The Reborn Lord descended at the exit of the formation world.
This situation also shocked the deceased venerable.
He didn't expect that his master would have such a method.
It turns out that I can directly cross the space and come here.
"Master..."
The deceased venerable looked at the reborn venerable in front of him.
He was actually speechless for a moment.
The reborn venerable is still quite intimidating in the hearts of the deceased venerable.
"Traitor!"
"What do you want to do?"
The reborn venerable looked at the deceased venerable who was speechless in front of him.
The expression on his face was very angry.
The deceased Venerable's behavior was undoubtedly because he knew what he asked Nezha to do.
Otherwise, why would the deceased Lord appear here?
It's just that the reborn venerable didn't think of it.
In fact, this is Nezha's plan.
Now the reborn Venerable is under tremendous pressure.
He had already started to become crazy.
"Master..."
"I didn't think about it..."
The deceased wanted to explain what he had done.
But the reborn Venerable didn't seem to want to give him this opportunity.
The figure of the reborn Venerable disappeared directly on the spot.
The deceased Venerable looked at this situation.
He also jerked back directly in the direction behind him.
He knew that even though he had just absorbed a believer's token.
But in terms of overall strength.
He will still not be a match for the Reborn Venerable.
I saw the reborn Venerable extending one hand.
In the space around the deceased venerable, a completely invisible cage appeared directly.
The whole body of the deceased venerable was directly wrapped in skin.
"It seems that the reborn Venerable still has some mercy."
Nezha looked at this situation and spoke slowly.
He can see it.
Facing this disciple, the Reverend Rebirth actually did not want to kill him.
After all, he still wanted to save his disciple's life.
"Are you really willing to be so subordinate to others?"
Just when the reborn venerable was using his magical powers.
In the mind of the deceased venerable.
But a voice suddenly appeared.
This voice is very deep.
It's like a horn.
"Who are you?"
"Why is it on my mind?"
The deceased venerable was very shocked.
The reborn Venerable in front of me is already very difficult.
Now there was something wrong even in his mind.
This made the deceased a little panicked.
"I am the walking Chaos, Nyarlathotep!"
Just when the deceased Venerable was thinking about how to survive under the reincarnation of the Venerable.
The deceased venerable's entire consciousness was suddenly brought to a strange space.
This space is very dark, with almost no light visible.
The figure of the deceased venerable appeared in this space out of thin air.
"Where is this?"
"Who is it?!"
The deceased Venerable looked at the dark space in front of him.
Yelled angrily.
But it was as if he was the only one in this space.
No one responded to the roar of the deceased venerable.
"Who the hell is this?"
"Why did you bring me here?!"
The deceased Venerable saw no one who did not reply to his words.
Still roaring incessantly.
"I am the voice of Chaos, Nyarlathotep!"
"It's an honor for you to be here!"
That deep voice sounded again.
A man with dark skin and a thin build who looked like an Egyptian pharaoh.
Appear in front of the deceased venerable.
He was draped in colorful robes and wore a golden double crown that naturally shone with light. He was tall and thin, exuding a dark aura.
The deceased Venerable looked at the figure that suddenly appeared in front of him.
He can feel it.
This person's power is more than ten times stronger than him.
It's just the aura emanating from his body.
It all made the deceased Venerable a little out of breath.
What's more, the deceased venerable can also see it.
This is just a clone of this person's consciousness.
Just a clone of consciousness can show such powerful power.
So how powerful is this guy's body?
"Congratulations, you have become the person chosen by me!"
"This will be the most honorable and proud thing in your life."
The man who called himself Nyarlathotep spoke in a low voice.
"Choose me?"
The deceased Venerable was somewhat confused by what the man in front of him said.
"You have my token on you."
"In addition, you are already on the verge of despair now."
"This is how the seal on the token was opened by mistake."
Nyarlathotep looked at the deceased venerable and spoke slowly.
"Your token?"
The deceased Venerable spoke with some doubts.
The only token he has with him.
It is a token called "Bai Wu Tun".
But this token was given to him by a previous low-level believer.
The deceased venerable was completely unable to realize that the creator of this token could be such a powerful being.
He felt like the person in front of him.
The aura emanating from his body was no weaker than that of Yog-Sothoth, who he saw coming with the strongest token at that time.
The two are almost as powerful as each other!
"Yes, that token belongs to me."
"But a yoke was placed on him."
"Used normally, it's just a low-level token."
"But when someone can inherit chaos in this world."
"This token will awaken you!"
"Break through his shackles."
"Show your true form."
"I will appear along with it. The real name of this token is called [Devouring of Chaos]"
Nyarlathotep's deep voice sounded.
The deceased venerable was also very shocked.
He had no idea that the token in his hand would have such a great significance.
Because he can detect it.
Nyarlathotep in front of him.
Compared to Yog-Sothoth.
Judging from the aura, he is only slightly stronger than Yog-Sothoth.
Such a existence.
It is almost possible to run rampant in this universe.
From this, the deceased Venerable also judged the identity of the person in front of him.
Although he didn't know what kind of status Nyarlathotep had among these indescribable beings...
But what he can be sure of is this.
Nyarlathotep's status must not be low.
It is almost the same as Yog-Sothoth.
And such a powerful existence is now actually related to himself.
This makes me feel both excitement and fear in my heart.
Because as long as you come into contact with an existence of Nyarlathotep's level.
He will gain more power.
But at the same time, he lacked understanding of Nyarlathotep himself.
In other words, he didn't know the details of Nyarlathotep at all.
In this way, he had no idea what kind of power Nyarlathotep would give him.
And he doesn't know what consequences he will face after coming into contact with these powers.
Everything is unknown to him at the moment.
"You awakened my token!"
"You will become my disciple!"
"Accept my power, accept the power of chaos!"
Nyarlathotep spoke slowly.
in his deep voice.
Full of confusion.
The deceased Venerable actually couldn't help but want to agree to him.
But who was the deceased Venerable?
After all, he is a well-known existence in the outer world.
How could one be so easily beguiled by just a few words?
"What good does it do me to be your disciple?!"
The deceased Venerable said coldly.
Although he still had some drumming in his heart.
But he knows.
I want to strive for favorable conditions with the guy in front of me.
Don't put yourself too low at the beginning.
Once he places himself too low, he and Nyarlathotep will have no room for negotiation.
Although his own strength is not as good as the powerful existence in front of him.
But at least let the other person know that you are not afraid of death at all.
Nyarradhudeep himself said it just now.
There are actually very few people who can awaken his token, almost none.
Otherwise, the [Devouring of Chaos] would not be regarded as a low-level token.
It has been used for so long.
So there must be something fishy in this.
The deceased Venerable quickly reacted.
It should be that so far, no one except him can awaken the true appearance of these tokens.
So since that's the case, he can negotiate terms with Nyarlathotep.
After all, only he can use this token at this point in time.
It would be outrageous not to give him any benefit.
"Accept my power and you will become the most powerful person in the world!"
"But on the contrary, you must obey my orders!"
"Dedicate the life of this world to me, and I will wish that you will not be corroded by time in these long years!"
Nyarlathotep spoke without any emotion.
His attitude towards the deceased venerable.
It doesn't seem to be the case, since he is the only one who can use his token to get better.
It's just an attitude towards some items.
This situation made the deceased venerable feel quite unhappy.
When had I ever been so angry?
He was walking sideways in the outer world anyway, and no one dared to say no.
Now in front of this guy, he actually doesn't get any respect at all.
But I thought that I could gain more power through it.
It feels like there is nothing left in the afterlife.
"good!"
"I promise you!"
After weighing it again and again.
The deceased Lord finally agreed to the conditions proposed by Nyarlatto.
After all, for him now.
There is no choice at all.
His body is still hunting for his master, the Reverend Sheng.
If he does not obtain other powers at this time, he will most likely be killed by the Reborn Lord.
This situation was completely unacceptable to him.
He has endured so much humiliation and suffering to get to where he is today.
He couldn't give up all this easily.
So after thinking like this, he agreed to Nyarlathotep's suggestion.
Choose to merge with the power of Chaos.
"You made a very wise choice!"
"You'll be glad you made your choice!"
"Integrate the power of chaos and eventually return to chaos!"
"Beyond the realm of light and darkness, reaching directly into the unstoppable void;"
"In this disgusting cemetery hidden in the universe, the sound of crazy beating of giant drums and the subtle, monotonous and blasphemous timbre of the flute came from the dark room that transcended time and imagination."
"In response to this abominable beating and blowing, those huge and dark ultimate gods - those blind, mute, stupid gods - are dancing slowly, clumsily and absurdly. And their souls are chaos.
."
An ancient sacrifice, a string of melodious sounds.
Just like this, it came to mind in the mind of the deceased venerable.