readx;? The Dark Land, since it is called the Dark Land, it must be extremely dark, even in the abyss where even the air flows with darkness, this dark place is extremely dark. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

In the memories of the bones of those creatures who had been so old for so long, this dark place was not so dark at one time, or rather, it was only one of the components of the Endless Abyss, and it was not special.

However, it seems that someday in the millennium, or 10,000 years ago, this became a place of darkness.

On that day, without any warning, the endless darkness began to boil in vain, and then, a huge crack was torn open, and beyond that rift, a never-before-seen energy burned, and for some reason, this burning power made these bones extremely disgusted, and the souls hidden in the bones began to roar in pain, although that did not reduce the slightest pain from them, and then, at the moment when their souls had disappeared, the burning energy was instantly extinguished, and then, a huge one, by the four that had ever been seen...... The huge sphere wrapped in color squeezed in from the crack and was suspended in this endless darkness, with the suspension of the sphere, trembling, the whole space, no, this darkness in a radius of hundreds of millions of miles was instantly enraged, turning into a terrifying giant beast roaring, but at the moment of arrival, it was directly wiped out by the rotating sphere, turning into the tiniest darkness and absorbing on top of the others...... In the end, when hundreds of millions of miles of darkness were diluted, this place, which was originally without any peculiarity, became a dark place.

No hope, no freedom, no ...... All.

Shirentar dropped the bones in his hand and said with an extremely solemn expression: "That energy, I'm afraid it is the holy light, in that four-colored sphere, I think it is the root of the four elements controlled by that god, in this way, only the main god can seal a god, that is to say, here, there is a god imprisoned by the god of light, Lorfando, that is, the one we are talking about, the god of magic who turned into a four-colored flower in the endless light." ”

"If you say that, does it mean that we are going to face the seal of a Lord God, or even that once we make an agreement with that god, we will also face the abomination of a Lord God, and that Lord God is also one of our most feared Lord Gods, the God of Light, Lorfando?"

Shirentar nodded repeatedly, "Yes, you're right. ”

"Well, since I'm right, then, Shirentar, can you put me down first. Seriti was hanging upside down and was grabbed by Shirental, eight huge tentacles only wrapped around Shilintar's hand, and a pair of eyes the size of mung beans were full of helplessness and resentment.

After the adjournment of that day. With great excitement, he rushed towards the entrance of the abyss, ready to use his eight tentacles, which can be long, short, hard and soft, to capture a few elven women, and enjoy the happiness that he has not enjoyed for tens of thousands of years, and just when he was imagining, Shiren Taal came directly, and after a fight, in the end, he was directly caught by Shiren Taal, and traveled hundreds of millions of miles a day to the edge of this dark place.

Shirentar shook his head, "This can't be done, I still need the help of your immortal body, as soon as I let go, my yin and fallen character will inevitably escape, when the time comes, who do you say I will find to find my way?"

Seriti immediately scolded the entire family of Shirentar in his heart, and came to him just to explore his way, and he also went to the seal of a main god to explore the way, didn't he think he had a long life and wanted him to die?

"I refuse. Seriti yelled, deciding that he would never give his precious life until he had finished enjoying the elven women.

Shirrantal seemed to see Seriti's thoughts, and with a wave of his hand, a dozen elven women the size of flies flew out in front of them.

"Go ahead and enjoy. Shirentar waved his hand.

As early as the moment those elves appeared, Seriti felt that the cells in his whole body were trembling, and now when he heard Shilentar say this, his huge body suddenly shrank, and in a blink of an eye, it shrank to twice the size of those elves, and then, a strange laugh sounded in the dark, and Seriti's eight tentacles directly pounced on those elves.

"No, no, what is this? It's disgusting, don't come near me, get out of here, get out of the way. ”

"Oh my God, how can there be such a filthy creature, no, the elven god is above, please save me, I don't want it, don't want it. ”

"Help me, Salma, save me, don't, you disgusting things, Salma won't let you go. ”

Those elves woke up the moment they were thrown, and after a moment of confusion, they saw ugly tentacles full of hard bumps stretched out, and those hands were staring at them with soybean-sized eyes, not only that, but in those eyes, there was a chilling ** flicker, just a glance, which made their whole bodies tremble.

Seriti didn't care about the calls of those elves, in his opinion, such calls made him more excited, then, the next pleasure will be stronger, and the life instinct that has accumulated for tens of thousands of years will also be released in the most fundamental.

Without pity, the eight tentacles held all the elves over, and the strange binding methods in Seriti's mind were suddenly transmitted to each tentacle, and then ......

"Haha, Shireenthal, do you want to try it? This feeling, this feeling is really...... Oh my God, the gods are up there, what is this coming back from the tip of the tentacle? This trembling, I ...... I really...... No, oh my God, it's really ......"

Shirentar retreated to the side in disgust, although they were both dark beings, but Shirentar was undoubtedly the kind of very noble, and Seriti was an existence that even dark creatures were extremely disgusted.

", just enjoy yourself, and besides, you'd better hurry, we're running out of time. ”

"Okay, Shireanthal. Seriti laughed, "Come on, babes, let's get a little faster." ”

As the words fell, in the darkness, a high-pitched voice came and went, and the voice was mixed with something incomparably strange, such as pleasure, such as pain, such as guilt, such as addiction, such as despair, such as ......

"Hahaha, is this the creature of the mainland? These feelings, how complicated, how delicious, after ten thousand years, I finally feel such a delicious taste again, God, thank you, for giving me the tentacles that can feel the deliciousness, I ...... I...... Ah, it's so delicious, how can it be so delicious? I really ...... I can't help myself, come on, babies, come on, let me feel more of your dedication, so that the wonderful feeling never ends. ”

A dozen elves are going crazy, and their only thought now is death, but, before this thought, there is always a voice telling them, wait, just a little more, just a little more, they can die, really, just a while.

However, in the midst of this moment, their voices began to be hoarse, their bodies began to soften, their consciousness began to drift, and finally, with a sound similar to crying, their beauty directly turned into pale gray hair.

Seriti let out a sigh of satisfaction, withdrew his tentacles, and in an instant, he turned into a height of ten thousand feet, level with Shiren Tar, and then, the soybean-sized eyes slowly smiled, "Okay, we can go now." ”

Shirentar took two steps back in disgust before nodding.

Seriti smiled indifferently, he was born with tentacles and monsters he was so familiar with such a gaze, it happened to him almost every day, to put it mildly, among the creatures who hated him, Shirentar, hehe...... How old is he?

The Dark Lands, this extremely dark place compressed by countless darknesses, is so thick that it can't hold anything else, even those dark creatures that are like fish in the water in the dark. Here, you can only live.

Yes, alive, when Shirentar and Seriti had entered this dark place, the dark place shook suddenly, layer by layer ripples, and instantly fell on their bodies, like runes the size of fists, one by one imprinted on their bodies, and then, the unprecedented feeling of weakness suddenly permeated their hearts, it seemed that all the power was instantly hollowed out, and nothing was left, the huge body was forcibly compressed to the size of about three meters, and every step forward was like carrying an abyss mountain, the heaviness, every shaking made them tremble, as if they could reach the ground at any time, and they could no longer stand up。

"In this case, we won't be able to get out of the sealed place at all. Seridi wailed, he had eight tentacles, which meant that Shirintal had to bear four times as much pressure as he took a step, which made Seriti, who was not as strong as Shirenthal, feel extremely painful.

"Damn, how can that bitch of Loerfando attract so much darkness and compress it to such a density? He's a god of light, not our god of darkness. ”

"Oh, how can she, a bitch, have such power? Oh my God, this terrifying concentration of dark power, I don't even wonder if I'm going to die here!" Seriti lifted one tentacle with difficulty, put it forward, and slammed it to the ground with a "snap".

"No, if we continue like this, we will die of exhaustion here, who would have thought that I would be exhausted to death as a legend?

"So what do you say?"

Shirentar smiled fiercely, his big thick black hand was raised, and it landed on the ugly face, and he used force violently, tearing it up, and his body was directly torn in half, and then a faint gray shadow came out of his body, looking like that, it was exactly the same as Shiruental's appearance.

And this, that is, the talent of ghouls.

The so-called ghoul is a hybrid between a corpse and a soul, because there is no soul fire, but only hides the soul in a lifeless body, so the ghoul is also the only dark creature that is not afraid of the light element.

In the record, the first ghouls were the product of the study of immortality by alchemists, and in their conception, the soul was sealed in the corpse, and the corpse was used to resist the ravages of time, and the soul was preserved in the corpse for eternity.

Although such an idea is simple, just like a house and a person, in that era when the study of immortality has just begun, such an idea has to be said to be a very terrifying idea, and the things derived from this terrifying idea are naturally very terrifying.

Due to the relationship between the Lord of the Soul, the soul has absolutely no chance of becoming a god, however, almost every ghoul is a strength above the Sage, that is to say, the Ghoul is born a Sage.

As for talent, to put it bluntly, it is the soul that is sealed in the body to break free from the shackles of the body and come out.

Sure enough, as soon as the gray shadow came out, Shiren Taral suddenly felt a sense of relaxation in his body, without the restraints of his body, and his completely nihilistic soul was incomparably free in the dark, that feeling was like flying in the air, completely free, without restraints.

"This ...... What an amazing talent. Seriti sighed, and then her face changed, and she said, "You can go now, but what should I do?

Shirentar snorted coldly, "Go back, what you think is quite beautiful, my dozen elves are not for you to enjoy for nothing." ”

Saying this, Seriti's two soybean-sized eyes widened, "Then what should I do? Your speed is so fast, I just want to chase you, and I can't catch up." ”

"It's easy to do. Shirenthal said, "If I'm not mistaken, the tentacle monster's talent should be infinite rebirth." ”

"yes, so what?" Seriti paused for a moment, he couldn't figure out what it had to do with his talent.

That is to say, as long as you still have a little bit of flesh, as long as you are given time, you will be able to be resurrected again, and the miraculous thing is that the resurrected you are complete except for the weaker strength, whether it is memory or soul. ”

"This ...... That's right. Gradually, Seriti had a very bad feeling, as if soon, he was about to be in trouble.

Sure enough, Shirentar slowly approached Seriti, and the gray shadow gradually deepened into the tentacles, like a cage, enveloping Seriti in it.

"You, what do you want to do?" Seriti cursed in his heart, here, all his powers were limited, and in the face of Shirentar, who had turned into a soul state, it could be said that there was almost no power to resist.

Shirenthal looked Seriti in the eye and said slowly, "So, let me ask you how big is the smallest piece of flesh that can bring you back to life in a day? Is it half a tentacle or one?" (To be continued.) )

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