Chapter Thirty-Five: The Giant Fat House
Narrative domains such as "Dawn's Tea Party" can be seen from the arranged character names that it was Dawning who tried to give a favor to Donchi to give up the door and release Knosaus.
Unfortunately, he was unmoved, so an unfriendly narrative enveloped him.
"Forced Narrative Domain [The Daily Life of the God of Torture]...... Mandatory invitation, has arranged for the character 'A Thousand Ways to Die for the Fallen'. ”
"Forced Narrative Domain [Lightning Doesn't Hit the Same Tree]...... Mandatory Invitation, Assigned Character 'Unlucky Treant'. ”
"Forced Narrative Domain [Mechanical Warfare]...... Mandatory invitation, the role 'Universal Trial Target' has been arranged. ”
......
Tang Qi, who was about to step into the door, was helpless and had to take action in the face of this sudden intensification of pulling.
Although none of the "ten thousand spirits" who threatened him had reached the level of domination.
But there is more than one powerful deity, Tang Qi feels that if he doesn't move, he is likely to be randomly swept into a certain narrative domain and take on a tragic role, such as that "universal trial target", the master of the narrative domain is the god of machinery, which is a powerful god who is very close to the master.
And among all the spirits of the same level, his combat power is also at the top.
It's just a pseudo-master Tang Qi, who is likely to capsize in the gutter if he is not careful.
In fact, if the coercive and seductive "gods" at this time took Tang Qi, an intruder, seriously, he would most likely fail.
But the gods couldn't see through Tang Qi's disguise, didn't know his truth, and thought he was a transcendent who had accidentally obtained the key.
It's not just that just one intruder is qualified to let the gods unite to expel him.
Taking advantage of the hurried projection of the gods, Tang Qi, who had some reliance, showed a meaningful smile at the blurred ink and the deep gaze in the narrative domain, and immediately made a sudden move.
Tang Qi, but the ontology has come.
The powers of life, true love, soul, and order have all been weakened to the limit, but there is only one authority, which is Tang Qi's most powerful authority, that has been retained.
Fantasy!
In this forbidden place, which was born on the basis of the "forced narrative" authority of the ancient gods.
The power of the fantasy held by Tang Qi will be magnified many times.
At this moment, he had reached the howling, screaming portal, and before stepping in, Tang Qi blew into the narrative realm of all the gods who tried to engulf him.
The divine nature of power is activated, and an incredible crushing scene occurs.
All the narrative domains that contained the power of the gods, under Tang Qi's breath, all turned into rainbow bubbles and floated away towards the heavenly dome of the town.
As the gods fell into a stupor, Tang Qi's strange voice came.
"Ladies and gentlemen, this is fate. ”
As the words fell, Tang Qi ignored the noise and stepped through the door.
Rumble!
Everything in the outside world was obscured by a huge pitch-black portal, and Tang Qi did not see the gods respond, and his form appeared in an empty, dead and silent other world.
It's a completely dark universe, a planet, or a continent so big that it has almost no borders, quietly suspended in the universe.
Before the arrival of the Donch, the universe was in absolute silence.
But when his figure appeared, this "Empty Dark Universe" directly erupted into a noise hundreds of millions of times more violent than the sharp and long howl Tang Qi heard on the grotesque gate before.
It was like a howl, a wild laugh, a cry from the depths of the soul, as if there was no end and no limit, as if it would never be dissolved.
Before Tang Qi's eyes, the continent was disintegrating, disintegrating from within.
In the sound of "boom", there is some kind of terrifying monster in the depths of the continent that is about to break free.
Soon, the continent completely crumbled and separated.
Tang Qi saw the source of the grotesque town, the only "prisoner" in the universe, a dominant-level god who had gone mad and fallen for a long time, and the lord of hatred, ravage, and enslavement.
In Tang Qi's eyes, a cosmic giant was squatting quietly.
Donch resisted the contamination and peered directly into His true body.
He was like a "humanoid entity" of extreme size, he was extremely fat, and his limbs, torso, and head, as well as his endless arms, seemed to have been soaked for a long time, reaching the limit of what could be reached.
His body was covered with pale scales, and within each scale seemed to be a world, a world of pain, death, and hatred.
He crouched in the universe, His lips pursed as if he had been silent for countless epheims.
But Tang Qi knew that it was an illusion.
He will never be silent, and one of his eyes has lost its original appearance, like two scarlet, constantly spewing blood-spewing "suns", hanging above the universe, making this originally quiet and incomparably quiet and dark universe degenerate into the most filthy and terrifying place in the world in an instant.
The screams of "hatred" continued.
In Tang Qi's eyes, he could see horror, pain, and endless hatred.
He was bowing his head, about to look at Donch.
But He seems to be in great bondage, and the "Book of Knosaus" is indeed a reflection of the state of this crazy old god of mine.
He was being bound in chains, too many chains to count.
Each chain has a divine aura, with the breath of creatures from different universes flashing on it, colliding all the time, and the intriguing fusion of inspirations brings an active, inexhaustible power, as if to imprison Knosaus here forever.
Although Knosaus was able to extract very little power from it as "food".
If you can't eat, even a god can starve to death.
He was weak, but He was not really weak, on the contrary, He was hungry to the limit, hated to the limit.
In Tang Qi's mind, the fragments of relevant information exploded first.
"Knosace, Lord of Hate, Ravage, and Slave, He ......"
"Boom!"
At this moment, Tang Qi was attacked by the ontological attack of a mad ancient god.
Incomparably abrupt, the endless chains that bound him, were forcibly dragged to bring Tang Qi into the scope of restraint.
All his retreats were sealed, and the screams that were billions of times stronger hit Tang Qi's heart.
"Psychic attacks", which are not immune to powerful gods, must be judged.
But this time, it was much more terrifying than the verdict when reading the Book of Knosaus.
"Whew"
Silently, the body of the dream master descends from the sky.
Billions of phosphorescent divine tentacles, wrapped in the power of illusions from countless cosmic realms, expelled the psychic attacks that could drag all souls to fall.
But at the same time, the real attack came.
A huge mouth, a huge mouth that opened again after a long era, dark teeth, sticky saliva, a storm of evil that swept through everything...... Tang Qi remembered his other honorable name, "The Evil Beast that Devoured Billions of Souls", and at this moment he was extremely greedy and hungry, and he tried to swallow Tang Qi irrepressibly.
Countless soaked arms grabbed Tang Qi and tried to immobilize him along with the Dream Master's Body.
Tang Qi could break free, and even fight with him for a while, after all, he had been imprisoned for a long time, and he looked extremely fat, but he was very empty inside.
"Fight with a fat house that has been imprisoned for a long time, stinking, hungry and scummy?"
"Obviously, it won't be my first choice. ”
While Tang Qi shook his head in refusal, he immediately made a move, he wanted Knosaas to calm down for a while, at least a little bit of sanity.
In the dream country, a "sun" shining on the dreamy creatures suddenly burned violently.
The scorching flame of light soon spread throughout the Dream Master's body, and he seemed to become a god of flame tentacles.
Of course, just borrowing the power of the sun god could not curb Knosaus's appetite.
So Tang Qi is just a "medium" at the moment.
With the help of the sun, he communicated with the Forge Master in the depths of his mind and time and space.
In the blink of an eye, in this noisy universe, endless crushing noises began to pour out, and deep in the crimson flames, a roaring voice that was incomparably familiar to Tang Qi sounded.
Although it was a way of communication between the juggernauts, Tang Qi did his best to translate.
"No god can bully my friend...... You stinky fat boy...... I remember you, the shortest-lived ruler and the most disgraceful ruler in the vast mystical history...... We don't recognize your status, hahaha......"
Tang Qi also showed a gloating smile as he translated.
And Knossaus, who was dominated by hunger and hatred, obviously did not expect such a "unfolding", and his fat body was trembling wildly.
I don't know if it was because of the roar of the furnace, or because of the damage caused to him by the furnace flames.
When it comes to persons, the Furnace Master can crush Him.
Although the Forge is somewhat captive, that doesn't mean the Forge is weak.
In fact, on the contrary, the Crucible is probably at its most powerful, especially as it draws closer to its fall.
I don't know when the howls in the universe became more real.
But Knosas began to retreat, his arms retracting, and the jaw that was about to devour Tangqi to move away with great difficulty, desperate to get out of the Dream Master's body.
Tang Qi didn't stop, he looked at the two scarlet eyeballs hanging high in the universe.
Blood was still spewing from within, but the madness was waning, and he was beginning to come to his senses.
He was persecuted, already weak and hungry, and then devoured by the "furnace", and he wondered if he would fall here if he didn't leave it.
The grumpy crucible roars to roar, and there is a chance to devour the Dominant-level gods, even if they are already degraded from the Lord, he obviously will not let go.
Seeing Knosace's retreat, he was still a little sorry when Donchi cut the connection, and he passed the last roar in anger, a roar that caused great damage to Knosace's heart.
Translated according to the colloquial customs of the Federation, it probably reads something like this:
"Shame, you stupid, cowardly fat boy, a shame to the rulers. ”
ps: The second more guaranteed is completed, and the diligent fish asks for a double monthly pass.