"The black goat of the forest that gave birth to all things, Sabu Nicholas."

Luo Mingzhang looked at the huge figure that emerged from the whirlpool, and 10,000 grass and mud horses roared past in his heart.

In the Cthulhu Mythos, Sabu Nicholas represents a concept similar to that of Mother Earth, the god of life who conceives and gives birth to all living beings in the world.

The status is equivalent to that of Gaia, the god of the earth in Greek mythology, Tiamat in Sumerian mythology, and Nuwa-like existence in Eastern mythology.

One of the highest deities.

Luo Mingzhang never thought that the divinity contained in Kyle Vincent's body came from Yuan.

Such a madman, Luo Yunzhou actually dared to use it.

A cry rang out.

Not far away, Astolfo approached him on a monster with the head of a hawk and a horse.

Legend has it that the original Astolfo flew to the moon on a Hippogriff to retrieve Roland's reason.

This monster must be a Hippogriff.

"Mr. Luo has a wide range of knowledge! I recognized this god at a glance. ”

The handsome knight spoke.

"In novels and games, it's been rotten for a long time, okay?"

In recent years, a large number of literature and games about Cthulhu have appeared, which has greatly increased the popularity of Cthulhu's mythological system.

The power of the gods is directly related to their popularity.

In the end, there must not be anyone who is contributing to the trouble.

Luo Mingzhang glanced at the knight and his mount with some surprise.

Compared with the heroic paladin, he and Lao Xiao were carried by angels in their hands, like two pieces of luggage.

In this comparison, I have a bit of a price drop.

"By the way, I've already found the person you want, and I'm still breathing, Mr. Paladin, should you settle this reward for me?"

Luo Mingzhang pointed to the old man who had become unreclusable in the black tide, and only the reflected light was proving his former identity.

At this moment, the liquid in the Kuroshio suddenly bloomed.

A sonic boom sounded, and Astolfo's cold hair stood on end, and a breath of death choked his throat.

A figure flashed with a sharp sword.

The Hippogriff under him was more agile than he was, and with a volley of spins, he dodged the fatal blow.

Large black feathers flew down, and even with the agility of the Hippogriff, the knife still cut some of the feathers.

The air that was cut by the blade burst open, turning into a strong storm, and swept Luo Mingzhang and the others away.

The target of this knife is not them.

They were just affected by the aftermath.

Luo Mingzhang looked up and saw Kyle Vincent's figure appear in mid-air.

The flesh armor that covered his body gave birth to a pair of purple fleshy wings from his back.

"To be able to dodge, it is worthy of the mount inherited from the original paladin."

The voice of the witcher came.

"It's a pity that the knight of the legacy is a waste."

His voice fell, and the figure swept towards Astolfo again.

The eagle cried and immediately flapped its wings and flew high into the air.

The higher the altitude, the greater the danger, and the legendary Eagle is able to fly to the moon, which has a strong advantage in this regard.

Other birds and even flying monsters have corresponding height restrictions, not to mention human bodies.

"Lackey of France, today you will definitely die!"

Looking at Astolford, who was rapidly rising in height, the witcher let out a cold snort.

With a flap of his wings behind him, he chased after the sky.

The Kuroshio Tide surging on the ground finally stopped when it spread out to a range of about 300 meters.

In the middle of the tide, a twisted humanoid monster emerged, and behind them, a pair of giant bat wings were born, and the wings were full of rolling eerie eyeballs.

These are the Bloods that were previously swallowed up by the tide.

Their sanity has completely dissipated.

The terrifying thing about the gods of Cthulhu is that most of them are indescribable beings.

All creatures who come into contact with it will inevitably fall into madness.

Of course, the stronger the individual, the stronger the resistance.

From the perspective of the Cthulhu system, this mutation is an evolution of life, and all alienated individuals will have varying degrees of strength.

The weaker the personality, the more obvious the increase.

After the alienated blood clan emerged from the black tide, small monsters of alienation also emerged from the tide, they are insects and birds and beasts that live here, and they have also become extremely aggressive after the alienation.

"We'll get back to the ground right away."

Looking at the monsters that were overwhelmingly rushing into the sky, Luo Mingzhang immediately controlled the angel to fly towards the ground.

The ground is not necessarily safer than the sky, but they are more risky to stay in the sky.

Among them, only the Blood Clan Girl and the Angel have the ability to fight in the air, and the Angel also takes him and Xiao Yu with him, and the combat power is at least half wasted.

And back on the ground, he and Xiao Yu's combat effectiveness can be effectively liberated.

"Hey, old Zou, I'm here to hug your thighs."

Luo Mingzhang fell directly beside Zou Mingxuan.

At the beginning of the emergence of the Kuroshio, the people of the S E Special Movement Department were on the periphery of the crowd, and Zou Mingxuan's reaction speed was fast enough that they could evacuate quickly without causing any loss of personnel.

Zou Mingxuan had a huge shield in his hand.

The shield radiates an earthy yellow glow, and in the center of the shield is a majestic lion head.

It was his weapon, the Darklion Shield.

This giant shield smashed left and right, withstanding the attack of a large number of monsters.

This line of defense was supported by the strong strength of Zou Mingxuan's fourth-order intermediate level, as well as the strong defensive power of the earth-attribute true qi.

In the third order, the Eastern Martial Artist condenses the true qi into Gang Qi, which is called Gathering Qi into Gang, and the Gang Qi can be condensed into his own weapon.

At the fourth order, this condensed weapon will gradually give birth to spirituality, which is to condense the spirit, and this spirit is the spirit of the weapon.

The spirit of each oriental martial artist will be different, which is related to the martial artist's personality, experience, true qi attributes and exercises.

"Xiao Luo, you came just in time, I can't stand it."

The defense line formed by the members of the special movement department is already crumbling in the face of the tide of mutant monsters, and many of them are originally transcendents in the West, and after the alienation, their strength is even stronger.

"Lao Zou, what's the situation in your special animal department, such a big matter, let seven or eight of you come and deal with it."

He asked Zou Mingxuan.

In the rosary on his wrist, the spirits of Su Wenxiu and Han Linsheng flew out.

"Don't mention it, something big happened in the southwest, and the headquarters drew a large number of strong people to the past, and this group of guys didn't want to come in to do things because of this opportunity."

Zou Mingxuan waved the huge shield in his hand and smashed several alienated monsters into the air.

His transcendents immediately mended their swords and reaped their lives.

"The order given to me from above is to protect the people from harm."

Luo Mingzhang pursed his lips.

The Holy See just blew up two residential buildings, you guys are a piece of.

"Lao Xiao, help!"

Xiao Yu also joined the battle with Luo Mingzhang's natal spirit.

With these strong reinforcements joining, Zou Mingxuan and the others suddenly felt a lighten of pressure.

The flying monsters that came from above were blocked by Elsa and the angels.

Perhaps a large number of strong people gathered together, Luo Mingzhang and their side suddenly attracted the attention of a large number of monsters.

The cardinal, who had been completely transformed in the Black Tide, also turned his gaze to them.

With the exception of one head, his body had completely transformed into an octopus-like monster, and countless tentacles swung and rushed towards them.

Just then, a wail was heard in the sky.

A figure fell like a meteor, smashing a large crater into the ground.

Kyle Vincent stands on the edge of the pothole.

The paladin in the pit spurted out a mouthful of blood, and the demonic beast under his seat turned into a point of light and disappeared.

"Thank you for your Warcraft companions and magical equipment inherited from the first knights, otherwise I would have cut off your head in the first mask."

Step by step, the witcher walked into the pit, and he raised his sword.

"But that's the end of it!"

The handsome knight laughed self-deprecatingly:

"I told Roland a long time ago, it's not for me to fight and kill, this time I was really killed by him!"

At the moment when the sword fell, the demon hunter suddenly had an alarm, and his figure retreated backwards, and a small transparent sword flew by.

If you don't dodge just now, you will be directly pierced by this small sword.

He raised his head and looked, only to see Luo Mingzhang blocking in front of the paladin.

The small transparent sword hovered in front of him, and above his head, a spirit resembling a baby sits.

"I'm sorry, my employer hasn't settled the bill yet, and his head still has to stay on his neck for the time being......"