever dead and will never defeat."
Chen Hao said, "My God, flesh and blood, what do you think?"
The crows were constantly pecking at the flesh and blood and suddenly began to mutate.
Their eyes burst, their feathers exploded, and the crows struggled desperately, collided with each other, and then merged with each other's flesh and blood.
In the end, it turned into a huge meatball monster.
The monster was covered with sparse black feathers like alopecia areata.
People who saw this scene in the surrounding square had already begun to scream and flee around.
The meat ball shook up and down twice, opening a big eye composed of millions of crow eyes, looking like a huge compound eye.
The eyes kept blinking.
Then a mouth was cracked on the meat ball, but it was not a bird's beak, but a big hole, and a noise came from it: "Chen Hao, if you killed my host, you have to pay me one."
Chen Hao smiled and said, "You can merge with the Eye of the Underworld, just sign a contract with me."
The God of Nether and Blood laughed strangely: "I am a God. It is invalid to sign a contract between man and God. You are too weak and do not deserve to be on an equal footing with us."
The Eye of the God of Underworld flew out of Chen Hao's palm and floated on Chen Hao's shoulders: "Chen Hao, give him to me. We are all separated from the flesh and blood of the God of Underworld. We must always distinguish between each other to determine the relationship between the master and the slave."
Chen Hao pondered for a while and nodded, "What do I need me to do for you?"
"Give me strength, any power, spiritual energy, star power, and holy light, I want to swallow it."
This time, Chen Hao did not have a slight stinginess, and directly devoted a lot of his energy to the eyes of the God of the Underworld.
The Eye of the God of the Underworld continued to expand in the air, turning into a huge eyeball.
Chen Hao quickly retreated and distanced himself from them from afar.
At the same time, the entire Western world was in chaos.
Because the reporter is broadcasting the scenes on the Capital City Square in real time.
Two huge monsters appeared out of thin air, and they became popular in an instant, and countless people exclaimed.
In their opinion, war is still far away from them, and they may never see those invading demon races in their lifetime.
Some are like the beautiful countries in their heyday going to Afghanistan to fight wars. What is the war there? How many people died there? How many civilians were cruelly injured, how many people were left with disabilities, how many Western soldiers died there, which is very far away for them. At most, just a candle is scattered to satisfy their unclearity and disgust of war. After all, everyone does this.
As for whether or not they need to fight next time, that is not what they need to know. After all, it is not them who die, and all they need to pay is low-end and cheap things like candles and tears.
"We don't know what happened yet, so we invited Professor Basque, who has a deep understanding of monsters, to interpret it for everyone."
"Professor Basque, can you explain it to us? What position does this monster lie in the demon clan?"
Professor Basque held his glasses and replied in a very magnetic voice: "This monster has not been included in the Monster Encyclopedia, which means that this is a brand new monster race we just discovered."
"So we don't know about this demon clan. Judging from the current situation, this demon clan should have grown up by swallowing a large amount of crow flesh and blood. As for what his innate magical powers are, we still have to observe carefully before we can draw a conclusion."
The host is a blonde beauty: "Does this mean that more demons have sneaked into our world?"
Professor Basque said solemnly: "I have always emphasized this matter. The demon race has sneaked into our world and he may appear anywhere, but we still have little knowledge of them and cannot fully get them out. Therefore, each of us has to take action, and the possibility of human destruction has become a reality faster and faster."
The host said in surprise: "Are you talking about the demise of the human race? Professor Basque, I have no intention of commenting on your major, but I don't think you should say such alarmist words on our TV station. Although the demon race has been maintaining a stalemate battle with us on the front line, our human race is not completely without an advantage."
Professor Basque said with an ugly expression: "I'm not exaggerating..."
"Professor Basque thanks for accepting our interview."
The picture was cut off directly, giving Professor Basque no room for any explanation. Media people all know that they have always said what they wanted to say.
"Audiences, we'll now cut the picture back to the New Roman Forum. If you have children next to you, please watch with caution."
The screen switches, and the situation in the New Roman Forum appears on the screen.
I saw a huge ball of meat making a harsh noise, sounding like there were millions of crows clamoring.
And opposite the ball of the flesh, there is an eye that is constantly expanding.
The huge eyeballs were covered with blood.
At the same time, the cameraman quickly captured a figure. Although this person is far away from the eyeball, it just gives people the same feeling of connection between him and the eyeball. The cameraman immediately closer the camera and wanted to illuminate the figure more clearly.
However, he had not seen clearly what the figure looked like. His camera suddenly disappeared, and only a piece of snowflakes were left on the TV screen.
The screen immediately switched to the host. At this moment, the host's face was a little surprised. She held the earphone and said, "The equipment in front may have had some failure, so we switch to the No. 2 camera position."
The TV screen immediately cuts to the distance of the New Roman Forum.
The TV screen is also rapidly enlarging, and the target is the person standing behind the eyeball.
However, as before, the screen broke the signal before the person's appearance was clearly visible.
Once it was a coincidence, the second time was definitely not a coincidence.
It's obvious that it's a person who can't even capture a camera.
The host's face was full of surprise. It was the first time she encountered such a situation and hurriedly contacted Professor Basque again.
"Professor Basque, can you tell us what happened just now? Why do our photography equipment fail one after another?"
Professor Basque had dissatisfaction on his face. He didn't let me speak just now, but now he came to ask me questions again?
Professor Basque said coldly: "I want to reiterate my point of view..."
"Professor Bucks, our live broadcast time is limited. Please answer my questions first and don't spread panic at will."
Professor Basque finally got angry and knocked on the table and roared: "As the media, you should convey real and valuable information, and not choose to deceive the people with your own preconceived ideas. This is contrary to the free will of the press."
The female host still maintained her elegance, with a sarcastic smile on her lips: "Professor Basque, I can understand your mood at this moment. I think I know more clearly about freedom of the press than you. The audience is looking forward to your professional answers. If you can't bring us valuable information, I can only connect with other professionals."
Professor Buster calmed down and explained: "I think it should be some kind of ultrasound to have such remote destructive power."
"And that person definitely has strong perception ability, otherwise it would be impossible to locate the camera so accurately and not hurt the photographer."
"You said ultrasound?" The host immediately connected to the photojournalist in front.
So the reporter replied that the camera was malfunctioning, the lens was broken, and the chips were all burned.
"That man looks like an Eastern Hole, not like us Western."
The host kept magnifying the picture and the last shot of the camera. Although the picture was very blurry, you could vaguely see the figure with black hair.
"If it is an Oriental, then he should be a star cultivator. As we all know, the strength of the Oriental Star Cultivator is very weak. Although there has been an existence that defeated the Holy Light Warrior like Chen Hao, it is just a small accident that is unique in history. No matter from any perspective, the star cultivator is not worth mentioning."
"If that was really an Oriental Star Cultivator, the monsters that appeared in the square should just look scary, but in fact they didn't have much destructive power."
At this moment, another guest came in on the TV screen, and the guest turned out to be an Oriental.
Chapter completed!