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Chapter 86 Buddha and the Evil God

Terrible!

Hawkeye just felt terrible!

Why did I bring Matt here on a whim?
Hawkeye felt a strong sense of regret and uneasiness in his heart. He looked around and found that an inexplicable atmosphere of tension began to spread among the crowd.

Those people who were originally just whispering seemed to be attracted by the monk's words at this moment, with complex lights flashing in their eyes, some were confused, some were fanatical, and some were deeply afraid.

"We have to get out of here."

Hawkeye whispered to Matt, while secretly observing the surroundings, looking for the best evacuation route.

Matt seemed to be frozen, still staring at the monk, with both confusion and anger in his eyes.

"I can't just leave like this, I need an answer."

He answered firmly, his voice was small but revealed unquestionable strength.

"Matt, now is not the time to argue about this."

Hawkeye was eager to convince him and was almost about to curse. It was obvious that this monk was not a good person. How could you go to him to ask for advice?
"We don't know the origins of this monk and the Yellow-browed Buddha he mentioned, but it is clear that the situation here is beyond our control."

At this moment, the monk's expression suddenly became gloomy, and he slowly stretched out his hand, as if to summon some unknown power.

"Since you are unwilling to accept the teachings of Yellow Eyebrow Buddha, let me, in the name of Buddha, let you experience the true judgment."

As soon as he finished speaking, there seemed to be a strange wave in the air. The people around him began to get restless. Some people even knelt on the ground, muttering to themselves, as if they were performing some mysterious ritual.

Seeing this, Hawkeye immediately grabbed Matt's hand and tried to take him away by force.

But at this moment, an invisible force suddenly came and bound the two of them firmly in place, unable to move.

"No! This is impossible!" Matt struggled hard, but to no avail.

"Matt, stay calm, we'll figure this out together."

Although Hawkeye was also filled with fear, he knew that he had to remain calm in order to find a chance to escape.

"My two donors, you don't have to leave. Come into my bag of human seeds and contemplate the Dharma."

The monk's mouth curled up into a cold smile, which was full of irresistible majesty and weirdness. He waved his sleeves lightly, and a cloth bag that looked ordinary but emitted a faint golden light appeared out of thin air in his hand.

"My two donors, please come out again when you have gained enlightenment of the Buddha's teachings."

As soon as he finished speaking, the monk untied the human seed bag. Suddenly a gust of wind blew up. The two men felt something was wrong and planned to escape. However, it was no longer their choice.

The cloth bag seemed to have come to life and suddenly expanded. A powerful suction force surged out from the mouth of the bag, pulling everything around it inward.

Hawkeye and Matt felt their bodies lighten, as if they were pulled by an invisible force, and flew towards the human bag involuntarily.

"Do not--!"

Matt cried out in despair once more, and tried with all his might to break free from the restraints, but all his efforts were in vain.

The two screamed and were immediately sucked into the human bag.

"My two donors, I hope you can comprehend the Dharma and become my good disciples."

The monk's words echoed in the air, with a hint of pride and coldness, and then he slowly put away the bag of human seeds, as if he had just completed an insignificant ritual.

Among the crowd, some were still immersed in the mysterious atmosphere, while others began to whisper, shocked and puzzled by what had just happened.

The human bag gradually shrank in the monk's hand, and finally became an inconspicuous cloth bag, which he casually hung around his waist. He turned around and glanced at the crowd, as if looking for the next possible "believer" or "challenger", but more of a calmness that seemed to be in control of the overall situation.

As the monk left, the crowd that had worshipped him gradually dispersed, but the strange fluctuation in the air seemed to still remain, making people feel chilled.

On the other side, Kingpin stared at the two-headed bird-headed monster.

Although this monster looks terrifying, Jin Bing is not afraid.

He was not even afraid of the more hideous monsters that came out of Dagon's church.

A mere two-headed bird monster could not frighten him.

What he cares about is whether this monster can fulfill his wish and let Vanessa survive.

If not, then as the price of playing tricks on itself, it will have to leave its life here.

Jin Bing's eyes were as sharp as an eagle, piercing through the frightening appearance of the two-headed bird monster and looking straight into the depths of its soul, as if trying to see whether it really possessed the power to reverse life and death.

His hands were clenched into fists, his knuckles turning white from the force, revealing his inner anxiety and determination.

"tell me."

Jin Bing's voice was low and powerful, and every word seemed to be squeezed out from between his teeth.

"Can you give me what I need to help Vanessa escape the shadow of death and regain her life?"

The two heads of the two-headed bird monster looked to the left and right, with strange light flashing in their eyes, as if evaluating Kingpin's determination and strength.

"The Lord of Change is omnipotent. As a humble mortal, your wish can naturally be fulfilled. However, can you afford the price?"

Upon hearing this, Jin Bing curled up the corner of his mouth into a sneer, a smile that contained both contempt for the unknown and deep love for his lover.

"Price? For Vanessa, I have already put life and death aside. No matter what the price is, as long as she can live, I am willing to bear it.

Messenger of the Lord of Change, stop talking nonsense and tell us your conditions. "

The two heads of the two-headed bird monster tilted slightly, and it was not surprised by Kingpin's answer.

"Very good, Kingpin, your determination is indeed admirable, but please remember that this is not just a simple transaction, and the price I will not tell you directly."

Jin Bing frowned. Was this two-headed bird monster trying to play a trick on him?

If that was the case, Jin Bing felt his fist itching and wanted to beat up a monster.

However, the two-headed bird monster seemed to see through Jin Bing's dissatisfaction and doubts. Instead of retreating, it slowly took out an ancient and yellowed book from its chest. The edges of the pages seemed to be inlaid with subtle golden runes, emitting a faint light.

"King Bing, the true price is hidden in this "Book of Destiny". I won't tell you directly, so you have to guess it."

The two-headed bird monster gently pushed the book towards Jin Bing. Jin Bing hesitated for a moment, but finally reached out and took the heavy book.

He felt an inexplicable power coming from the book, as if a warm force was guiding him and gradually calming him down.

"But, if I were to guess, Vanessa doesn't have the time."

"No, she will have time."

One of the two-headed bird monster's heads looked at Kingpin meaningfully.

(End of this chapter)