Chapter Ninety-Eight: Abyss Memory
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Following the first death of the Dark Lord Sauron, the godless world was soon followed by the second Abyss Lord, Yogsaron, and when it awoke from the ancient abyss to the material plane, this line from the new expansion became the only doctrine that tentacle fans kept talking about, and the evil power of the Thousand Throats began its plans of aggression in a godless world that dates back to the ancient times.
Witch King Angmar's soul twisted and blurred under the tearing of the spirit plane, he stood alone on the charred ruins, staring silently ahead from the empty Iron Crown.
Since the existing Cyra Hourglass requires the life and soul of the caster to be sacrificed to break the shackles of the greatest power, the emperor has no choice but to use the subconscious Lin Mu personality and his body as a sacrifice, the consequence of this is that his soul is naked exposed to the energy aggregation blow of the Lingwu Continent, and nearly half of the spirit body is wiped out, and there is no strength left to resist the rejection of the material plane and the gravitational pull of the spirit plane.
But Yogsaron's eternal body is also gone, including Momo, the electorate it relies on to carry out its activities, and along with Limmu, all existence has been wiped out by the Destruction Holocaust.
In the vast darkness and desolation, the transparent spiritual gate of Yugsaron appeared out of thin air, and the living of the physical plane could not see it, but the emperor who was already in the gap between the planes could see it clearly.
"Whether it's a game or a reality, the feeling is the same. β
Dragging the bruised soul body all over his body, the emperor staggered to the front of the gate step by step, and glanced inside, and sure enough, it was still the unfathomable space of his life, thousands of dregs of thought floating and scattering, and a huge torrent of information rushed out, as if he wanted to escape from the prison of the spiritual gate year after year.
The Emperor took a deep breath, he still hadn't gotten used to the feeling of his soul body, and he still thought he still needed to breathe.
Stepping into half of the soul body, the emperor instantly felt that the power of the two planes acting on his body began to decrease rapidly, and when he completely entered the inner field of his mind, it was like being cut off from the outside world, and the majestic tomb of Tumonsas that could still be seen when he turned back had a sense of distance across the screen.
"This is the heart of Yugsaron. β
The Emperor's vision was filled with turbulent tentacles, and Yugsaron's inner world was decorated as a majestic and majestic temple of tranquility, and those tentacles guarded the sides of the avenue leading to the throne like guards, and the emperor could not see the end of the temple in any way.
The spirits were no longer entangled and allowed the emperor to move freely, and he walked along the wide avenue of the temple, reaching out to touch the drifting memory fragments along the way, and the untold stories buried in the long history of the godless world were implanted at a geometric speed that left an imprint in his mind.
"How many gods and spirits has it devoured?"
The emperor's heart swelled with names that shook the past and the present in the annals of history, the god of thieves Macari, the god of iron mountains Quinn, the spider goddess Idao, the fallen king Isu, and the skeleton emperor Naraku, these NPCs that existed before the opening of the godless world, the ancestors whose names only appeared in the equipment introduction, finally died at the hands of the same monster.
The sudden shock made the Emperor almost forget that he was in the inner field of Yugsaron's mind, and he forgot to touch the wandering memories of the ancestors in the space.
At some point, the scene suddenly changed in front of him, and a huge pale blue heart that couldn't stop beating hung high on the ceiling of the hall, and the emperor was stunned, and his heart was immediately cautious.
"What does Yogsaron mean, exposing his soul core to his enemies?"
The huge heart suddenly approached downward, and the emperor subconsciously took half a step back, but the speed was not as fast as the speed at which it fell, and the pale blue shadow engulfed the emperor entirely.
He steadied himself and found himself standing at the squeezing intersection of the atria and ventricles, with one of the most complete memory fragments ever seen.
"This is Yugsaron's memory?"
Driven by curiosity, the emperor couldn't help but reach for the shard, holding it firmly in his hand.
Suddenly, there was a earth-shaking change in front of him, and the emperor felt that his mind was accepted into a far, far away wild land, surrounded by no sea, no wood, no blue dome, no birds, beasts, insects and fish, and no human habitation, just like the origin plane of heaven and earth civilization at the beginning of creation.
"We were cast to this planet by the Void Lord to complete the mission of polluting the light, and now that Vera of Iluvita has descended here, my brothers and I have been bloodily suppressed by them, the foolish Ashaji has been crushed by Manway, the king of the gods, the cowardly Cthun has dug his own cave to create his own worm guard, and the wise Enzos has built the abyss with me, but its vision is nothing more. β
Thoughts that sounded like self-description sounded in his mind, and the Emperor found that his vision seemed to coincide with that of a being, and its description was so familiar, that he quickly thought that this was Yugsaron's first perspective.
"In the early days of the Godless World, the creator Iluvita sent his children to the unexplored plane of the gods, the world of origin of the Godless World. β
"However, Yugsaron and his kindred came to this world earlier, and their strength is far less than that of Illavita's Vera, so they can only avoid ...... for the time being."
As the emperor was thinking, his vision changed violently again, and when his vision was clear, a huge wave was set off in his heart.
Sauron!
Dark Lord Sauron, his tall body standing before the Emperor at this moment, Yogsaron prostrate under his majestic and magnificent iron shoes, to be exact.
But now Sauron does not have the slightest breath of evil power, more like a noble and bright god, he is wearing silver-white armor, like a bright spear like the spine of the world across his back, the majestic and handsome general's helmet makes him completely transformed into the commander of the righteous army, and the clear golden eyes at all times make people unable to compare with the endless Sauron magic pupils like Russian nesting dolls on the Doomsday Mountains.
"Do you have your last words left in this world, evil filthy one?"
Yogsaron's azure tentacles couldn't help but hide his huge eyes, and the light on Sauron's body stung the eyes of the familiar darkness that had lived in the abyss for many years, but its mind was so clear that the Emperor could hear its thoughts.
"Enzos was really blinded by fear, and poured all his energy into the corrupted goddess of light, Valda, but he was swallowed by the light, and the abyss was discovered by Vera, and Mirko was sent to clear the abyss, but I just wanted to bewitch the most powerful Vera, Enzos did not discover the dark side of the soul of this noble god, and Yugsaron, who has mastered the spiritual vision, is a unique expert in this area, and no one knows Mirko better than me. β
It cautiously removed a little of its tentacles, and stared directly at the tall Sauron with a sharp pain in its heart, even if he had a thousand tongues, he could not devour the invincible powerhouse in front of him, so he had to use them in the negotiation of sharp teeth.
"Great and honorable Lord Mirkor, Yogsaron does not want to be blinded by the darkness of death for eternity, and Yogsaron also wants to bask in the beautiful sunshine, but your brothers and sisters are disgusted by Yugsaron, especially Valda and Yavanna, what have they created? A green forest of powerless and constructive, and a group of High Elves who sang all day in idleness, creatures born without desire, who could not even be called creatures, and with whom Yogsaron was ashamed to spend his days and nights, asked the great Lord Mirko to extrajudicially merge poor Yogsaron into the abyss, where there was real life. β
With that, Yugsaron curled up in fear, his tentacles covering his eyes again, like an octopus dying of death.
Sauron stared at it silently, as if thoughtful.
"Fear. β
He muttered silently in his heart that this word could not be seen in his brothers and sisters and their creatures, who seemed to be born fearless, carefree every day, able to sing and dance even in the face of death, and were the opposite of the real beings he had imagined for thousands of years.
The death instinct and the survival instinct are the two basic characteristics of living beings, and the descendants of Valda and Manway are simply a bunch of fabricated empty carriers, and if they were to create them, they would surely give birth to a more perfect and real race.
Yogsaron quietly observed Sauron with his psychic abilities, and his heart was almost full of joy.
"Before the Great Movement of Creation was played, Mirko was the most powerful of all the Veras, like a precocious and arrogant child who competed with the god Iluvita in the Great Movement of the Founding Movement, insisting that creation should have a sound and unique mind, not a rigid fabrication according to its own template, and that each creation must have its own unique character, not the same laughing spirit. β
He added his own composition to the big movement, which confronted the main theme of Illuvita, but because of his lack of strength, it was reduced to a murmur, which instead helped the big movement to reach the high level, and Iluvita ruthlessly accused Mirko in front of all the Veras, and Manway and other Vera burst out of laughter, which made Mirko embarrassed, which was the germ of resentment. β
"If I can convince Mirko to betray Vera, the Void Lord's plan to pollute will be just around the corner!"
Listening to Yugsaron's heart, the emperor's soul body trembled, although the official had already hinted that the dark king Sauron might have been a god at one time, he never thought that Sauron was actually one of the children of Iluvita, and he thought that Sauron was just a powerful god who had strayed into the abyss.
In the early antiquity recorded in the annals, Vera was the originator of all things in nature, the ancestor of the gods of the first generation, and the source of the godless world.
Since Sauron is Vera, what did he create back then?
"I have to say, you're a unique filthy person. Sauron crouched down on his knees, a movement that seemed insignificant to him, but it rolled up a storm of dust on the land, and he observed the huddled warcorn of Yugsaron and said, "Is your abyss really full of real life, as you say?"
When Yugsaron heard this, a thousand large mouths opened and closed in his azure flesh, and he slowly moved his tentacles away again with great excitement, and looked at Sauron with a feigned cowardice.
Hooked, Mirko hooked!
It thought excitedly, this voice made the emperor feel uneasy, but Yugsaron, who was not aware of his presence, naturally did not care, and he was ready to use his tongue for the last time.
"Great and honorable Lord Mirkor, in my homeland, in the abyssal land at the bottom of the world, all living beings must fight to survive and grow, and the law of the jungle is the most basic law, and if their survival is temporarily guaranteed, they will find happiness to satisfy themselves. β
"Satisfy your own happiness?"
Sauron asked, confused, for a powerful Vera like him, happiness seemed to be only possessed by a brainless race like the High Elves.
"It's desire, Supreme Mirkor, in the abyss, creatures will try to perfect their conditions in order to chase desires, males are happy to encroach on females in search of short-term pleasure in copulation, gluttonous thugs will hunt their prey everywhere in order to fill their stomachs, and some beings are obsessed with making weaker than its own kind or even aliens submit, and gradually form their own forces, you may sound like a sinister and cruel, but Yogsaron's hometown is a world built up layer by layer of creatures dominated by desire, for Yogsaron, it is real, not like the illusory crystal forest of the High Elvesγ β
With the best of words, Yogsaron described its creation in the abyss vividly, but Sauron just looked at it quietly, as if indifferent to its fanciful explanation, and this strange silence and silence made the emperor nervous, because at this moment even Yugsaron's heart was gone, didn't it be nervous?
After a long time, the emperor felt like centuries had passed, and the majestic figure that seemed to crush the firmament, the dark king Sauron finally spoke.
"Take me to your hometown, filthy one. β
He stood up slowly, the light spear behind him seemed a little dim, and the brilliance on his armor appeared a little dark.
"Do as you command, noble Mirkor. β
Yugsaron laughed inwardly, and the emperor could feel the joy of his plot.
"One more thing. Sauron then said, "Do all the creatures of the abyss look like you? β
Yugsaron had no choice but to admit this question, but it also had a saying: "Mistress Mirkor, this is no way, I created them without any reference, and I had no idea that there was a noble and magnificent existence like you. β
Sauron nodded, its silver-white general's helmet filled with darkness and hollowness.
"In that case, leave it up to me to reinvent them, but the right to name them must be mine. β
"They would be honored to receive the name of Mistress Mirkor. Yugsaron replied respectfully, "What kind of name do you want to give these creatures?"
Sauron was silent for a moment, and when his majestic voice resounded through the empty wasteland, the Emperor's heart was shocked like never before.
"The law of the jungle among the same people, so call them so. β
"People. β