Chapter 119: God Worship Sequence

Chen Ye's entire state right now was like a cat whose tail had been stepped on.

One anomaly was already so difficult to deal with.

Now another one had arrived.

This world had probably gone mad long ago.

Chen Ye completely concealed his figure within the smoke, and the range of the Smoke Breath mist expanded once again.

It completely isolated all of his aura.

Not far away, the leader of that group glanced in this direction, a trace of mockery curling at the corner of his mouth.

The most nervous person wasn't Chen Ye.

It was that octopus anomaly.

For the first time, the two elderly human faces on the side facing the woman showed expressions of tension.

"You... you... how did you come here?"

The male human face stammered as it spoke.

"Elder Qian, the God says you've overstepped your boundaries!"

Unexpectedly, this eight-faced octopus actually had its own name.

The one who spoke wasn't the woman, but the leading man. The man wore a thin black cloak, had a tall build, but it was clear he wasn't wearing much clothing underneath.

This formed a sharp contrast with Chen Ye's group, who were bundled up in multiple layers.

"You... you..."

The elderly face was somewhat nervous, unable to speak smoothly.

Instead, the elderly woman's face spoke.

"We're truly sorry, we've been starving for too long, we couldn't resist when we saw them, we couldn't resist. We'll leave now! We're leaving right now."

After speaking, the octopus anomaly turned and fled.

The faces that turned around were those of a middle-aged man and woman, their expressions extremely panicked, as if they had seen some terrifying monster.

"Thinking of leaving now? Is it too late?"

"The God says, you are guilty!"

After speaking, the tall leading man turned and knelt toward the seductive woman on the sedan chair: "Death God, the Eight-Limbed Human Face has violated the agreement, please deliver divine punishment."

As soon as these words were spoken, the octopus anomaly called Eight-Limbed Human Face fled even faster.

The expressions on its faces became even more terrified.

The seductive woman in red called the Death God stretched her legs and stood up directly from the sedan chair.

It was only then that Chen Ye discovered with horror that this woman was actually barefoot.

Those beautiful feet stepped on the snowy ground, stunningly beautiful.

The red skirt flickered in and out of view as the woman moved, and just a fleeting glimpse made Chen Ye feel his blood surging.

So long, incredibly long!

Even though Chen Ye considered himself not particularly interested in women, he was still stimulated enough to want to take another look.

This woman was simply God's favorite, all the best things were bestowed upon this woman.

Unfortunately, this woman was actually an anomaly!

The woman reached out and took the blood-red scythe from beside her, her closed eyes looking in the direction where the Eight-Limbed Human Face had fled.

She raised the scythe and gently swung it.

A blood-colored blade flew out.

"Ah~~~"

"Don't!"

"I was wrong, spare me once!"

Several screams rang out.

They saw the Eight-Limbed Human Face actually split in two by the blood blade, yet both halves of its body were still trying to flee.

The two halves tried to merge back together, but couldn't fuse no matter what they tried.

Under Chen Ye's astonished gaze, the Eight-Limbed Human Face flew farther and farther away.

As for the other members, although covered by the smoke mist, Chen Ye had left them some visibility so they could see the situation on the scene.

Their expressions were also quite unpleasant.

The Eight-Limbed Human Face that they couldn't handle was actually so terrified and panicked before this woman.

They had lost a wolf, only to gain a tiger.

After completing all this, the woman returned to lie down in the sedan chair again.

The blood-colored scythe in her hand returned to the person beside her.

The entire process was simple and efficient.

The leading man then stood up and turned to look toward the smoke mist.

"Friend, shouldn't you come out and meet us? This is rather impolite."

"I'm human, they're human too, no danger!"

By now, the several of them had gathered together.

They were very close, so they could all see each other's facial expressions.

Chen Ye pushed the pink-haired girl: "You're the number one expert in our convoy, you're the most suitable to go."

The pink-haired girl was furious: "I'm a woman, just barely an adult, and you have the nerve to send me? You go!"

Chen Ye pushed Iron Lion: "Iron Lion, you go."

Iron Lion was the most simple-minded and had the strongest vitality. If something happened, he wouldn't die immediately.

Such a simple-minded Iron Lion should be easy to fool, right?

But Mad Lion wasn't asleep at this moment. Hearing Chen Ye looking for a sacrificial pawn, he glared angrily at Chen Ye: "I knew you were no good bird. I'm not even asleep yet, and you're already scheming against me?"

Iron Lion wanted to say something, but was silenced by a glare from Mad Lion.

Well, unexpectedly, Mad Lion was somewhat clever.

Chen Ye turned his gaze to Ding Dong.

Ding Dong turned her face away to look elsewhere, as if something deep in the smoke had caught her attention.

Chen Ye just sighed deeply.

The children have grown up, each with their own thoughts, not so easy to fool anymore.

As for those survivors, forget about them.

Chen Ye tightened the machete at his waist, and the smoke in front of him dispersed.

The four of them directly appeared in the heavy snow.

Since none of you want to be the sacrificial pawn, then let's go together.

With so many people, it wouldn't be easy to target them all at once.

Mad Lion and the pink-haired girl didn't expect Chen Ye to be so shameless, and immediately glared at him angrily.

Ding Dong looked speechless.

Wait, what kind of bizarre convoy did I join? Does everyone have so many schemes?

Chen Ye also looked at the group opposite them.

This group gave Chen Ye the first impression of being devout.

Yes, devout!

Each person had their hands clasped together at their forehead between their eyebrows, forever murmuring some incomprehensible scriptures in a very soft, mysterious manner.

The leading man was very tall, a full 190cm, about forty years old, very scholarly.

And very thin, extremely thin, looking almost like a skeleton.

The black cloak embroidered with gold edges hung somewhat emptily on the man's body.

Estimated weight no more than 120 pounds.

The man walked over, stopping when he was three meters from Chen Ye.

"Wu Jianshan, Worship God Sequence 3 God's Favored, very pleased to meet you!"

Very candid, not only stating his name but also his sequence, even the sequence name.

You should know, every sequence name contains some basic information.

And he just said it outright.

Sequence 3?

He was actually Sequence 3?

A living Sequence 3!

And of the Worship God Sequence!

He had never seen this sequence before, hadn't even heard Chu Che mention it.

Wu Jianshan just smiled as he looked at Chen Ye.

Chen Ye stared at Wu Jianshan's thin face, finding it more and more familiar, as if some memory deep in his mind was being dug out.

But he couldn't recall where he had seen it for the moment.

"Chen Ye, this is Mad Lion, Titan Sequence, Sun Xixi, Sword Immortal Sequence, Ding Dong, Fist Master Sequence."

Chen Ye stated everyone's sequences, but didn't mention his own.

The others simultaneously felt contempt for Chen Ye in their hearts, planning to settle accounts with him after this was over.

There wasn't really a need to hide sequence information.

Especially for someone like Mad Lion - anyone who wasn't a fool could tell.

How could a normal person possibly look like that?

"Uncle, is that you, Uncle?"

Just then, the pink-haired girl suddenly spoke.

The pink-haired girl looked incredulously at the tall, thin man before her.

The man also showed a surprised expression: "Xixi, you're still alive, that's great, that's great!"

Chen Ye also didn't expect the pink-haired girl to encounter a relative here.

Two clear streams of tears immediately flowed from the pink-haired girl's eyes, her mouth twisting, clearly about to burst into loud sobs.

Like a child traveling far from home, having suffered all kinds of grievances, suddenly seeing family.

"Second Uncle, is that you, Second Uncle? Second Uncle!"

A surprised voice came from beside him.

Chen Ye was surprised and turned to look.

He saw Iron Lion also with reddened eyes, looking incredulous.

As for Mad Lion, this guy had a cold expression, his eyes still alert.

Most unbelievable was Chen Ye - wait, Iron Lion and the pink-haired girl were actually relatives?

But no, if Iron Lion's second uncle is the pink-haired girl's uncle, how come the two didn't know each other before?

Something's not right!

"Are you... Uncle Wu?"

Ding Dong's somewhat puzzled voice came through.

Chen Ye quickly turned to look.

He saw Ding Dong also with widened eyes full of disbelief.

"You... also have a connection?"

Chen Ye asked incredulously.

"Uncle Wu used to live next door to us. When I was little, Uncle Wu often came to our house for meals. Sometimes when my parents came home late, I would go to Uncle Wu's house to eat. Uncle Wu is a very good person!"

Chen Ye: "..."

This... is it real or fake?

A trace of suspicion arose in his heart.

The three had already rushed over, surrounding the tall, thin man, asking all kinds of questions, everyone's eyes reddened.

You should know, encountering an acquaintance during the apocalypse was even less probable than winning the lottery.

"Chen Ye, do you really not recognize me?"

The man turned his gaze to Chen Ye.

Chen Ye was stunned for a moment, then the memories in his mind began to gradually clear.

Wu Jianshan, same class in elementary school, same class in middle school, same class in high school.

Even in university, they were roommates.

They were so close they could almost share the same pair of pants.

In university, they even liked the same girl, but unfortunately that girl rejected both of them.

This was Chen Ye's best brother.

Chen Ye's eyes also began to redden.

But... but... no one found it strange that a forty-year-old man was actually classmates with a man in his twenties?

Was this reasonable?

It seemed everyone could ignore this problem!

"Wu Jianshan, why aren't you dead yet, damn, damn... damn..."

"You're actually not dead, not dead..."

"I..."

Emotions stirred, Chen Ye's voice choked up for a moment.

Chen Ye rushed forward and slapped Wu Jianshan on the head.

Wu Jianshan was also stunned - he had generated a classmate relationship, and this guy immediately slapped him.

Damn...

Worship God Sequence, one of the most mysterious and unpredictable sequences.

Worship God Sequence has an ability called Intimate Relationship, which can make the target believe his words and believe that he is someone familiar to them.

This ability, if used well, could be terrifying.

And now, Wu Jianshan used this ability to become Chen Ye's closest brother.

If he had any ideas in the future, this identity would become the sharpest knife stabbed at Chen Ye.

Making Chen Ye completely defenseless.

But Wu Jianshan didn't know that this identity would become his most regretted decision.

Chen Ye was the most ruthless and merciless.

To survive, even if it was his closest brother, as long as the benefits were sufficient, Chen Ye's knife would not hesitate, and he would stab without any psychological burden.

You should know, Chen Ye had already suffered such a loss once before the apocalypse, that time directly pushing Chen Ye into an endless abyss.

If not for the apocalypse...

One could even say that the apocalypse, in a certain sense, was a kind of salvation for Chen Ye.