In the blink of an eyelid, Colin Iliad became a four-meter-tall "giant", with a blue and black knot on the surface of his body, every inch of skin, every pore, and every piece of flesh and blood, as if against the normal human senses, combined in a special form, containing an unimaginable sense of impact.

This is no longer flat or three-dimensional can be described, just like in addition to length, width, and height, there are more information, strength, spirituality and other measures, which are intuitively presented, and seem to be condensed into mysterious and complex patterns. Symbols and logos, in fact, there is no change, the former is only a part of the impression obtained by human beings due to the lack of their own sensory conditions, but even so, when facing similar creatures, human beings who do not have divine nature will still have spiritual pollution, mental destruction, brain impact, and it is not too rare to die on the spot or completely insane.

Because of this, this creature is called in the occult:

Mythical creatures!

However, at this time, Colin Iliad's head did not change too much, but it swelled a lot, and the area from his forehead to his nose cracked into a dark gap like a vertical eye.

Without Sequence 2, the mythical creature form of the demigod is incomplete!

On the one hand, this can bring about a great improvement in their own strength and level, and on the other hand, it will be accompanied by a strong tendency to madness and loss of control, which will cause a lot of tests to reason, and it is difficult for those who are not extremely determined to control.

Therefore, most sages, unless they are cornered, will consider completely transforming into incomplete mythical creatures, rather than just transforming a certain part of their body, which is also the act of dancing on the blade for them, which can easily get out of control because of this, and must be cautious and cautious.

In addition to the majority, there are two extremes, one is a very indulgent desire to flamboyant and vicious minority, the other is very strong-willed and very tenacious spirit, the former as long as it shows its own mythical creature form, it is basically equivalent to losing control, and can never change back, the latter can use the mythical creature form as a more conventional means of fighting, not afraid of the impact of loss of control and crazy tendencies, of course, the more conventional is still not the norm, still means that it cannot be too frequent, because for people who wander on the edge of the abyss, every temptation will deepen the corrosion, and it can be completely avoided if it is not something that can be borne by itself。

In the "Council of Six" in Silver City, Chief Colin Iliad is one of those who can control the mythical creature form of the "Demon Hunter".

He carried two straight swords smeared with different ointments, and with a single step of his right foot, the whole person jumped up in the shaking of the earth, and pounced on the top of the altar from mid-air, and pounced on the former chief whose body was covered with white feathers.

The dawn light burst out from inside and on the surface of his gigantic body, dispelling the darkness around him and purifying the terrifying creatures of the illusory river behind him.

At the same time, Waite Hilmon continued to pull the Dragon-Hunting Bow, causing a series of brilliant and dazzling silver-white thunder arrows to form a raging wave towards the former Chief who had become an unknown monster.

Luo Wei closed her eyes preparedly, and the figure of the silver armored knight behind her, who was more than five meters away, flashed, dragging the illusory giant sword, and directly crashed into the front of the altar, causing it to split one after another with silver light.

In addition, under the feet of the "shepherd" elder, a shadow shrunk into a ball suddenly wriggled on its own, as if it had come to life.

It quickly broke away from Lovia, and in the darkness and morning light, it quickly rushed along the gloomy place towards the iron-black coffin at the top of the altar.

However, its target did not seem to be the mutated former chief, but the illusory black tube that was pierced inside the other party's body and stretched into infinity!

............

As soon as Klein returned to the real world, he heard the sound of the waves outside becoming extremely turbulent, and heard the screams of fear from the girls standing on the street one after another, with no sign of subsiding.

Slightly stunned, he walked to the window of his room, and through the gap between the two disheveled houses, he saw outside Hakata Port, lead clouds cascading and waves like peaks, black storms stretching from the sea to the air, and dark silver-white lightning tearing everything apart without a sound.

It's like the door to the end has finally been opened.

In the small port city, the void became translucent, skeletons with open mouths, vines highlighting the baby's face, bloody arms, and slippery tentacles with strange shapes and teeth slapped on the gap between fantasy and reality from the other side, excited and hideous.

This frightened many pirates into softening their legs and not daring to stay on the street, so they rushed into the nearest houses.

The almost invisible ghosts flew back and forth, flashing back and forth, approaching the ears of different targets, wanting to scream but unable to reach them.

At this moment, Hakata Port is like falling into the underworld, also known as hell, eerie, dark, chaotic, and crazy.

Klein's brows furrowed slightly, vaguely understanding what was going on:

His divination on the gray mist had angered the things in the depths of the gloomy tomb, and it had vented its emotions, changing the weather in the Raging Sea and Hakata Port, and creating signs that the underworld was coming.

"In other words, the mausoleum is indeed in a hidden place in the Furious Sea...... It is most likely a remnant of the original Grim Reaper, of course, this is not necessarily contradictory to the stage product of the Spirit Order's artificial Grim Reaper plan, and the two may be 'fused' together......" Crane retracted his gaze, quickly arranged the ritual, and sacrificed the Azk Bronze Whistle to the gray mist, so as not to be locked by the unknown and strange evil thing.

After doing all this, he looked out the window at the vision that was gradually subsiding, and laughed to himself:

"The welcome ceremony can be said to be very warm.

"Hmm...... The Spirit Order will definitely notice the anomalous changes in the Berserk Sea, and I don't know what kind of action they will take......"

............

Above the illusory darkness of the river, the waves slowly subsided, and the arms, vines, and tentacles that tried to grasp it out either evaporated or had to retract.

Around the altar, the ground had dried up and cracked, and white feathers stained with light butter were everywhere.

The giantized Colin Iliad had plunged two straight swords into the body of the former Chief at the same time, nailing the rotten monster no shorter than him to the collapsed altar, and the dragon hunting bow in the hand of Waite Hilmon condensed a fierce silver-white arrow of light, aiming at the head of the former Chief with only a small amount of flesh.

The shadow that Lovia had separated, under the cover of the silver-armored knight, successfully reached the altar, and while the other two elders were not paying attention, it suddenly jumped up and pounced on the illusory black pipe that stretched to infinity on the previous chief's body.

Seeing the unreal tube getting closer and closer, the shadow suddenly darkened, as black as if the most depraved and evil thoughts in the human heart.

At this moment, a deep voice echoed around the altar:

"Fate. ”

The shadow darkened "in front of me", and I immediately found myself pounced on the giant-sized Colin Iliad.

Colin looked down at it, and his eyes lit up with a pure and clear light.

It's like the first rays of light in the darkness of a long night.

The light became brighter and brighter, rushing upwards out of the mausoleum, causing the base of the round tower of Silver City to rise more brilliantly and more fiery.

The two met in mid-air, then turned around and fell down on Colin Iliad's massive body, sending the dark shadow to evaporate, fading in twisting and wriggling until it was completely gone.

"Demon Hunter" Colin glanced back at Lovia, didn't say anything, didn't show any expression, as if nothing had happened just now.

He quickly withdrew his gaze and channeled the remnants of the glow into the twin swords that pierced into the body of the former chief.

Lovia stood there with her eyes closed, not a little panicked, not a little afraid, but sighed slowly.

............

In the "City of Generosity" Byam, Alger Wilson circled several times in a row, getting rid of the supposed stalkers and watchers, before arriving at the "craftsman's" house and ringing the doorbell.

When he first heard that the "craftsman" was inexplicably infected and strange snoopers appeared around, Alger's first suspicion was the witch sect, but after thinking about it carefully, he felt that with the preferences of the "craftsman", he couldn't resist the temptation of beauty at all, and the witches didn't need to make things so complicated.

Therefore, Alger thinks that there is another reason for the matter, and it is necessary for him to come and see it for himself, so that the delivery of the magical items will not be delayed again, and the properties and materials will not be lost for some reason.

In the sound of ding dong dong, the door of the "craftsman" house opened, and a middle-aged man with thin skin and a little tanned skin glanced at Alger and said:

"Why are you here?"

This is the "craftsman" Charff who has worked with Alger for several years, and his exact origin is unknown.

"Didn't you write that you were sick?" asked Alger, seemingly casually.

Sharf yawned and said:

"It's already good. ”

Alger was stunned for a moment, looked left and right, and said:

"What about the strange snoopers?"

Sorf's eye bags were a little puffy, and his brown eyes showed a bit of exhaustion and impatience:

"Who knows? I didn't show up anyway, anyway, I'm going to move soon, it's not too safe here. ”

Alger breathed a sigh of relief and said:

"It's okay if it's nothing. ”

He paused and said:

"Won't you invite me in for a drink?"

"You can't appreciate good wine if you're only looking for power. Sharf grabbed his flaxen hair and turned sideways to get out of the way.

Alger walked in calmly, and with a single glance, he took in most of the scene.