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Chapter 442

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At that time, the sound of the locusts' wings was just as loud. The sky was filled with locusts and they dyed the sky dark.

Wu Shiyu stood on the wasteland in the body of a multi-colored cat. She looked at the cage on the pillar. The body slowly raised its head.

She knew something was wrong but seeing this, she couldn't help but grumble internally, 'What the hell is that?' It was a human face. Half of it had decayed. Half of the skull was exposed. The other half was swollen and rotten. Maggots crawled on it.

"Hello." Wu Shiyu greeted, "It was you who summoned me here?"

"Wu Shiyu, I know you very well …" The body spoke even though only the bones remained of his neck. "I know everything about you but I have a question that I don't understand. They're all mediocre and boring lives. How did they create a soul like you … "

"Perhaps …" Wu Shiyu mumbled, "Perhaps I drink a lot of coke?"

"No, it's fine." The body said.

"Fine, who are you? Why did you summon me? Did you summon these locusts as well? "

"No." The body said, "I belong to another faction and I worship another force. These locusts were summoned by the Locust God's followers. Their base is called Angel City. It's right before us. They have enslaved this land. I joined the resistance and gave a nuclear bomb to the people who resisted the Locust God. They detonated it before Angel City. I know who you're looking for, Gu Jun. He was with the resistance at the time … He's not dead, not yet. He's in another world and he's in great danger. "

Wu Shiyu was suspicious of this. Be it Dirty-minded Jun or herself, neither of them would believe the words of a rotting corpse.

"The explosion didn't destroy Angel City?" She asked. In the illusion that Deng Ximei saw, a city was reduced to rubble.

"The City of Angel is in ruins …" The body said, "But underneath the City of Angel, there is an altar. It was not destroyed by the nuclear explosion. Some of the Locust God believers there have survived. They are conducting a great sacrifice. If they succeed, the Locust God will descend."

Looking at the black swarm of locusts in the sky, Wu Shiyu thought to himself, "The intersection of two worlds, the mutated area? Did they do this too? "

"Not exactly. Some things are very complicated, beyond the scope of our understanding."

At that moment, a lump of flesh peeled off from the corpse's face. His body swayed slightly. "My power is reaching its end. It is all thanks to scientific arcane that I managed to survive until now. Your consciousness possession and time travel are all part of it, just like the Ancient Seal technology you know. What you need to do now is to accept the power in the cat's body and head to the underground altar at the Angel City to destroy that as well. At that time, the danger on Gu Jun's side will also be resolved, and everything will become better … "

"Really?" Wu Shiyu shrugged. "Actually, if you were a panda, I might believe you but you're a dead body. Dirty-minded Jun's logic says this is like in a horror movie, a child has a super weird doll and there's something wrong with the doll … A parent who would give that kind of doll to their child must have a hole in their brain. "

The body was silent for a moment. "I'm not lying to you. That is not what you should be worrying about, there are other things you should be worried about."

"I can show you …" Light suddenly flashed across the body's empty eye sockets.

Wu Shiyu did not want to see it so she quickly covered her eyes with her paws.

But in her mind, some images appeared. She saw Dirty-minded Jun and another young man being bitten to death by bats, burned to death by fire, crushed to death by a falling boulder, consumed by locusts, decapitated on a guillotine, their brains exploding from excessive blood flow …

It was like Gu Jun had died a thousand times in an instant, each time in a different way and she saw them all.

Of course, Wu Shiyu's heart skipped a beat. But these images could not be real. A person could not die a thousand times, even a cat could only die 9 times …

"These are the possibilities of the future." The body's almost emotionless voice rang out again. "For now, the future has not happened yet. There are many possibilities but for Gu Jun and his friends, every possibility leads to death. You have the chance to change, only you. "

"Why?" Wu Shiyu did not understand. How did her artwork suddenly gain this mysterious power? How did the poster suddenly learn to travel on its own?

"You will understand some things in the future." The body said. "First, accept your power, accept the power inside the cat."

Wu Shiyu scratched her ears. At that moment, she missed the days of lying on the sofa eating snacks, drinking cola and watching dramas.

If suddenly getting rich and saving a sum of money in the bank and eating interest for the rest of her life had anything to do with saving the world, then she really had the wrong idea.

"I still choose … not to believe." Wu Shiyu decided. "The reason is still the same, you are not a panda."

The number of locusts in the sky increased. The body was silent again. "You are very cautious but you really shouldn't have done this. I will use the last bit of my power to help you. You can choose not to accept this power but use it to destroy that underground altar first. The Locust God cannot be allowed to appear … "

Wu Shiyu refused but her mind still wavered. It was not that she was corrupted. When she came back to her senses, she felt something was different about this cat.

She did not accept the power but she could use it now.

"What is the origin of this secret scientific method you mentioned?" She asked, "What do you believe in?"

The body did not answer. Suddenly, like a wall breaking, the locusts surged forward. In the blink of an eye, they swallowed the iron pillars, iron cages and the body whole.

The wasteland had become empty.

'This is strange, this is a conspiracy,' Wu Shiyu thought. She looked around and could feel something moving underground. Deng Ximei had the same feeling in her illusions. She saw something bursting out from the ground … Locust God worshippers? Locust God?

Many shadows flashed in her mind, they merged to form the image of the apocalypse.

The great sacrifice, the sacrifice was a whole world or even several worlds …

Wu Siyu turned her head to look in the direction of the mutated area. The entrance to the Angel City's underground altar was in that direction.

She sensed this from the power inside the cat's body. There was a countdown timer, it was visible. She had less than 5 hours left.

Whether the body was telling the truth or not, she had a feeling that if she did nothing after the countdown ended, something bad would happen …

'Fine, I guess I'm being half-forced by the body. It's not a good thing to force someone else's will. '

Wu Shiyu immediately called Gu Jun's name. Thinking back to the images that flashed through her mind, a connection seemed to form. She quickly turned her body and waved her claws. She drew a kaleidoscope pattern on the charred ground. She squatted in the middle, just like in the watercolor.

The ground glowed. The door of time and space opened. She leaped into it.

She would not go to the underground altar, she needed to find the child's father first.

But Wu Shiyu had no idea whether her action was part of the body's conspiracy or not.

Because the power did not belong to her, the painting did not belong to her. The scene of Dirty-minded Jun dying a thousand times was something the body showed her.

'What else can I do? I'm helpless.'

She could not die and neither could Dirty-minded Jun.

She could not allow the child to be born as an orphan. Orphans had a rough life, just like the child's father.

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