Weird Resurrection: I Ate a God

"Listen, drink it. We are your family. Blood is thicker than water. We are helping you." In the tense atmosphere, the purple-clothed woman spoke and persuaded.

"Impossible." Lang Ren stared at the two men coldly. He didn't want to watch their performance anymore.

He was not so stupid as to persuade himself to drink the poison.

Just after he finished speaking, he suddenly felt a little wet on the tip of his nose. Subconsciously, he touched his nose.

A touch of silver appeared on his fingertips.

"Pah..."

A large amount of silver blood flowed wildly from the nose, unstoppably flowing down, flowing along the lips and chin onto the clothes transformed by the scarf.

This is...

The pupils contracted, Lang Ren's eyes were shocked, and he showed an unbelievable expression.

"Ama knows that you still hate us in your heart." The purple-clothed woman sighed slightly.

"Child, you know, we have our reasons for treating you like this over the years. We are seriously ill, and in order not to infect the villagers, we have not stepped out for 20 years, lingering here, enduring endless loneliness." She smiled bitterly and explained to herself.

As she spoke, she revealed a look of nostalgia.

"You were just born, and I was afraid of infecting you, so my mother didn't dare to take care of you. She even hired a wet nurse to feed you."

"Do you know the feeling of wanting to hug your newborn baby more, but having to hold back cruelly?"

"Do you know the feeling of watching the priests go out to hunt you down, but unable to stop them?"

"We hope that you will become a successful person, and you know that your physique is too strange, so we do all this for your own good."

"We are your flesh and blood relatives."

"I love you."

"I burn incense day and night, pray to the gods, pray to the Buddha, and beg them to cure our illness quickly, so that we can escape from the sea of ​​suffering and live like human beings." At this moment, the purple-clothed woman expressed her true feelings, lamenting what she had experienced over the years. She stretched out her white palms and gently held Langren's cheeks, full of love and heartache, as if she felt indebted.

"I kneel down to the gods! Please, gods! Save us two poor people."

"Please, gods, let me..."

The next second, her tone paused.

Then bloodshot eyes burst out.

"Let me, kill! You! This! Monster! Ah!"

Instantly, the pair of pale hands moved down from Langren's cheeks, fiercely pinched Langren's neck, and lifted him up into the air with a sudden pinch.

Instantly, the tall Langren was lifted up in the air like a little chicken, with his legs unable to touch the ground.

"Thank you for your great kindness, thank you Lord and Amen, thank you for letting me thirst for twenty years, and finally awakening my good son..." The sad voice of the purple-clothed woman became sharp and terrifying at this moment.

Her head deformed with a burst of agitation, like a burst capsule, and turned into a green and hideous snake head.

"Shocked? Shocked? Hahaha, is my mother's speech touching?"

"Yes, it's this kind of look, touching, astonished, unbelievable, innocent, angry, suffocating, like a beautiful thing, shattered with a bang." The basilisk laughed, spitting out a long snake tongue, with crazy greed in his eyes.

"I have endured for so long, it really makes me feel relieved."

"You are actually a monster." In the air, Langren's eyes returned to a cold state, full of murderous intent.

It would be a lie to say that there were no accidents. Even though he had been mentally prepared and knew the dangers of this trip, he couldn't help but be shocked by the true form of the purple-clothed woman at this moment.

He never thought that the person behind the scenes who had kept him captive for nearly 20 years was actually a monster!

Could it be that the other party was an evolved beast?

But how could an evolved beast speak human language and become a human?

Could it be that the evolved beast evolved to the ultimate form and could also transform into a human?

The scene in front of him was beyond Langren's cognition, making him somewhat incomprehensible.

"Mad man, you mad man." Looking at the crazy state of the snake monster, Lang Ren scolded, and then he began to struggle hard, grabbing the palm that was hoisting his neck with both hands.

But this seemingly white and thin arm has an incomparable power. Even if he uses all his strength and the power of ten hidden doors, he can't break free.

"Yes, I am crazy. You sealed us here for twenty years, a full seven thousand four hundred and twenty days and nights, and we can't leave this room. I am crazy, and I am completely driven crazy by you. I want to eat your bones and drink your blood, but I have to send people to raise you. Remember, your life is given by me, I give it!!" The snake monster opened its bloody mouth and roared, shaking the whole wooden house.

And facing the snake monster, which was gentle like a kind mother in the previous second and violent in the next second, the hooked-nosed man was extremely indifferent and watched all this without saying a word.

"Is your performance over?" Lang Ren gradually gave up struggling and responded to the other party with a mocking and pitying look and a sarcastic tone.

In his opinion, the basilisk in front of him was like a clown, just a poor creature trapped here and driven crazy.

He knew the purpose of the two monsters from the beginning. Obviously, the other party didn't know it yet. They tried to destroy his will in this way and get spiritual pleasure. Who would have thought that he actually had memories since birth, who would have thought that he entered the super-dimensional space and saw all the secrets.

However, he would still try his best to cooperate with the other party's performance. For example, the expression he showed before, except for the shock of the other party's snake body, the rest was just his disguise, and he even wanted to laugh in his heart.

He wanted to see what other tricks these two monsters had.

"Do you know how I have been living for the past 20 years? The realm I am proud of has fallen every day, and every day is a torture." The basilisk said in a cold tone. The next second, she let go of her hand and threw Langren heavily to the ground.

She knew that Langren could hold his breath for several hours, and this would not kill him. She had tried it just now and found that with her huge strength, she could not break Langren's neck. This made her secretly frightened Langren's body and had to give up the idea of ​​using brute force.

That's right, humans who can get hurt are the weakest, and those who can't get hurt are the most terrifying.

It thought so.

Moreover, it had already poisoned the food in advance. The real point was that in addition to this bowl of black potion, it also tampered with the food, which served as a double insurance.

It can be said that from the moment Langren entered the door, he had been calculated. Who would have thought that Langren would be so cooperative and naive, and actually regarded it as a mother and trusted it. Thinking of this, it couldn't help showing a mocking look.

Thinking of the mental venting just now, after a long period of repression, her heart couldn't help but feel refreshed.

"What kind of poison did you give me?" On the ground, Langren covered his neck with his hands, spitting blood crazily from his mouth, looking precarious, miserable, and extremely weak.

He opened his eyes wide and stared at the basilisk, his eyes full of hatred, and seemed to be shocked by the fact that he was poisoned.

"Does this degree make you feel painful for bleeding? I thought you, a monster, would never be hurt. Your damn high instinct can no longer protect you. Don't worry, I will eat you bit by bit. After you die, I will make you into a suitcase and become my most powerful weapon. In this way, you can accompany me forever." The basilisk squatted down and dipped his hands in the blood spit out by Langren. While speaking in a gloomy tone, its heart was full of surprise and shock.

This silver blood spit out from Langren's mouth. This is the first time he has seen someone with this color of blood. No... not only humans, but even evolved beasts do not have this kind of blood.

What's going on?

Is it a mutation?

The basilisk was full of doubts and cast a questioning look at the hook-nosed man beside him.

As if he understood what the basilisk meant, the hook-nosed man who had been sitting and watching also stood up and took some silver blood, with a puzzled look in his eyes.

In his memory, when he drew blood from Langren since he was a child, it was red blood, which was a symbol of high-level blood. However, why did Langren's blood turn silver after these days?