Chapter 452: Free yourself 2

After passing through the quiet and silent buildings, Wang Yiyang quickly stopped in front of a 15-story dome building.
This is the city department store, the most prosperous area in the city.
Mi Lisha's parents are small employees of this company, and their income is also very good, so they can lead a good life in this city.
It was getting late at this time, and the heavy bell of twelve o'clock in the night came from the bell tower not far away.
Wang Yiyang stood in front of the building. Look up at the entire floor.
"Let me see, what good materials are there..." He looked calm and walked slowly towards the lobby of the building.
On the first floor, two night receptionists on duty were lying on the table sleeping and resting.
When Wang Yiyang walked by the two of them, the two front desks suddenly tilted their heads and fell asleep deeper.
Wang Yiyang's eyes glowed with a strange luster, and he stroked the bodies of the two women one by one, but soon, he did not see what he wanted from the two of them.
At his level, as a master of psionics, an extreme hypnotist, he can already judge a person's approximate quality level from the pure psychic level.
As for the two front desks, the psychic light on their bodies was almost disappearing.
The disappearance of the light of psychic energy means that this person is completely reduced to trash manipulated by the instinctive desires of the body.
Without the psionic light, humans are no different from ordinary poultry.
Chaos consciousness is useless to Wang Yiyang at this time.
The two women in front of me are the same.
Wang Yiyang continued forward, his body seemed illusory, ignoring all the blocking iron gates and blocked wooden gates along the way.
Soon we reached the second floor.
On the second floor, in the quiet hall, there is a large group of black-robed people who teach special education, placing special candles for sacrifice.
A few wriggling men and women were tied to the candle.
Among them are Mi Lisha's parents.
One of the leader of Lite teachers saw Wang Yiyang flying out of the darkness at a glance. He was frightened and screamed.
"This person saw my lord!! Kill him!!"
In the entire hall on the second floor, there were probably hundreds of black-robed cultists.
Hearing this voice, all the cultists suddenly turned their heads and looked at Wang Yiyang.
Wang Yiyang was unmoved. Looking straight at the center of the sacrifice, there is a weird statue with a rat head and six hands and six feet.
Snapped.
Wang Yiyang snapped his fingers.
Suddenly, all the rat people around became stiff, and all their psychic consciousnesses were instantly taken into thinking prison.
Amidst the loud pops, these cultists fell to the ground one after another, losing their lives.
For Wang Yiyang, this level is like a family life.
These little guys, who can't even reach the sixth-level transforming person, are not even qualified to look directly at him in front of him.
Just need to release perception at will, and all their consciousness can be destroyed.
However, Wang Yiyang has always been a frugal person, so it is better to be put in a prison of thinking and become a nutrient.
"In this way, the true spirit devourer in my new identity is really right." Wang Yiyang's heart moved, feeling a little coincidental.
He snapped his fingers and killed all the cultists present, and suddenly seemed to anger the strange statue erected in the middle.
The statue's eyes glowed red, and the body began to swell and enlarge, and a large black tentacles were formed by tearing the back.
His shadow grew bigger and bigger, and the muscles and fur of his body quickly turned black and hardened.
In just two seconds, the one-person-high statue swelled to more than three meters high, and a large group of black energy gathered with six hands and six feet.
A deep, groan-like whisper began to echo in Wang Yiyang's ear.
"Whoever offends the gods, the soul will always fall to the extreme...!!!"
"Look at my eyes." Wang Yiyang interrupted him suddenly, his eyes meeting those of the statue.
The tall rat-headed human statue didn't finish speaking, and he had a meal all over, and the red light in his eyes quickly dimmed.
It looked at the eyes in front of him. Those eyes were like a psychedelic abyss, with countless things hidden in them.
Resources, believers, territory, revenge!
There are everything there, countless illusions and messages crazily like living creatures, diving into its sea of ​​consciousness.
It gradually became a little confused.
Before long, it slowly began to show an expression of enjoyment.
In the illusion, he obtained supreme authority, he became the most powerful old in the heavens, even the main gods of the first courtyard, because of fear, they knelt down and begged him for mercy.
Power, infinite power!
Click!
Large cracks began to appear all over it.
Because of sinking and being drawn into the prison of thought, consciousness escaped from this statue.
With a splash, finally, the entire statue lost its sustenance and shattered automatically.
"Zizi... this smell..." Wang Yiyang felt the pure psychic energy flowing from the prison of thought.
He has collected many gods from the real world. Whether they are chaotic gods or order gods, their taste is far less delicious than the gods here.
It's like the difference between freeze-dried meat and fresh seafood.
"It's a wonderful soul... It's a pity... If you can eat the body of this guy, maybe it will taste better..."
There is no regret in Wang Yiyang's heart.
But right now, he was not the time to confront the old head-on.
Everything is focused on the overall situation.
He could feel that after swallowing this rat clone, his perception soul seemed to go further.
This apparent progress seems to be due to the different laws of the universe. Has a certain effect on himself.
But eating this rat in the future may be of little use.
When the matter was over, Wang Yiyang glanced at the men and women with their mouths tied.
"Come, look into my eyes..."
With a slight smile, he walked over.
If it wasn't for the big guy on the head that is everywhere now.
He has already perceived the global coverage, directly modifying the minds of everyone here.
But it's interesting to take it step by step.
Wang Yiyang felt that he hadn't enjoyed such fun in a long time.
When he walked out of the department store, the priests who were behind him bowed to him with respectful expressions, and then left quickly.
Just a look changed their minds and hearts, making them crazily awe, obey, and worship Wang Yiyang.
This is the horror of Wang Yiyang now.
Combining hypnotism with judgment-level perception, he didn't even need to use the hallucinogenic spider mother sign on his body to easily crush everything.
The clone of the old just now had only the strength of the Huiyue level at best, as weak as an ant.
But the soul is delicious.
Wang Yiyang thought of the taste just now, while walking towards his residence.
He is now completely free of himself.
Go leisurely every day, complete the identity system tasks, read the newspaper news, and find out what is fun around you. Occasionally come out to taste the food.
Isn't this the ordinary life he dreamed of before?
"I used to be too conservative. With such a wonderful universe and such a wonderful void, I won't get tired of visiting it for a hundred years."
When Wang Yiyang returned to the villa, Jayne and Mi Lisha had washed up and rested in the guest room.
Not surprisingly, the two people slept in a room and were doing vigorous exercise.
When this kind of fear reaches its extreme, it is most likely to collide with sparks, and then release high pressure through this instinctive primitive movement.
Wang Yiyang didn't care.
He observed the big guy above his head again.
It was discovered that even if he had eaten the soul of the rat-headed human body, there was no movement from the one above his head.
"It seems to be quite loose." Wang Yiyang thought for a while.
"So, what about this?"
Huh!
His horror perception, which was like a storm star, was released suddenly, and quickly spread to the surrounding with him as the center.
Perception is like a huge invisible glass cover, based on Wang Yiyang, zooming in towards the entire city.
One hundred meters, one thousand meters, ten thousand meters, beyond the city, across the fields, woods, and rivers.
Finally, the person above his head moved slightly.
Wang Yiyang suddenly withdrew his perception.
Huh!
The storm of horror perception just now disappeared without a trace as if it had never appeared before.
At the same time, all the Litarians in the entire city were pulled from their souls and suddenly fell to the ground.
Countless psychic energies are like light beams, rushing into this villa and flowing into Wang Yiyang's body.
"Okay, I know the scale." He smiled.
Soon, the movement of the guest room upstairs slowly quieted down. There was a sound of sleep in the room.
Wang Yiyang let out a hint of black air, and then let him fly out of the window, towards the distant city center.
The black air flew around the entire city, and then left a message.
This is marking the site, this is his territory, if anyone wants to invade, don't blame him for doing it.
Although Wang Yiyang coveted the soul of the evil gods and ancient gods here, he also knew that everything was mission-oriented.
Keeping the three nodes right now is the core.
"I need some manpower to help me protect the three nodes..."
Wang Yiyang thought for a while, and suddenly he thought of the new ability that he had just acquired before, eternal silk.
This is the housekeeping skill of the hallucinating spider mother.
It is the horror talent that can weave everything and connect everything together.
"So, how should this thing be used?" Wang Yiyang wondered how to use this ability to accelerate the completion of the task.
"Since everything can be connected, then..." Wang Yiyang thought for a while and spit out a shard of black and red soul.
This is the soul fragment of the old rat-headed god.
"So." Wang Yiyang was still aftertaste of the other party.
So just finger it.
A tiny black silk thread suddenly rippled out of the void behind him and fell precisely into the palm of his hand.
"Put it on."
Wang Yiyang pinched the silk thread and threaded it in his arm several times. Anyway, his body can be blurred at any time, and threading is very simple.
Then I wore it several times on the soul fragments of the old rat-headed god.
"All right."
Wang Yiyang let go.
"In this way, the encounter between you and me is destined! Destiny that cannot be escaped."
The black thread slowly fades and disappears.
Wang Yiyang let go of the soul fragments at will, allowing them to fly away.
"Go, go find your master, and bring him to my side. This is the arrangement of fate..."
Wang Yiyang expected in his heart that if the eternal silk thread was really useful, then maybe his subsequent steps could be greatly simplified.
At that time, when you encounter something delicious, you can directly let the other party ‘destined’ to meet yourself.