Thousands of Hearts

Passing through the quiet and dead buildings, Wang Yiyang soon stopped in front of a fifteen-story dome building.

This is the City Department Store, the busiest area in the city.

Milissa's parents are small employees of this company, and their income is considered rich, so they can live a good life in this city.

It was already very late at this time, and the heavy bell at twelve o'clock at 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 if there are any good materials..." With a calm expression on his face, he walked slowly towards the lobby of the building.

On the first floor, the two night receptionists on duty were sleeping and resting on the table.

Wang Yiyang walked past the two of them, and the two receptionists suddenly tilted their heads and fell into a deeper sleep.

Wang Yiyang's eyes glowed with a strange light, and he flashed across the bodies of the two women one by one, but soon, he didn't see what he wanted from the two.

At his level, as a psychic master and an extremely strong hypnotist, he has long been able to judge a person's approximate quality level from the pure psychic level.

As for the two receptionists, the spiritual light on their bodies was about to dim and disappear.

When the psychic light disappears, it means that this person has completely become a garbage manipulated by the body's instinctive desires.

Without the psychic light, humans are no different from ordinary poultry.

Chaotic consciousness is useless to Wang Yiyang at this time.

The same goes for the two women in front of me.

Wang Yiyang continued to move forward, his body seemed unreal, ignoring all the blocking iron gates and blocked wooden doors along the way.

Soon we reached the second floor.

On the second floor, in the quiet hall, there is a large group of people in black robes from the Lite Sect, who are placing special candles for sacrificial offerings.

Beside the candles, there were also several wriggling men and women tied up.

Among them were Milissa's parents.

One of the leaders of the Lite Cult saw Wang Yiyang flying out of the darkness at a glance, and immediately screamed in fright and anger.

"This man saw my lord!! Kill him!!"

In the entire lobby on the second floor, there were probably hundreds of black-robed cultists.

Hearing this voice, all the cult members suddenly turned their heads and looked at Wang Yiyang.

Wang Yiyang was unmoved. Looking straight at the center of the sacrifice, there is a strange statue with a mouse head and a human body with six hands and six feet.

Snapped.

Wang Yiyang snapped his fingers.

Immediately, all the ratmen around froze, and all their psychic consciousness was instantly put into the prison of thought.

Amidst a large thud, these cultists fell to the ground one after another, losing their vitality.

For the current Wang Yiyang, this level is like playing house.

In front of him, these little fellows who couldn't even reach level 6 reformers didn't even have the qualifications to look directly at his perception.

Just releasing their perception at will can destroy all their consciousness.

However, Wang Yiyang has always been a frugal person, so it is better to lock him into a prison of thought and become nourishment.

"In this way, the Devourer of Souls in my new identity is really right." Wang Yiyang felt a little coincidence in his heart.

On his side, he snapped his fingers and killed all the cultists present, and immediately seemed to anger the strange statue erected in the middle.

The statue's eyes glowed red, its body began to swell and grow, and a large black tentacles grew out of its 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-man-tall statue swelled to a height of more than three meters, and large groups of black energy gathered on its six hands and six feet.

A low, moan-like whisper began to echo in Wang Yiyang's ears.

"Those who offend the gods will have their souls perish forever....!"

"Look into my eyes." Wang Yiyang interrupted him suddenly, his eyes met those of the statue.

Before the tall rat-headed statue finished speaking, it paused, and the red light in its eyes quickly dimmed.

It looked at the eyes in front of it, those eyes were like a psychedelic abyss, and there were countless things it wanted hidden in it.

Resources, believers, territory, revenge!

There is everything there, countless illusions and messages are like living creatures, drilling into its sea of ​​consciousness.

It gradually became a little confused.

Not long after, it slowly began to show an expression of enjoyment.

In the illusion, he gained supreme authority, and he became the most powerful old god in the heavens. Even the main gods in the original courtyard knelt down to him and begged for mercy because of fear.

Power, infinite power!

Kaka!

Large cracks began to appear all over its body.

Consciousness breaks away from the statue because of sinking and being pulled into the prison of thought.

After a crash, finally, the entire statue lost its sustenance and shattered automatically.

"Zizi...this taste..." Wang Yiyang felt the pure spiritual energy flowing out of the prison of thought.

He has collected many gods from the real world. Whether it is the God of Chaos or the God of Order, their taste is far less delicious than the gods here.

It's like the difference between freeze-dried meat and freshly picked seafood.

"It's such a wonderful soul....It's a pity...If I can eat this guy's body, maybe the taste will be even better..."

Wang Yiyang has regrets in his heart.

But right now, it's not time for him to confront the old god head-on.

Everything is focused on the overall situation.

He could feel that after devouring the mouse god avatar, his perception primordial spirit seemed to go one step further.

This apparent progress seems to be due to the fact that the laws of this universe are different. It has a certain perfecting effect on him.

But eating this rat god in the future may not be of much use.

After the matter was over, Wang Yiyang glanced at the men and women whose mouths were tied.

"Come on, look into my eyes..."

He walked over with a smile.

If it weren't for the scruples about the big guy above his head who is everywhere now.

He has already perceived to cover the whole world, directly modifying the thinking and soul of everyone here.

But it's also interesting to take it step by step.

Wang Yiyang already felt that he hadn't enjoyed such fun for a long time.

When he walked out of the department store, the kidnapped sacrificers behind him saluted him respectfully one by one, and then left quickly.

Just a look changed their minds and hearts, making them crazily awe, obey and worship Wang Yiyang.

This is where Wang Yiyang's horror is now.

With hypnotism combined with judgment-level perception, he can easily crush everything without even using the signs of the evil spider mother on his body.

The clone of the old god just now had at most the strength of the Huiyue level, as weak as an ant.

But the soul is delicious.

Wang Yiyang walked towards his residence while recalling the taste just now.

He is completely free now.

Live leisurely every day, complete identity system tasks, read newspaper news, and find out what is fun around you. Occasionally come out for a taste of food.

Isn't this the ordinary life he dreamed of before?

"I used to be too conservative. Such a wonderful universe, 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 Mirissa had finished washing and rested in the guest room.

As expected, the two slept in the same room and were exercising vigorously.

When this kind of fear reaches the extreme, it is easiest to collide with sparks, and then release the high pressure through this instinctive primitive movement.

Wang Yiyang didn't care.

He looked at the big guy above his head again.

It was found that even if he ate the soul of the rat-headed man, the one above his head did not move.

"It seems quite relaxed." Wang Yiyang thought for a while.

"So, what about this?"

Swish!

His terrifying perception, like a storm star, was released suddenly, centering on him and rapidly spreading towards the surroundings.

Perception is like a huge invisible glass cover, with Wang Yiyang as the base point, zooming in on the surroundings of the entire city.

One hundred meters, one thousand meters, ten thousand meters, beyond the city, across fields, woods, rivers.

Finally, the one above his head moved slightly.

Wang Yiyang suddenly withdrew his perception.

Swish!

The terrifying perception storm just now disappeared without a trace as if it had never appeared before.

At the same time, all the Lite believers in the entire city were pulled out of their souls and suddenly fell limp to the ground.

Countless spiritual energy flowed into this villa like a beam of light, and flowed into Wang Yiyang's body.

"Okay, I know the scale." He smiled.

Soon, the movement in the upstairs guest room gradually quieted down. There was a sound of sleep in the room.

Wang Yiyang shot out a trace of black air casually, and then let it fly out of the window, flying towards the center of the city in the distance.

The black air flew around the entire city, and then left a message.

This is marking the territory, this is his territory, if anyone wants to invade, don't blame him for doing it.

Although Wang Yiyang covets the taste of the souls of evil gods and ancient gods here, he also knows that the mission is the most important thing.

Keeping the three nodes well at the moment is the core.

"I need some manpower to help me protect the three nodes..."

Wang Yiyang thought for a while, and suddenly he remembered the new ability he had just obtained before, the eternal silk thread.

This is the housekeeping skill of the dignified Evil Spider Mother.

It is a terrifying talent that can weave everything and connect everything.

"So, how to use this thing?" Wang Yiyang thought about how to use this ability to speed up the completion of the task.

"Since everything can be connected in series, then..." Wang Yiyang thought for a while, and spit out a strand of black-red soul fragments.

This is the soul fragment of the old rat-headed god.

"That's it." Wang Yiyang was still savoring the taste of the other party.

So just point your finger.

A tiny black silk thread suddenly rippled out from the void behind him, and landed precisely on his palm.

"Put it on."

Wang Yiyang held the silk thread and threaded it through his arm several times. Anyway, his body can be blurred at any time, and threading is very simple.

Then it was worn a few times on the soul fragments of the Rathead Old God.

"alright."

Wang Yiyang let go of his hand.

"In this way, the encounter between you and me is destined by fate! An inescapable fate."

The black silk thread slowly faded and disappeared.

Wang Yiyang let go of the soul fragments at will, letting them fly away and disappear.

"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 next steps could be greatly simplified.

At that time, if you meet someone delicious, you can directly let the other party be "destined" to meet you.