As those black shadows continued to suck on the body fluids of the Rotten Wyvern, their size began to increase little by little, and the black shadows that were originally only the thickness of a finger had expanded several times in just a dozen seconds, and now they were already the thickness of their wrists, and they looked like they were on par with the touch of Calon floating beside Xiuge, and not only that, but the "protrusions" growing on these long shadows also began to expand and grow further.

Now, they have the exact outline.

"It looks like claws and wings...... In other words, these things should not be snakes, and their true form should be different from that of Charon's Touch. ”

From a relatively safe distance, Hug carefully observed the changes in the shadows.

Gradually, he realized that these elongated beings seemed to be some kind of strange reptilian creatures with diverse characteristics and the ability to fly.

Considering that there was always some connection between the various sacrifices prepared in the past and the results of the final "exchange", Shug decided that these strange-looking shadows could be some kind of deity that existed in the past time and space and once roamed the world of Brahman.

It didn't take long for the rotten wyvern fluids that Shug had offered to be sucked up by these strange long shadows, and they gradually loosened each other, and Shug saw that the empty bucket that was connected to the end of their bodies was now full of fluid.

In the dim light, these liquids of unknown composition reveal a disgusting color, which is dominated by two colors, yellow and green, which Xiuge can see are constantly blending and writhing in the limited space, and those irregular lines are even more disgusting.

The process of sacrifice apparently did not end.

Hug saw that the liquid inside the bucket seemed to be driven by some kind of force, and they began to rotate along the walls of the bucket, so that the strange colors formed a dazzling pattern with this rotation, and with this change, these colors gradually began to spread outward—they were no longer confined to the bucket, but as the liquid rotated, it quickly entered the black shadows connected to the barrel.

At this moment, the metal disc in Xiuge's spiritual world began to slowly speed up.

The court hound, which has the status of a "predator" in a metal disc, stands up vigilantly in its room, grinning to reveal its sharp fangs and tiny tentacles used to suck the fluids of its prey.

However, Xiuge did not feel any yearning and desire for hunting from the court hound, on the contrary, the court hound transmitted a series of strong resistance to Xiuge the moment he got up.

Yes, it was not timidity, fear, or cringe, but a very simple and direct disgust and resistance.

Just as Shug was about to try to ask why, all the metal disc "occupants" except for the court hounds behaved similarly without exception.

The galloping rat, which was second only to the court hound in terms of intuition, blew up its fur unconsciously, and Xiuge squinted his eyes, only to see that the huge three-tailed mouse had now clearly "exploded" into a huge hairball, its mouth was tightly closed, the gaze in its dark green eyes flickered, and the depths of its throat were constantly emitting a sound that seemed to express threat.

The touch of Calon began to vibrate violently, and Hug noticed that the black tentacles, which were not supposed to have a clear expression of emotion, instinctively grew more black, and it seemed that they were eager to wrap themselves firmly in these hard protective layers.

As for the summoned mirror messenger clone, it is even more explicit.

As a stand-in that could "block the knife" for Xiuge at a critical moment, it unconsciously took two steps back and stood directly in a relatively backward position, the crystallized gun in its right hand had entered a state of waiting to be fired, and its left hand was placed in a position that was incomprehensible to Xiuge.

It's covering its nose.

It looked like it smelled something unbearable.

"It's not...... As for you? ”

Shuge felt a little unexpected, because he didn't feel much threat from his intuition and the rotation of the metal disc, so he didn't understand why these ancient creations he possessed were showing such seriousness and vigilance at this moment.

It's just so unusual.

At this time, those yellow-green hues were finally completely "filled" into these black shadows, and at the same time, Xiuge finally saw the true appearance of these strange shadows.

Almost instantly, Xiuge felt that his eyes and aesthetics had been seriously damaged.

He had seen many, many ugly and twisted things, but neither the Descendants of the Abyss, nor the court hounds, nor the strangely shaped creatures he had glimpsed in the dream of the "Great Ship" could be "comparable" with the long and narrow beings writhing in front of him now.

The sliver-like creatures, which had grown to the thickness of their wrists, snaked forward, and the yellow-green liquid injected into them gave them an extremely creamy-looking "skin" that looked like it was covered in a thick layer of oil paint, and in the midst of these changes in color, Shuge could faintly distinguish the fine scales growing on their bodies.

At the same time, the colors have managed to climb onto the claws and wings of these creatures.

Their claws are elongated, but they are clearly not the limbs of reptilian creatures in conventional wisdom, their claws are actually more like "palms" in human cognition, although they have some kind of pointed claws at the end of their "fingers" that seem to be enough to cut the skin and flesh of their prey, but these "fingers" themselves are clearly more grasping, and Shug can even imagine what they look like when they use these limbs to manipulate tools.

In addition to this, there is something special about the wings that grow on their bodies.

These wings are clearly more inclined to the "wing membranes" of Shugue's cognition, and they are actually parts that extend from the sides of simple limbs that look like tentacles, and at their junctions, Shuge can see countless hanging flocculents—which are actually tiny tendrils that are used for unknown purposes.

But no matter what the parts are, the surface is covered with that special color......

These creatures had no eyes or any visual organs on their surfaces, but when the spiral jagged teeth began to slowly turn, Shug was surprised to see that in the depths of their cavities, there were countless tiny eyeballs that were densely clustered, and now, these eyes that emitted a faint light were peering through the small mouths of the outside world.

“……”

At the moment when he saw the faces of these monsters, an extremely strong strange emotion suddenly germinated from Xiuge's heart, he frowned and took a step back, just wanted to mobilize his magic power to adjust his mental state, he found that the strange emotion before had actually taken root in his body, and his mind had been completely occupied by strong fear and hatred!

In the "barrel" behind it, the strange liquid is still spinning, but as this process progresses, the translucent bucket seems to gradually begin to detach itself from its own form, and in Xiuge's increasingly confused vision, the colors that were originally bound to the inside of the container gradually break through the "cage" and bring the distinct lines to the outside world.

As this unnatural change continued, Shuge found that he could no longer distinguish the difference between the "container" and the strange creations of the outside world, and he suddenly realized that the two seemed to be one and the same, and that the barrel behind him was not a container at all, but some kind of large, twisted organ that supported the strange creatures......

At this point, the bright and viscous yellow-green liquid had begun to circulate between the creatures and the organs behind them, and this tendency made the ugly elongated beings more active, and they began to constantly try to stretch their bodies, and with this action, the "oil paint" covering their bodies also began to flow faster, and in an instant, they formed more complex psychedelic patterns.

The metal disc seemed to spin faster, and the fingers of his right hand quickly landed on the trigger of the Hound Fang, and he was ready to attack.

An unpleasant sound with distinct syllables and pauses emanating from the limbs and wings of the striped creatures was clearly not the threatening roar of the beasts, but some exact language, and the monstrous beings muttered something as they lifted their strange limbs and poked their jagged spiral mouthparts in the direction of Xiug.

Sensing the obvious hostility, Xiuge no longer hesitated, he immediately raised the tooth of the hound, and was about to pull the trigger, but there was a crisp sound from the fingers of his right hand.

"What?"

Shuge was stunned.

The trigger of the Hound Tooth was directly broken.

Before Xiuge could figure out what was happening, he found that the weapon in his hand had begun to collapse at a very fast speed, and in just two breaths, it had turned into a cloud of powder, and Xiuge also found that the connection between himself and the court hound had also been broken, as if it had never existed at all.

"Click...... Click......"

The yellow-green shadow continued to approach while making a sound, and in the face of the threat in front of him, Xiug immediately gave orders to the Running Rat and the Touch of Calron, but even more puzzling things happened one after another, Snick, who had always been fearless of death and would always faithfully carry out orders, directly gave a decisive refusal to respond to Xiuge's orders, and not only that, but it also retreated directly into the distance, and shrank behind a row of tables, cowering to observe the changes here.

As for the Touch of Calon, which is an important means of fighting for Xiuge, it has become weak at this moment, and the hard skin that could have given people a great sense of security has completely disappeared at this moment......

Xiuge's heartbeat began to speed up, and he turned his head to look at his side, only to see that the messenger stand-in in the mirror was already holding his head and shrunk to the ground at this moment, it looked as cowardly and desperate as ordinary people when facing monsters.

"What the hell is going on?"

Panic began to grow in Xiuge's mind in an uncontrollable state, his breathing became rapid, the scene in front of him seemed to become chaotic and trance-like, and those disgusting yellow-green hues began to entangle, and with the extension of those monsters, they continued to occupy Xiuge's field of vision.

They were approaching fast, and an extremely unpleasant smell rushed straight into Xiuge's nostrils.

He smelled rot and death in the smell.

The psychedelic colors and suffocating smell brought back to him the despair, powerlessness, and pain that had been far away from Shuge for a long time, and a large number of memories related to the concept of fear began to emerge uncontrollably from the depths of Shuge's mind.

Shuge saw that his first "sacrifice" was pierced by the touch of Karon.

He saw Verine Ernst in the study of the old mansion, mercilessly interrogating him.

He also saw himself in the sewers of the city of Salem, flooded and divided by the surging children of the abyss......

In just a few seconds, Xiuge seemed to get a glimpse of the countless different branches of his fate, and the development of any one branch seemed to lead to a new tragic end.

The monsters in front of them obviously possessed some kind of terrifying power that interfered and affected their emotions and thoughts, and their hideous mouthparts had come to Xiuge's face, and the constantly rolling eyes in the cavity looked greedily at the face of the young man in front of them, and in the depths of these eyes, all the details of Xiuge's memories were constantly reflected......

What Xiuge didn't know was that what he was dealing with was actually an existence that had been notorious among all the Vanin creatures since ancient times.

Among the many civilizations and communities of the time, these monsters had a unified name, and they were called "Roots of Destiny".

Feeding on the emotions of intelligent beings, they can easily evoke the most painful memories of their victims and plunge them into despair and fear, and their presence is enough to threaten even those who have received the blessings and favors of the gods, and under the influence of their power, these relatives may even have a glimpse of the destruction of their faith.

And now, these ancient creations, summoned by the "Rotten Wyvern Body Fluid", finally have another chance to use their abilities, and they look at the prey in front of them, who has been dragged into the illusion from the very beginning, and the cavity is constantly emitting a noisy sound that represents a pleasant emotion......

(End of chapter)