Chapter Five Hundred and Twenty Doom and Steal
The darkness is shrouded, and the stars are shining brightly.
Li Ming stood in the void, looking at the busy Ning Xiuyuan covered in starlight, trying to get some clues from the curse seal ceremony he arranged.
'The heart of the enchanted rat, the blood of demons and ghosts, the starlight agate from Leng Yuan...is this going to open a dream passage?'
‘He is the god of phantom sleep, why bother?”
"Unless...the things you swallow are huge and the time is short.'
'What could it be?'
While thinking about it at dawn, Ning Xiuyuan, who finally completed the arrangement, stopped and prayed in a low voice.
A piece of obscure and blasphemous language that stirred the soul was spat out from Ning Xiuyuan's ancient and smooth lips. Hearing just the first syllable of Dawn, his mind suddenly agitated!
This is Yin Lidheim language!
This is the white curse!
Ning Xiuyuan was actually reciting the prayer of the white worm.
Dawn's heart surged, and she knew that the white worm had fallen into a death-like sleep;
We also know that Ning Xiuyuan replaced the white worm in fate.
But how Ning Xiuyuan did it, she never knew, and she was even more curious.
Now it seems that Ning Xiuyuan is very likely to be prepared to solve the hidden dangers!
Don’t forget, he specifically asked about the composition of the characteristics of “stealing divinity” before.
As his thoughts wandered, a force darker than the darkness among the stars swept out.
Like a terrifying black torrent, it swept away Ning Xiuyuan and Ming Ming.
Between the ebb and flow of the tide, it quickly returns to silence.
It's as if nothing ever happened here.
There are only extraordinary objects hidden in the darkness, waiting for the call of their masters.
…
"This is...the big iceberg Yin Keers?"
When the darkness surrounding him subsided and Dawn regained his vision again, he was immediately shocked by the scenery in front of him.
This is an ocean;
A black ocean that stinks of smog and is as thick as mud!
During the period when a large number of ice floes floated.
Looking around, at the edge of the horizon of the ocean and space model lake, you can vaguely see the stretching glaciers, like disgusting white maggots, lying prone and squirming among them!
"Yes! After the white worm died, the thick, foul-smelling black mucus spurted out from her wounds and flooded Yin Jiers." Ning Xiuyuan said with emotion.
"So this is the body fluid of white worms?"
Liming looked surprised. She pondered for a moment and couldn't help but ask:
"I'm curious, how did you kill the white worm? Even if you can recover your old power from the past, it will be difficult to kill her on the big iceberg Yinkels. Or is there someone helping you?"
Ning Xiuyuan said: "In this crazy and twisted world, fate will always give gifts in a way that you can't expect."
With that said, Ning Xiuyuan, who was suspended in the air, suddenly fell into the black ocean.
Dawn saw this and followed closely.
As Ning Xiuyuan landed, there seemed to be an invisible force field around his body, repelling the black slime from approaching.
So when Ning Xiuyuan fell into the deep sea, a transparent bubble formed.
As the bubble slowly sank, a majestic palace built in the glacier rift valley, which blasphemed human aesthetics, appeared in front of us.
"White worm?!!"
As the bubbles gradually expanded, expelling the black mucus that flooded the palace, the huge fat mountain of flesh that tainted human imagination and stacked like cream suddenly came into view.
What shocked Li Ming was that between the three points of the white worm's eye socket and the toothless and tongueless mouth, there was a silver ice blade inserted!
The mucus that made up the black ocean was spurting out from the cracks in the ice blade, and was expelled out of the palace by the bubbles.
'So, was the white worm killed by you like this? The ice blade made of white worms? Or was it between three points, like the reverse scale position?'
The silver ice blade exuding cold air made Dawn's heart sway!
She seemed to be able to think of the tragic scene of how Ning Xiuyuan, who was transformed into Yin Lidheim, fought for his life in despair, but accidentally killed the white worm!
What a crazy and twisted universe!
Who would have thought that the weakness of the White Worm, the Great Old One, would be so obvious, like the giant dragon in a fairy tale.
etc!
If the White Worm's weakness is so obvious, isn't Ning Xiuyuan afraid that after she finds out, she will cause harm to him in a future full of infinite possibilities?
Or is she so conceited that she deliberately exposes her weaknesses and flogs herself?
Dawn's eyes flickered.
In any case, she remembered the fatal wound of the white worm and the silver ice blade.
…
Looking at Li Ming with twinkling eyes, Ning Xiuyuan's face was expressionless. He guessed that this stupid girl must be thinking about the ice blade and even the location of the wound.
As everyone knows, how can it be so easy to kill white worms?
The right time, the right place, and the self-sacrifice of life for life are all indispensable.
Does Dawn have a future?
Will Li Ming find a way to leak this news?
Ning Xiuyuan will sneer and wait for the enemy to take the bait. He who holds the power of phantom sleep will never let the "right time" appear.
As his thoughts faded, Ning Xiuyuan grabbed the air and took out a black glove.
The moment the gloves appeared, Li Mingtong's hole suddenly dilated.
She smelled a familiar smell from the gloves.
That's her hair!
The light of the craftsman, Manfield, impressively knitted the stolen divinity gathered in Dawn's hair into a black glove.
Ning Xiuyuan put on his gloves, injected his spirituality into them, and suddenly raised his hand to point at the white worm.
【doom】
The doom that leads the target to slide into the abyss.
In an instant, the gray luck surrounding the white worm was dyed black.
This blackness spreads rapidly like ink into clear water. Not only is it not diluted, it even intensifies, eventually turning into a thick black cloud.
Ning Xiu saw the sight and then suddenly clenched his fist.
【steal】
With [Joint Scholar] as the core, it has the authority to imitate the power of all gods and above, and rise at will.
At the same time, the Trade Inquisitor suddenly attached himself to this stolen power and tried to trade the White Worm's extraordinary ritual.
The white worm, which has long fallen into a death slumber, has been eroded by misfortune, and slipped into the abyss of destiny, is unable to resist the theft from divinity.
The power of the white worm seemed to be mirrored and grew out of Ning Xiuyuan's body.
However, Ning Xiuyuan frowned quietly.
"As expected."
What he wants is not the power of the white worm, but the extraordinary ritual derived from the white worm.
From a certain perspective, Ning Xiuyuan has actually replaced the white worm through the "Snake of Destiny".
Now he is just a clone of the white worm, just like Krasin is to Cthulhu.
However, he was extremely afraid of the resurrection of the white worm.
The reason is simple. He has not contained the extraordinary characteristics of the white worm. Once the white worm is resurrected, he will inevitably lose control and die.
To make an inappropriate metaphor, he is now similar to the sub-personality of a white worm.
The power of the white worm is based on the main personality and does not identify with his sub-personality.
Therefore, once this power is activated as the body wakes up, the sub-personality will inevitably disappear.
His purpose was to use bad luck and steal divinity to increase the probability of success in trading the Inquisitor and trade the extraordinary ritual of the white worm.
Then trade this ritual to "Sub-Personality Ning Xiuyuan" to complete the final devouring.
Unfortunately, the trading judge failed.
No.
It should be said that White Worm has nothing to trade with.
"It seems that my guess is correct. Most of the old rulers are born, and there is no so-called extraordinary ritual. The so-called extraordinary ritual is just a despicable imitation of inferior creatures."
Chapter completed!