Weird Talk Asylum Center

"Don't be angry."

Wang Jin looked at the fuzzy flesh in front of him that was trembling with anger and smiled, then stretched out his hand.

"We pay with one hand and deliver with one hand."

"You will pay the price."

An indistinct mass protruded from the flesh and blood, and couldn't wait to snatch the eyeball from Wang Jin's hand.

The young man who lost his chips opened his arms, and there was no trace of panic on his pale face, but a gentle smile.

It's like meeting friends you haven't seen for many years and want to exchange gifts with each other.

Just this courage to face the abomination is still calm, it is enough to be amazing.

The young man gritted his teeth watching the slowly twitching god, trying not to shake his legs too much.

Not out of fear, but out of pain and exhaustion.

But he had to hold back and not reveal even a single flaw.

God's evil patience has been exhausted, he can only hand over the eyeball first.

Of course, ever since he heard that the other party regarded the blessing as a curse, Wang Jin was not worried about him going back on his word.

The god who was being teased would never let go of any opportunity to torture Wang Jin.

"it is good."

The god trembled, and there was even a bit of joy in his tone.

He, who had no emotion at first, was suffocated by Wang Jin.

This human being is very annoying, annoying and annoying, and he can't kill him, so he can only watch him repeatedly die in front of him.

It happened that he had also mastered part of the power necessary for him to complete his mission, which made the situation even more complicated.

It's like a toad that swallowed a winning lottery ticket. If you kill it, it will ruin the lottery. If you don't kill it, you can only watch it jump around and disgust people.

And now, he was finally able to give this hateful human being the most vicious curse.

That perfect new world would never accept him.

After the deal was made, he would torture him to death with his full power back before offering sacrifices.

Although the aura attached to this man's body is terrifying, she who possesses majestic power will definitely solve everything.

The abomination shook his body, and the eyes embedded in the flesh and blood emitted a strange light.

"You will bear the most painful curse."

The amber light flickered, covering Wang Jin's whole body.

The indistinct flesh and blood split horizontally, revealing a tattered tongue and loose teeth.

It is an organ that can barely be called a mouth.

A huge, ugly slit opened, revealing an unsettling light within.

"You will linger in this wretched place, from which a foul soul can never escape."

"Her light cannot shine on you, and you will grope in the dark until you die."

"Wang Jin, I curse you in the name of evil."

"Curse you never ascending to the new world."

An obscure and thick voice sounded, but the language full of sacred meaning was spoken from such a profane thing.

"Ah, thank you so much."

There was no trace of fear on the face of the young man shrouded in light, but a bright smile appeared on his face.

In the next second, it seemed to be to confirm the words of the gods and evils.

Red lines spread across Wang Jin's pale face, causing heart-piercing pain.

The bones were twisted and shattered, and healed quickly due to some strange force.

The skin cracked, the muscles disintegrated, and Wang Jin seemed to be turned into fragments of flesh, but they were firmly held together by the blood-red lines, leaving only the pain of being torn and twisted over and over again.

If you want to wear a crown, you must bear its weight.

If you want to have the blessing of ghost talk, you have to bear the corresponding price.

Not to mention that God hates him so much that he will definitely do his best to make Wang Jin feel better.

"Damn, it's really strong."

Wang Jin cursed, but still managed not to cry out in pain.

He felt like he was going to pass out.

"Perception."

The crack on Routuan's body slowly opened and closed, and Wang Jin's senses instantly became extremely sensitive, and even the sound of raindrops falling on the ground could be heard clearly.

It's a pity that the pain that is almost tormenting people crazy is also strengthened.

"Don't faint, just enjoy this moment."

The voice that came from within the body of the god was full of hatred.

He is not a fool, but he is afraid of Wang Jin's aura, so he seems restrained.

But now, the sacrifice ceremony that was about to be completed made him have no scruples.

Wang Jin could feel that his aura as a god was gradually weakening, and he became more and more human-like.

"The greater the emotional fluctuations, the weaker the power? What a weak divinity."

Wang Jin desperately thought about all kinds of things, trying to distract his attention.

The body is no longer in control, but the pain that is enough to break the heart is still transmitted without reservation.

"According to this line of sight, I should still be standing."

Wang Jin turned his gaze to confirm his status.

The carefully trimmed black hair faded and grew rapidly, and the long snow-white hair was flying in the air.

The originally warm temperament became cold, with a divinity of indifference to everything.

It's actually somewhat similar to the abomination.

"You were cursed by her?"

Enduring the piercing pain, Wang Jin raised his head to look at the god.

This weird change is exactly the same as the abomination, but it lacks the power in him.

"You don't deserve to know."

The three eyes turned slowly, with strong hostility.

He seemed to be hesitant to take the young man's life.

"Yo? Want to kill me?"

The young man grinned, a mocking smile on his cheeks that were slightly distorted by the pain.

"Yes."

The abomination twisted, and the amber light began to flow.

"This is in the urban area. It is impossible for you in the human camp to let that great existence appear here."

"That's hard to say."

Wang Jin tilted his head, and the eyes of the ancient gods under the skin slowly turned, as if they were about to open at any moment.

"You can try."

"you…"

The fuzzy flesh and blood twisted for a moment, followed by a long silence.

This time, they tried each other, and Wang Jin won again.

God did not dare to bet on whether Wang Jin would summon that great existence, he shook his head and gave up the idea, opened his mouth to swallow the fourth eyeball, turned and left.

"Yo? Ready to sacrifice?"

"Unfortunately, it's too late."

Wang Jin yelled wildly behind the godly evil, and he found that this would significantly reduce his pain.

Of course, he wasn't rambling on sarcasm.

A familiar smell came from a distance, it was the strange smell unique to the secret instrument.

The timing was just right by him, and the support from the Administration Bureau is coming soon.

As long as the sacrificial ceremony of the gods is a little longer, there will be no...

"Fuck?"

Wang Jin stared blankly at the god who suddenly disintegrated into pieces of flesh.

In the next second, the blood-red lines that were originally inlaid on the fuzzy ball of flesh shot up into the sky, turning into spells of unknown meaning.

The sacrifice ended without warning, leaving no one on guard.