Yama Rising Chapter 930: : Divine Blood

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The silent compromise under the sea, without any death notice. Qin Ye swiftly swam toward the outside, and when he swam five kilometers away, a violent shock came from behind. Although no sound can be heard under the sea, the crazy undercurrents directly pushed him hundreds of meters.

Let’s do it...

His speed is faster. You don't need to look at it to know that someone in the back can't hold it back anymore and starts to do it. And then, countless Red Eagle fleets will enclose this place. He had seen the bottom of the battleship that was gathering like wasps hundreds of meters away.

But... none of this has anything to do with him.

No one knows from a kilometer away, although the time to go to Los Angeles is a little late... He shook his head, avoiding the battle center as much as possible. Soon, it passed by the fleet overhead. But just when he was about to leave completely, he blinked, turned his head back suddenly, and looked at the fleet that was already behind him.

No...

Something's wrong!

There is a smell in these fleets...a smell that can only be smelled in the Yama stage!

"What is this?" He stared at the ship above, thinking that he was feeling wrong. After groaning for ten seconds, he quietly floated up three hundred meters, only to find that... the "smell" became heavier and heavier, and... it lasted a long time!

Boom boom boom... His heart accelerated suddenly, and he touched his chest in disbelief. What the **** did this smell like? Can you even speed up your blood?

"It's not from these ships..." He looked over the ships one by one, and then stared at the front: "In front...and deeper."

Almost without hesitation, he immediately swam forward. The things that make Hades feel familiar are extraordinary things.

But, having just swam a few hundred meters, he stopped again. He narrowed his eyes to look ahead.

The thing with a unique taste... is moving.

It's strange, he just feels a special smell vaguely, but he doesn't feel that the other person has the characteristics of being alive. However, if it is a dead thing, how can it move?

"Perhaps... what Kraken is looking for is it!" The dark clothes rippling with the sea, his thick eyebrows frowned, and it took a long time to raise his head and think: "This smell is not strong, but it lasts. , Very ecstatic. That's it...brought Kraken here."

He didn't move, but dived again for a thousand meters. For the Yama-level perception, if you really want to see it, a few kilometers is not a problem. There is no shelter in the sea, and it is the best choice to sink into the darker and deeper seabed.

Just like the most experienced hunter, he waited quietly in the dark, one minute, two minutes, five minutes later... a scarlet light finally appeared in his sight.

Here comes... He condenses all the yin qi, fills his eyes and stares at the top. The red light is getting closer and thicker! Two minutes later, he was 100 meters ahead of him!

"This is!" At such a distance, Qin Ye had already fully seen what it was. In an instant, he had forgotten that he was in the sea, and his extreme surprise made him instantly grow his mouth. The bitter sea water poured in, which made him wake up like a dream.

However, he didn't have time to manage the sea water at all, but rushed upwards at full speed.

I saw it clearly... and because I saw it clearly enough, chicken skin appeared all over his body. He rushed to the red light in a flash, squatted down, his fingers trembling lightly, stroking things under his feet in disbelief.

The place where I started is pale flesh.

This is a heart.

The huge heart is probably three or four meters in size. And... it was slowly beating "plop" and "plop".

It is obviously a pale color. With every beating, scarlet meridians bulge below, and the blood dances and red light continue to radiate as the heart beats, and disappear into the sea.

This is the source of that extremely strong flavor!

"This is...the heart of the ancient god!!" Qin Ye's throat paused severely, standing on the heart in disbelief. If he hadn't met Yu Qiang, he might not even know what it was.

Someone dug up an ancient god's heart... and the owner of this heart hasn't died for too long. With the strong vitality of the ancient god, it is still pulsating now. And this ultimate attraction... attracted the North Sea monster Kraken!

Countless pieces form a puzzle called truth in my mind. His face was solemn, and he did not continue to consider this question. Instead, he looked at what was on his heart.

This heart is not suspended in the sea.

It is something between half-dead and half-alive. If there is no other external force, it will only sink into the sea without moving.

But now, a spear is inserted into the heart, and the top of the spear... is connected to a thick iron chain all the way to the surface of the sea, the bottom of a huge ship!

It was... dragged over by someone!

Someone...don't know who it is, dragged an ancient god's heart and used it to break through the Xiulotel barrier, even...I am afraid that this king beast would raid the entire Pacific Ocean!

For an instant, Qin Ye resisted the situation in North America to the extreme!

Insane...all insane... In order to survive, there is simply no normal person here! The idea of ​​attracting the North Sea giant monster into the Pacific has been done. What else can they do?

He doesn't know which party is so crazy, and he doesn't want to guess, because there are too many possible forces. At this time, the more chaotic, whether it is the three gods of death or the three upstarts in the Caribbean, all can profit from chaos.

"A bunch of lunatics..." He sneered, flicked his fingers, and went straight to the bottom of the boat. At the moment of contact, he left his mark.

If it weren't for the death **** to go to the bottom of the ship to investigate, this shallow and shallow mark would not be found.

There is no why, just a habit of being a Hades. Maybe... it will be useful later.

After doing all this, he took a deep look at the warships scattered above and swam away silently.

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Edward Rawls is a middle-aged policeman.

A white man, about thirty-seven or eighteen years old, has been working at the police station on 17th Avenue for fifteen years and is a good and competent policeman.

He is not married, which is not uncommon in the United States, which values ​​individualism. But he does not have all the problems caused by unmarriageism. On the contrary, he loves to be clean, and always cleans himself up when not working, but he is not very talkative.

He lives in a rental house on 17th Avenue, even though the police's salary is enough for him to buy an apartment without a garden and swimming pool. But he seems to prefer to rent out houses, so few colleagues go to the places he rents.

Today is his rotation. Starting in the morning, he shaved his beard in front of the mirror, and at noon, he put on a black suit, pinned a white flower, and went out.

All colleagues know that on the 13th of every month, he will go to the Rose Hill Cemetery-although there is still a long distance between 17th Avenue and Rose Hill Cemetery.

Everyone is guessing that he has very important people buried there, of course, no one has ever asked. This is a very rude behavior.

Edward was sitting on the subway, when he stepped out of the station. Faintly sighed.

It has been ten years since there has been a response to him...

Ten years ago, I fell in love with the mysterious feeling after I tried the surrender twice. There are really unspeakable things in this world! This simply overturned his worldview as a police officer!

After the reshaping of the world view, he not only did not deny, but accepted the existence of these things. He feels that he has found the meaning of existence, and he believes that he is the clearest and clearest person to live.

It's a pity... the third time the God descends, the first wait is ten years.

This month, again, there is no indication. However, it has become a habit to go to the Rose Hill Cemetery on the 13th, nothing more.

He doesn't report extravagant expectations.

Walking on the lawn of the Rose Hill Cemetery, a road was built with stones in the lawn. He walked up these roads. Soon, he came to the guard's box.

As always, the young man on duty will leave here to visit relatives every day. And the one who succeeded him was a hanging old man.

He walked to the front of the guard box, pressed the brim of his hat, pushed past a one-dollar bill, and whispered: "A ticket."

No one buys tickets here, he is the exception.

"It's you again." The old man glanced at him and laughed. There are no teeth in his mouth, as if it were a black hole, affecting his wrinkled face, even in the daytime, it looked extremely terrible.

"I hope you can find what you are looking for." The old man took the dollar with his dry hand, wiped it with his index finger, and strangely, there was a blood stain behind the dollar, which was extremely dazzling.

Edward took it.

The two separated in silence. He walked in along the stone stairs, going deeper and deeper, and the cemetery changed from simple tombstones to tall tombstones, and even... occasionally one or two towering castles appeared. The same cemetery.

Ten minutes later, he has come beyond an iron fence. The steel gate opened, and inside was a luxurious cemetery.

The house is large enough to plop, and the entrance is a sculpture of death wearing a black cloak. Behind is the open door. The whole building is made of marble. But strangely, there is no memorial written on this cemetery.

Edward stopped at the door.

No one else here... He looked around quickly, folded his hands together, and prayed softly.

He has been reciting this eulogy for ten years and he is extremely religious. Three minutes, five minutes, ten minutes...time slowly passed. He read it three times before letting go with a long sigh.

Nothing.

Still no one responds to him... Edward turned around disappointedly. But at this moment, he suddenly heard... a soft sound of sand.

In the next second, the trees and lawns all around the cemetery are shaking back, as if...something unspeakable, just now, here, quietly coming!

"This is..." He was stunned, and then suddenly looked at the cemetery gate.

I don't know when, that door has silently opened!