Self-cultivation of the Exorcist Chapter 641: It is the product of fear

When a key is pressed and the first note sounds.

The lullaby has already played the prelude.

A lullaby from Ryan Hammel, again in this moment.

The piano is made by others, and the music is also created by others.

I have to say that it is hard to think that this genius whose life is like a meteor has such a deep connection with Ryan.

Du Wei's fingertips were flying, playing a lullaby non-stop.

Freddie waited beside him like a servant.

And the large shadows that spread like flowing water from the black shadows are spreading crazily.

Where the music can spread, it will be affected by the power of the shadow.

It is a monster.

And all this time, Sombra hasn't shown much of the ability of a demon, or in other words, the fighting power it shows doesn't match its real ability.

That's because the opponents are a little too strong.

However.

Now in Voodoo, Sombra finally has a place to play.

Looking at the growth history of Sombra.

The cult played a big role in it.

Whether it is Vaderism or the current Voodooism.

Without them, it is basically impossible for Sombra to become a demon now.

It's Du Wei's fault.

This moment.

Inside voodoo.

The surviving believers all heard the sound of the lullaby.

All of them looked blank, completely confused about what happened inside Voodoo.

First, everyone was drugged, and the Uncovered Conference began.

Then the evil spirits raged, and many people died.

Afterwards, the evil spirits were killed one by one by a strange ghost holding two knives. Before these people could react from the excitement of the survivors, they heard the strange sleeping sound again. song.

The sound of the song is full of magic.

As soon as they heard it, it felt like a dream, and a deep sleepiness appeared in their minds. There seemed to be an illusion in front of them, and they saw a pair of cold eyes.

Then, everything seemed to turn into a whirlpool.

All the voodoo disciples fell to the ground one after another and fell into a deep sleep.

Only the hunters were unaffected.

Because they are all at the very center of voodoo.

The hunter who came out earlier was only out to deal with the mess. The rest of the people thought that only one hunter needed to take action to solve the matter.

After all, in a sense, they are different from the hunters on the surface.

All believers in the flower that never fades.

Has a stronger ability.

Marcus is the strongest of the voodoo hunters and the longest alive.

"Something happened to one of our people."

In the most central area of ​​Voodoo, Marcus sat up from the ground, looked at the two-meter-high giant flower in front of him, and his tone was extremely cold.

The flower exudes a little bit of crystal, like a dream.

But under the flowers, that is, in the flower bed, it looked extremely scary, because there was no soil in the whole flower bed, and there was only blood.

Flowing and bubbling blood.

Like a living thing.

But the color of the blood is extremely dim, as if it has been mixed with water, and the root system of this giant flower can be vaguely seen, as if it is covered on something chubby.

Kindly resembles a human head.

But there are only skeletons left, and men and women cannot be distinguished.

Flowers are naturally never-fading flowers, and the skull belongs to Minette.

There are already cracks spreading throughout the skull, but the cracks have not been completely cracked, which prevents the tentacles of the roots of the never-fading flower from penetrating in.

At this time, the other hunters who heard Marcus' words said indifferently: "There are no other hunters nearby. We have already checked, so it should be the one that caused the unfading flower to touch before?"

"It seems to be a demon, but it seems to be related to the flower that never fades. What is it?"

Marcus said indifferently: "No matter what it is, kill it, I can feel the desire of the flower that never fades, and we have no choice."

The hunters nodded and replied: "We can no longer be regarded as human beings. After taking this road, we will lose the right to choose, but after this time, the flower that never fades may completely assimilate us. At that time... ..."

Marcus said coldly: "Don't say any more, leave one person waiting here, the others go out with me, I can feel that presence, it's inside Voodoo, and it seems to be nowhere Not here."

"Buck, you stay."

After giving the order, Marcus led the others away without saying a word.

These people were all wearing loose clothes, covering their original faces. They were reluctant to go out, but now that the Flower of Never Withered is eager for that unknown existence, and Marcus and others have no possibility of violating its will.

Only the man named Barr remained.

He watched Marcus and the others leave. After a long time, his face became a little melancholy and angry.

Turn your head.

Looking at the pool of blood that was gradually becoming transparent, Barr stretched out his hand numbly.

Ah...

The wrist is automatically split, and blood is constantly oozing.

Strange to say.

There is not a lot of human blood, but after his blood seeped into the blood pool, the transparent blood was immediately stained red and became very viscous.

After a while.

Buck's wrist healed, and he said in a low voice: "Just wait a little longer, Marcus and the others will soon bring the existence you desire."

This is a sacrificial means, a way to appease the flowers that never wither.

The never-fading flower is not something similar to the blood of **** in Voodoo, but to be precise, the head of Minette covered under the root system of the flower is.

Nearly two hundred years ago.

Vodoo got Minette's head. At that time, they all thought it was a demon god's thing and wanted to steal its power.

People are like this, and they can never be satisfied with the status quo.

Even if you are in the whole world, you still have ambitions in your heart.

But Voodoo used many methods, but they failed to achieve their goal, so they had to change a method and got the answer from that stone tablet.

Fear is belief, and primitive belief represents fear.

The entire voodoo religion has chosen to embark on this path. The previous generation of voodoo religion leaders told a big lie, tricked everyone into it, and gave birth to a flower that never existed. .

They go to believe in the existence of this thing.

The admiration and fear of a few hundred people~IndoMTL.com~thousands of people is meaningless, but it can't stand the voodoo people, and the black people in Sigana are all voodoo people.

There is strength in numbers, this sentence is useful at any time.

It's just that the process was not beautiful, and the result was terrible.

The never-fading flower took root on the head of the demon god, absorbing the flesh and blood of that head, obliterating its consciousness, but it also became more and more weird.

The whole Voodoo people are more or less affected by it.

Although these people are living people.

But their souls have already become part of the never-withering flowers.

It's ridiculous to say.

The belief in Voodoo is ancestor worship. They believe that after death, the soul will return to the arms of the ancestors. As a result, after death, they become the fertilizer of flowers that never fade.

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