Chapter 4123: Lord of Flesh Deformity

"So, we can't get out, right?"

The halfling girl asked worriedly, and Xia De shook his head:

"For various reasons, the life forms of the few of us are normal now, and even if we leave here, we will not pose a threat to the world. So I think we must prove to the manager of the factory that we are very normal. In a small probability case, maybe we can be let go."

"What about the high probability?"

Jia Lin's tail tip poked Xia De's arm.

"High probability, rather kill by mistake than let go. For the sake of the world's safety, there is no need to consider the lives of a few individuals."

Xia De said, but still did not see the figure he expected in the thin blood mist flowing around.

He looked at Madame Gustav, and from the old witch's somewhat panicked eyes, he understood that she had long guessed what they would face in the end. Everyone fell silent. A moment later, Miss Feilian took the initiative to speak:

"Do you feel it?"

"What?"

Jia Lin asked subconsciously, and then found that Miss Breadwei was trembling and leaning on her and closed her eyes:

"Seems... to be watched."

The three magic eyes on the shield were all dim and lusterless at this moment. Jia Lin looked around again with a somewhat trance-like expression, only to find that the world that was almost full of red light had become dim. The bright red turned into dark red, and at the same time, Jia Lin heard the sound of tides. It seemed that the ocean was beside her.

The red liquid slapped her feet wave after wave. The tail originally wrapped around her waist loosened, until it hung down naturally, letting the tip of the tail also hang in the liquid.

She also felt that she was being watched. The source of the watching feeling was very, very far away, but it also seemed to be very, very close.

In a trance, Jia Lin felt as if she was walking on a pink beach, and the blood-colored ocean outside the beach... When Xia De's hand patted her shoulder, Jia Lin shuddered, and then found that although the light around was indeed dim, they were still standing in the mist.

There was no ocean or beach. Several people had huddled together, and that watching feeling was projecting from the depths of the thick mist like substance. When Jia Lin was at the Dragon Maid's tea party, she had asked her seniors about the feeling of meeting a god with curiosity. The descriptions of different dragons were different, and what Jia Lin felt at this moment was that the world was pressing on her.

Golden streamers dissipated around her, and the dragon girl's peripheral vision saw golden scars like burn marks appearing on Xia De's body. That was not scary, but looked incomparably sacred.

Xia De, carrying Miss Feilian on his shoulder, stood in front of the witches. He looked up at the dark red sky, and then asked:

"Can you let us leave?"

The sigh exploded directly in the brain like a bell ringing. Jia Lin saw humans with deformed faces crying, elves missing their right hands laughing wildly, dwarves born blind cursing, and giant dragons with different body colors grieving.

Countless living beings who were deformed in flesh and blood due to congenital and acquired reasons were singing together at this moment, and were kowtowing forward before her eyes.

Jia Lin staggered, but fortunately was supported in time by the old witch who was praying in a low voice. And Madame Gustav's other hand grabbed the collar of the halfling witch, who was as trance-like as Jia Lin, as if she was going to cut off her own arm.

Xia De withdrew his upward gaze and turned to look straight ahead.

Patter, patter~ Patter, patter~

Someone was walking on the water, someone was walking through the blood mist. That figure in the distance looked the same size as everyone else, but when the eyes really caught His outline in the mist with dim colors, everyone felt that the whole world was walking toward them.

The holy song that sounded from nowhere vibrated the liquid under their feet to form ripples, and there seemed to be ten thousand rays of light behind that figure in the mist. Madame Gustav groaned in pain suddenly, because she could not feel her legs and fell forward. This time it was Jia Lin who supported her.

The dragon girl felt that her left arm had disappeared, as if it had never existed, and Miss Breadwei, who had just regained consciousness, clearly felt that there were two more eyes on her face, but the extra eyes did not bring her extra vision.

Xia De, who was blocking in front of them, protected them, and the flesh and blood deformity was just an illusion and had not been fully realized.

The Outsider and the petite witch on his shoulder looked forward with serious faces, and that black figure walking slowly stopped at a certain position.

It was impossible to judge His distance, just as it was impossible to describe what kind of appearance that black outline had. In Xia De's eyes, He looked like a dwarf child with two heads, like a middle-aged man with one arm, and like an old man with one leg who was over five meters tall and leaning on a crutch.

But when Xia De stabilized his spirit, he clearly saw again that that figure was just a mass of flesh and blood that was constantly changing and approaching human form.

Old God · Lord of Flesh Deformity · One-Armed Prince, looked at the four people in the mist. A moment later, the answer to Xia De's question came from all directions at the same time:

"Those who challenge life are mostly willing to sacrifice themselves at this moment, turning into flesh and blood and merging into the mother liquid under their feet to protect the whole world. Their achievements are unknown to anyone, and the world will be grateful for their sacrifice."

Xia De knew the nobility of the people who had stood here just like them, and knew the courage when they made up their minds, but he would not let the witches behind him stay here:

"God, our flesh and blood are still normal, and we have passed all the trials. Please give us a chance to let us leave this place. The secret will not be spread, and the wriggling flesh and blood will eventually welcome new pilgrims and sacrifices, and we just want to go home."

The voice in the mist was a man's voice that sounded like his throat had been injured:

"Perfect person from afar, you can leave at any time."

"But I want to leave with them."

Someone seemed to be laughing in the mist, the figure in the mist was shaking his head, and the overlapping echoes said together:

"The essence of life is just masses of flesh and blood with different appearances. The mortal things you cherish are no different from a fire, a grain of sand, or a stone. Life is just a miracle of deformity, and individuals have no meaning."

Xia De also shook his head:

"I want to leave with them, I like these... meat balls that are different from each other."

The god laughed, and the god promised:

"Then come forward alone, let me take a good look at you."

Xia De stepped forward, but felt someone pulling his hem from behind. Jia Lin clamped her tail and resisted the fear and shook her head at Xia De. She understood that the evil god absolutely did not just want to observe Xia De at close range, but Xia De smiled at her and stepped forward.

Miss Feilian on his shoulder remained silent, and the development of things did not follow her ideas. The doll's substitute had no chance to play a role, and the god's direct appearance made things go to the worst situation.

She wanted to follow Xia De forward, but an inexplicable force made her detach from Xia De's shoulder, and she could only hover in the air and watch Xia De's figure move forward alone.

Just like at the beginning in the Thousand Trees Forest, just like once in the Dead Silence Valley, just like the story that happened in the City of Night in the past, he still bravely faced the god, and he still wanted to protect and help those young ladies he cherished and the partners who walked with him.

Walking forward, he felt for the first time that his body was no longer stable, and then he forgot what a human was.

"How many hands should I have?"

The multi-handed Outsider asked himself.

"How many legs should I have?"

The Xia De walking on four legs thought curiously.

"How many eyes do I have?"

The eyes on his face and body looked around at the same time.

"What am I?"

Seven or eight mouths on his body spoke at the same time.

In the eyes of the witches, he was getting farther and farther away from them, and farther and farther away from humans. He in the mist soon became only a black outline like a god, and that outline was deforming every moment, becoming a shape that no one dared to recognize.

Real, or just an illusion, even Xia De, the owner of the body, dared not be sure. But in the process of that flesh and blood deformity, he still insisted on walking forward. The Source of Fire held in his hand or claw provided him with power. Regardless of the shape of his body, his body surface was always covered with scars symbolizing the divine radiance.

So at a certain moment, gentle red moonlight flowed out from his soul, and in an instant, the irregular flesh in the eyes of the witches turned into a cat under the light of the red moon. The cat's flesh deformed again, but before the spider legs grew out completely, he turned into a giant dragon that made Jia Lin suffocate.

The giant dragon's body also deformed severely in the process of approaching the god, so the flesh and blood turned into a silver snake. The long snake grew hands and feet, but turned into a silver wolf under the radiance of the red moon.

Xia De kept changing in the many forms that could be regarded as his main body. The deformity of flesh and blood was regarded as a process in the transformation in this process, and the body did not really have an error.

He used this to maintain his sanity and continued to move toward the god who looked very far away, but seemed to be able to touch in the next step.

The god did not stop him, but when His gaze was completely cast on Xia De, the moment the two really looked at each other, the world changed in Xia De's eyes.

There were meat chunks everywhere, flesh and blood organs everywhere, and he was clearly a part of this crazy deformed world. The continuous operation of the transformation technique was disrupted at this moment, and the life energy absorbed by the body in these short moments began to follow the crazy world he saw, promoting the body to transform toward those deformed meat chunks.

Xia De stopped, and the figure of him seen by the witches at this moment was clearly completely consistent with the unstable figure in the distance. Also deforming every moment, also seemingly human but fundamentally having no human form. ===== CHAPTER 4124 =====