The impact of this scene was unimaginable.
The puppets were used to fill the cracks in the air.
They were sacrificial materials that were accumulated after killing tens of thousands of people or even more.
But at this moment.
The figure in the darkness.
With just one palm.
It easily caused the closed dimension to collapse again.
What kind of power was this?
It was simply not something that humans could possess.
What was even more terrifying was that…
The moment the other party's five fingers touched the crack.
The originally normal room was suddenly shrouded in pure darkness.
The walls had all fallen off.
The iron frame of the bed was also starting to rust at a speed visible to the naked eye.
It was like a dying old man lying in a tomb, fermenting and rotting.
All because of a palm.
Everything here was drowned by time.
A short second felt like decades, or even centuries!
The crack grew bigger and bigger.
A head slowly poked out of it.
Only his facial features.
But there was no skin.
It was like a demon from hell.
The dark aura that was emitted from his entire body made people shudder.
" He " wasn't in a hurry to walk out from the other end of the crack.
Instead, he stood there quietly.
Just like that, he stared at the 'toys' in front of him.
This kind of pressure was even more terrifying than directly killing them.
It was like a thousand cuts.
One stab after another, they cut into the victim's soul.
The puppets felt that their joints were completely rusted.
They had clearly abandoned the weak human body.
He had obtained eternal life from the God of Puppets.
He only needed to replace any part of his body that was damaged.
It was precisely because of this that they were not afraid of death.
But now, facing this indescribable existence in front of him.
The puppets recalled the fear of being dominated by death.
Among the puppets present, one of them had already reached the Epic level.
The body was made of wood, but it felt like human skin.
Puppet Bishop.
In the human world, it was responsible for running all the actions of the Church.
He was a true monster that had existed for more than a hundred years.
After believing in the Master of Puppets, the puppet bishop had never been so helpless.
Because it knew.
Even after death, they would perform a soul summoning ritual.
The result was not as good as he had imagined.
Shuyi was summoned.
Number Nineteen, who had died outside, had fled into the room the moment the rift appeared.
However, the other party's current situation was not very good.
Its soul began to transform.
A pair of yak-like horns extended from the top of his head.
Its bat-like wings flapped soundlessly.
The human's arms had also become claws suitable for retrieving objects.
Especially since there was a tail wagging behind him.
The thing that made us resist the most was…
His face, which should have had facial features, was only symbolically blank.
Its soul had been corrupted!
At this moment, Number Nineteen was squatting on the ground like a statue.
He seemed to be thinking about something.
It was not just the appearance.
Even his soul had become sluggish and numb because of the corruption.
This was bad news.
Once killed by the existence on the other side of the rift, the soul would be corroded.
Even if the soul summoning was successful.
Those who reappeared in the human world were no longer the loyal believers of the Master of Puppets.
It was a monster that had been seriously contaminated and could not be named.
This was a fear that surpassed death.
In the teachings that the puppets learned.
Even if they died, they would still enter the God Kingdom of the God of Puppets.
There, their bodies would be reforged, and their strength might recover to its original state.
This was also the main reason why the believers of the evil god were not afraid of death.
Death.
It was not the end.
It was a new beginning.
However, everything that happened before their eyes caused them to panic.
Once they were killed by the monster in front of them.
The pious soul would be dragged into the filthy darkness.
At that time…
How could they be favored by the God of Puppets in this state?
Death, however, could not be returned to the divine kingdom.
The puppets 'mental defense was instantly broken.
They had to do something.
Prayer.
Summon the Puppet Master.
It had become their only choice.
Although the offerings he had prepared earlier had been exhausted.
But the puppets still had him!
Their minds were connected.
In just a few seconds, he made a difficult decision.
They wanted to sacrifice themselves.
Bloom divine sparks and let the God of Puppets descend on this land!
The sacrificial ritual was too rushed.
The God of Puppets would not even take more than a minute to descend.
However, as long as a True God descended.
The indescribable monster in front of him would definitely be destroyed!
At that time, their souls might be resurrected by the gods and find a new carrier to complete their rebirth!
The actions of the puppets had already reached the point of burning their boats.
Sacrifice oneself and summon a god.
It was a narrow escape.
They would wait for death and be killed.
Ten deaths, no life.
Fortunately, he was lucky.
The monster shrouded in darkness was not in a hurry to attack.
He just watched quietly.
It was as if he was looking at a group of grasshoppers lying on an iron plate.
When would they be scorched black?
This kind of treatment was a humiliation that the puppets had never experienced before!
They wanted to resist!
He had to fight back!
He wanted to let this monster know that the one standing behind them was a true god!
He figured everything out.
The originally timid puppets 'eyes reflected a crimson red color.
Not only that, but obscure and ear-piercing prayers also came from their bodies.
As these prayers sounded.
Terrifying scenes appeared in the surroundings.
Sacrifice.
Bewitching.
Sacrifice.
Martyrdom.
They chose the most extreme method to resist this monster born from the darkness!
A figure that hadn't moved since it appeared.
However, he forced the entire Puppet Church.
An Epic bishop, three Legend deputy bishops, and several peak Platinum believers self-destructed as sacrifices.
Such deterrence.
It could no longer be described with ordinary words.
The prayer did not last long.
"Kara…Kara…"
With a crisp sound, cracks appeared on the puppet's body.
His head shattered.
More than a dozen beams of light bloomed from the top of the puppet's head.
The energy formed by the scorching light broke through the darkness at a certain moment.
A world filled with threads appeared.
At the same time.
An extremely vast energy appeared in the sky above the room.
The commotion was too great.
Chen Feng, who was standing quietly at the entrance, was also attracted by the scene. He slowly raised his head.
He could not help but mutter to himself,
"It seems…"
"A big toy has arrived."
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