Slay the Gods: All the blood of kings must end with the sword!

In front of Chennan Pass is a spherical black hole.

The light around the black void is constantly distorted, making it look like the black void is swallowing the light.

An Qingyu stood in front of the black hole created by the ball of light, and the mirror surface was shining with gray light.

Three days had passed since the battle with Olympus.

During these three days, An Qingyu has been studying this black hole.

He felt like it was a huge black bubble, in which time was surging and countless fragments of time and space that were so tiny that they could not be any smaller were constantly overlapping.

Jiang Er put his arm around An Qingyu's neck and rested his chin on his shoulder: "Qingyu, is there any solution?"

"I have an idea, but I don't know if it will work."

An Qingyu replied that he felt a familiar breath from the black void, which was the breath of Cthulhu.

It’s not that An Qingyu hasn’t tried to understand Cthulhu. Cthulhu is one of the few things he has not been able to fully understand so far. As for others, even the gods, if he is given some time, he can understand them thoroughly.

But not Cthulhu.

But An Qingyu also knew the dangers of Cthulhu, so he only did a brief research each time.

This time, he wanted to be bolder.

Perhaps, only by truly understanding Cthulhu can we understand the operating mechanism of this black void and rescue Lin Xuan and Lin Qiye from it.

"Jiang Er, call Lao Cao and go back to the Chennanguan sewer."

An Qingyu turned and walked towards Chennan Pass. His temporary laboratory was in the sewer of Chennan Pass.

The equipment inside was improved by him. It is dozens of times more powerful than the most advanced equipment in Daxia today, but it is also more difficult to operate. It was tailor-made for himself and no one else can use it.

Cao Yuan soon appeared in the laboratory.

"What do you want to talk to me about?"

"I'll need your help in a moment. Once I give the order, don't hesitate and kill me as quickly as possible."

An Qingyu must actively accept the pollution of Cthulhu. Only by getting close to them can he understand them.

"You are playing with fire."

Cao Yuan frowned.

He had already guessed what An Qingyu was going to do. Before this, he had wanted to do this more than once, but was stopped by Cao Yuan.

"There's no better way now. This is the only way. Don't worry, as long as we remove Cthulhu before it pollutes our souls, there's still hope.

So, when I ask you to kill me later, don't hesitate."

An Qingyu said this and lay down directly on the experimental table.

Six more arms grew from his back.

Two of the arms were covered with mysterious green patterns. The arms stretched out into the void, and ripples suddenly appeared in the surrounding space.

He took out two things from the space ripples.

A flower covered in tiny eyeballs, and an arm covered in tumors.

The remaining six arms each held a scalpel and began working on his body.

There was no trace of emotion in An Qingyu's eyes, as if the intense pain did not exist. He was not performing surgery on himself, but dealing with a piece of dead meat.

Jiang Er's eyes were full of worry, but she didn't say much, for fear of disturbing the other person.

An Qingyu calmly cut open his facial muscles, removed his right eye, and planted the flower with tiny eyeballs in it.

During this process, the tiny eyeballs hidden between the scarlet petals would occasionally poke out from the tender petals and look at the outside world.

Being stared at by that eyeball, Cao Yuan and Jiang Er felt terrified.

Especially at this moment, An Qingyu directly planted the flower in his eye sockets, as if a scarlet flower grew on his eyes, which actually had a strange beauty.

An Qingyu felt the flower extending its roots, which began to take root in his eye sockets, and then gradually moved towards his brain.

Any normal person would go crazy if they were here.

But there was interest in An Qingyu's eyes. He could feel that as the roots went deeper, he began to hear mumbling in his ears.

He tried to understand the mumbling, but there seemed to be an invisible film between him and the mumbling, and he couldn't hear clearly.

An Qingyu took action, removed his right arm, and reattached the arm covered with tumor.

The moment the arm was connected, the flesh on the right arm squirmed, and the original wound was perfectly filled.

An Qingyu put down the silk thread she was going to use for sewing.

He could feel that the tumors were absorbing his life essence and began to grow bigger and bigger.

There was a strange beeping sound and the tumor burst.

There was no smell of blood, but countless strange-looking facial features.

However, those facial features seemed to have been processed by top abstract artists, becoming out of place and extremely strange in shape.

Some have mouths inside their mouths, one layer inside the other; some have ears and eyeballs growing together, with the ear canals blocked by the eyeballs.

It's always as weird as it can be.

As the tumor ruptured, the whispers in An Qingyu's ears gradually became clearer.

He knew it was time.

The two arms with green patterns wrapped around them reached into the void again.

But this time, the arm did not take anything out of the void. Instead, An Qingyu and the two people around him began to sink into the void, as if they were trapped in a quagmire from which they could not escape.

The two men did not struggle and let An Qingyu drag them into the void.

They know that the other party will not harm them.

After a dizzying moment, the two regained their sight and found that they had reached the edge of the black hole.

An Qingyu lifted the newly attached arm and placed it on the black hole.

The intact eyeball stared at the empty hole.

[The only correct answer] Start.