Sebailan's groggy consciousness suddenly came to his senses. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

He was about to drown in the boundless darkness, but at the last moment, he was pulled out of the abyss, which lifted his spirits.

It's just that he can't figure out what's going on.

His memory was shattered, and he even forgot where he was for a moment.

He tried to move his body, but the strange feeling on his body was completely different from his usual movements.

That's when he realized that it wasn't his body.

Then, the memories flooded over him, and he remembered.

“...... Did I succeed? Did I take the power of the Elven King?"

His own voice sounded so strange, like an empty inorganic matter, a flat sound with no ups and downs, and a heavy echo.

His vision made him feel a temporary discomfort, and now his way of observing the world, which is definitely not possessed by human beings, is a kind of 360-degree vision without dead ends, not to see the world with his eyes, but every part of his body has become his eyes.

Moreover, he also felt that his body was full of strength.

Unlike the weakened human body, the current body is full of energy, and the feeling of being full of magic is quite good, and he feels that he can do anything now.

It's just that he feels a little dissatisfied.

It was an inexplicable feeling, from the depths of the body, from the depths of the soul.

"That's because you're running out of life, and because of my influence, you should be very hungry right now. ”

A voice with a hint of a smile suddenly sounded from the darkness.

It was then that Sebailan became aware of the intruder's existence, and he had forgotten that there was another person with him.

"Let's not talk about that, King Sebailan, are you satisfied with your body?"

Sebailan subconsciously looked at his current body, and then only fear remained in his heart.

"What is this? Don't! Don't! What is this? What the hell is this!"

The sound of the elf's magical body vibrating the air is still so mechanical, but anyone can feel the fear and fright contained in it.

The body of the Elven King should be a combination of pure magic, a polymer of huge magic that far exceeds the limits of human beings, and it should be clear and incomparably bright.

However, what caught Sebairan's eye now was a twisted alien body.

He couldn't put into words his body, it was a chaotic structure, it was a structure that didn't make sense, it was something that shouldn't be in the world.

It's not normal, it's rugged, it's distorted.

Then, in the midst of the horror and confusion, he realized that the place he was in had become the same twisted world.

The underground cavern excavated by man was supposed to be a planned and leveled rock wall, but now what he saw was a mass of muscle that was constantly wriggling like a living thing, and an inorganic matter that was indiscriminately covered with the organs of various creatures.

The eyes open in the muscles, the teeth become pupils, and in the pupils there are tiny hearts, and around these heterogeneous structures are inanimate clods of earth.

Outside of the clods, octopus-like tentacles waved and sprayed transparent slime, which crawled slowly like mosquitoes, and soon grew a nose-like organ that swallowed air with a faint breath.

The entire underground world has become a distorted abstraction, free from the shackles of reality.

Abnormal, foreign body, heterogeneity.

It was as if a dead thing had been brought to life, something that should not and could not have been alive, was emitting a disgusting gasp.

Sebailan was so disgusted that he wanted to vomit, but he couldn't, he wanted to close his eyes and not look, and he couldn't retract his three-dimensional gaze.

His consciousness began to blur once more, and he felt the last vestiges of his self being corrupted by the twisted air here, assimilating into a part of those distortions.

Even the fear in his heart gradually turned into inexplicable joy, and he couldn't control his emotions and laughed loudly.

"Ahh

The mana-constructed body, which was supposed not to feel hungry, purred and screamed, and he felt hungry.

It was as if he hadn't eaten for a month, and his whole body was so hungry that he was screaming pain, and the non-existent stomach secreted hungry stomach acid, and the unpleasant burning sensation made him almost go crazy.

He wanted to eat.

He wants to eat fresh flesh and blood.

He wants to swallow a human being.

"An excessively large existence, even if it does nothing and just exudes an aura, is enough to change and distort everything in the world. ”

In the distorted world of Vientiane, only Lin Yuan remained normal.

"The information that every thing can hold is limited, and when it is inevitably affected by the information of the superior that is larger than the universe, it will begin to change, and the dead will become living things, and living things will become foreign objects, and they will advance to impossible realms until they destroy themselves. ”

This is not Lin Yuan's magic, he is just slightly infiltrating the breath in his soul, changing everything in the vicinity.

"Since it's a breath emitted from the 'Soul of the Xenopathy', it might as well be called the 'Xenomorphic Spirit'. ”

After casually choosing a name for the influence he had made, Lin Yuan smiled and looked at the individual whose human language was indescribable.

The body that had been seized by the Elven King, after countless twists, could probably only be represented by "chaos" and "chaos".

As long as you are a normal person, after seeing this indescribable thing, you will feel uncomfortable inside and outside your body, and you don't want to see this kind of thing again, if you continue to watch it, you will be infected by the "madness" left on it, and you will become distorted.

This is the information infection of the superiors, the existence that is too large, just existing in the world, will change the world unconsciously.

"In a way, it can also be called the mentally retarded aura? The whole world becomes mentally retarded, and even the form of things that have no ability to think and dead things will disintegrate and become a disabled person, well, well, this explanation seems super far-fetched. ”

The alien being that King Sebailan had become, after feeling the breath of a living person a few hundred meters away, began to agitate, and he waved his strange limbs on his body, trying to leave this underground cavern, to find his food, to start his eating.

"Human consciousness is too fragile, but I woke you up, and it didn't take you to become like this in less than a few minutes?"

In order to let the other party make a choice, Lin Yuan once again awakened the other party's consciousness with bad intentions.

"Your Majesty, you now know your condition, and which path do you choose?"

King Sebailan, who had come to his senses, endured the pain of hunger in his body, and endured it bitterly, so that he would not go to the ground, and once he saw the food on it, he would probably be unable to restrain it any longer.

"Although the strength of the Elven King's body has been greatly reduced, he still has the most basic combat power of a strategic-level magister, and if he wants to drive away the army outside, if he really fights for his life, it should be possible, but once you go to it, what will happen, you yourself should know very well, right?"

King Sebairan, who was suppressing his body, listened to the smiling voice, and his heart was filled with deep despair.

"As for the other way, you should also know very well, the method is very simple, you just have to self-destruct, throw away all the toil passed down from your ancestors, let this country be swallowed up by the invaders, and then disappear forever in this uninhabited underground cavern without anyone knowing, when there will definitely be people who think that their king has abandoned them, and in exchange for this, the civilians above will not be eaten by you, and can continue to live under the rule of the invaders. ”

King Sebailan felt that he was about to lose control of himself, his consciousness could not resist the impulses of his body, and in a few moments he would not be able to hold back his hunger.

"Come, Lord of the Dead, let me see how you choose. ”

For King Sebailan, the king of a nation, this was a dilemma.

At the same time, it is also a choice from the beginning, with only one answer.

King Sebailan sighed deeply.

He looked out into the depths of the cave, his eyes as if he had seen through hundreds of meters of rock formations.

Then, he left one last word that echoed through the dark underground.

"My child will leave it to you, my old friend......"