Chapter 81: The Ghost with a Thousand Faces

Above the sky, white light flashed.

At that moment, the heavens and the earth seemed to be drained of color, leaving only a white expanse. But it was only for a moment, and then everything was back to its original state.

It's like a hallucination.

However, the sky was divided into two layers, with black ghosts piled up under the clouds, and pale skies above the clouds.

Yura was still asleep, but his body was held up in the air by these ghosts, floating between the two layers of the sky. Nine black smokes were like nine black dragons, coiling around his body.

The picture is indescribably strange, as if heaven and hell are closely connected, and he stands between heaven and hell.

His eyes never opened, his hands fell naturally, and although his feet never moved, his body kept spinning.

The nine black dragons poured into his body through Yuluo's chest, back, palms, and soles, and those ghosts were quickly absorbed by his body.

And in the sky above him, a light purple halo also appeared at this time, and this halo gently swayed in all directions like water waves, and it didn't seem to be anything special.

"Brother!"

Neven Moore was still nearly a hundred meters away from Youluo, but his body couldn't get a hundred steps forward, as if there was an invisible barrier blocking him.

He stretched out his hand and gently pushed forward through the air, and a faint purple ripple immediately rippled from the place where his palm touched, as if it was a ripple in the water.

But no one could have imagined that this seemingly ordinary ripple contained such a terrifying power, and Nerwin Moore's body flew out upside down in an instant, like a stone shot out by a slingshot, shooting out in one direction, and unless this force disappeared, he couldn't turn back at all.

How did the rotten wood-like body withstand such a blow, and the blood spurted from his mouth all the way.

This is the power of order, no one can fight against order, Nyven Moore's face was panicked, he looked at Yuluo in disbelief, and muttered, "Heavenly Tribulation." ”

The purple halo above Yuluo's head became deeper and deeper, and at the same time more and more illusory. The halo grew darker and darker from the outside to the inside, and when the edges turned dark purple, a black void had formed in the center.

It's not just black, it's because the human eye can't see through it, so it's subconsciously seen as black, and it's an unknown territory. The world has been poked out so that people can see this uncharted territory.

The purple ripples rippled faster and faster, spreading into a huge sphere centered on Youluo, a lilac sphere with a diameter of nearly three hundred meters.

In order to avoid damaging the world, the Apocalypse will be carried out in this sphere.

At this time, most of those ghosts had already been absorbed into the body, and only nine black air currents were left to revolve around him quickly, which were the last souls.

Yuluo suddenly opened his eyes, no one had ever seen such a cloudy gaze, and every second he could catch dozens of different emotions from his eyes, contradiction, hypocrisy, greed, deceit, fantasy, doubt, simplicity, fickleness......

His eyes were black, with no pupils and no whites, but he was not blind, he could see everything, and he could see it better than anyone else.

Only when countless pairs of eyes coincide together can such a cloudy gaze be formed, so his eyes are blurry and layered.

Everyone could see something different in his eyes.

An eerie sound of electricity sounded above his head, and it was the voice that woke him up from his slumber.

It was as if he had had a long dream, and it was as if he had a thousand dreams, which is why he seemed so dazed. He looked up at the blue lightning bolt above him, then moved his gaze straight ahead.

Without warning, his right hand was raised, as if he instinctively knew what to do.

So the nine black dragons quickly coiled around his arms, and he looked at the faces of the eager ghosts, each soul wanting to enter his body.

All are welcome!

He absorbed these souls faster than before, and the nine black dragons disappeared into his arms in an instant, and all the souls were squeezed into the same body.

This is where the catastrophe begins.

A blue current shot out of the purple halo and slashed towards the Gloria in some strange trajectory.

The lightning bolt was fast enough, no one had ever seen it so fast. But if it is fast enough that the human eye can only see a vague shadow, but everyone can clearly see the lightning bolt.

But it's the fastest speed in the world.

A huge crack was torn open in the sky, and the sky began to collapse in both directions.

In the large purple sphere, it was clear that the sky inside was different from the outside.

The space within the sphere was constantly collapsing and shattering, and the thin blue lightning was extremely destructive, and there was no doubt that it could easily destroy anything in the world.

Lightning collides, refracts, and bounces back and forth in the sphere.

The space inside the sphere is like a drawing, and this lightning bolt is like a knife, cutting and shattering this drawing in an instant. Every broken irregular drawing will have some scenery left on it, such as clouds, such as sunlight, such as wind.

In this shattered space, the broken clouds will continue to flutter, the broken sunlight will continue to shine, and the broken wind will continue to blow.

But man is intact!

The lightning bolt had indeed slashed through Yuluo's body, split in half from head to toe, or cut in two at the waist, in short, it had already slashed countless cracks in his body.

It stands to reason that his body should have been cut into countless pieces, but right now, his body is intact!

His clothes were long gone, and they had turned to ashes.

The soul in his body was torn to pieces, and the ghosts wailed and screamed, some of them left his body, and some of them still held on to his body.

Those who left the body were destroyed, and those who remained in the body were crushed, so those souls were either lost or fused, and finally gradually ceased to make a sound.

Yuluo's expression never changed, or he didn't have an expression.

But his body was riddled with holes, and every time the lightning cut through his body, it left a charred scar and black smoke.

So he already had countless scars on his body, and he looked like a black person, and the black smoke grew more and more until it completely enveloped him, so that he could no longer see his appearance.

He didn't bleed because his blood began to fit with souls, with different souls.

The process of the Heavenly Tribulation was undoubtedly painful, but since he could bear it, there was nothing more to say.

Not everyone in this world can withstand the catastrophe, but people may be able to guess some clues about the laws of the catastrophe. When a person reaches a certain level of disobedience, he is punished by the Tribulation.

But we don't know whether it was a person who chose to challenge the Tribulation in order to become stronger, or whether the Tribulation chose a person and made him stronger.

Whether the catastrophe is a punishment or an opportunity, that is all said by people, not by heaven, and heaven will not speak.

But what people say is often not credible.

Therefore, if you want to know the truth about a thing, it is best to wait until that event is over.

At this time, Yuluo is no longer Yuluo, and there are more than a thousand evil ghosts and more than a thousand souls living in his heart, so his name should be called Phantom, a ghost with a thousand faces.

The Heavenly Tribulation took a lot of things from the ghost, but at the same time, it also gave him a lot of things, and no one could say these things.

But what I did see was the patterns on his body, the black scars that made some weird tattoos on his body. Nine black dragons, the longest of them, spread from the ghost's ear to the ankle of his left foot.

What was left of the purple orb was a black shattered void, a black smoke, a thin black figure.

As the Tribulation ended, the purple orb began to shrink rapidly, and in the distance, the sky closed again.

Everything was gone, the ghost stood in the air, he still didn't have any expression, could it be that the catastrophe had taken away his expression?

"Brother!"

The person who was most pleased to see this was Nyvenmore, so as soon as he saw that the ghost had survived the catastrophe, he rushed over in a hurry, completely forgetting the pain of his previous injury.

"My brother, do you remember me?" Nyven Moore looked at the ghost, at his grim face.

Immediately, his neck was clasped.

"Click. "It was the sound of bones scraping, he almost choked, the ghost was going to kill him.

It took a lot of effort to resurrect him, but he didn't expect that he would kill himself as soon as he was resurrected!

"It's not him, it's not him. Nervemore said in his heart.

It's not him, but it's who he is, because it's just one side of the ghost's many personalities.

"Brother......" Nervemore's throat was so clenched that he could barely speak, his voice as if it had been crushed.

He looked into the ghost's eyes, and the ghost looked at him like this, and the two looked at each other for a long time.

He saw that the ghost's eyes were constantly changing, but each one was so unfamiliar.

"Hahaha......" Nyvon Moore laughed suddenly, but his expression was painful.

He laughs because he thinks it's ridiculous, that's why he laughs, and the world is really ridiculous because it always plays tricks on people.

But suddenly, the hands stuck in the neck were much weaker.

"Brother!"

He saw that even though the ghost always looked the same expression to others, Nervemore was very sure that the ghost was his brother at this moment.

If the eyes of the ghost were like a pool of stagnant water before, but at this moment, it was as if a moonlight was sprinkled on the water, and even the stagnant water became soft.

So he let go of his hand, and he opened his mouth, as if he was going to call out the word "brother" in the next moment.

But he couldn't make a sound after all, and his eyes were sloppy again.

Nyven Moore noticed this, too, so when he hit himself with his fist, he hurriedly stepped out to block it.

"Good boy. He was beaten and retreated, but he said this, because he was relieved, he could go back to recuperate with his wounds, and when he recovered, he would come back to see the ghost.

"Hahahaha. This time he smiled much more heartily.

But the ghost's fist appeared behind him again.

Barren!

Sensing the terrible aura, Neven Moore didn't dare to be careless, and struck a shadow pressure with his backhand, and the soul power instantly emerged from the ghost's feet, resisting the aura that erupted from his fist, and at the same time shaking him back three steps.

"Hahaha. Nervemore laughed three times, and immediately, the formation under his feet immediately worked.

When his figure reappeared, along with Gondor, Slark, and Nochong, they were already a hundred miles away, and the circle collapsed, and the thousands of corpses on the trees all fell to the ground.

Haunted!

The ghost didn't speak, and he didn't have any expression, but judging by his actions, he didn't intend to let Nyvenmore go easily.

The black qi around his body surged, conjuring up countless black afterimages, within a hundred meters, as long as there was a living person who could breathe, then such a black afterimage would immediately appear around him.

Even if it's just a shadow, it exudes a breathtaking killing intent.