"I'm scared...... I don't see ...... I don't see ......" Elizabeth's dilated pupils reflected her own figure, and the mental impact just now seemed to have hit the sight-related parts of the girl's brain hard, and she could only see a lonely blood red.

"It's okay, it's okay...... I'm ...... here" Xiao Yao's almost cracked brain couldn't organize any meaningful words, he could only repeat these two monotonous words again and again, and hugged the crying girl tightly with his arms.

Dong Bin lay on his stomach, wailing like a hungry wolf in a trap, his hands scratching the ground fiercely, and his broken fingertips were stained red with scratches.

There is no way to fight, there is no hope in sight, and it can even be said that he is not even qualified to be the enemy of the One Being.

They got one thing wrong from the very beginning: although this oneness of all things is only a division of the mind of the essence, less than one percent of the power, the one percent of the infinite is also infinite.

The one who is one, in the here and now, is a completely invincible existence.

The so-called struggle of mortals, the so-called unyielding to fate...... God doesn't care.

The girl who cries in her arms, who once embraced the power of the darkest in order to save herself, set off a bloody storm that swept through everything at the cost of her future. It was only at this time that Xiao Yao thoroughly understood that such a strong girl ...... It turns out that deep down I am so fragile in my heart, I want to have a shoulder that can snuggle up and cry.

"That's enough......" Xiao Yao whispered.

"Enough!" Xiao Yao shouted loudly, he punched himself in the temple to force himself to concentrate, he knew - this must be over!

"I don't care what you are...... It doesn't matter what the One is ...... No one can hurt Elizabeth anymore...... Shred! ”

Xiao Yao gently put Elizabeth down, he stood up suddenly, although he was still nervously unsteady on his feet, he still held his head high, looking at the unshakable old god.

At this moment, the One of All Things suddenly stopped putting pressure on the crumbling Qi Rui, all its eyeballs slowly rotated, and finally slowly focused on Xiao Yao's body, and thousands of Xiao Yao's figures were reflected in thousands of strange eyes at the same time.

It's time, perhaps...... That moment should have come a long time ago, but my determination was not enough. Although no matter how I looked at this only possible way to break the game from that perspective beforehand, I felt like I was crazy when I thought of this method in a flash, but when it really came to the moment when I had to choose to use this method, my heart was inexplicably calm.

Then ...... Come on...... Xiao Yao closed his eyes and slowly called out to Xiao Ash in his heart-

"It's time."

"Are you really sure? Once that door is opened...... I'm afraid we can't close it, and I don't even think there is anyone in this world who can close that door. ”

"Elizabeth has already been to hell once for me...... Then this time, let me accompany her to hell! As for you...... If you're afraid, I can let go of Yiyi's seal on you now, and then you should be able to leave as a soul body...... I'm sorry I lied to you before,"

“…… You're really funny...... If you had said it earlier, I wouldn't have provoked such a terrible thing," seemed to hear the girl's sigh, "...... But since I have accompanied you to this point, and I may not be able to survive if I leave with a soul body, this time I will simply sacrifice my life to accompany the gentleman and go to the dark on a road! ”

“…… Thank you, Lord of the Gray Wings. ”

"We now share a life, thank you? Come on, let's take a look...... Something deeper than the abyss...... What is it! ”

……

Xiao Yao once dreamed of a nameless fog.

The Nameless Mist has a great connection with Yogsothoth, the One of All Things.

However, the Nameless Mist is not the One of All Things, in the Cthulhu Mythos system, Azathoth, the source of all things, gave birth to "Darkness", "Nameless Mist", and "Chaos", and in "Nameless Mist", one of the three pillared gods, was born Jugsothothus, one of the three pillared gods. From the point of view that humans can understand, the One who is one is a nameless mist...... Child.

"Come, come...... Nameless Mist - Naog Soship! ”

He shouted the name of the outsider, the terrifying being he glimpsed in his dreams, the true "Nameless Mist", the outer god who gave birth to Yogsothoth, Naog Soship!

Through the connection of that dream, Xiao Yao had tried to go deeper, but at the moment when he was about to break through the last layer of fog, he was afraid—no matter how tempting the truth and power were, but after seeing it all, he ...... Will it still be yourself?

It's just that now, apart from calling another demon to come and fight the old god in front of him, Xiao Yao couldn't think of any better way.

It's ironic that when the most desperate moment comes, the only one who responds to the call of the desperate is ...... There are only demons in the endless abyss.

As Xiao Yao slowly opened his eyes, the darkness brought by the One of All Things was illuminated by the pale blue pupils, and Xiao Yao's eyes seemed to be flowing with blue lava.

For the first time, he looked at the huge indescribable figure in front of him with a completely equal attitude.

"Thou art this...... Unfilial son! ”

Xiao Yao...... Or rather, the Nameless Mist, Naog Soship, looking at the sky and looking down at his feet, scanning this hellish place. The face of the young man he possessed was like ice, exuding the majesty of the king.

The old king of the old days has awakened, and he silently raises his head to see if the world will still be there after 10,000 years.

Only magic can defeat magic, and only the gods of the old can defeat the gods of the old.

It is not known whether the Nameless Mist, which gave birth to the One of All Things, is stronger than His Child in strength, but at least in terms of personality, the Nameless Mist is not weak at all, and even at this moment, the part of the power that the Nameless Mist can descend on this world is stronger than the thought of the One of All Things.

Xiao Yao...... Or rather, with the help of this human shell, the nameless mist's body floated little by little, and the tentacles behind him mixed with gray mist and pale blue flames extended haphazardly like a living force, and finally built a behemoth that was both virtual and illusory.

The illusory and the indescribable of flesh and blood, the two old gods descended on this world in different ways, facing each other silently, and the corrosive spiritual power like the tide swept and collided between them.

And every cell of the Nameless Mist seems to be screaming at the same monotonous phrase—

"Rebel!"

Qi Rui quickly broke away from the front line against the One of All Things, he grabbed Elizabeth and Dong Bin and quickly evacuated here, he didn't know what Xiao Yao did, but he could see that Xiao Yao's strength was enough to compete with the One of All Things!

It's a ...... A battle that is completely incomprehensible with human intelligence. Even before the warring sides suffered heavy injuries at the same time, Qi Rui could not tell from the chaotic illusion of light and shadow whether it was a life-and-death war or a normal mode of communication between gods.

Gray, black, yellow...... Different strange colors swept into the flow of air, making it difficult to see what the gods were doing in it.

In the blur, countless ball lightning bolts were born in the air, making a terrible trajectory, wailing like a terrible ghost wandering in the underworld.

Each abrupt ball of lightning illuminates a small area, and a vague flicker of twisted tentacles can be seen, followed by the sound of something tearing.

Occasionally, I will see a bizarre picture flashing in this distortion of light and shadow, as if the condensation of billions of stars and rivers and the magnificence of a moment - that is the forbidden knowledge that leaks when countless chaotic spiritual forces collide in the collision of old gods.

If it was Qirui's heyday, he might be qualified to watch this battle with his own strength, but he was about to run out of oil, and he decisively chose to use all the remaining spiritual power to block all the observation abilities of himself, Elizabeth and Dong Bin.

Mortals are not allowed to look directly at God, let alone be qualified to spy on the battle of God.

Closed off to all senses in the outside world, the feeling as if even reason was about to be torn apart finally dissipated - it was more than enough to do this with the power of Qi Rui. It's just that in this way, Qi Rui can't judge which side has the advantage in the battle of the old gods.

Although praying that the nameless mist possessing Xiao Yao would win...... But after winning, will Xiao Yao still be the one he knows? After this is over...... What about the Nameless Mist?

Qi Rui sighed, in the realm of human beings, he had already reached the end, but before the end of the universe, he was still small and nothing.

The flow of air accelerated further, and a massive cyclone appeared above the scarred One One, and if there was a satellite-like perspective on the other side, it would be seen that the wildly expanding cyclone was still close to that of a small and medium-sized country—an elemental turbulence that was completely beyond any known law, whether technological or transcendental.

"Oh, rebel, disrupted my resurrection ritual...... Still want to let the body come? This is not exactly Xiao Yao's voice, what is speaking at the moment is like some kind of combination of multiple consciousnesses - Xiao Yao, Xiao Ash, and Nameless Mist.

I don't know what the reason is, the nameless fog didn't completely deprive Xiao Yao of his consciousness.

For the One of All Things, the power that can be exerted by this clumsy imitation of flesh and blood as a body is too limited. He had been suppressed in a head-on battle with the Nameless Mist, the human shell that the Nameless Mist had occupied...... It's even more in line with the power of the gods of the past!

If he is to overcome the nameless fog that gave birth to himself, he must call upon the power of the being!

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