Through the occult knowledge obtained through touch, Griffith knew that the Lord's flesh and blood was rotting and withering, and the wreckage was radiating terrible evil every moment. After the corrupted spiritual energy merged with the creatures here, it corroded them and gave birth to two kinds of creatures. A mysterious existence. One is the shadow monster. Shadow monsters are a rare kind of shadow creature. They did not exist in this plane before they appeared, so they can attack regardless of most physical and magical defenses. They possess a powerful aura called "Nightmare Aura" Ability, intelligent creatures who witness their existence will continuously lose their sanity. When the sanity of intelligent creatures is reduced to a certain level, the shadow monster appears in a nearly transparent, non-entity form. The shadow monster in this form can freely pass through walls and barriers, and is almost unstoppable. As the sanity of witnesses continues to decrease , the shadow monster will become more and more visible, and eventually launch an attack. Generally speaking, shadow monsters are invisible to intelligent creatures with higher sanity, and cannot interfere with each other. However, with the help of specific items, beings with higher sanity can also capture traces of shadow monsters and destroy them. Killing a shadow monster can restore a small amount of sanity. Griffith encountered this kind of monster not long after he entered school. He lost a lot of sanity in the ruins of the Whispering Forest and was chased by the shadow monster. If Galadia hadn't arrived in time, he would definitely have been counted. The unclear shadow monster tore it into pieces. The second existence is the Shadow Hand. It appears in the form of a flat, thicknessless hand, which can extinguish fire, and also has a nightmare aura that damages sanity. The Shadow Hand can sometimes be stepped on and driven away by light, but they are controlled by sanity underground. The creature is attracted and will appear again soon. Once the light is completely extinguished and night falls, the hand of shadow will become extremely terrifying. The Hands of Shadow are not independent monsters that cannot be destroyed. They are just the tentacles of a more terrifying existence. Griffith felt the noisy whispers echoing in his ears, and the whole world seemed to dim. His vision became dim and blurred, and dense black lines could even be seen crawling at the edge of his vision. Not only him, but everyone who touched the Lord's rotten tentacles lost their minds. Everyone had more or less knowledge and realized that something was wrong. "Let's go back quickly!" Alandel shouted softly, pulling Griffith and running back. The other two people also pressed their foreheads with severe pain and followed closely. … The body of this palace of flesh and chitin has died, but the master's will seems to have dispersed into the air, becoming an even more elusive and dangerous existence. This fallen ruin radiates dangerous spiritual energy all the time. As long as we stay here, humans will continue to lose their minds and then be attacked by shadows. Eliminating the shadow monster can temporarily restore some sanity, but as the sanity is lost, Eventually, mankind will face the real terror. When Griffith and others returned, they found that the situation in Professor Lafayette looked even worse. Diaz, Miss Willow and others had already escaped, and Miss Willow's mentality seemed to have collapsed. She Tearing his hair and shouting crazily: “Where is God!? “Does God understand the human heart? Did He create us?” "When we came here, we found this dead, smelly conch! You tell me it's also a god?!" With a shake of her hand, the wand burst into flames, setting the camp ablaze. "No one said this dead conch is a god." Knight Patolion tried to comfort her while putting out the fire. Miss Wendy braced herself and asked, "What did you find on the other side?" I don’t know what others found just now. Miss Willow and Knight Milbane seemed to have been poked in a painful spot, shouting chaotic words, completely on the verge of losing control. "Broken, annihilated, hopeless rotten remains!" "No, it shouldn't be like this. This is the temple where God descended into the world, his immortal existence. Why is it so ugly and blasphemous?" "We need God's guidance. The trumpet of destruction has sounded. The ultimate darkness is about to come. We need salvation! But why is this god's legacy so blasphemous and filthy!" Professor Lafayette seemed petrified, sitting by the campfire staring at his notes, without turning a page for a while. Naila stood aside and whispered to the professor. "We have arrived where the prophecy guided us." "But the clues didn't appear, and more than half of the members didn't know where they ended up," Professor Lafayette said in a low voice. "I paid such a high price, but I didn't know what I found. I lost my way when I was approaching the end. " "Try a
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