What do you think when time pauses?
If all the readers' thoughts can be extracted, it can probably be compiled into a book.
And this book is in the real world, called "Criminal Law".
In fact, when time pauses, you can't think of anything.
Consciousness is pinned on existence, and the essence of [existence] is [time].
When time freezes, existence is absent, consciousness is not recognized, and people lose all thinking and turn into a flesh and blood statue.
This experience is terrifying, because people who are stuck in time freeze may feel like they are dead.
But it may not be so scary, because this person probably doesn't realize that he has fallen into a time freeze.
I don't know how long it took, it may be a moment for Cheng Shi and the others, but for the terrorists, it may be a lifetime...
The effect of the area fast forward slowly ended, and Song Yawen's consciousness hiding behind Cheng Shi gradually became clear.
The moment his thinking ability returned, he felt the ultimate bloom of death.
The corpses of the horrors above their heads fell one after another, and bloodless flesh and countless tentacles poured into this still clean space.
The breath of the dead came to his face, rich like colloid, making Song Yawen's spirit tremble from the depths of his soul.
"What level of death is this?
Does this level of death really exist? ?
If this is made big, the [Death] True God must not be summoned??? "
After three consecutive suspicions, Song Yawen did not waste any time, he deeply remembered that Cheng Shi said that his blow would be the key to saving them.
Seeing the tentacle monsters that had no flesh and blood to eat frantically moving towards their six pupae, Song Yawen took a deep breath, and his eyes instantly turned pure black.
Harvest status, on!
He stretched out his hands and strangled his neck.
Just heard a "click", and his neck was ruthlessly twisted by himself.
Subsequently, the standing Song Yawen's "corpse" began to slowly dissipate, and the rich dead air around it instantly boiled, the wind roared, and the green light rose, but in the blink of an eye, a huge black scythe with the momentum of destroying the world appeared above everyone's heads.
Cheng Shi and the others had just come to their senses at this time, looking at the death scythe hanging above their heads, and everyone was breathing.
Big.
It's too big.
They had never seen such a terrifying death sickle, even the small skull ornament at the end of the hilt looked like a colossus carved from a high mountain.
Not to mention the blade with a faint green light, it looks like a sharp blade cutting through planets.
Even in the 2100 game, Cheng Shi had never seen such a big death scythe!
Now he had only one thought in his mind, which was to pray that Song Yawen would not go crazy and send them away together.
"The soul sleeps peacefully, and life ends! Funeral, harvest! "
As the seemingly non-existent prayers roared through the heavens and the earth, the huge scythe swung down with the murmur of the undead.
Except for the area where everyone was standing, there was a momentary crack in the entire ruins visible to the naked eye.
Like a mirror shattered, the spider pattern cracked.
Followed by...
The lament of embracing death came out one after another, resounding in the sky, and countless huge tentacle monsters that ate flesh and blood closed their eyes one after another, as if they were sleeping peacefully.
Death is never an earth-shattering event.
The moment the scythe was swung, their fire of life was quietly extinguished.
When a person dies, the sickle is eliminated.
It was only a few seconds before and after.
But the rising aura of the dead around had not yet dissipated, and these auras were distorted and rose, converging again, condensing Song Yawen, who was supposed to be "dead".
He fell from mid-air panting and sweating, and as soon as he landed, he fell crooked in the blood, convulsing all over.
Nangong, who was closest to him, wanted to pull him out of the instinct of a wet nurse, and as soon as he touched Song Yawen's wrist, he found that his body was now extremely healthy, and even full, like a peak.
His convulsions were not the weakness after desperately opening the big one, but the climax of excitement.
"Awesome-awesome-awesome-
I seemed to see the face of my Lord, to see Him sitting on the throne of bones, and giving me a great sickle.
Awesome——
Cheng Shi, you are too awesome!! "
He gasped, struggled to get up, and twitched his hands and feet:
"Just this time, my life is worth ..."
Cheng Shi smiled when he heard this, and Nangong threw away Song Yawen's hand in disgust.
Chen Chong and Cao Sanshi were still immersed in the devastating scythe just now and couldn't extricate themselves for a long time, until the flesh and blood of the horror demon and the dead tentacles were about to overwhelm them, Chen Chong stood up from the bloodstains with the half-dead Cao Sanshi.
"Solution... Solved? "
He still couldn't believe that so many terrorists, such a large-scale army, were all gone?
What happened just now?
Looking at Chen Chong's curious eyes, Cheng Shi smiled and said:
"Don't think about it, you won't want to know what's going on, and besides, the matter hasn't been resolved, the bone army is not seen on the right wing, it's likely that someone else will be sent over to investigate the situation, we need to leave quickly."
He also pulled up Xia Wan, who was struggling on the ground, pointed to her bulging belly, calves and back, and said seriously:
"Our combat power is seriously damaged, Cao Sansui, Nangong and Xia Wan have all lost their combat power, they are fine, Xia Wan's situation, needs to be treated quickly, we have to withdraw first and find a place to rectify."
Song Yawen was still immersed in the excitement of destroying the world with a single knife just now, and after listening to Cheng Shi's nervousness, he blurted out:
"Isn't there still you?"
Cheng Shi carried Xia Wan on his back, his face darkened.
"I'm a 1500-point wet nurse, what can I do?"
"???"
Song Yawen was stunned, pointed to the hellish miserable situation outside, and stammered:
"You... You... This thing... Didn't you do it all? "
As he spoke, his tone was deformed, "If you score 1500 points, I will cut off my head and kick you as a ball." "
Chen Chong's face was also dark, he picked up Cao Sanshi on his back, pulled Nangong and walked out, without hesitation, and thought to himself:
This person is indeed strong, but he loves to pretend too much, which makes people unhappy.
What's even more unpleasant is that he is pretended to be there every time!
The gags of the winners were not annoying, mainly because the environment did not allow them to stay too much, so everyone still struggled, fleeing to the east in the muddy ruins watered with blood.
When they stood in the center of the realm of death, everyone did not have such an intuitive feeling, and when they paced out of this flesh and blood hell step by step, they truly realized what Cheng Shi had just done.
Pieces of meat, crushed corpses, mucus, black blood.
The group is like walking into a museum, where all objects and forms related to blood and flesh are exhibited, which are not only beyond imagination, but also frequently challenge the sensitive stomach nerves of a normal human being.
This scene can no longer be described.
This time alone, the 5 people present had a new understanding of [birth].
Can this be an orderly god?
Even Xia Wan, a believer in [Birth], couldn't help but want to ...
"Vomit—"
The first to spit out was Nangong.
She was already extremely weak because of self-harm, and at this time her legs were rubbing against the quagmire of flesh and blood, and as soon as the smell of decay poured into her nasal cavity, it was not the guidance of [decay], but the nausea that made people vomit.
When the first shot was fired, the scene was out of control again.
"Vomit-vomit-"
Everyone couldn't hold back.
Especially Chen Chong, in order to get out of this hell as soon as possible, he vomited and rushed, one was vomiting on his back, and one was also vomiting in his hand, and the triple chorus of vomiting pulled his ears extremely and made people collapse.
"Xia Wan, you have to hold back, this is my lord's handiwork, to guide you..."
"Vomit—"
"..."
Cheng Shi felt a heat in his shoulders, and then his face twitched.
"Your mother... Mom must feel sorry for you..."
Xia Wan endured the fierce struggle of the "life" "conceived" on her body, and said weakly:
"My mother is dead... She dedicated herself to [Filth] ..."
"Ah, this ..."
Cheng Shi felt a burst of regret in his heart because of his stinky mouth: I really deserve to die...
"Compared to my mother, you might as well care about my daughter, it may be about to come to the world..."
Cheng Shi's face darkened, and he roared forward:
"Chen Chong, get ready! Xia Wan is going to give birth! "
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