As the large-scale armor and structure of the cruiser were torn apart, Soshyan and Amnak entered the space environment at once, but fortunately it had no effect on them. The surrounding combat robots also activated the magnetic device to lock themselves immediately, and the landing craft started the engine and floated nearby. However, Soshyan and Amnak didn't care about these things at this time. They were watching the cruiser that had become some kind of "creature". Its entire hull was torn apart, and the stems made of raw meat were beating everywhere. The stems made of raw meat were like a series of curious monuments commemorating the swallowed souls.
Tentacles grew on these penis and crossed over the heads of the two, giving them the feeling of being in a certain depraved arena, and at the heart of the arena was a towering weird obelisk—it was actually composed of two obelisks, entangled with each other, forming a strange spiral with complex inscriptions engraved on them, which looked 1,000 meters high, and stood in the void with a strange halo,
Not far away, a Chaos cruiser was falling apart under the attack of two dragon ships.
Under the obelisk, there are two strange figures, one of which is like a spider, but it is even more terrifying. There are only six twisted legs that extend evenly from the middle body.
But the body has no bristles like the six legs, wrapped in skin covered with dark red mucus, just like the marks left by animals after peeling them, with many raised tumors on the back, pulsing violently, just like spider legs growing in living internal organs.
At the same time, the heavy bass sounded from the bottom of the vibrating abdomen, with hissing, part of the internally-like body cracked longitudinally, and a head flew out of it.
The thing's neck was surprisingly long, with black and red mucus stained on its head, and its head looked like some kind of deformed beast. Six heads were covered with bloodshot eyes, staring at the two of them.
The other is relatively simple, with a height of more than fifty meters, covered with a faceless head like a bone, with a symbol of worship of Scrianes engraved on it. On both sides of the flexible body are arms with four fingers long, and below the abdomen are countless interlaced and squirming thick tentacles.
【Amnark, the great game has no place for you】
【The game is over】
The two sounds did not come out of the air, but went straight through the bones and brain. Although they were so gloomy, they carried an unparalleled power, and even Soshiyang's forehead felt a little tingling after hearing it.
This surprised him very much, but no great demon ever brought him this feeling unless...
They are not demons!
Amnak narrowed his eyes and looked at the two things as if they were thinking. After a while, he finally answered Soshiyang's inner question.
"I got it... they are worshippers of Slaanes in other spaces, they... not demons, they are mirror images of those powerful creatures in this space... the obelisk behind it, must destroy it."
Soshiyang frowned.
"It means they are not creatures of the Galaxy? Is there anything like this...is this witchcraft? Or... technology?"
"It's not necessarily outside the Galaxy, maybe it's an ancient creature from the Galaxy... I'll solve the left, you go and solve the right."
"good."
Then the two of them left the place instantly, and the huge body facing Soshiyang only stood silently. Although they had no eyes, Soshiyang could still feel a malicious gaze watching him, or it might be even more terrifying.
As Soshiyan took a step forward, every time he took a step, he felt that all his thoughts were passing away like a candle being blown out, as if his feelings were being stripped away little by little - he only had painful despair, and he expelled everything else from his mind.
The closer he approached, the more he felt that he was in a state of no way. It seemed that all he controlled was an empty shell, and his inner self did not belong to him. This was a very strange feeling, and it seemed that he could see himself charging without an expression on his face.
Soshyan could feel the force of the grey graft pumping, but it was not helpful to the current situation. He even wanted to close his heavy eyes because there were many rapidly rotating shapes on his eyelids, which made him dizzy and his knees became weak.
This was his first time encountering an attack that could not be broken by grey graft. He didn't know what kind of power this was, but it was definitely not a psionic energy...
But under this strange mental attack, Soshiyang's armor suddenly turned black, and then he found himself again-
He headed straight for his opponent like a thunder, his feet constantly trampling on him, holding the Burning Sky filled with black light.
Realizing that he could not swallow the other party's consciousness, the thing moved, as fast as a gust of wind, and the tentacle whip on his lower body whipped at Soshiyang, trying to trap his legs and arms. Whenever the other things around him were touched by the tentacle, they would immediately turn into a tuft of white smoke and dust, which looked very terrifying.
Soshiyang quickly fought back, and the Yanyang sword cut at the tentacles, cutting them off, and a lot of delicate white sand was leaked out of the cut surface, but those tentacles seemed to be everywhere, and soon two more rolls came.
A tentacle almost hit Soshiyang's cheek, forcing his face to lean back, but he could still feel the subtle burning pain just by the wind brought by the tentacles.
Seeing that his tentacles were constantly cut off, the creature floated to the sky and bent the structure of the real space again. The flickering mesh structure swayed and raised with the strange and low-mouthed spell. Soshiyang drove the black flames to swirl towards the other party, but the other party just flexibly rotated and twisted in the air. The tentacles digged out wisps of shadow matter from the wriggling dark mass, and skillfully weaved the power of destruction with mysterious fractal lines.
At this time, the burning sky of Soshiyang had already risen with black flames, directly sweeping through the mysterious creature, but the shining giant net had also unfolded in front of him.
The next second, before Soshiyan could react, he disappeared from the world-
Or he fell into a strange space, a box in one direction, which seemed to be constantly moving, forming a world composed of extraordinary angles and walls, constantly bending backwards, and strange faces peeking at him from the gaps of transformation - those are creatures with terrifying beauty.
Soshiyang weakly raised his painful head, as if a hungry mouth kissed his cold soul. The power that originally made him extremely confident disappeared at this moment. In this absolutely dead space, he looked around but could not see anything playing the rhythm of the universe.
He held Fen Tian, ​​pulled himself up, and picked up the Yanyang Sword again.
The flowing light and darkness flashed on his solemn face, and then, incredibly, he smiled.
Just as he did this, his expression slipped down again, as if he was wearing a close-fitting mask that had temporarily lost his grip.
【As you see, as I see】
[One day the loser goes to collapse, one day the loser disappears completely]
Chapter completed!