Chapter 392 You demigods of the alien pathway are really not creative at all
"It is forbidden to hide yourself here!"
Accompanied by a slightly familiar announcement, a hundred meters away from Klein, a green tree suddenly trembled, and then, a figure was ejected from the tree as if it had been hit by a high-speed truck. Come out and quickly change from a translucent state to a solid state.
He is a brown-black old man with white hair and deep wrinkles. His facial features are very characteristic of the southern continent. His brown eyes did not look at Klein, but towards the other end of the woods, where the announcement came from. direction.
Klein instinctively stopped playing the mouth organ, and completed a flame jump with the help of sparks ignited by the flame stream, and then turned his head to look in that direction.
As expected, what appeared in his field of vision was a handsome man wearing an Intis-style suit, with his hands in his pockets and standing in a joking posture.
"Mr. Devil?!"
Klein was extremely surprised at this time. Although he knew that Mr. Demon was probably in Bayam, he never imagined that he would appear here at this time.
But before he could say anything more, Tong Kong suddenly shrank and said loudly:
"Be careful, he plans to possess him..."
"What did you say?" The corners of Snow's mouth raised slightly, and Klein could clearly see the figure of the Rose School demigod emerging in his eyes, which was obviously in a state of being possessed by a resentful spirit.
But just when he was about to play the adventurer's harmonica and summon the messenger lady, he was shocked to see that the demigod of the Rose School actually popped out of his body.
Compared to Mr. Devil's calm and calm posture, the demigod of the Rose School at this time had black blood oozing from his eyes, ears, mouth and nose, and his whole person was in a state of confusion as if he had experienced an unbearable weight in life. attitude.
"So you guys from the alien path are really uncreative. You are so easy to target when you start possessing someone." Snow caressed Made in Heaven, looked at the demigod of the Rose School who was almost on the verge of losing control jokingly, and turned to face Holding Klein and saying:
"Don't get me wrong, I'm not here to save you, I just happen to need the Silent Disciple trait."
As he said that, Snow stretched out his hand to straighten his tie, with the cynical joke still on his face——
"This guy belongs to me, and you can handle the rest by yourself."
"The rest?" After hearing this, Klein immediately pinched the first joint of his index finger twice with his left thumb. Immediately, countless illusory threads appeared in his eyes, allowing him to see something different from normal vision and spirituality. Something that depends on the status.
A dense black line appeared on the bodies of Snow and the Rose School demigod, but in addition, there was a black line in the further direction that was quickly approaching here.
Klein immediately pulled out the blue rose, still holding the adventurer's harmonica in his right hand, and was ready to summon Miss Messenger to help at any time. However, just when he was nervous about what level of opponent the upcoming enemy was, the Silent Disciple Jacks suddenly twisted his body. , disappeared again, and when he reappeared, there was a wet, sticky, palm-sized little person in his hand.
"Children should not read what follows!"
Klein, who was tense, almost threw himself to the ground when he heard Mr. Demon's words, but then he saw the demigod of the Rose School stuffing the little man breathing gray-white mist without hesitation. Entered the mouth.
But before his body could change, Klein saw that Mr. Devil's body also became distorted, and then turned into a ball with a crisp sound like pulling out a red wine cork. Thick black fog.
The black mist kept changing its shape, barely maintaining a shape similar to that of a human being. Various eyes and a big mouth with pale teeth appeared and disappeared in it, and it seemed to be condensed in it. On the human-shaped "body surface" made of mist, countless black particles are slowly escaping, and the surrounding air becomes strange and distorted.
Klein just glanced at it subconsciously, and felt that his whole body began to itch and swell, and the hairs began to twist as if they turned into tentacles. His eyeballs seemed to be illuminated by strong light, and they instinctively closed them tightly. .
A large number of tears poured out of his eyes. Klein immediately used meditation to maintain his state, and using the spiritual thread as a reference, he quickly escaped from Mr. Demon's location.
"What was that just now? Mr. Demon's mythical creature form?" Klein was greatly surprised, but based on Mr. Azik's previous teachings, he somewhat understood what the mythical creature form meant.
Knowing that staying here would only bring constraints to Mr. Demon, Klein quickly moved his steps and ran in the direction of the approaching ball of black illusory thread in the distance.
"Gene Era"
As for Miss Messenger... Although he still holds the mouth organ and is ready to play at any time, he does not intend to play before confirming the level of another enemy...
Just kidding, asking the messenger lady to help fight, but it costs 10,000 pounds!
Seeing Klein gradually moving away, the strange human figure composed of black mist, countless eyes, and mouths let out a harsh laugh. The body made entirely of black mist suddenly expanded, covering the entire forest.
From the thick fog that enveloped the woods came layers of voices that sounded like voices in a closed bathroom. The language that was constantly echoing in all directions seemed to be full of strong pollution.
Jacks' body has also completed the transformation at this time. The brown-black body surface has completely turned black, the skin secretes obvious water stains, all the hair and eyebrows have withered and withered, and the limbs have become extremely slender.
At this time, he seemed to have completed assimilation with the little black man, and the facial features were concentrated in the center of the face, twisted into a round mouth full of sharp teeth.
Two semi-god-level experts entered the form of mythical creatures at the same time. Unspeakable evil and chaotic distortion collided in the woods. The originally lush trees had corrupted and decayed in a few breaths, turning into a pale forest. Sand and dust.
"Don't be too anxious. Yann Cotman and Robert Davis are not in good condition and they won't disturb us in the short term."
Snow's joking voice was mixed with the pollution from the true Creator, constantly reverberating and refracting in the black mist, and then becoming more and more terrifying. In such an environment, it was like being inside a copper bell and playing heavy metal of death at the maximum volume. , constantly eroding Jacks's spirit and body.
Unlike Snow, Jacks, who entered the form of a mythical creature with the help of the black villain, did not have the confidence to delay. He suddenly opened his round mouthparts like a lamprey and made a shrill sound like a baby crying.
The Silent Disciples can accumulate strength through long periods of silence, and when they speak, they can unleash an unparalleled curse.
Amidst such terrifying curses and wails, even Klein and Senior, who were fighting hundreds of meters away, were greatly affected. They fell into a semi-conscious and semi-painful state for a while, but the main reason for this sound was The target, Snow, who had turned into thick black mist and could theoretically accept more curses, seemed to be completely unaffected and made a joking sound——
“The taste is a bit bland!”
However, just as Snow's words were spoken, the sky bathed in the morning light suddenly turned dark, and a dark arm that was ten meters long suddenly stretched out.
There are a large number of sticky protrusions on its surface, such as a tongue full of sharp teeth, three-dimensional vicious eyes, and a skull head with flesh and blood attached to it. However, no matter what they are, they are covered with a dark and sticky substance that is as black as asphalt. Matter seems to be exuding endless curses outwards.
The entire cliff trembled at the moment this arm appeared, and all the green leaves withered, the insects froze and died, and all the beasts either collapsed to the ground, or bit themselves madly, with blood dripping from their bodies.
Just as he was planning to wake up from the baby's cry first to finish off the attack, Klein immediately closed his eyes and threw himself forward, grabbing Grossel's Travels and holding it in front of him.
Immediately, he gave up playing the adventurer's harmonica, and instead took out the copper whistle that held great danger in divination, blew it, and handed the feather that was suspected to be left by the demigod to the messenger who appeared.
At this time, Klein completely lost the sense of self-satisfaction in being promoted to Sequence Five. However, just when he closed his eyes and planned to use the spiritual thread to reach the sea beast he had summoned, a palm suddenly reached out and grabbed it. grabbed his shoulders.
Klein was startled and looked sideways, but his heart felt relieved.
Mr. Azik suddenly appeared and grabbed his shoulder, leading him into the spiritual world and running quickly amidst layers of bright colors.
Before leaving completely, Klein subconsciously glanced up, only to see a somewhat familiar figure standing in the sky, blocking the terrifying giant hand.
The familiar leather boots and weird outfit made Klein immediately realize the identity of the visitor——
