What a bizarre fantasy is this?

The simple and elegant long conference table has become a stage for terror to show off its power.

The horror that should have been obscured by the mists of time has submerged this blasphemous place, spreading unbridled unclean pollution that desecrates all living beings.

The filthy bark that stirs the soul, while corroding the real man, also pollutes the light of reason of the angels.

The priests no longer dare to imagine what kind of terror the unknown existence will face in this terrifying vortex?

yes!

What a fear!

Even Ning Xiuyuan, who had been teased by fate, fell into a dilemma when faced with the siege of the four old rulers.

Tyrant, redefines distance and time.

Extreme cold, against the blood of Cthulhu and the blazing heat of Rogog.

The dream gods emerged from Ning Xiuyuan's face, as if trying to break free from the shackles of hell, letting out ear-piercing screams and resisting Krasin's nightmare cage.

Instigator, trying his best to reconcile the Sekman Knip Power Word!

Everything seemed just right.

As everyone knows, it is this coincidence that weaves the cage of despair that imprisons Ning Xiuyuan.

When Ning Xiuyuan instinctively used the counterattack to fight against the attack, his spirituality, rationality, and even wisdom were all attracted. The hunter lurking in the darkness, grinding his teeth and sucking blood, lay dormant, waiting for a fatal blow.

hit!

This is a fatal situation!

Even if Ning Xiuyuan discovered the horror lurking in the darkness, he could not summon the strength to help.

In other words, the feint attack in front of you is a main attack in itself!

After all, the two sides are vastly outnumbered!

The most important thing is that this fatal situation was woven out of the horizontal striped sheep's eyes that penetrated Ning Xiuyuan's countless secrets.

All the participants had fought against Ning Xiuyuan.

The robes are all too familiar with Ning Xiuyuan.

It was this familiarity that led the commanders to brazenly choose to launch an attack at Ning Xiuyuan's home court.

Only in this home field can Ning Xiuyuan's identity be determined.

Therefore, this seemingly reckless move is actually carefully orchestrated.

At this moment, even if Ning Xiuyuan hadn't figured out the cause and effect yet, he still had a pretty good guess.

Because the one who was brutally besieged was his true body.

As for the "Lord of Twilight" sitting at the head of the desk, it is just a clone of him.

However, even this clone fell into some indescribable sluggishness when the attack occurred, much like the 'ghoul' transformation of the god of the charnel house.

It seemed that Ning Xiuyuan had no chance of winning.

In fact, this is not the case.

In the Twilight Monastery, he also has a clone guarding [Eye of Destruction. Saigea].

Ning Xiuyuan, who was extremely experienced in fighting, quickly took advantage of the "time suspension" feature of this space and used this clone to control the source of machinery and evolve an anti-matter cannon.

At the same time, the oracle was sent down and the "Old God. Dawn Pope: Bernard" was summoned to help.

At the same time, he kept writing with [historian's pen] in hand.

The parchment made from the blood of the Night Dire carries the deception of fate, and Chinese characters pour out on the parchment.

The God of the Ashram waited for the old attack in such a hurry. Although the Lord of Twilight was caught off guard, at this time

In the place of suspension, the Lord of Twilight is the only master after all.

"This space will follow the will of the Lord of Twilight, squeezing out the god of the charnel house... and pushing Krasin out of the emptiness." This space will follow the will of the lord of dusk, suspending the god of the charnel house.

when

Countless temptations froze at the tip of the pen.

It is both a rejection of fate and a reminder of the future.

Although this space created with the "nameless fog" has the characteristic of pausing time, Ning Xiuyuan's clone can prepare calmly.

But Ning Xiuyuan's status is still too low after all.

There is simply no way to completely control this space, so that it is impossible to squeeze out the old god of the burial place.

"Hereby

Ning Xiuyuan took a deep breath, turned his pen slightly, and wrote again:

"The attack of the God of the Corpse tempts those young people hiding among the angels. They may not know who the God of the Corpse is attacking. But they realize that this may be an opportunity."

"They decided to take action

Huh?

Ning Xiuyuan was shocked, with a look of astonishment on his face.

He just gave it a try, but he didn't expect that the historian's pen would actually advance history!

"etc!"

Ning Xiuyuan's clone stopped the anti-matter cannon from firing, and suddenly looked towards the tributary of time.

‘Wow!

The branch of time flows forward for one second.

Just in this moment, a dazzling light suddenly bloomed in Li Ming's eyes!

That was the roar of [Eye of Deep Space. Blind Wise Ape].

"Old rules, God of Space!"

While Ning Xiuyuan was struggling to support himself, two simultaneous reminders suddenly echoed in his ears.

"This is?

In the midst of his surging thoughts, an angry ape roared, tearing the sky and shattering his eardrums.

"Ho ho ho

I saw a dark figure suddenly rush out among the angels watching the battle. If I looked carefully, I saw that it was an eyeless giant ape with arms hanging down from its feet.

This glance became the swan song for all living beings to see!

The moment the robes saw the eyeless giant ape, they also lost control of their eyes, and the world suddenly fell into a lightless abyss.

It’s not dark!

It's the priests who are blind.

The Eye of Deep Sky transformed into a blind wise ape, cursing the entire battlefield.

The robe roared, breaking away from the miserable upright curse of mankind, using its arms as feet, stepping on the strings of space and time, and jumped into the tentacles that were entangled into a ball.

[Magic: Disintegration)

The Chaos Dharma God, who was hiding somewhere, tacitly delivered a fatal blow.

The virtual power created with all living beings as anchors falls on the slimy tentacles, like aqua regia pouring into flesh and blood, like boiling water steaming dirty snow!

The tentacles flowing with protoplasm, flesh and blood suddenly disintegrated, and before the sleeves could grow back, the giant ape's arms had already inserted into them. "Beep."

The striped sheep screamed in pain. He could feel a sense-obliterating force pouring into Xiu's body crazily! Xiu could no longer maintain the siege on Ning Xiuyuan.

Sheep pupils were constantly squeezed out of the body surface, trying to see the enemy clearly, but no matter how many sheep pupils they had, they were meaningless at this moment. The robe could only dislocate the space and flee crazily.

"Roar!'

The blind wise ape climbed on the slimy tentacles and jumped towards the body of the Striped Sheep Eye. A stream of magic bloomed at the foot of the robe, destroying the Striped Sheep Eye's counterattack.

"Kill the priests!!! Kill the priests!!!"

The spiral mouthparts emit an indecipherable roar, which is the striped sheep's cry for help!

Even if they come as clones, the combination of the Deep Sky Eye and the God of Chaos is a crushing and crushing attack that the robe cannot resist.

Xiu was angry, struggling, and roaring.

This situation made Ling Xiu think of the humiliation of being swallowed by white worms.

The three pillar gods of Gliuwo have a tradition of controlling the past and even the incarnations of foreign gods. They even have extremely rich sealing experience! They don't want to fall into a near-death sleep again.

However, what makes Xiu even more angry and desperate is that in the face of his roar, the gods of the charnel house, Krasin and Rogog, are not moved at all!

Instead, the priests besieged Ning Xiuyuan more and more crazily.

The god of the charnel house longs for the power of the Lord of Dreams. Only in this way can he control the dream world and let his ghouls spread throughout the universe.

As the incarnation of Cthulhu, Krasin and Rogog are even more unlikely to give up this opportunity to control the real person.

As for the horizontal striped sheep pupils?

The leaders can't control it, and they don't want to.

At this moment, Ning Xiuyuan's situation was even more precarious than before.
Chapter completed!