Chapter 112 Pick up the knife!

Lu Changsheng listened to Li Zhen's confession quietly, raised his right hand slowly, and waved it forward.

The long knife guarding the corpse flew out, and fell in front of Li Zhen with a clang.

"Pick up the knife."

Lu Changsheng's voice was cold and terrifying.

"What do you mean?" Li Zhen looked down at the long knife, then at Lu Changsheng, not understanding what he meant.

"Didn't you say... those refugees are cowardly wastes?"

"They don't have the courage to die in Fengdu City, so there is no value in living at all."

"Now I give you a chance, as long as you can kill me. I promise that Ghost Rabbit and Old Sun will never embarrass you, you can leave here in a swagger and continue your great cause, how about it?"

"Let me see your courage..."

Lu Changsheng walked towards Li Zhen step by step, and the Wanshen Sword in his hand felt the owner's emotions and trembled with excitement.

Kill...

A Venerable?

Li Zhen couldn't lie at all under the effect of [Self-examination], but that didn't mean he would become mentally retarded.

How could he, a fourth-level practitioner, kill a ninth-level venerable?

"I dare not." Although Li Zhen was extremely reluctant, he still blurted out his true thoughts.

"I'll say it again..."

"You bastard..."

"Pick up the knife!"

Lu Changsheng pressed forward step by step, and the black long sword was already within reach.

Li Zhen squatted down tremblingly, and stretched out his hand to the hilt of the knife with trembling hands.

He knew very well that whether he fought or not, he would die.

Forcing people to become demons and running cults were all crimes that could cost him his head.

Rather than waiting to die, it is better to fight to the death, at least let yourself die with dignity.

But the long knife was right in front of him, and Li Zhen couldn't muster up the courage to hold the hilt of the knife.

Do it...

Do it, do it, do it! !

I am Li Zhen, a member of the Li family in Sun City!

Even if I die, I will die standing up!

Hold this knife, hold this knife!

Li Zhen kept shouting in his heart, and the veins on his forehead were exaggeratedly bulging because of excessive force.

He couldn't do it.

He really didn't have the courage.

Imaginary death and facing it in reality are two completely different things.

Li Zhen could only watch as the god of death knocked on the door and the butcher knife came.

"In this world, there will always be scum like you, who always say that they sacrifice others to fulfill themselves."

"Waving the banner of justice to realize your disgusting ambition."

"What's wrong?"

"When death really comes, your pride and your great principles, how come they are all gone?"

"How are you nobler than the 'untouchables' you call them?"

"Where is your courage?"

The Ten Thousand Gods Sword was already against Li Zhen's neck, and every question from Lu Changsheng left Li Zhen speechless.

"I... don't... dare..." Li Zhen's voice was trembling. Under the influence of [Self-examination], he couldn't even deceive himself and could only look at his ugly appearance nakedly.

Li Zhen's face had turned red, and it was hard to tell whether it was because of shame or anger.

Or maybe it was both.

But it didn't matter.

Puff——

The Ten Thousand Gods Sword cut through the air without any hindrance.

Li Zhen's head fell in response, gurgling and turning several times, and fell beside the [God Lord] he had been thinking about, and died with his eyes open.

Lu Changsheng followed the head and slowly came to the transparent laboratory.

"Are you the one who caused all this..."

"Are Qiu Shali, San Niuzi, Erniu, and Niu Jiashun all like this because of you?"

Lu Changsheng looked at the beating heart and spoke faintly.

As if answering Lu Changsheng's question, the giant heart suddenly beat rapidly.

The tangled pieces of flesh were wriggling rapidly, spurting out a large amount of black blood, and had completely submerged the floor of the laboratory.

"How is the Demon Slayer Department going to deal with this monster?" Lu Changsheng felt a little disgusted, turned his head away from the heart, and asked Sun Wencheng.

"Such a big heart, and it can survive independently without the body, must be the organ of a super powerful demon. The Demon Slayer Department should send it to the Creation Bureau for containment."

"From what Li Zhen said before his death, it seems that he can communicate with this monster in some way, and this is not its final form. These need to be studied in depth before a conclusion can be drawn."

Lu Changsheng nodded, and the matter on the island came to an end. Next, whether it was to contain this heart or investigate those scientific researchers, it was not his job.

Lu Changsheng now only wanted to rush back to the store as soon as possible. He always felt that something was going to happen.

At this moment, a sudden change occurred!

"[Infinite True God, the great master of all things!]"

An emotionless and cold voice suddenly sounded.

Lu Changsheng looked at Sun Wencheng and Guitu with some doubt, but they also looked confused.

"【Please purify my blood and cleanse my chaos!】"

The voice was a little louder.

Lu Changsheng looked around the laboratory and confirmed that there was no fourth living person here except Guitu and Sun Wencheng.

"【Please grant me holy blood, please grant me supreme glory!】"

Sun Wencheng seemed to have remembered something, and hurriedly said to Lu Changsheng, "This paragraph is the mumbling that Ergouzi heard."

Lu Changsheng's heart sank, and he cast his eyes on the huge heart.

His expression suddenly froze, as if he had seen a ghost.

Black blood continued to seep along the floor of the laboratory, and at some point, it had completely soaked Li Zhen's head.

The cold and terrible mumbling came from the mouth of Li Zhen's dead head!

"【I will give everything for this!"

Lu Changsheng activated 【Xintianyou】 and 【Rage of Revenge】, and almost teleported to the head.

He stomped his foot.

Li Zhen's head instantly exploded into pieces of slag, and merged with the black blood on the ground.

"Old Sun, this monster, I'm afraid you can't take it away!" Lu Changsheng reached into the void with his right hand and drew out the Ten Thousand Gods Sword again.

He slashed with a sword.

The transparent glass wall of the laboratory collapsed into fine glass shards.

Lu Changsheng took a step forward and flew towards the beating heart, and in the next second he was going to crush it into pieces.

"【Until the boundless abyss descends upon the new world of bliss!】"

The last whisper sounded.

The heart stopped beating.

The Ten Thousand Gods Sword fell.

The imagined flesh and blood explosion did not occur.

The toughness of the huge heart exceeded Lu Changsheng's expectations.

Lu Changsheng's full-strength slash in the non-krypton gold state only split it in two from the middle.

The flesh and blood separated, and the black blood surged.

From the terrible wound, an unsettling pressure rose.