Shuge had already witnessed the effects of the magic of the Abyss on the other gods.

At that time, he was busy fighting the troublesome Descendants of the Abyss in the closed city of Selen, in order to further strengthen the Running Rat's mobility and let it escape from the encirclement of the Descendants of the Depths with him, Xiuge instilled this special magic into the Running Rat more than once.

But that level of transformation is obviously still relatively rudimentary, or it can be said that it is not a transformation at all, it is just a change in the form of a special family under the influence of internal magic.

In contrast, what the Raging Rat is experiencing now is a complete transformation from the inside out.

The moment the strange pattern was "imprinted" on Snicky's tongue, this intense transformation had already begun.

The blessing of the Earth Mother God, which was originally one of the sources of power for the Running Rat, began to rapidly distort and collapse at this moment.

However, this blessed blessing with rich vitality did not disappear completely, but turned into a chaotic and chaotic magic under the effect of that "imprint", and quickly evolved into another state.

Theseus asked, "Does it sound familiar?" ”

“…… It reminds me of the illusion I saw in the Black Sun Society rally before. ”

Xiuge nodded: "I remember that Calron, the Lord of the Sea, was in a similar situation when he was affected by your power. ”

"Yes, that's the most important trait of the Abyss...... The power here is like ink that is so thick that it is, or you can think of it as an extremely terrible and contagious germ, and anything that is contaminated with it will be transformed in a very short time, either on the physical level, in the spiritual realm, or both. ”

At the voice of Theseus's words, Hug saw that the thick fog had now turned into deep translucent tentacles, which were moving through the body of the Raging Rat in an extremely distorted and terrifying manner, looking almost like black worms shuttling through its flesh.

All the parts touched by these mist, whether it is hair or flesh, will quickly change their original color, and the running rat, which was originally gray, was dyed black in just a dozen seconds.

And an even more striking change occurred on top of the head of the Running Mouse.

The two huge horns, which had been used to symbolize the identity of the Mother Earth Goddess, had also begun to crumble with the continuous transformation of the Abyss Mist, and Shuge saw that the dark green fragments continued to fall from these two horns, and as the cracks spread rapidly, they were finally completely reduced to powder and soot.

The writhing tentacles of the mist did not abandon the dust containing the power of the Earth Mother Goddess, they swept over greedily, capturing and devouring all the fragments of this power at great speed.

After receiving sufficient "nutrition", these abyssal mists became even thicker, and Xiuge, who was the actual controller of the Running Rat, also began to realize the impact of this power on him at this time.

The abyssal magic in his body became extremely active at this time, and the huge disk, which was the carrier of Xiuge's power, also vibrated at this moment, although the frequency of the vibration was very slight, but it was enough to prove that the mist that was transforming the Running Rat actually had an amazing influence.

Black shadows are gradually emerging from the inside of the grooves where the Rat used to live, and the cavern that had collapsed due to the face of the invisible wolf is being quickly repaired, and the normal soil that has been embodied by magic has gradually begun to transform into gray-black, which is the color unique to the Abyss Wasteland.

Not only that, but Shuge also noticed that several deep, thin lines were extending from the grooves of the Abyssal creations, such as the Court Hound and the Mirror Emissary, and they quickly stretched along the patterns on the surface of the metal disc, and finally joined the grooves that belonged to the Running Rat.

This means that these creatures that used to belong to different power systems are now connected by the same source of power, and from this moment on, the Running Rat has completely become a part of the Abyssal Power System, but the special thing is that it may not find any "kindred" in the current gloomy world, after all, it is directly transformed, and it is very different from those creations that are naturally formed within the Abyss.

"The reason why the gods of the past were so afraid of the Abyss was not only because the creatures of the Abyss who participated in the Great Hunt were difficult to fight, but also because the Abyss was always able to take away their followers and even their own power in the most complete way."

"Infection, erosion, assimilation......

"Both the actual body and the untouchable soul and will will become incomparably hollow under its influence...... When a weaker deity inadvertently touches these powers, he even rejoices in the benefits it brings, and when the dangers hidden in them gradually become apparent, the deity can no longer escape its intrusion. ”

Hearing this, Xiuge couldn't help frowning, and he looked at the running rat that was writhing and struggling in pain not far away: "Do you mean that in this process, its soul and will will be completely distorted and destroyed?" ”

"If it were a normal situation, this outcome would have happened, but now it is different."

Theseus replied earnestly: "In other words, all the creatures in the dream shelter are different—although they are born and the source of their power are those gods who have long been expelled, from the moment they are chosen by me and brought into the dream shelter, the only thing that can really be connected with them is the one who can 'merge' with the shelter itself." ”

"Latecomers? Do you mean me? ”

"There's no one else but you."

Theseus replied in the affirmative: "Offer sacrifices, complete rituals, and endure the trials of rituals...... Make new connections with these guys, and when it's all done, you'll actually be their new deity. ”

"Why didn't you tell me about this kind of thing before?"

"The word 'deity' is very disgusting, and if I had told you at the beginning, it would have been easy to have unnecessary consequences, because you are not actually a particularly humble person."

"Okay."

Xiuge smiled rarely.

At this time, through the magical connection with the Running Rat, Shug could also feel the change in its state - the "brand" and the transformation caused by the Abyssal Mist were slowing down, and the pain that Snick was suffering was gradually diminishing.

The tentacles of the mist that weaved through Snikki's flesh had dissipated, and the remaining mist had concentrated on its head, slowly clinging to the two large horns that had taken place before.

A subtle and strange fluctuation reached Xiuge's mind.

It was the message that Snick had sent, and at this moment it was asking for instructions from Shug very seriously and reverently, and it was longing for its master, or rather the "new deity" it followed, to leave its own mark.

This experience was also new to Snugg, and after a moment's thought, he responded to Snick, and under the influence of his will, the fog that was entrenched on either side of Snick's head began to "freeze" rapidly.

They are still huge horns, but their shapes and colors are very different from what they used to be.

They are generally spiral-shaped, with sharp ends like knife edges, and on their surfaces, a variety of strange symbols and patterns are revealed, which are the essence of Xiuge's selection and extraction from the countless magical models he knows, they are interrelated and intertwined, and finally form an incomparably mysterious and delicate pattern.

As a three-tailed giant rat, Snicky's tail characteristics have also been retained by Xiugu.

However, the tail in the middle of it was now thicker and more powerful, and at the end of the long black tail, the last trace of mist was forcibly condensed and compressed into a crystalline piece like a scimitar, and it was attached to the long tail, and with the natural swing of the tail, it continued to cut the ground, and where the blade slashed, the dark green light and shadow that symbolized corrosion and destruction loomed.

Theseus scoffed: "Heh, you really come according to your own aesthetics? Why don't you just do it in one step and let it walk upright and become a real 'rat man'. ”

"I'll think about it later, after all, what I need now is a means of transportation, not a 'rat assassin master'."

Seeing that the fog on the running rat had all dissipated, Xiuge raised his hand and snapped his fingers in front of him, so the giant rat lying on the ground immediately got up, it shook off the dust on its black fur, its closed eyes opened, and a thick mist immediately drifted out of its dark green pupils.

Xiuge nodded with satisfaction and asked casually, "Ready?" ”

As a result, an extremely clear hoarse voice came into Xiuge's mind

"Yes, yes...... My lord, I will be your chariot! ”

……

When the speed of travel began to increase dramatically, this boundless gloomy wasteland presented another side of itself before Xiuge's eyes.

Due to the lack of precise time and space scales, when the Rat begins to run at full strength, Shug will inadvertently catch a glimpse of some strange image or hear some voice whose source is indiscernible.

Sometimes, he would see a swarm of abyssal spiders crawling among the mountains of bones, and their numbers were staggering, some of them were as large as hills, and a large number of ordinary spiders perched on the bodies of these giant individuals, like passengers in a huge chariot.

Sometimes, Hug would see hunters with obvious bad intentions, their shapes were strange and distorted, but all of them kept a high level of attention to potential prey, and to Shug's great surprise, they did not seem to be mere phantoms, because when Hug looked at them, these hunters would react and actively attack the location of Shug and the Rat Run.

Other times, some surprising conversations would reach Shugg's ears.

Yes, the sound of conversation.

The distinct tones and words that Shug could discern from them were not the roars of the ferocious Abyssal Beasts, but more like conversations within some tribe or group.

When Hug asked Theseus about this, the other party was very indifferent.

"When you've seen more, you won't find it weird."

"The scale of time and space here is unstable, which means that the higher the frequency of your activity and the faster you move forward, the more likely it is to stray into certain broken 'coordinates' and 'moments'. In other words, everything you see and hear is actually happening, and you should be vigilant. ”

In answering these questions, Theseus may have been busy accompanying the shadow left by his mentor, who could even hear the sound of game music coming from the dream shelter.

"As for those conversations...... I can tell you unambiguously that within the Abyss, there may also be tribes. ”

"It's just that the birth and demise of these tribes, or tribes, are as unpredictable as the Abyss itself, sometimes they have just evolved a language and will be annihilated by a sudden storm of the wasteland, and sometimes they can survive in the gap of time for a long, long time."

"Well, your destination, the mountain in the distance, has been home to many different tribes, and if you're lucky, you might be able to come across it this time."

Theseus's words surprised Shogg.

Shuge was fully able to understand the creation of creatures such as chelicera or hounds within the Abyss, but he could not imagine how a civilization, or a tribe, should survive and continue in such a strange and harsh environment.

But then, he found that he seemed to have accidentally fallen into the trap of mental inertia, no matter whether there are so-called tribes in the abyss today, their methods and forms of existence are probably completely different from the set of patterns he is familiar with......

In the distant sky, the insatiable "sludge" was still churning, and in the storm they set off, countless bones flew up and down in the dark world, and on the other side, a strange shadow that looked extremely bloated and had multiple different heads was wandering blankly on the wasteland, which was the "nightmare bear" mentioned by Theseus.

In the face of such bizarre landscapes, Xiuge, who was riding a rampaging rat, inexplicably produced an outrageous sense of déjà vu.

He didn't feel like he was fleeing, but like one of those careless tourists who accidentally bought the wrong ticket and went to the wrong scenic spot with the wrong guide...... In this way, he inexplicably embarks on a strange journey that seems to have no clear purpose and no end at all.

(End of chapter)