332. The god of Carmodi

The Queen of the Weaving Mist is too large to far exceed the remaining capacity of the fantasy space.

Dean painstakingly cleared most of the low-grade materials to make room, and then harvested the best parts of the behemoth: a heart the size of a car, a few triangular white teeth, a pale golden vertebrae, a stretch of elastic tentacles, and a tough slate-gray skin.

Ten minutes later, the giant beast lying on the ground was disemboweled, neatly divided into several pieces, and ignited.

Clusters of huge flames, accompanied by the smell of burnt and barbecued meat, rose to the sky.

The platinum giant standing behind Dean immediately condensed downward into a soft golden light, gradually retracting into his body.

The dangling tomahawk clattered and disintegrated into a shining weapon, returning to the fantasy space like a school of fish.

Dean walked into the fog alone, following the direction of the shallows in his senses, bypassing the terrible cracks on the ground and walking towards the police station.

At the same time, review the records in the system and review the fierce battle with the Queen of Weaving Mist.

This guy is worthy of being a former level 6 overlord, and in just a few minutes, he has destroyed most of a small town with a radius of several square kilometers, and if he lets go of his hands and feet, it will be easy to destroy a city.

If it weren't for the fact that the world suppressed most of its strength, Dean wouldn't have been able to kill it at all, and at most he would have relied on the Star Arrow to inflict a small amount of damage.

But again, this monster can't hurt Dean hard.

This battle proves that unless the opponent's strength absolutely crushes him, or he also masters the spatial ability, Dean only needs to activate the lv2 skill and hide in the void, and he will always be invincible.

You can travel between the void and the real world infinitely, change directions, and fight guerrilla attacks from a distance to kill your opponents.

The Void is the strongest defense and the most flexible fortress.

Next, take stock of the harvest.

"Sure enough, hunting high-attribute monsters is the fastest way to improve your strength."

Combat is upgraded to lv6, providing a total of 1.5 melee attributes, and 4 points are drawn after killing the behemoth.

The two stacked up to a total of 5.5, and Dean's health strength jumped dramatically, and the peak power of the explosion of life energy advanced from nearly 80 tons before the battle to 135 tons.

After the life sublimation, the explosive power doubles to 270 tons.

In addition, as the melee stat increases, the duration of the sublimation is increased from the initial 10 seconds to 20 seconds, and the sublimation state will continue only by continuously absorbing the enemy's life force through physical contact.

The new Fighting and Destruction Form, Dean, has also experienced it, giving him a giant platinum body to wrestle with the Great Monster, and doubling his life strength again.

Therefore, Dean is now in a three-in-one limit state, and his explosive power has reached 270*2 (life energy) + 70 (physical power) + 100 (telekinesis) = 710 tons, which is more than double the 300 tons before the battle, and he has made great progress towards the goal he once set.

It also made him crush the Queen of the Mistweaver, crushing the other party to the ground and beating him to the point of despair and wail.

As a bonus, the "Master of Suffering" specialty absorbed the massive negative emotions released by this giant beast when it was struggling to die, and transformed it into a 1 point of freedom attribute, plus the previous accumulation, the storage attribute reached 1.6.

Presently.

Physique: 25.3β†’27.8

Power: 23.3β†’25.8

Sensitivity: 22.6β†’23.1

Perception: 23

Spiritual: 27.8

Will: 26

……

It takes some time to adapt and digest the large increase in melee attributes, and Di An'an thought about it, and put the attribute on the weakest perception-

Perceptual: 23β†’23.8.

A fresh breeze swept through the facial features and skin, and the fragrance and bloody smell of plants between the noses became stronger and stronger.

Dean's field of vision, which could only see a range of ten or twenty meters, instantly increased to 30 meters, and the fog's perception suppression of him weakened.

The sixth sense in the darkness strengthened, and Di An'an looked in the direction of his head with blood, and wisps of light gray energy beams floated into the sky along the burning corpse and fireworks of the giant beast, as if swallowed by some invisible existence.

Dean thought of some of the beast's soul taken away when he slew the beast.

A strong doubt rose in my heartβ€”

What is it that is suppressing these supernatural monsters that have invaded Earth from another world, such as the High Priest of Hell and the Queen of Mistweaver, and firmly limiting their strength to below level 6?

And who is silently plundering some of their life energy and soul after death?

The increase in perception gives Dean a transcendent intuition – both of which have to do with the ultimate secret of this supernatural world.

……

Dean didn't come to think of a reason, not far in front of him, a faint light floated.

He returned to the police station, where the one-story building had numerous cracks in its walls and ceiling, but remained intact and stood tenaciously in a pile of rubble.

Dean enters the gate and recalls the shallows that are monitoring the crowd, only to find that everyone is clearly divided into two waves.

The sheriff and the townspeople were in the hall on the right, bandaging and healing their comrades who had been injured in the earthquake.

Mrs. Carmody, Mrs. Medina, who was unconscious with a bag swollen on her head, and the family of David and Lucia gathered in the left doorway, looking nervously at Sean in the corner.

It was as if Sean had suffered a heavy blow to his heart, and his eyes hung blankly, in a psychedelic gloom.

"Mr. Kenny, do you know what the earthquake was going on outside?" When David Drayton saw Dean, he leaned over as if he had seen the backbone.

"The behemoths in the mist are going crazy," Dean shrugged, "but don't worry, they're gone, everyone is safe for now." ”

The painter breathed a sigh of relief, looked cautiously at Sean and asked, "By the way, you never seem to have mentioned that this colleague of yours is not human?" ”

Sean exposed his true identity?

Dean was immediately aware of all the changes in the police station.

"Then you know now, it's not just him, I'm not a human being, I'm not even a reporter for a daily newspaper." Dean blinked, and the great painter looked dazed.

"It doesn't matter if you are a human or a monster, the human heart is not as pure as a monster, especially when you serve the gods devotionally." Carmody bared his rotten teeth and took over the conversation, looking at Dean with enthusiasm in the dark circles under his eyes, "Young man, this trip has gained a lot, have you found the two sacrifices I need?" ”

"Wait a minute, the thing is outside, I'll hand it over to you later," Dean steadied Carmody and walked over to help Sean up, "I can't stand such a blow, and I want to pass the trial of Midian, and go back to see your Elena?" ”

"I'm sorry, man, I'm uncomfortable..."Sean got up, leaning his back against the wall, his pale face with a kind of fear and self-deprecation about the future, "I didn't recognize the fact that I was a monster, and I had some expectations that I shouldn't have." ”

"And that strange voice drilled into my ears again, Midian, East Pith River, North Dewell, drawing nearer and nearer to me... Call me over. ”

"You'll get used to it later." Dean thought and patted him on the shoulder, his eyes swept over a few people, and when he swept over Billy and Wanda's children, his sharp eyes softened a little, "Several, get ready, I'll send you to Portland immediately, as for the others, let them ask for their own blessings." ”

Sean looked at the sheriff's group and stopped talking, but thinking of the disgusted and disgusted eyes of the crowd before, he didn't plead after all.

David exchanged a look with his wife, who was holding Billy, gritted his teeth and nodded, "We're fed up with this damn monster and the earthquake, and we're willing to leave." ”

"Come out with me."

"Wait, you really can't take Barty with you?" Lucia reluctantly looked at the ghost floating under the ceiling, in the sudden earthquake just now, the other party desperately protected her, and she and her two children were unharmed.

"You must leave." David stood up at this time and stared at Lucia, "If I become Barty, I also hope that my wife and children will be okay and live a normal life, and I am willing to give everything for this, which is the responsibility of a father and a husband." ”

Lucia looked at Victor, who was playing with her hair ignorantly, and a choked sob, and nodded,

"Let's leave."

There was a hint of relief in the ghost's dark eyes, and he rushed up and covered the three family members with his tablecloth-white and lithe body, allowing them to sobble in his cold arms.

The sheriff not far away, a group of people saw this scene and sighed in amazement.

Dean didn't want to deal with the townsfolk anymore, so he left the police station with a group of people and entered a fog not far away.

Dean wrapped a piece of hemp rope around his waist and the seven "passengers", dragging them into the void with telekinesis.

It was as if they had passed through a dark, narrow, stagnant, and unusually dull corridor.

When the darkness faded, they saw a crystal clear frozen stream, pine forests reaching into the sky, and snow-capped land, and looked up to the sparse stars in the dark night sky shimmering.

The fog that haunted them in the night was completely gone,

"God forbid, we escaped!"

David hugged Stephen and Billy and kissed them wildly.

And Lucia hugged her two children left and right and cried bitterly, from today on, she lost her husband forever.

Only Madame Medina slept soundly with her back against a pine tree, snoring lightly, and was unconscious.

"Okay, this is a suburb west of Portland, only five kilometers from the city, and there's a motel down the road." Dean clapped his hands to attract the attention of several people, "Do you have any money on you?" ”

David took out a wallet from his arms and nodded, his eyes were in a trance, "How did you do that?" The town of Bridge Pier is hundreds of kilometers away from Portland... It's only a second, and God can't do it. ”

"It's not important, the important thing is that if you don't want to be arrested and tortured by the government, don't mention Sean and me to anyone and forget about us completely."

Dean's words fell and roamed away.

A few people lost his sight in front of their eyes, and they only felt that everything tonight was an unreal nightmare, but they could not forget it in this life.

……

Solve your worries.

Dean returns to the Mist to find the ghost Barty, "Your wife and children are safe, take me to Martha later?" ”

The ghost floated in the sky and nodded at him.

Dean then turned to Carmody, who was carrying a flashlight, and led her to the two huge meatloafs of a trailer.

"Here's the sacrifice you wanted, two spider lobsters,"

Carmody circled the corpse twice and reached out to rub the fleshy carapace a few times, his crumpled face showing a kind of surprise like finding a treasure, "How did you do it, crushing such a huge monster into minced flesh?" ”

"Some kind of giant beast accidentally injured them, and I picked up ready-made ones." Dean casually explained, and then asked, "I made good on my promise, now it's your turn, what about the Celent Runes?" ”

"I'm not a good person, but my words count." Carmody's eyes lit up and his rough, chapped mouth opened, while his right hand, which was as withered as a chicken's claw, reached straight into his mouth and groped.

It was as if a demonic dentist was violently extracting teeth, and Dean frowned, and even Sean recovered from the previous blow and stared at the creepy old lady.

Grunt.

After fumbling in her mouth for two minutes, she withdrew her blood-red spittle, wet, smelly hand, and unfolded a rolled, matchstick-sized, yellow, soaked parchment.

"It's your reward, a Celerant rune, study it and keep it in your heart. This is the reward of the gods. ”

Carmody's face is full of piety and fanaticism.

Dean furrowed his brows, and unleashed his telekinesis to roll up the parchment and unfold it.

When the parchment was spread out, it looked like a yellow A4 paper as thin as a cicada's wing, surrounded by thousands of fine letters and words, and at first glance, Dean did not look like ordinary English, but similar to the ancient Latin with which he had several faces, and the meaning of the words was obscure.

And in the center of this endless black wave, there is a huge black rune around it, which is shaped like three pairs of black wings from top to bottom.

Six wings.

On each wing are soft and shiny feathers of different shapes, forming a strange beauty of general symmetry and countless subtle differences.

Dean didn't dare to blink his eyes to continue to observe, as if he had an illusion, he saw the countless feathers on the six-winged rune pulsing slightly, swaying out circles of black light, and the living creature jumped out of the parchment.

Come to the real world.

Where the black light was affected, the light dimmed, as if it had been dissolved by some unpredictable force.

The dust on the ground shook uncontrollably and rose into the air.

The air was filled with a chill far beyond the bitterness of winter, freezing the slowly creeping mist around it, freezing the wind and time.

All that was left was Dean, Sean, Carmody, and the ghosts hovering in the sky, staring at the runes.

Click-

Dean suddenly shook his body, his heart seemed to crack open, and under the management of a strong will, panicked emotions that he had not experienced for a long time rushed out.

He obviously didn't look up, but he clearly felt the thick fog above his head humbly parting to the sides, revealing a pitch-black sky.

A crack opened in the sky.

Flames rolled in it, pungent brimstone swam, half of a huge friendless pitch-black eyeball burst into flames, bones spun and cast a glance at the crowd in front of the parchment.

It is like a god looking down on all beings, arrogant and indifferent, lining the whole sky incomparably small.

Smack!

Dean slammed the parchment shut.

The giant eyes fled, the fog of separation closed, and the air surged.

All abnormalities disappear.

Sean was sweating profusely and slumped to the ground, his face flushed sickly, as if he had been through an extremely difficult battle.

The ghost fell to the ground exhausted, spreading out like a water-soaked tablecloth.

Dean pinched the parchment with one hand and tugged at the old lady's collar with the other, "What the hell are you giving me?" ”

"Haha, did you see it," Camody let out a shrill laugh as wicked as a hen when he saw this, "this is the Celent rune you've always wanted!" ”

"Runes?" Dean stared into Kamodi's eyes like a sword, "I only feel a powerful evil, how can it restrain the nocturnal species and the Hell Monks?" ”

"I never said that the Celent runes contain the power of light and justice." Carmody responded calmly to Dean with a look of pride and honor flashing across his old face, "The forces of chaos and darkness can also defeat evil. I, the Demon Hunter Ancestor, have borrowed this power to destroy evil! ”

Chaos and darkness triumph over evil, and Dean's eyelids jump, "Whose power to borrow?" ”

"Another god higher than Paphrasis and Leviathan, my lord. You should have investigated, the Lord of the Beast (Paphers) and the Lord of Hell (Leviathan) represent the second original sin, "jealousy," which means that the evil that arises from not being able to satisfy the desire to be equal to God, is the worst antichrist in the world. (Chapter 302)

"The power of my gods is more than envy."

With reverence on his face, Camody said word by word,

"In the past, countless foolish mortals called Him arrogant."

Jealous Leviathan, Baphren.

Arrogant?

A familiar name flashed through Dean's mind, from his past life and present life.

Lucifer.

(End of chapter)