Yama Rising Chapter 936: : Part Two

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A huge air wave exploded in the rear, car wreckage shot everywhere in the flames, and a huge red firework rose up in the middle of the highway. And Edward's figure was flying to the side, and the wreckage flying around didn't even hurt him.

"Huh?" At this moment, the truck in front suddenly stopped and made a sound of surprise. Edward didn't care about this, but looked around carefully.

I don't know when, perhaps at the moment of the explosion, this road... seems to be illusory.

All the colors around were turned into black and white, and the end of the road was blurred, even...was wafting like steam.

Enchantment... the other party set up an enchantment just now... It shouldn’t be the person in the car, but with some magic weapon, that person is stuck in the sky and can’t raise his hand to form a knot. World.

"Come out." He looked in the direction of the truck: "I'm very curious. I encountered something like this within half a day after I left Los Angeles... Is there a ghost in the Los Angeles Police Department?"

Before the voice was over, the truck burst into flames. In the flames, a roaring engine sounded, and then a figure rushed out of the flames, bringing up sparks of more than ten meters. Then crashed to the ground.

The flame rushed into a hot shock wave. Blowing Edward's suit, when the fire wave fell, a ghost appeared on the spot.

He was riding a bizarre-shaped motorcycle made of white bones, with several iron chains wrapped around it, and blazing flames emerged from his skin, even the entire motorcycle enveloped it. On the dark and chapped skin, crimson flames spurted from every pore, and the two crimson eyes were filled with bloodthirsty and madness.

Edward looked at each other in amazement, and after a few seconds, he tentatively asked: "Vengeful Flame Soul? Highway Killer Skin?"

There was such a microsecond embarrassment at the scene.

"Human, you are very interesting." A few seconds later, Huo Man sneered: "Let me guess, whose subordinate you are?"

Before the words fell, dozens of chains rushed out from behind with raging fire, and instantly wrapped around the opponent's body.

Edward didn't answer, didn't even show a trace of fear, just smiled and looked at each other.

"Holy See?" Kalalalalah——! Yin Ling yanked the chain abruptly, and suddenly, a toothy karaoke sounded, as if the bones had been strangled.

He licked the iron chain with his tongue, and the pleasure of this murder stimulated every inch of his senses, so that his voice was a little hoarse with excitement: "Or the government of the living world?"

"However, as long as you die, it doesn't matter where you come from." His voice suddenly changed, and the chain pulled fiercely: "Come... let me see what's hidden in this shell Soul..."

In the next second, there was a earth-shattering "boom", like a violent wind sweeping across the grassland, and a vast expanse of gloom suddenly rushed out of Edward!

Swipe! !

The dark Yin Qi was so pure, it instantly flooded the entire road, and a tall phantom filled the entire enchantment. Huo Nan opened his mouth in an instant, and stayed in place.

Edward's body lay down softly, and in the field, a young man wearing a golden dragon robe and a golden dragon-wing good crown was looking at him coldly.

Deadly still.

The fire man only felt a buzzing in his mind. In all directions, there was that kind of yin like the coming of a god, too strong, too terrifying, so that he could not say a word. It's just that his lips are trembling, and the flame on his side turns from red to gray, and finally, into awe-inspiring pale blue.

Qin Ye tidyed up his collar, looked around, smiled at the sluggish Huo Man: "Are you satisfied with hiding this soul?"

There is no answer.

Huo Nan just stood there in a daze. Three seconds later, his fingers were trembling like a tide surrounded by intense fear.

. Then, this fear spread to the whole body, deep into the bone marrow.

Plop! He weakened his legs and fell off the motorcycle. Then he immediately got up and knelt on the spot, saying in a trembling voice: "You, you... this, this is... you are..."

Swipe it! Before he finished speaking, his figure was already uncontrollable, keeping a kneeling posture, and slid directly from the ground, his neck falling into Qin Ye's hand. The other party tried slightly to lift him up.

It's so scary...

So powerful...

This is... This is the Duke... This is the dreadful error of the Duke of China! !

The Duke of China came to the New World! !

Why... why didn't those border guards find out! No... why did I take this unfortunate job! ?

"Your Excellency... Forgiveness..." The huge fear was already gone, and the fire man shook his lips for ten seconds before saying like a mosquito.

Qin Ye smiled, Bai Gui Ye Xing opened: "You are lucky."

"If you die, you will be investigated, so you should have disappeared...but before that, I have a few questions to ask you."

Qin Ye narrowed his smile, Yan Luo-level yin lingering around him, the kind of repressive suffocation, almost made Huo Man scream frantically.

"What are you doing? Whose subordinate are you?"

After finishing speaking, he just tossed it, Huo Man flew over ten meters and landed on the ground. But he didn't cry out in pain at all. Instead, he knelt down immediately, maintaining an absolutely respectful posture, and trembling: "I, my name is Brand...from...from..."

He gritted his teeth, his Adam’s apple moved fiercely, and said with difficulty: "From the Republic of Panama..."

Panama?

Qin Ye's mind brightened and said lightly: "What is the relationship between the three death gods in the Caribbean?"

Panama is located at the central junction of north and south. It is the most central city in the entire Americas. And above it is the vast Caribbean Sea!

"They...they are my highest superiors." The flames all over Brand shook sharply, and he said tremblingly: "All important American cities have the resentful spirits of supervisors. I, I are just one of them... "

Qin Ye sat leisurely on the railing beside the road. A word was not said, however, the silent fear made Brand know as if he was pouring beans: "I am also one of the supervisors of Los Angeles and Los Angeles. In addition to monitoring the local demon hunters and the Holy See, we, we, Everyone has another important task, which is to protect the safety of Matthew Conn..."

"No matter who wants to be disadvantageous to him, no matter who wants to investigate things decades ago, we...we will immediately be responsible for letting him die naturally!"

Qin Ye's eyes flickered slightly and stood up. Brand trembled like an electric shock. However, he desperately suppressed the desire to escape, lying on the ground like a cicada after autumn.

"Anything else?" Qin Ye walked up to him and said softly.

The voice was very peaceful, but Brand lay on the ground with a thump, and when he spoke again, his voice was almost crying: "No...No more! I swear!"

"That's it..." Qin Ye nodded, and the Yin Qi behind him converged into a three-meter whirlpool. The screams of countless ghosts resounded throughout the period, and the night of the ghosts was completely opened.

"Wait... wait a minute!" At this moment, Brand sharply shouted: "And...and! I, I remember!"

He misunderstood, but Qin Ye didn't break it, and said calmly: "Say."

Bland took a deep breath, firmly suppressing the crushing fear in his heart, hoarsely said: "We...we still have a mission..."

"That is, every other month, we set off supernatural events in various places. Everything depends on...the above ones!"

He raised one hand, and put the other hand into his arms tremblingly, took out a scroll, and opened it respectfully.

Qin Ye looked over. The scroll was parchment paper with a line of English written in blood on it. It was obviously ordinary English, but every letter was changed slightly, giving a sense of tranquility and peace.

As soon as I saw the English, those words seemed to come to life, calling out thousands of dead. Even if it was him, he felt extremely solemn at this moment.

"Sleep between the ocean and the stars: Daixi."

This is... Death's handwriting!

"Daixi? The name of the **** of death that I have never heard of. What kind of belief is this? The belief in the ocean? He is invading South America? No...the **** of death, who makes me feel solemn, is definitely of Yama level. But the world There are only so many gods of death at the Shangyan level. I don’t know anyone, but I have never heard of the **** of death in the ocean land called Daixi."

Qin Ye rubbed his chin and looked at the line solemnly. He also has a feeling that the other party is not as good as himself... and... this feeling is very strange, as if the other party is a **** of death, and very illusory.

"...an unreal **** of death?" He frowned, which was ridiculous.

In other words, new myths are forming, and a **** of death is growing. But... is this possible?

Now that the age of the **** system has long passed, even the myth of Cthulhu is more regarded as a culture than a **** system. And most people don't know. Compare Buddhism, Taoism, Catholic Islam and other world-renowned sects, and then compare the famous myths such as Greek mythology, Roman mythology and Norse mythology. What is the so-called death of the ocean and the stars, where is the audience of so many believers?

North America, but the territory of Catholicism!

The sect that can crush the three major local gods, can they give you an inexplicable room for growth?

"But...what's the matter with this sense of reality in nothingness?" With a wave of his hand, Brand entered the Hyakki Yakou without screaming. He entered Edward's body again, protected by the wind and wind, and moved quickly towards Phoenix.

The plane ticket will be at 12 o'clock tomorrow noon.

He didn't dare to go too fast, now the New World is surging. The speed has been maintained at the same speed as the car, and there is no word all the way, and he quickly analyzes what happened tonight in his mind. I don't know how long it has passed, when the outline of Phoenix City appeared on the horizon, he suddenly stopped. Then, he looked at Phoenix in surprise.

Outside of Phoenix City, a spiritual cordon has been opened!

Very thin, indicating that the disaster situation is not serious. But... it was like a hammer, which suddenly connected the thoughts in his mind!

"Perhaps... there is a situation that just means that now..." He took a deep breath, looked at the night sky with twinkling eyes, and muttered: "Reaper script..."

"The three gods of death in the Caribbean are on the last step towards the gods of death! And the death of the ocean and the stars will be its future name!"

"So...it is true with illusion. So... Brand and the others have the task of spreading terror! By the way... Because of this, the spiritual disaster in the United States is extremely serious!"

"The new king who emerged from the horror engraved the name of the new **** of death in the spirit...How similar is it to the situation in Korea at the time! Yes...it must be they are writing the script of the **** of death!"

"But... to write the Reaper script, you must dominate the Reaper himself. This time...who is doing it?"

It's not Sanchang...not even any of the underworlds that participated in the NPT conference, because...these underworlds simply look down on these emerging nobles!

Then...who is it?

Who lit the fire in the New World?

Who wants to take advantage of the dying stage of the Pluto, and ascend to the throne one step?