I am God Chapter 91: : Seed of Death

The Prince of Wales was pierced through the chest by a sharp knife, and the brow bone was dug away.

He fell into the sea, but did not die immediately.

He felt himself sinking, being swallowed by the sea bit by bit.

He reached out his hand upwards, as if trying to catch the light refracted from the surface of the sea.

It's a pity.

Light cannot be grasped, only the dark seabed awaits him.

"Gululu!"

Bubbles keep slipping away from the fingers.

His eyes were getting darker and blurrier.

One after another shadows surrounded him, but he couldn't tell who it was.

"Who is it?"

"They killed that traitor Henir, have they come to save me?" The thought came to Weishausen's mind, and a surprised expression appeared on his face.

"Is it still the group of monsters?" But after thinking about it, he felt that it was more likely to be the group of monsters, and his joy instantly dissipated and turned into panic.

In fear, his consciousness completely fell.

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A few days later.

The city under the sea in Sarah's territory, in a seabed grotto surrounded by ancient cups.

Whisthausen woke up from a deep sleep, he felt a kind of pain that went deep into the bone marrow, as if countless needles had pierced his body, pierced his flesh and blood.

"Ah!"

He screamed in pain, but the sea water poured into his mouth as soon as he opened his mouth.

He was imprisoned in a bone prison. He opened his eyes and saw the surrounding environment through the gap of the bone prison.

Sure enough, as he had guessed in the end, he fell into the hands of the people of the Demon Abyss.

"Why didn't these monsters kill me?"

Although I don't know the reason, being able to survive is the greatest luck. As long as you survive, you still have a chance to come back and reverse.

He looked at his wound. He suffered such a serious injury before, it is logical that it would be very difficult for him to survive.

But he found that the wound on his chest had healed.

This surprised him unceasingly, feeling the healed wound on his chest in disbelief.

"OK?"

In ecstasy, he immediately began to prepare to escape from here.

He looked at the bone prison with disdain, wondering if the people of the Demon Abyss were a bunch of idiots, thinking that this kind of thing could imprison him.

He is a high-level priest, a powerful Sanye royal family who has mastered various divine arts.

"How can this hold me!"

He raised his hand, and mental power immediately extended from his mind.

But before the mental power could break through his mind, he immediately fell to the ground covered in severe pain.

At the same time.

He also felt the crisis of death.

He turned his head and found the source of all changes.

Weshausen saw a beautiful flower cup blooming on his shoulder.

The flower cup is bright gold, just like the sun's rays.

He finally understood why his wound healed so quickly, it was the powerful life force of the Sun Cup that saved his life.

But there was no joy in his eyes, looking at the golden flower cup, it was as if he had seen the scariest thing in the world.

"It's over!"

"It's over!"

"The forbidden art, the flower that kills the king."

He saw the Goblet of the Sun implanted in his body, and was scared out of his wits.

How did King Jesser die? How did Schroeder, the first priest of the Sky Temple, suffer a backlash?

All of this is written in the epic poem of the great poet Shiinsay, which has been passed down from generation to generation by the blood families of the four kings.

It can even be said that everyone knows everyone in the country of Heinsay.

It is precisely because of the backlash of the Sun Cup that the second generation of Wisdom King Jesser will die, and Sanye will lose the Wisdom Crown.

"How could this be?"

"Damn it, it's those monsters."

"How dare you treat me like this, how can you do this."

Verschhausen, in extreme panic, tried to use the power of wisdom several times, but as long as he used the power, the Sun Cup would swallow the mythical blood in his body.

The backlash came so fast.

Because these people did not master the divine arts of the first generation of sky temple priests at all, even if they had, they would not be able to use them on Weishi.

The other party directly rooted the Sun Cup in his flesh and blood, and combined it with his power violently.

They made up their minds from the very beginning, using the cup of the sun to seal the power of Westhausen, planting a desperate seed of death in his body.

The female demon abyss knight led by Sara in the kingdom of the demon abyss hated Westhorseun to the bone. It is unknown how many of her leaders and subordinates died at the hands of Westhorn.

She wants the other party to die by her hands, and she wants to die in the most terrifying and desperate way.

Seeing that he woke up, the tentacles of the people guarding the prison were facing each other, and immediately passed the news to the female devil knight.

A group of people from the Demon Abyss raised the bone prison and came to a cold and gloomy underwater palace.

The Knight of the Demon Abyss looked at Westhausen with cold eyes: "Kneel down!"

He was pressed to the ground by the mental force, lying on the ground like an ugly worm, a poor bug imprisoned in a cage.

"Kill me!"

"Kill me!"

Weshausen suddenly felt that it would be better for him to die before, this is no luck, this is obviously the beginning of his nightmare.

The female demon knight hated Westhausen very much, she twisted her huge tail and slid down, leaning against the outside of the bone prison and looking at the prince, her eyes were blood red.

"Dead?"

"Of course you will die!"

"But I want to watch you die in despair."

The icy voice of the female devil abyss knight stuffed into his mind, imitating the superior tone of Weshausen back then.

"Feel the gift I give you! I kindly let you live a little longer."

"You will be swallowed by the cup of the sun, and your will will be imprisoned in this cup forever, and you will be tortured for thousands of years."

Weshausen lay on the ground and looked at the female demon knight.

He was extremely terrified, and also felt extremely humiliated.

But at the same time, he felt that this scene was so familiar.

It's like seeing my former self.

Spirited and supercilious.

Taking one's own punishment of others for granted, taking the humiliation from above as one's own gift and charity.

"Maybe!"

"Henir looks like this when he looks at me!"

"Also, there is that traitor."

Wei Shi suddenly felt that it was because of this that they betrayed him one after another.

The female demon knight turned her head and said to the soldier.

"Tie him to the island of the dead, let him experience the suffering of the saints."

The Knight of the Demon Abyss looked at Westhausen with contempt: "The great poet Tito was also **** on the island of the dead to suffer, and the first King of the Abyss went to rescue the great poet by God's will. "

"Guess!"

"Will God send His messenger to rescue people like you?"

Don't say that the female devil knight doesn't believe it, even Westhausen herself doesn't believe it.