Easton and the Serpent's Coil Chapter 1

"What did you see?"

"A mountain of corpses and a sea of   blood."

"Why did you come?"

"Coming for murder."

"Easton." The true Buddha lowered his eyes with compassion, "When you turn around, you will find the shore."

Easton raised his head and relaxed. His eyes were cold, the hem of his clothes was soaked in blood, and the blade of his sword was hanging on the ground. Surrounded by a hopeless sea of   blood, there are countless gods and Buddhas above his head.

He said softly: "It's too late."

Easton stepped onto the steps, and the three thousand armors in the clouds all retreated. Every time he takes a step, Sanqianjia takes a step back. Everyone was silent in front of him. He was obviously alone, but he made all the gods in the world feel like they were facing powerful enemies. He walked so slowly, as if he was walking around normally, as if he was still the Lord Linsong that everyone knew.

The lotus pond of the Brahma Altar rippled and was muddy with dripping blood drops. Sterling Li, the commander of Yunjian Sanqianjia, knelt in front of the lotus pond, held up his spear, and shouted hoarsely, "Easton... why are you doing this! Once today is over, there will be no place for you anymore." . How hateful and resentful you are! Even if he is at fault, he should be dealt with by Jiutian Realm. Why don't you speak up? Why do you always insist on going your own way? ---! "

Sterling Li actually vomited blood, his eyes were red, his whole body was shaking, and he was choking.

"---Don't you want to live?"

Easton has already stepped onto the last step. He seems to have withdrawn his warmth elsewhere, leaving only the bone-piercing coldness. The real Buddha in the Brahma Altar was holding flowers facing him, and the monks behind him were chanting sutras in unison. The sky was covered with people, but no one was beside him. The edge of his sword hit the ground lightly, and he finally stopped.

A large golden coffin lies in front of the Buddha without a lid. The triple-printed Brahma chain is locked layer by layer, revealing the man with closed eyes inside, looking peaceful, as if sleeping.

"You have committed a heinous crime, and you still persist in your opinion." The true Buddha looked at Easton with a compassionate face, "My father is in front of you, but you are still unwilling to put down the butcher knife. You want to destroy all the merits of your life and commit murder. Will you stop only if your father kills your friend?"

Easton seemed to have not heard anything, and the Swallowing Spring Sword flipped his hand and swept across it, and a line of green light suddenly brightened. The chants of the monks stopped suddenly, and then a strong wind roared out from the green light. For a moment, everyone covered their faces and shook, but the true Buddha remained standing.

"Easton." The true Buddha said kindly, "bow down and obey orders, take refuge in the Brahma altar. Put down the butcher knife and become a Buddha immediately."

Lotus flowers bloomed everywhere, the Buddha's light shone everywhere, and the sound of chanting sutras began again. Three thousand armored men in the clouds shouted in unison and came in to kill. In the distance, the long-ringing bells on the Nine Heavens Platform sound far away, and the goddess of music and music looks like she is weeping. But he saw that Easton did not retreat but advanced, the green ribbon color melted into the sonorous silver armor, and the bright red blood flowers exploded together. The clouds were covered with a layer of red clouds, and the swallowing spring sword flashed like liquid mercury. The blood disturbed everyone's minds. Among the gods, some people covered their mouths and noses and backed away. They looked at Easton in shock and fear. They wondered how Linsong Lord, who had rarely made friends with him in the past, suddenly turned into such a god of killing.

Wherever Easton passed, blood flowed down the steps. He couldn't hear other people's dissuasion, he only had the golden coffin in his eyes and heart. The real Buddha seemed to be sighing, but to him it seemed as if he was far away. When he passed by Sterling Li, Sterling Li raised his arm to block her, but only his fingertips brushed against the hem of Easton's clothes. At that moment when the golden light and the red glow intertwined, the two of them became different from each other.

"Easton---!" Sterling Li suddenly felt sad. He staggered up and reached out to chase after him. But his armor weighed down his body and he was seriously injured. I saw Easton's back disappearing into the golden light, the real Buddha lowered his finger, the swallowing spring sword exploded with green light, and the world was violently jumped by the strong wind. The swallowing spring sword had passed through the Vatican chain and took away the head of the man in the coffin. The next moment, the hopeless sea of   blood crashed into the waves, and the Four Lords of the Nine Heavens pressed their seals together. The clouds seemed to have been hit hard, and the Nine Heavens Realm shook violently.

The stars gather together, the Sanskrit spins, and the golden light forms a hurricane. The monks chanted faster, and Easton was surrounded. Having fulfilled his wish, he threw the head down the stairs and slowly looked back. Sterling Li didn't know when his face burst into tears. In this moment, he saw Easton reply to him.

Don't you want to live anymore?

This is the end of life, no more.

In the flash of lightning and stone fire, Sterling Li saw that Easton was shattered in the encirclement, and even the cyan fluorescent light was extinguished together. From then on, there was no more Linsong Lord in heaven and earth. All his past and past memories were blown away by the wind, and they disappeared without any earth to bury them.