Chapter 662 The Seed Sower
Wang Jiudan was ecstatic!
He thought he had no chance of survival, but he didn't expect to meet someone of the same kind in this place!
No wonder he felt something calling him from inside the thatched hut when he was outside it. It turned out that it was the induction between ‘the same kind’!
"Senior, Senior... You are a sinner!"
The designer was stunned for a moment, then looked down at Wang Jiudan, a hint of doubt appearing in his cloudy eyes.
Wang Jiudan pointed at himself and said, "I am also a sinner, Senior. You and I are in the same group. No matter what you need, I will sincerely help you."
"Evil...man..."
The designer lowered his head and repeated these two words.
Wang Jiudan was already in surprise. This old villain was obviously an important figure in the blessed land. With him standing by his side, he might be able to survive to the end in the blessed land!
As for the fact that the old evildoer had left him with no good flesh on his body, that was just a small matter. Once Wang Jiudan was safe, he would definitely find a way to take revenge.
"You and I are... the same kind?"
Wang Jiudan nodded frantically.
The designer's tone became dangerous: "So, you want to steal my work?"
Wang Jiudan was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly shook his head at the old villain: "No, senior, don't misunderstand, I don't have any improper thoughts, I..."
"No!" The designer became crazy, "You must have thought about it!"
"To cultivate a fierce god is the ultimate goal of every evildoer. I understand. You are here to steal it. I am almost dying of old age. You want to steal my work, write your own name on it, and take over my work!"
Wang Jiudan was shocked.
How come his situation became even more dangerous after he recognized his own kind?
At this moment, Wang Jiudan suddenly realized that perhaps the abnormal fluctuations he felt outside the thatched hut were not special sensations urging the evil people to recognize each other, but warnings for the low-level evil people to be aware of the existence of the high-level evil people and to escape quickly!
Now if Wang Jiudan wants to survive, he can only find a way as soon as possible to prove that he will not steal the "designer's" work.
But when the words of begging for mercy came to his lips, a hint of desire appeared in Wang Jiudan's eyes.
"What does the evil spirit you 'designed' look like? Can you show it to me?"
After saying this, Wang Jiudan himself was shocked. Obviously, his greatest desire at this moment should be the 'desire to survive', but why would he ask such an obviously suicidal question at this time?
The designer's eyes flashed with ferocity: "You really came here for my work, die, die, die!"
The moment Wang Jiudan asked the designer the question about the 'evil spirit', countless evil spirits emitting green light came out. They surrounded Wang Jiudan, stretched out their hands with sharp nails, and pressed him to the ground. Wang Jiudan could only see faces full of evil thoughts approaching him.
Tear!
The first evil spirit pounced on his face, biting off a large piece of flesh and blood, and even tearing off half of his nose!
Then other evil spirits opened their mouths one after another, and the darkness was filled with the teeth-grinding sound of flesh being torn.
While being cut into pieces, Wang Jiudan fell into deep confusion.
Why did he become a villain?
Is it to kill people?
To create tragedy and watch humanity suffer?
To create evil and feel the joy of the birth of a powerful monster?
Satisfy desires? Become stronger? Extend lifespan? Blaspheme the gods? Or fight against your loved ones...
Wang Jiudan wanted to do all these things, but these things were not the purpose of becoming a villain, they were just the process of living as a villain...
After all, the so-called evil people is just a contemptuous name forced upon them by their loved ones.
He suddenly remembered the voice he had forgotten that he heard in his heart when he first picked up the evil suit.
'Let me be born!'
'Go and sow the seeds that gave rise to me!'
Wang Jiudan suddenly realized: "Oh, it turns out that we are just farmers..." This was the last sentence in his mind.
Wang Jiudan's body was torn into pieces by countless evil spirits, and his soul was devoured, but today was the moment for him to produce his second 'Seed of Extreme Desire'!
When this seed of extreme desire was produced, Wang Jiudan's greatest wish was to avoid being torn apart.
Therefore, all the fragments of his flesh and blood grew mouths and began to bite the evil spirits that devoured his flesh and blood in their mouths.
The evil spirits gathered together and began to devour each other. Strange flesh and blood grew among the evil spirits, and finally disappeared into the darkness, and then fell from nothingness.
But all this has nothing to do with Wang Jiudan anymore.
The designer was stimulated by Wang Jiudan. He paced anxiously in the darkness, biting his old hands constantly, his two cloudy eyes exuding hysterical madness.
"He is a wicked man!"
"Those guys must be evil people!"
The designer covered his head and screamed crazily.
"They all want to take my work away from me, but I won't give it to anyone, not anyone!"
Shadows flew out of his body, and some terrifying changes quietly appeared in the Valley of the Dead.
……
Wu Xian and his four companions climbed out of the crack in the cliff.
This time, there was no spider crawling on Guo Xiake's face. It was just that his shoelaces suddenly came undone and he never tried to tie them again...
After reuniting with everyone else, there were only twelve people left in the team. Compared to the beginning, four people had left for various reasons.
But compared with other blessed places, such a loss is still acceptable.
The four of them took a break first, and told everyone what they encountered in the crack. Some people had objections to concealing the existence of the "evil man", but Wu Xian and Jiang Huaian both admitted their mistakes, and the matter was over after being criticized a few times.
After the break.
Wu Xian asked everyone to disperse, opened the 'body bag' and dumped out a dead body with a red light. The plank road was less than half a meter wide, and everyone struggled for a while just to put down the body.
Fan Qingyue pointed at the two bodies and asked in confusion: "What are you doing?"
Wu Xian licked his lips and said, "Don't you think this corpse is very suitable to be used as a bridge connecting the plank road?"
Everyone was a little confused when these words came out. Fan Qingyue swallowed her saliva and said, "The corpse is limp. If you step on it, you will fall down."
Lan Xuan thought for a moment and said, "A corpse will go into rigor mortis after death. The muscles and joints are in a highly tense state. At this time, a large external force is required to move it."
"But this red light is originally an evil spirit. It is still unclear whether it will have rigor mortis. Moreover, it has thin arms and legs. Even if it has rigor mortis, it may not be able to support our weight!"
Wu Xian shook his head.
"I did a simple test when I collected the body. Rigor mortis existed, but the point is not whether the body of the red light head can support our weight."
"The point is, once we have placed Red Lantern's body on the plank road, we can make the jump!"
(End of this chapter)
