The scene was in a mess with corpses everywhere, completely different from when he left.

The blood has dyed the earth red, and no one among the thousands of people survived.

Their corpses were grotesque, and some even looked like suicides.

Jiang Feng lowered his head and clasped his hands, with unbearable anger in his heart.

Whoever did it Jiang Feng will never forgive him!

The hatred of massacre of believers, this hatred is irreconcilable!

Thousands of devout believers who were absolutely loyal to you were killed when you just left. Which god can accept this?

If you don't avenge them, you will be a god in vain.

"Master..." Book of Destiny looked at Jiang Feng with some fear.

It felt that Jiang Feng had turned back into the man-eating monster at this time.

"Where's Xie Xiaodong!" Jiang Feng suddenly raised his head.

Xie Xiaodong is a top-notch weirdo. With him here, why would something like this still happen here?

Jiang Feng looked around, and only then did he realize that there was clearly a battle going on around the potholes.

It can be seen from the battlefield marks that a big battle took place here, and it was a city-destroying battle.

The corpses everywhere were undoubtedly the result of Xie Xiaodong's defeat.

"It's rubbish, it's just rubbish!" Jiang Feng couldn't help but cursed.

A pseudo-9th level weirdo can't beat the opponent. It's really useless.

Even if his combat power is limited, he is still a waste.

The pseudo-9th level weirdo is simply invincible except for his true god mode.

It is simply a shame that such an invincible being loses, and it is simply a waste among wastes.

Although Xie Xiaodong is not really weird, he is just equipped with a weird living armor.

But after all, it is a pseudo-9th level weirdo. How can it be possible to lose? Even if you are an idiot, you cannot lose.

"Master, you can actually restore everything that happened here." The Book of Destiny said carefully at this time.

"Say." Jiang Feng asked with a gloomy face.

"Picture of a Hundred Ghosts!"

Eighth-level monster, picture of hundreds of ghosts!

It can prohibit the use of all energy, and you can only use power inside.

If you are standing in the Hundred Ghosts Picture, please leave quickly, otherwise you will become a weirdo.

It can transform all living things into weirdness, and the weirdness converted will be controlled by the Hundred Ghost Map and absorbed into the map.

It's a pity that such a good baby was eaten by Jiang Feng. It didn't know that Jiang Feng's belly can store things.

"Is this it?" Jiang Feng reached into his stomach and pulled out a scroll with a pattern of hundreds of ghosts.

The stomach of the God of Zhenshi can swallow hundreds of ghosts, and it is equivalent to a small space inside, which can be taken out even without turning into Zhong Kui.

It's just a matter of cutting open the belly and taking it out, it's not a big deal.

"That's it!" Book of Destiny said excitedly, pointing at the Hundred Ghosts Picture.

It even wanted to jump up and hug Baiguitu.

"What's the use of this?" Jiang Feng grabbed it casually, picked up the jumping Book of Destiny and asked doubtfully.

Although he knew that the level was very high, he didn't know the specific effects.

"Master, the Hundred Ghosts Picture can make all living beings become strange."

The corpse cannot speak, but the strangeness can.

The method of the Book of Destiny is very simple, just convert these tragically dead humans into weird ones and then ask them again.

If ordinary creatures do not become weird, their souls are very weak and can even be blown away by a gust of wind.

Some even disappear just after they are born.

As for where they dispersed and disappeared, there is no way of knowing.

Only those souls full of strong obsessions and unwilling to regret will survive and become weird.

Corpses also have a certain chance of turning into physical weirdness, but this kind of weirdness is pitifully weak.

Just like the White-faced Ghost, he is weak, useless and useless.

"Is there any other way?" Jiang Feng frowned, not wanting to create weirdness with his own hands, especially using his followers to create weirdness.

The dead should rest in peace and not be reawakened by the living.

How could I, as the world-suppressing divine king, be able to create strange things?

In his view, converting his followers into weirdos is a blasphemy against himself and his followers.

He cannot allow his followers to rest without peace.

"Well, there is another way, a nightmare pillow."

"Nightmare pillow?" After hearing this, Jiang Feng reached into his stomach and searched for a while before taking out a strange pillow.

A black pillow with a skull carved on it.

Looking at this skull always feels a little weird.

The most important thing is that this pillow is so ugly. It is the ugliest pillow Jiang Feng has ever seen.

I really don't know what kind of idiot would use this pillow, I knew something was wrong at the first sight.

"This is the master, but this thing can only obtain a fragment."

Nightmare pillow, as long as someone sleeps on it, they will have nightmares. The nightmare must be the scene of a recent massacre nearby.

As long as Jiang Feng sleeps here with his pillow on his head, he will dream about what happened here at that time.

"Are you sure this is useful?" Jiang Feng remained skeptical.

Although this thing looked a bit weird, he could tell that it was only a third-level weird item.

It is the smallest level among this bunch of weird items.

Other weird items are at least level five, but this one is special, and it is level three.

This thing has no lethality, its function is to make others have nightmares. Even Jiang Feng, who is the third level, feels strange.

Is this thing really reliable?

"Master, you believe me." The Book of Destiny was extremely positive about the Nightmare Pillow.

He has been locked up with these things for who knows how many years, and he has become very familiar with them.

If the people in the base hadn't used another weird object to hold it down, it would have snatched these things and run away when the base was empty.

No one under the sun can be more familiar with these things than he is.

It is not like other weird and evil spirits. It is relatively benign. The researchers in the base are also relatively benign to it. Some research still requires its cooperation.

It's impossible not to be cooperative and kind. I'm just a weakling. I only have the reputation of being a fake ninth-level person, but I can't even beat a first-level person.

If they throw themselves into those weird piles, how can it still be alive?

If it were an ordinary first-level weirdness, it would be fine, at least it would not have intelligence, but it is not, it is a top-level weirdness with intelligence.

This is a bit uncomfortable. Although I have wisdom, I am the weakest one in terms of strength.

It is different from other weird things, and the way it is born is also different.

The Book of Destiny had been formed a long time ago, and it took who knows how many years before it was born.

It feels that the Book of Destiny is a bastard who gave birth to itself to suffer.

"Believe in you once!" Jiang Feng chose to believe in the Book of Destiny.

Now he has no other choice but to believe in the Book of Destiny.

Wanting to find out what happened here, he now had two options. The first was to turn the tragically dead people into monsters, and the second was to know everything that happened here through dreams.

Jiang Feng put the ugly pillow on the ground and lay down on it.

Within a few seconds of lying down, he fell asleep.
Chapter completed!