159. The fisherman profits
On the one hand, this is indeed not what Sabu Nicholas is good at, in comparison, the other two Primordial Pillar Evil Gods are more powerful than her, but after all, as a powerful evil god, her own knowledge cannot be faked after all, and she has more or less guessed the whereabouts of Wang Hassan.
Wang Hassan is nothing more than merging herself into some kind of alien space that she can't discover, and the best way for her to choose is now.
The space continued to shrink and squeeze, and finally only Sabu Nicholas was left standing, and the huge tentacles behind him could be in the void outside the space without incident.
Sabu Nicholas's wishful thinking is very good, even if Wang Hassan has a different space that belongs to him, he needs to have the tolerance of space to launch an attack, so shrinking the field can solve his passive situation to a certain extent.
On that delicate skin, a dense strange mouth with white teeth broke out, and a green unknown liquid full of fishy smell flowed from those mouths to the ground, and the original white skin was now covered by countless tentacles, and the hideous appearance could not be seen at all the charming blonde beauty before.
The only feature left was the beautiful face surrounded by tentacles on the body.
Concentration is essence, and anyone can feel the huge power that exists in Sabu Nikolas's body at this moment, and the huge tentacle that soars into the sky behind him is only used to draw energy, and it is completely a silver-like wax spear head.
Hey, hey, hey! Shabu pro! Is it really good for you to leave such a huge head for Wang Hassan to chop off?
Although there is nothing important in the battle at this level, Wang Hassan's dedication to the first level has left a head......
How so...... Very stupid thing to do, King Hassan! It goes up to the first level!
Qi Wuce knew why Sabu Nicholas behaved like this, after all, there was still a Naiarathotep in her body who wanted to escape at any time.
If Sabu Nicholas allows the characteristics of Nyarrathotep, that is, the huge tentacle on the top of his head, to appear on the flesh, coupled with the attack of the outer king Hassan, it is very likely that the inside and outside will be counterattacked by Nyarrathotip.
"King Hassan!"
Shouting at the void, Qi Wuce made a neck wipe motion in the face of Shabu Nicholas.
Wang Hassan understands this.
In a trance, an infinite black mist shrouded Sabu Nicholas.
When the black mist dissipated, countless tentacles fell to the starry sky and the ground was completely evaporated by the blue flames in an instant.
Yes!
After the shrill soprano screamed.
More green liquid flowed from Sabu Nicholas's body, which intertwined with the dark blue and neutralized each other.
The tentacles swelled again, filling the little space left in the world that belonged to Sabu Nicholas.
For a while, Wang Hassan could no longer find a chance to attack.
From the very beginning, Qi Wuce never expected Wang Hassan to be able to completely kill Sabu Nicholas, what he saw, he knew.
Wang Hassan did not step into the realm of killing primordial gods such as Sabu Nicholas, and although Wang Hassan had the aura of Valhalla, he did not have the title name he had ever seen in the clairvoyant chat group.
This is supposed to be King Hassan from the distant future, who gave up the name of his title to instill the concept of death in Tiamat, the primordial god of Sumer.
He had caught a glimpse of the peculiar spot when he left Uruk, but he didn't get involved in it because he had a bigger plan, and now that he thinks about it, King Hassan must have had no means to kill Sabu Nicholas.
Maybe there is, but I haven't realized it yet.
The reason why he stayed here was precisely because of King Hassan, although King Hassan could not kill Sabu Nicholas, but there was no problem in seriously injuring him, all he had to do was to carry out the last blow that took Sabu Nicholas.
Sweep the array here, as a wall view. The moment is not far off when he will make a move.
Immersed in darkness, King Hassan's mind was at peace he had never seen before, and he should have been able to follow in the footsteps of the Lord once again after purging Tiamat, the evil that represents humanity.
However, the world is impermanent, and a catastrophe more terrible than the evil of mankind appeared in Rhode Island in this era, and he had to resolutely embark on the road of slaying the decay again.
The battle was deep, he had already seen through the essence of the other party, and there was no need to spend meaninglessly when he was about to kill.
The end has come, and it is time to take off the enemy's head.
Clang!
The evening bell is melodious, simple and heavy.
The white feathers are enhanced by the darkness, dead silence, and dull space, as if an angel came to bring good news to the world.
"I bring the whispers of the end to your ears, and your life is at the end!"
There are no magnificent waves, no heaven and earth are discolored, and some are just drifting in the dark space one after another white enough to attract the beautiful falling feathers in people's hearts.
Even the spray of blood did not appear, and the hideous body was surrounded by thousands of tentacles, and the only flesh and skin left on the monstrous body was a little flesh and skin, half-hung on the neck.
Dead?
A generation of proto-pillar evil gods, the huge vitality of Sabu Nicholas, has died?
A huge black shadow hung over Wang Hassan's head.
It turns out that my end is also here with the evil god?
The ultimate tranquility of the blue cold fire, Wang Hassan has never had such tranquility, this is the last emotion expressed by the dying person, who looks down on everything or sees through it.
Is this the end of the posture? It's a pity that I think I have seen through life and death, but I don't want to see through life and death.
Life and death, no one has ever seen through, it is like a shackle on the body, broken once, the moment you witness the truth, a harder shackle will seal this door again.
Meanwhile.
The head of Sabu Nicholas, half-hung around her neck, laughed silently and viciously, and she knew that she had no way out.
Naralatotip, who had been at peace within her, had begun to stir restlessly, and she never imagined that one day the captives would break through the blockade with the power of the Holy Grail and see the light of day.
A beautiful head flew into the void.
At the cut in the neck, the insanely long tentacles went straight into the tentacles that belonged to Sabu Nicholas, absorbing everything into nothingness in a flash at a speed invisible to the naked eye.
After this, the condensed body that belonged to Sabu Nicholas twisted to a point, and soon expanded into chaos again, turning into a humanoid troll with tentacles on all four limbs and a head.
Instead of Sabu Nicholas's beautiful face, there was a bloody mouth full of sharp teeth and an inexplicable howl.
Nyara Totip, reappearing in the world!