“！”

Zhou Keer wanted to take a step, but found that he couldn't move at all.

"What's going on?"

"I am the endless abyss... No... No! I... Lord of Time and Space! Uh-uhh Damn it! Why is this happening! ”

First confused, then desperate and panicked, a roar came from behind Zhou Ke'er.

A strong attraction prompted Zhou Ke'er to turn around and look over there.

I saw a small mountain of countless wriggling pieces of flesh and tentacles slowly moving out of the broken petri dish, and every time it moved, there would be an unknown number of pieces of meat falling from it, but its volume did not change, as if the pieces of meat regenerated at the same time as they fell.

And at the top of this pile of meat pieces, there is a middle-aged man with his upper body exposed.

He wasn't very handsome, but most of the time it was due to the fact that he had always maintained a serious and cold expression, and his majesty was accentuated by two deep nasolabial folds. And in his extremely deep eyes, there seems to be an unknown tyranny and ferocity.

And he was wrapped only in a long linen robe, which showed his chest diagonally, but it did not appear to be overstepping, but like one of those grim gods in Greek mythology.

Of course, this must only be true when ignoring his now hideous expression, and the linen robe that was stained with blood and stains, and was completely unrecognizable in its original color.

Countless sinuous and uneven marks surged under his exposed skin, and blue-purple, black-gray marks spread over it.

The hideous, pained expression indicated that he seemed to be being eroded by some foreign object.

"Yellow Springs! Death! I feel her breath in you! Where is she! ”

The man held his head in both hands, his eyes widened with bloodshot and pitch-black lines, and shouted loudly at Zhou Ke'er.

The other party's frantic state seemed to cause a certain resonance on Zhou Ke'er's body, forcing him to kneel on the ground, holding his head in his hands and screaming in pain, almost speechless.

"Hey, hey... This game, there will be a headache every few minutes, and I'm afraid that if I continue to do this, I will cause a bunch of brain damage, is this really possible? ”

Zhou Keer couldn't help but complain like this in her heart.

"Evil... Is this evil? How can it be... Why is it on me! What about my Godhead? How could it be... It's actually polluted by evil! This..."

The other party watched Zhou Ke'er fall to the ground and convulsed, and his frantic emotions gradually subsided, turning from a loud roar to a low mumble.

"I see... Actually, did it fail? The world, or is it destroyed? Ragnarok, as it were..."

The man whispered to himself, but he didn't deliberately lower his voice.

With a flick of his right hand, the large pile of flesh beneath him immediately disintegrated, splattering countless pieces of meat, crumbs, and debris. He landed slowly on the ground and shook his linen robe lightly, and all the stains on it were shaken off, and they returned to their original whiteness.

But his blood-red right eye, which was still pitch black, and the occasional squirming bumps under his skin suggest that he didn't make him any safer.

However, the pain in Zhou Keer's brain at this time has weakened a lot.

"This guy just said... The destruction of the world? So, is this mod really from the old era background... Also, he mentions Ragnarok, which is indeed recorded in a few of the last texts of the Old Era..."

Zhou Ke'er barely ran his still painful brain, and slowly stood up while thinking: "He just talked about the [Godhead]... This is supposed to be in the so-called European mythology of the Old Era, which means that he was... God?

Ha, how is this possible, how can there be a god who has been arrested and used as research material... Moreover, looking at the way he looked just now, it didn't look like the Western gods of the old era in the record, right? ”

"Who are you? Why is there the breath of yellow springs on my body? ”

The man slowly approached Zhou Ke'er.

The closer he got, the more Zhou Keer felt a complicated feeling, which not only attracted him to want to get close to the other party, but also made him feel afraid and disgusted, and wanted to leave the other party as far away as possible.

"Yellow Springs? What a familiar noun... I want to think.. It seems to be a place similar to the "underworld" in the east and the "hell" in the west... It seems that some sources directly equate "underworld" with "yellow springs"... However, no matter which way it is interpreted, it should be "the place where the dead should go", right? ”

When Zhou Ke'er heard this, her mind quickly thought, "Then what he means is that I have the breath of 'death' on my body... Is it?

No... Wait, if you think about it like this, it doesn't make sense. No matter how this guy looks at it, let's deduce it according to his own words just now, it should be the Western god in the old era, why would he use "Yellow Spring", a term unique to the East in the old era? Shouldn't it be called "hell"? ”

"Mortal! I have given you the highest honor to answer my questions, but why are you slow to speak? ”

The man saw that Zhou Ke'er didn't answer immediately for a while, so he asked in a deep voice.

"Hmm... And this guy's linguistic fetish, it should be the old literary language of the East in the old era... What the hell is this..."

Zhou Ke'er couldn't deduce anything with the help of such intricate information, and the other party seemed to be impatient, so he grinned, "Hey! When you ask someone a question, shouldn't you give your name first? Also, I don't know what Yellow Spring is! ”

Zhou Keer is gambling that if the other party really wants to know the news of the so-called "Yellow Spring", and Zhou Keer really has the breath of "Yellow Spring", then the other party will definitely not kill Zhou Keer.

In this situation where he knows that he will most likely not be killed by the other party, if he doesn't waste, is it still Zhou Keer?

"Ignorant and foolish mortals... You made a decision that you will regret! ”

The dark fog in the man's right eye surged, and he stretched out his hand to grab Zhou Ke'er, who couldn't move, "Since you want to know my name, then you have to pay the corresponding price!" Know this, even if you are corrupted by evil... Gods, gods after all! ”

After that, the hand that the man was holding Zhou Ke'er suddenly twisted completely, and countless tentacles and pieces of flesh poured out of it, and then drilled into the wound he left on Zhou Ke'er in an instant.

"Uh-uhh

Zhou Ke'er couldn't even feel the pain in his flesh anymore, he vaguely heard the whispering in his ears that seemed to be close to the distance, he couldn't understand it at all, the indescribable whisper, he saw the surging in the darkness, the staring in the abyss, in the endless universe... A fool's nightmare...

"It's just a little bit of evil leaked out, is it unbearable? Sure enough, he's just a mortal! It seems that it is just inadvertently contaminated with the breath of Yellow Springs? ”

The man shook his hand disdainfully and threw Zhou Ke'er to the ground aside, "Then, in exchange, although it is not equivalent, it will be regarded as out of my pity.... Thou shalt hear! My name! I am the god of time and space, Kronos! ”

"Kronos..."

Zhou Ke'er fell to the ground, twitching and spasming uncontrollably, completely unable to control his body, but for some reason his thoughts gradually became clear.

"A little impressed... The main god of Greek mythology in the Old Era, it seems to be the banished god-king... The king of time and space, indeed, should be this... However, it is recorded that he does not have the power of tentacles or anything like that.

Evil, it should be because of this! He had just kept talking about what he called "wickedness," and he had said at the beginning that his "godhead" had been corrupted by "wickedness"... These tentacles and pieces of flesh are supposed to be created by "evil"! ”

Zhou Ke'er didn't notice at all that the countless fine wounds on his body actually poked out the tiny and uncountable, wriggling, waving tiny tentacles.

Glancing at the status bar, Zhou Ke'er found that his sanity value had dropped to one-tenth, although the rate of decline had slowed down for some reason, but... According to the rules in the game that if the sanity value reaches zero, it will be judged as a failure of the game, Zhou Keer estimates that there is less than half an hour left.

"Mortal, I grant you eternal deliverance, out of my mercy... Well? Wait a minute! ”

Kronos was about to deal with Zhou Ke'er who fell to the ground and was convulsing, but he suddenly took a few steps closer to Zhou Ke'er in shock, "The evil that leaked out of my body has not regenerated... Thou art purifying, no... Actually absorbing evil? ”

Before Zhou Ke'er could say anything, countless tentacles popped out of his body and stabbed on Kronos's arm.

"Huh? This is... Sure enough, I guessed correctly, you... You can actually absorb evil! I see, how can people who have been in contact with Huangquan be just mortals..."

Kronos's pupils shrank suddenly, and the dark fog swirled, but it faded at an extremely slow rate, "No, it's not just extraordinary... This kind of ability, if Chen Tian and the others can have this ability, the plan will not fail! The world will not be destroyed by those evils! ”

"Wait... Chen Tian!? ”

Zhou Ke'er's eyes widened, and he struggled to turn his head to look at Kronos, and asked in disbelief, "You just... Anyway, Chen Tian, right? Chen Tian? Right? ”