Chapter 3003: Gluttony, rescue

After the monster turned into a corpse, it quickly decomposed into a pile of mud, exuding a foul smell.
It looks familiar, the green sludge on the deck should be this kind of thing.
This muddy monster can devour the victim and make it a part of his body.
Although the monsters were resolved, these unlucky monks devoured had no possibility of resurrection.
Tang Zhen can see that the lines of fate on these monks have all been cut off.
In this case, they do not even have the qualification to play monsters, they are already dead and can no longer die.
After crossing the monster's body, Tang Zhen went on.
A locked iron door appeared in front of him, and countless threads of fate floated out of it.
So even quiet, but Tang Zhen can still be sure that there is a group of monks hidden inside.
It's just that there is a lock on their iron door, and there is no rust on the surface.
This is a new lock, which Tang Zhen had seen before, and was carried on his back by a begging boy.
Seeing this lock, Tang Zhen knew the cause and effect. Obviously there was a group of stingy guys in the house.
It cannot be said that they did something wrong, but the rule is the rule, and the price of violation is to accept punishment.
When Tang Zhen appeared, there were a few eyes immediately behind the iron gate, staring at him with great vigilance.
The monks were too frightened, afraid that Tang Zhen, who appeared in front of him, would be a terrible monster.
Silent observations and non-contact with each other may be the most correct choice.
Tang Zhen was too lazy to take care of these dying guys, but he was still suspicious, but he focused his attention on the lock.
Compared to the monks and monsters controlled by the fate thread, this lock is indeed special because it is not affected by any rules at all.
When you use violent destruction, it can't cause any impact on it at all, only the key can be used to open it.
This shows one thing, if no one is willing to help, open the lock with the key, this group of guys in the house will definitely die.
Tang Zhen thought of this and looked up at the iron gate again, facing the pair of vigilant and cautious eyes.
He suspected that until now, these self-righteous guys had not realized how dangerous their situation was.
Otherwise, what they have to do is to ask for help as soon as possible when they see Tang Zhen.
It's a pity they didn't do it, it was like missing the last chance.
"Good luck, a bunch of idiots."
Tang Zhen said in a light tone, then turned around and continued to move forward.
Not far away, I heard a call from the iron gate behind me.
After Tang Zhen left, these guys suddenly had regrets and tried to get his help.
It is a pity that this approach is destined to be in vain. There are too many monks who die in the world of Ziguang.
Besides their life and death, what is Tang Zhen doing?
But in a blink of an eye, Tang Zhen encountered a group of acquaintances.
The old man and his group of disciples are gathering in the hall, sitting silently on the chair.
There was a mess around, I didn't know what had happened, and there was a smell in the air.
Several bronze oars were randomly dropped on the ground, and even broken and broken.
On this giant ship, similar tastes are everywhere, but the taste here is more fresh.
After seeing Tang Zhen, the old man and his disciples turned their heads at the same time, their eyes cold and strange.
But in a flash, their faces were full of smiles.
"Your Excellency, you are out!"
The old man said to Tang Zhen, at the same time stood up and took the initiative to approach him.
As for his disciples, they all smiled as if they had seen their closest friends.
They had completely forgotten that they had been scolding and eager to swallow Tang Zhen and other monks.
As the old man and apprentice approached, the bronze oar in Tang Zhen's hand suddenly waved out.
The closest monk was decapitated by a bronze oar, and his head fell to the ground.
The headless corpse was not affected in any way, and it was still walking towards Tang Zhen. The head that fell on the ground still had a dark smile.
"Your Excellency, what are you doing?"
Seeing that his disciples were beheaded, the old man was indifferent and still looked at Tang Zhen with a smile on his face.
The distance between the two sides is already less than five meters.
As it turned out, he saw Tang Zhen smiling and reached for a snap.
The ten remaining disciples of the old man burst into bursts, like a bunch of broken human-shaped balloons.
The old man with a big smile still keeps the original smile, but it is that kind of rigid state.
The hidden cruel and sarcastic eyes gradually turned into a panic, staring at Tang Zhen in front of him.
"When did you see it?"
He asked Tang Zhen with a stiff tone.
"From the beginning."
Tang Zhen returned a sentence, and then continued to move forward.
The old man standing behind him struggled desperately a few times, then burst into pieces instantly.
This time, Tang Zhen's direction has changed, because he is ready to save people.
Strangers can not be saved, but acquaintances are not included.
Following the guidance of the fate line, Tang Zhen went all the way and saw another hall.
Inside this hall, there is a huge dining table with twelve chairs on either side.
Twelve huge of meat are sitting on these chairs, the fat flowing down has wrapped the chair.
But even so, they kept reaching for the food that appeared in front of them, and then poured it into their mouths.
The other monks were hungry to death, but the twelve monks in front of them had already eaten their bodies seriously deformed.
But from their faces, they could not see the slightest enjoyment, but full of pain and despair.
When Tang Zhen appeared, the monks who were eating madly also cast their eyes for help, hoping to help them get rid of the bitter sea.
"It seems that your life is very good, at least don't worry about hunger."
Tang Zhen walked to the table, looked at the meat constantly swallowing food, and said with a smile.
"Your Excellency ... Help us ... Please ..."
From the mouth of the meat ball, the intermittent sound came not because it was not intended to be complete, but because it was blocked by the food in the mouth.
The important thing is that this sound is exactly the same as the old one.
Tang Zhen is naturally clear that the identity of the twelve meat in front of him is obviously the old man and his apprentice.
Although these hapless guys were not hungry, they were braced to death.
The food they devoured was clearly the remains of some unlucky monks. After being torn by a group of monsters posing as elders, they appeared on the table inexplicably.
Then the wreckage of these monks became the food of the old man and their apprentices, and after fast digestion, it became the terrible look of today.
"Okay, as you wish."
Tang Zhen's voice just fell, and the old man who had been eating like a machine, immediately stopped the mechanical movement.
The table in front of them suddenly collapsed and disappeared into a pile of fly ash.
The twelve meat that fell from the chair collapsed directly on the ground, then vomited wildly.