AWB Chapter 361 When My Ancestor Killed the Savior (27)
Chapter 361 When My Ancestor Killed the Savior (27)
The chubby baby looked at her tremblingly, then lowered his head after a few glances.
The two fingers poked against each other, as if poking a certain...evil spirit that was crushed between the two fingers.
Sui Yu was amused by Him and laughed out loud.
The slight bitterness that had just washed away the little thing he had pampered disappeared, but the look he gave Tiandao was still extremely cold.
"You...what are you laughing at?"
He became even more frightened. He covered his face with his fat arms and began to cry.
Oh, poor acting.
If they were really afraid, the group of people who were bewitched below would not be in the situation they are now.
Sui Yu's eyes became even colder. She raised her hand and transformed her spiritual energy into a sword. She pointed the sword at the clouds and shot it out quickly, causing gusts of wind.
Tiandao, who was innocent and cowardly just now, suddenly became serious as if he had changed his inner heart when he saw her being so ruthless.
Thunder rumbled from the sky and instantly brought down a thunder disaster, turning into a huge ball of light and smashing towards Sui Yu.
Under the blue sky, only Lingkong's slender figure swayed in his clothes. As still as a mountain, he raised his hand to grasp the long sword that appeared out of thin air and ran towards the thunder.
The little fat boy just now turned into Ruan Yichun, with a fierce smile on his lips.
He put his hands together to gather the thunder and lightning in one place, as if he was going to kill the person who threw himself into the thunder tribulation.
Sui Yu nimbly dodged a lightning strike by turning over. Her movements were ethereal, and she could find the weakest point among the countless dense intersections of lightning and thunder, always avoiding harm just in time.
The lightning strikes were visibly faster and more frequent, and it was obvious that they were using all their strength to kill her with one strike.
While Sui Yu was dodging, her eyes fell on the four men below whose expressions were gradually becoming clearer.
After seeing their bodies move, she waved the sword in her hand, and instantly attracted all the attention to her.
On the sky screen, Ruan Yichun's entire attention was focused on the woman who kept interrupting all his attacks.
As a demon god, she must die in this small world.
If she were allowed to escape and die, she would continue to gain energy from the small world. When she woke up, all those involved in the original incident would destroy themselves.
Ruan Yichun only recovered his memory when he was sent back to his original world by Sui Yu. He is one of the thousands of Heavenly Daos.
Or to put it more simply, he was produced in the Heavenly Dao Concentration Camp and is an employee who manages a small dimension.
In this small dimension, He is the most untouchable existence.
No one will care whether they passively watch the death of the people and livestock they manage in their own small world, or actively cause disasters for them.
After all, those who are insignificant are insignificant to anyone.
Just a bunch of ant-like things.
Ruan Yichun is one of the celestial beings who likes to torture the creatures in the small world under his control the most.
Although there will be a small number of opposing voices, it doesn’t matter, the majority and the even more powerful majority support Him.
He can do whatever He wants.
This has been the law for thousands of years.
No one can break it.
But as luck would have it, a...god of death appeared in the underworld.
No one could figure out why a small follower who was promoted from a small world and became one of the Heavenly Daos could possess such powerful strength.
The entire Tiandao concentration camp was overturned, and all the Tiandao and gods were destroyed.
There is not even the strength to recover.
if not......
Ruan Yichun shuddered, not daring to recall the pain of being stabbed through by a sword and then crushed bit by bit underfoot.
This is His favorite way to torture living beings.
But when the recipient becomes Him, it doesn’t seem so fun anymore.
Looking at the figure shuttling back and forth in the thunderclouds, Ruan Yichun mobilized all his strength, hoping to hit the target with one blow.
As long as he could touch her, just for a moment, the cause and effect sown by the evil thoughts of the gods would sprout in her.
Sui Yu must die.
Seeing that the black, sticky arc of water was about to approach the figure dancing at the edge of his clothes, Ruan Yichun's grin suddenly froze at the corner of his mouth before it could continue to rise.