Chapter 465: Lily Mirror
In the reservoir, the sticky silt-like objects were still wriggling, and the drowning spirits gathered into twisted human forms, like monsters trapped in the muddy swamp, struggling to escape.
The crack in the dam that Tang Tangtang had destroyed was filled with more and more drowning spirits, and he himself shook the cement columns, fighting for the last time.
Xia Ren stood still, his heart filled with fear and entanglement.
The heavy responsibility, and the desire to survive, seemed to tear his soul in half.
Qin Yun silently stayed by his side and didn't say a word, no matter what Xia Ren did, she supported the decision of the person she loved.
"Let's run."
Xia Ren took Qin Yun's palm.
He couldn't think of a way to solve the dilemma in front of him, although he had the blood of the old gods, but the enemies he faced were also old gods, and he didn't have any advantages.
Besides, he definitely can't die here, he still has too many mysteries to solve, and he hasn't even been able to really see Zhao Mingyue who pulled him from ordinary life into the endless abyss in the first place.
Once you die, all your past efforts will be in vain.
Though...... But, he knew, these were excuses.
He just didn't want to die.
"Good!"
Qin Yun immediately responded.
She carried Lu Yi on her shoulders, ready to keep up with Xia Ren's footsteps at any time.
However, at this moment, the magic array floating in the air next to it suddenly emitted bursts of heart-palpitating fluctuations.
Immediately after, dazzling red rays bloomed, filling the entire space, and the magic array suddenly enlarged until it covered the entire reservoir, and the strange lines on it squirmed, as if they had life, converging towards the center.
All the drowning spirits stopped moving at the same time, and they fell to their knees, facing each other in the same direction in a reverent gesture.
The evil wind with no source suddenly blew up, and the entire reservoir calmed down in an instant.
But this was by no means the end, the strong and damp fishy wind blew the dam, Xia Ren's heart throbbed, and there was an unbearable desire to vomit in his abdomen, so that he could not keep standing, and could only sit on the ground, Lily in his hand rolling to his feet.
Qin Yun is even more miserable, as an infected body, she naturally can't compare with Xia Ren, she is paralyzed and weak, her body that was originally like a substance trembles non-stop, the Xiugus organization that was originally used to support her body was taken back by Lily, and she may now completely die out at any time.
The heavy cement pillar fell to the ground, Tang Tangtang's mouth kept spitting out black blood, he was unconscious and unwilling to fall, and tried his best to maintain his standing, but he could only stumble, planted a hundred-meter-high dam, and fell into the black lake composed of drowned spirits.
Only Lu Yi, who was in a deep coma, escaped by luck and was not affected by the smelly evil wind.
The obscure and unfamiliar syllables began to echo in the air, and they did not seem abrupt at all, as if they had existed in this vast world since the beginning of the universe.
The way these syllables are pronounced is extremely strange, as if the vocal cords are completely closed, and only the breath hits the pharyngeal wall, creating a dull reverberation.
They do not belong to any language known to man, nor do they exist in any human historical record, nor even the most remote and unpopular histories record a single word about this pronunciation.
And these syllables come from the mouths of the drowning spirits that were converted by using the sacrifice of the entire population of Ezeira.
They either kneel on the dam, or lie on the surface of the water and on the bodies of their companions, and they all make the same sound.
The drowning spirits do not need to be organized in advance, nor do they need to rehearse, as if they are just following the call of their hearts, or relying on instinct, to sing this song of hell from the abyss of the netherworld.
The Apostle from the darkness barked madly, and he no longer had any scruples, writhing his bloated and horrible body into the ultimate.
No one cared about Xia Ren and his companions anymore, and at this moment, they were as small and powerless as dust.
The ritual was in its final stages, and even the presence of a Foundation doctor could not disrupt it.
On the top of a mountain in the distance, a compassionate monk stares silently at the scene below, while the girl covers her ears with her hands, preventing the sound from entering her own mind.
"It was a success."
The monk sighed, obviously the plan was going smoothly as expected, but his tone was not filled with joy, but was full of deep sadness.
Suddenly, he seemed to feel something, and his eyes looked at the distant starry sky.
"Gone, butterfly."
"Huh? Why? ”
The girl called Butterfly was a little surprised.
The monk did not answer her question, and the body had disappeared in place.
The girl stomped her foot angrily, and her body disappeared.
Just as they left, all the lines on the magic array finally converged completely in the center.
Same minute and same second.
Elsewhere in the West Continent.
Karin, the leader of the logistics unit who was driving after the Ice Servants, suddenly braked, and his face turned pale.
She felt a hair-chilling ripple sweeping across the ground, and the rest of the team felt the same.
"Well, ...... over there"
One of the team members looked out the window, his voice shaking.
Captain Karin looked at him, and his pupils constricted.
"Over there, it seems to be the location of the city of Acera......
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"Dad, what's over there?"
A child who had just finished dinner and was walking with his parents raised his little arm and pointed to the sky.
In the noisy streets, pedestrians gradually stopped, and the silence was eerily quiet.
They all turned their heads and looked in the direction the child had just been pointed out with shocked expressions.
At the same time, the same scene is being played out in various places in Xizhou.
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……
On this calm evening, all the people of Xizhou who are outdoors can see a red light running through the sky and the earth when they look up.
No one knows what it is, and no one knows what it means.
They also don't know that ignorance is the greatest luck.
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……
Only Xia Ren, who is the only sober person, knows what kind of horror has come to the world.
Immeasurable eyeballs and mouths filled the entire sky overhead, and the endless horizon was all occupied by the same nightmarish creatures.
He had no concrete form, only endless darkness, filled in the gaps of eyes and mouth, and the flowing and wriggling formless body was full of slimy texture.
All eyes were shining, with intense malice, scanning everything on the earth.
The mouths were all open, revealing sharp teeth and screaming enough to destroy souls.
Descend to the Old Ruler!
Natsuhito's eyes were glazed, and he couldn't take his eyes off him.
Reason became original sin at this point, and he couldn't help but rub his teeth, grinning, exposing his scarlet gums, and repeating a maniacal murmur.
His mind seemed to be detached from his body, sinking deep into the myriad pairs of malicious eyes in the sky.
The tentacles danced uncontrollably, slamming into the ground in a suicidal act.
Transparent mucus overflowed from the suction cups and spread onto Natsuhito's skin, forming a film that protected him from the evil god's power.
However, this little bit of power can't last too long, maybe in the next second, he will completely lose his mind and join the chaos carnival team.
At this moment, a discordant figure suddenly appeared in this heaven and earth, which was completely ruled by the old gods.
"It's really, spectacularly!"
Tall and straight, wearing a well-cut black suit, short blond hair standing up, and a pale face with an unruly expression.
The young man's sword-sharp gaze swept around, like an emperor who patrolled his territory in ancient times, and finally fell on Xia Ren.
Then a satisfied smile bloomed.
"One step too late, my cutie!"
(End of chapter)