Chapter 509

... Lin Sanjiu knew he was wrong. ↖

She always thought that the world was only destroyed by several giants - until she was pinched between her fingers by the Mother God.

On the white face, which was sharp and long, and could not see the end, the two muscles on the cheekbones rose high, squeezing the Mother God's eyes into a thin arc. Every time she breathed, there was a strong fishy smell, and a damp and hot wind rolled up in the air.

For a moment, Lin Sanjiu thought he would be crushed into a broken grape by the force of Wanjun; However, this huge Mother God, nearly 1000 meters high, seemed to be full of love for them and "picked" them up "from the air very gently.

Then she bent down, like shaving nose droppings, scraped them down with the fingernails of her index finger, and let them fall straight into the ant city - in the process, Lin Sanjiu was as stiff as a dead wood, leaving only her eyes to turn. She and the gift bag seemed to be paralyzed and completely deprived of their ability to move.

Is this the so-called "divine power"?

The slate on the ground quickly approached the field of vision, and finally photographed head-on; Lin Sanjiu suddenly blacked in front of his eyes, and his bones were smashed shakily, as if they were about to break.

Without waiting for a moan to exit, the sound of footsteps has been surrounded from all around. The smoke gradually fell down, revealing heavy, sluggish, numb and tired faces - face after face came close, as if there was no end, and soon filled the field of vision, like pieces of meat mushrooms, crowded, expressionless.

At first glance, they almost look the same, even their age and facial features are difficult to distinguish.

Infected by the wind and sand all year round, the skin of each face has become yellowish brown, hanging from the bones loosely and tiredly, as if everyone is getting old and dying. When fourorfive slightly stout men separated from the crowd and came up to lift Lin San's wine and gift bag, she realized that the oldest of these people was probably only thirty or forty years old.

As the vision was raised, Lin Sanjiu's eyes turned, and he found that the place where the Mother God was just now was empty, and disappeared as without warning as when he came - only the rock mountain towering into the cloud stood abruptly on the earth, and the top was almost next to the thick white fog.

Lin Sanjiu couldn't help thinking of the finger that retreated into the white fog.

"Ah," a hoarse voice suddenly came from above a pair of hands, "so this is a woman?"

Another man who carried people answered, and his voice was also dry and Sandy: "really, really! Go back and inform the temple Secretary!"

In the surrounding crowd, someone immediately cleared his throat and answered, and then ran away with a thump - everyone here had a hoarse voice that made people uncomfortable, as if they tore their throats and roared their throats every day.

... what if she is a woman?

Lin San's heart sank, and his eyes turned painful. He could only see a white fog in the sky, as well as the chin and nostrils of the man who was lifting her; Her vision rose and fell with the pace for a long time, and finally stopped.

The Mother God didn't know what she had done to them. After nearly 30 minutes, they couldn't move; Judging from the body feeling, they seem to be going downhill all the way. So stiff, I don't know where they were carried, and they were put on the ground again.

"Help them up," a voice that had never been heard before suddenly commanded not far above his head. The man's voice was not hoarse, but he seemed to rub two bones against each other and make a sound: "... Which one is a woman?"

While talking, someone helped the upper body of Lin Sanjiu and his wife up and leaned against something; At this moment, they can finally see clearly - but before Lin Sanjiu could turn his eyes, he saw a man beside him pushing the gift bag forward and saying, "this is a woman."

"Well," the voice just rubbed, "what about this one?"

With the sound of questioning, Lin Sanjiu raised his eyes.

... standing in front of her a dozen steps away, was a degenerate species with blue body and no roots. This degenerate species was dressed in a robe, as if it had been hollowed out, and its two eyes were sitting in the withered sockets of its eyes; The place that was originally the lips has been wrinkled, revealing a deep and faint hole in the mouth.

Behind this degenerate species called "temple division", there are larger groups of people standing. Although there are several degenerate species, more are still living people; They are also the same as the previous people, with brown skin and haggard appearance. No one's cloth is as complete as the robes on the fallen species - behind them, circle after circle of loops spiraled up, like a Roman Colosseum auditorium magnified countless times, but each loop is filled with holes and regarded as a folk house. It seems that they should be at the bottom of ant city at this time.

"I think this should also be a woman," the degenerate took a few steps, rolled his eyes down, and pulled the skin on his forehead. Somehow, this sentence suddenly aroused a buzzing noise.

It looked at Lin Sanjiu for two eyes, and suddenly stretched out two long, withered arms: "... We haven't met female pagans for a long time, and I think their baptism should be postponed temporarily."

"Temple secretary," a man who carried them all the way, immediately asked softly, "is it too dangerous to keep pagans from being baptized? After all, the divine light on them will soon..."

Divine light, is it the effect that makes people unable to move?

A meaningful smile suddenly appeared on the face of the fallen species, and its face was torn away towards both sides, revealing a dry, slender gap.

"This must be the test that the Mother God gave us," the eyes turned. "Before the divine light disappears, I will naturally make a decision."

As soon as this sentence was said, all the gray faced and bony people lowered their heads at the same time and murmured something in their mouths.

At least the baptism will not happen for the time being

Lin Sanjiu's heart just fell slightly, and with this degenerate species moved aside for a few steps, he suddenly mentioned it again.

... as soon as it walked away, the crowd in the rear clearly fell into her vision - there are also women here, and there are a lot of them; Under their dry and disheveled hair, their eyes were like ink balls thrown out by pens, without any expression.

The most amazing thing is that almost every woman - no matter how old they look, whether they are still holding a child around them or not, their stomachs are bulging high and stretched forward, making the whole person seem to be deformed; Compared with their slender bodies, the huge sphere seemed to fall them to the ground at any time.

Lin Sanjiu just glanced at a thin pregnant woman with white hair and wrinkles on her face. Her stomach suddenly contracted and her eyes dropped.

She wanted to turn around to see Ji Shanqing, but she still couldn't move. Her fists hung rigidly on her legs, and at present her fists were empty - she had to think carefully about what to call out, so that she could take the gift bag and get away with it without moving at all.

The degenerate nodded, and his eyes seemed to roll down at any time; It turned around and waved, "send it to the temple."

From behind Lin Sanjiu, he immediately put out two hands and lifted her up. With the fall of the degenerate voice, the crowd immediately dispersed like sheep; A staircase leading deep underground behind them was exposed.

On one side of the staircase stood a statue of the Mother God, each of which was one person high. It was carved as it was after reducing the proportion of the Mother God; The eyes of the statue were facing down. When Lin Sanjiu was carried down the stairs, she seemed to be stuck with the smiling eyes of the Mother God, which made her get goose bumps.

When she and the gift bag were heavily thrown on the ground of the temple, a low vague voice suddenly came out from the dark space in front of her - Lin Sanjiu endured the pain of his nose, raised his eyes hard, and dimly identified another human figure lying on the floor in the distance.

The bloody gas, like substance, diffused into her nasal cavity. With the rustling friction of the cloth, a foot belonging only to the fallen species passed by them.

"... you can see him baptized right away," a degenerate voice rang out from behind. "That's the evolutionist we caught ourselves."

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