Doomsday Summon Master

Chapter 137: The Belief of the Evil God

"I'll say it again, undo the illusion on them."

That's right, since Yang Feng saw these women for the first time, he had keenly felt the aura of illusion. It was the bearded man who used illusion on them that finally caused them to smile even after going through such perverted abuse.

"it is good……"

Feeling that he couldn't break free from Yang Feng at all, and even his arms were still exerting force, the bearded man's face turned purple, and he replied with difficulty.

He turned his head with difficulty, his eyes faced Yang Feng, and then his pupils flashed, and a strange purple light flashed suddenly.

[System prompt: You have been attacked by an illusion, and you are comparing the magic attributes of the two parties. The attribute judgment fails, the illusion is invalid, and the opponent suffers a certain amount of mental damage. ]
Seeing this prompt from the system, Yang Feng reacted immediately. He threw the bearded man in his hand to the ground violently, with a dull 'boom' sound.

Yang Feng drew out the knife, and stepped on his chest with his military boots. At the same time, an extremely terrifying mask appeared on his face.This is because the system judged that he had entered a combat state, so the magic face was automatically revealed by the system.

"I was wrong! Give me another chance! I will undo the illusion on them!" The bearded man was finally honest now, he felt as if his chest was pressing down on a mountain, and he couldn't breathe .

Yang Feng smiled coldly, ignored the bearded man's begging for mercy, and directly slashed out.Immediately, a bloodstain appeared on his neck, he reacted and hastily stretched out his hand to cover his neck, but all this was in vain, Yang Feng deliberately cut the veins on both sides of his neck, relying on his hands alone is definitely not enough to stop the bleeding.

"what!"

"what!"

The poor women around them immediately regained consciousness, seeing the large amount of blood pouring out of the bearded man onto their bodies, they started screaming non-stop.The illusion in them disappeared instantly with the death of the bearded man.

The guard lying at the door watched his wife's eyes regain clarity, and hurriedly held his chest and shouted at her, "Xiaoqing!"

"Wang Kai!" One of the women looked at her husband's miserable state, and her eyes were instantly blurred by tears.

Yang Feng looked at the miserable situation in the surrounding area and said nothing. His intuition told him that something serious might have happened here. This can be seen from the behavior of the bearded man.But any normal leader would not tolerate the appearance of such a non-thing among his subordinates.

Yang Feng casually shook off the blood stained on the knife, inserted it back into the scabbard, and then walked towards the depths of the building.He has been here before, and although he is not familiar with it, he still knows how to get there.

After walking a few meters along the corridor, everything in front of him made his heart twitch slightly, and he unconsciously put his right hand on the handle of Xue Yu's knife.

The original white walls were covered with scattered blood, and people even used black paint to write and draw everywhere in the corners of each classroom.What made Yang Feng feel most uncomfortable was the painting in the deepest part of the corridor, which was engraved with a summoning formation similar to that that appeared when Yang Feng called.But the appearance of this summoning array is somewhat different from Yang Feng's. First of all, the pattern of the summoning array is obviously more complicated, and it is also engraved with characters that he is not familiar with, which looks like the language of other countries.

Fronteer Arrosa Sdemonet Quitchmonta.
It didn't look like English, or any other language, but rather a spell for some kind of sinister ritual.

Yang Feng drew blood again. It is true that in the dangerous end times, some horrible churches and people who are driven crazy will spring up like mushrooms. No matter how brainwashed or credible their process is, their final There is only one purpose, nothing more than money and power.He knew this all too well.

"Humph."

Yang Feng snorted disdainfully, and continued walking towards the deepest point with the knife in hand.The more he walked in, the more the number of summoning circles, and the more blood on the ground, he even saw a boy squatting in a corner with his head in a classroom.

"Hi, may I ask what's going on here? Why are there everywhere..."

Yang Feng went forward and patted his shoulder, but the cold and stiff feeling from his hand gave him a bad feeling.

[System prompt: The detection system is automatically detecting, because you are on the same level as the detection target, this time you will get 50% of the information. ]
Creature Name: Dark Puppet (3)
Class attributes: dark, mysterious
Physical attributes: Tier [-]
Power: 21
Agility: 19
Mana: 7
Constitution: 20
Mana: 70/70
HP: 2000/2000
Skills: [-]: Absolute obedience, the puppet of darkness summoned from the mysterious place absolutely obeys the orders of its master.

Two: Dark Spirit: The dark puppet hides in the darkness, loses its own breath and increases its attack power by 20%.

Yang Feng frowned, he always felt that the thing in front of him gave him a very bad feeling, like standing in front of an abandoned mental hospital, although he knew that he was not dangerous to him, but there was always Kind of fluffy feeling.

"Hello? Can you hear me?"

Seeing that he was ignoring him, Yang Feng wanted to reach out and pat him on the shoulder again to remind him, but the moment he stretched out his hand, the little boy in front of him suddenly turned his head, revealing a blood-stained face. The wrong fangs protruded from the lips, and the overall look was terrifying, and then disappeared into the corner in an instant.

He seemed unwilling to answer his own question.

Holding the knife tightly, Yang Feng stood up and looked around. Broken tables were piled up in a mess. The classroom windows had been smashed by someone long ago, and traces of dried blood could still be vaguely seen on the window sills.Yang Feng walked forward and carefully observed the pile of blood. The blood was concentrated on a piece of broken glass by the window. It should be this piece of broken glass that scratched that poor man.

But Yang Feng turned around and looked around. This pile of blood should have been left three days ago. Although it had already dried up, but now because it is summer and the temperature is relatively high, it is normal for it to dry up.But it hasn't turned black yet, and if you look closely, you can still see a piece of flesh-like tissue in it.

It seems that the people in this room were frightened by some kind of extreme, and chose to escape by jumping out of the window, but because he fled too hastily, he didn't see the broken glass on the window sill, and someone on his body Part of it was severely scratched.Thinking carefully about the disappearance process of the puppet of darkness, Yang Feng suddenly felt that this was normal. He had experienced a lot of heartache, so he didn't have any extreme reaction, but if an ordinary person saw that scene just now, don't It is possible to say that he fled in a hurry, even if he fainted from fright on the spot.

Yang Feng turned his head away, he still doesn't know what happened here, he doesn't know if Lin Rou is still alive, and whether their deal can continue.

　After that, five chapters will be updated every Monday, and the total number of words to be updated next month is expected to be more than 18.

　　
　
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