Isius' whole body trembled violently, and his body, which could heal no matter how many wounds he suffered, was cracking at an alarming speed, revealing the dark red flesh underneath that beat like a heart.
He first heard a murmur that gave him a splitting headache, and in the blink of an eye it turned into a heart-wrenching gibbering roaring in his ears.
He heard the never-ending sound of dripping water, extremely clear, and it seemed to be flowing in his brain. The ominous thoughts, with a bone-gnawing coldness, crawled along his spine and throughout his body bit by bit.
Sanity is being lost.
Isius became confused. He was in a heavily guarded camp. He should have been very safe, but suddenly he felt extremely uneasy and frightened. The kind of loss of control and confusion he felt when fighting Griffith was becoming like a living thing.
It spreads and erodes like things, and even condenses will and entity.
What shocked him even more was that the magic circle being activated actually outlined words and inscriptions that he didn't recognize at all, surrounded by a six-pointed star array with an evil aura!
Isius subconsciously let out a scream from the bottom of his heart. However, the scream did not make any sound and was completely muffled in his throat. Even the Gulam soldiers a few steps away were surprised by his abnormality.
Not even aware of it.
Soon, blood-like liquid began to ooze from the six-pointed star array on the ground, and horrific flesh and blood foam continued to overflow, accompanied by a weird roaring sound, as if there was something huge and weird curling and struggling underground.
"Isius, are you ready?"
Oscar, who was watching, felt a little strange, so he asked. However, all he heard was the whistling wind from an unknown source, and it sounded like the crazy breathing of a monster dormant in the abyss.
"Preparations are complete, you go to the battlefield." Isius suddenly heard himself speaking, or his own voice was coming out of his body. However, he clearly did not say a word!
After receiving the "instructions", Oscar and others immediately said goodbye and left. The battle ahead was intense, and they had to follow the plan to open the road to victory.
Only Isius was left behind. With his body and will out of control, he helplessly called for his companions to stay, but received no response.
"Who is it?" He finally roared in horror, "Who is stealing my body!?"
"Steal?" Suddenly, a cold and unfamiliar voice came from somewhere. Along with the illusory and approaching footsteps, this voice became closer and closer.
Suddenly there was a strange sound in the camp, and all the curtains fluttered like flags in the strong wind.
"You, the murderer who betrayed friendship,
"You, the thief who seeks to destroy the supreme seal,
"You, a poor copy made by stupid fanatics seeking immortality,
"What makes you dare to say such things and slander me who is so real?"
Isius's pupils suddenly shrank. He clearly saw Naira's figure emerging!
Naila was wearing a pure black dress, her white hair was as pure as snow, and her red eyes were filled with endless terrifying intimidation.
Isius, who was unable to move, was like a frog being watched by a poisonous snake, with all the hairs on his body standing on end. He almost instinctively realized that the pendulum of his life was counting down.
"Stop bluffing!" Isius shouted wildly, cheering himself up in a voice that only he and Naira could hear, "Your authority has long been divided up!
"I and Griffith are sharing your authority! The power of the outer gods,
Still sleeping deep in the deep forests of the south! Naira von Kwaimantha, the Hand of God in name only! You are the weakest!
"Don't think that you can defeat me by blinding my perception with some means. I dominate death and will never wither!"
Isius screamed wildly. Although he was severely injured in the battle with Griffith, he still had the protection of immortality and had enough means to turn the tables! His vision had turned into a black and yellow background.
The noisy gibbering became clearer. The head that was so uncomfortable just now seemed to be splitting apart, and it seemed that it was no longer so uncomfortable, and even felt a little joyful that it had not been for a long time.
Things seem to be improving.
"Hehehehe." Naila chuckled. This laughter made Isius's mind suddenly suffocate again, and he was filled with endless fear. He saw Naila standing in front of him, stretching out her fair skin.
, pointed his slender hand towards Isius.
At this moment, Isius was completely stunned with fear. No matter how ferociously he screamed, he subconsciously felt that something was wrong, and his body was involuntarily overwhelmed by irresistible fear and despair.
Isius's limbs and body began to mutate and twist, deformed tentacles appeared on his face, and insect joints grew on his body. His skin turned into fly ash, revealing a thick and ferocious chitin carapace. His body changed
The swelling became more and more frightening, and it was about to break through the tent!
"What are you doing! My body, what's going on!? What is this?" Isius screamed, "Quick, stop!"
Isius is rapidly transforming into an extremely ugly monster. Unprecedented psychic fluctuations are flooding his spirit, squeezing out the last bit of sanity.
Naila looked at Isius who was completely out of control and smiled:
"Please allow me to introduce you, this is the dependent family of the virtual world's life fabric, the executor of the outer gods in the world - the hybrid body, which is the mythical creature form given to you by the mystery you are pursuing.
"I didn't mean to defeat you, I just gently pushed you forward at the critical moment when you were hit hard and needed strength the most.
"For you who are exploring the mystery and origin, isn't this asking for benevolence and benevolence?"
Isius could no longer hear anything. His inhuman face no longer had a trace of human emotion, only an extremely blasphemous and crazy appearance. He screamed wildly, bursting through the tent with a heart-rending roar and heading towards Griffith.
The low hill guarded by the battle group bolted away.
Naila appeared in the broken camp, looked at the direction where the monster was going, and said to herself:
"The King of Mysteries produced by Sir Roland has a famous saying - as long as you show the blood bar, even the gods will kill you.
"I think this setting still needs to be modified slightly. After all, there are countless beings with amazing resilience... However, even if the body is immortal, it has surpassed the limits of human skin and biology, and the reason it carries is still
Can it be called human reason?
"If there is a chance later, I will have to talk to Roland face to face -
"Reason is the real health bar."
…
The ground suddenly trembled. Most of the fighting armies did not notice the faint movement.
Immediately afterwards, the trembling began to intensify, and the entire battlefield was shaken by the rumbling roar coming from the underground!
"Look! What is that?"
Some of the soldiers who were not involved in the battle looked at it in surprise, feeling inexplicably uneasy. Soon, some sensitive people among them discovered that in the corner of the crowd, a vague and extremely crazy scene appeared.
They were several huge columns of dark red tusks of astonishing size, curling and sweeping towards them. This twisted and ferocious object resembled the arms and legs of a mollusk, with a swollen fleshy torso and a disgusting chitin carapace underneath.
Isius received the blessing of the ancient gods, and the dark ritual stripped away his flesh and blood, filled it with pure spiritual energy, and transformed him into a strange existence——
"Hybrid Primarch!"
He has gained power beyond form and flesh. No matter how many times he is destroyed, he will be reborn in the spiritual energy. He can even shape his own appearance at will. His consciousness is filled with crazy and disordered thoughts:
"This is the burst of power that transcends matter, life and death, and abandons the mortal skin! I should have embraced this endless power. uuReading www.uukanshu.com Come on, join me, poor hybrid experimental subjects, and
Let’s upgrade together!”
All the extraordinary beings on the battlefield heard Isius's crazy thoughts.
Then, they witnessed the scene next to this mass of flesh and blood monsters - the rebel soldiers along the way were unable to dodge, and were constantly being crushed, absorbed, assimilated, and turned into biomass pus. Then, several chaotic and crazy people walked out of it.
figure.
"What is that!" Everyone exclaimed.
Galadia, who is more keen, was the first to see through its identity: "This is Isius. He is out of control!"
"Come so fast?!"
Griffith was a little shocked. According to pre-war predictions, Isius and some other commanders would appear only after the Griffith battle group inflicted heavy casualties on the rebels. By that time, Griffith
They will focus on the dominant extraordinary beings to attack with all their strength, or try to gain a chance of winning by exchanging pieces.
In front of me, the main force of the rebels was still fighting with Beyelan's army. The outcome of the two sides was still undecided, and Isius actually appeared in person!
However, there was no time for him to hesitate. This terrifying monster was more than six meters tall, crushing the rebels wherever it went, and rushed towards the headquarters of the Beyelan army.