Duke of Grief

Countless towering tentacles stand on the ground, like seaweeds rooted in the sea floor, swaying back and forth with the "undercurrent".

The black dragon carrying the three men flew up and down between the tentacles, dangerously escaping from time to time to encircle again and again.

Seeing this scene, the **** of brilliance raised his eyebrows immediately, and then saw the goddess of wealth holding Serena the maidservant wielding divine power, which would block the tentacle in front of the black dragon.

The magic of the air is rippling. On this floating island, it seems that hundreds of micro-black holes appear at the same time, constantly extracting the magic of the air, even if they have left the inner sea area, but with the arrival of the magic tide, Slow. The concentration of magic in other areas of Mendes continent is also rising at a high speed.

The soft mud that was thrown in all directions by the tentacles had not landed, so it rose against the wind.

They swallowed up the vast magic power, and even the wind blowing was swallowed into the body by them, and transformed into a help for their own growth!

Papa! Papa! Papa...

If the rain drops hit the ground, when the impact hits the ground, the volume of the slime suddenly expands, the lower part is firmly stuck to the ground, but the upper part bounces high, stretching his body wide and elongated.

Wind energy, solar energy, magic energy, kinetic energy... everything, all matter and energy are absorbed by the blood of the ancient gods, the earth is eroded, the branches and leaves are swallowed.

The cold wind stopped abruptly, and all the winds blowing over the island were gathered by the evil spirits, and the ‘fuel’ part by part ignited its vitality, causing it to start ‘burning’.

"Hey, what is this?!"

A shrill scream was heard throughout the town, and a townsman stood amongst the panicked crowd, rashly trying to wipe out the ‘mud spots’ stained on his face.

However, when his finger swiped over the'mud spot', the mud water touched his hand, and then his finger was wiped on the clothes again, but it was found that the mud water not only touched the clothes, the finger The point has not been erased.

At this time, a tingling touch came from his face. He unconsciously lifted the back of his hand and wiped it on his face. Then he saw that the back of his hand was also stained with mud.

The slight pain also spread from his fingers. When he looked down, he saw a hole in the clothes was corroded!

The town people panicked at once, patting their fingers and the back of their hands, but the tingling feeling came from their hands.

More and more dirty, more and more scared, and finally, he couldn't help screaming.

Past experience tells them that if they live here, the foothills of the supreme ‘masters’ do not have to yell if they have to, because they do not like this.

Even if you see a shocking sight, you can’t shout loudly, otherwise you may be taken away from here by the ‘guard’ and you won’t get the ‘gift’ of the master.

But now he can't take care of these!

Standing amongst the panicked crowd, the townspeople were sweating and sweating, and the panicked eyes were trembling in the eye sockets.

The tingling sensation spread on the face, hands and body, which was originally only a little bit, and now it has occupied almost half of the face.

"Ah! Ah! Ah!!!"

Under the eyes of the public, the townsman fell to his knees in pain, his hands trembling, and the pain in his face made him scream, but he dare not scratch his face at all.

Muscles and skin were eroded, and the slime penetrated through the pores into the body of this townsman, and began to devour his body inside and out.

In just ten seconds or so, he could not help rolling and screaming on the ground, but these wailings not only did not relieve his pain, but as the muscles moved, the kinetic energy was absorbed by the blood of the ancient god, Let it grow a lot faster.

The people around me watched as a living person gradually'melted' into a pile of earthy brown mud that wriggled on the ground.

After the consternation, fear suddenly flooded their chests. I don't know who was the first to scream. The crowd immediately became chaotic and turned away.

In less than half a minute, every part of God's Sin bloomed everywhere on the island.

The **** of brilliance looked at this scene in amazement, and a turbulent wave broke out in my heart.

But soon, his projection took a deep breath, looking up at the increasingly manic tentacle forest, and his eyes showed great determination.

As soon as he raised his hand, the glorious divine power was led to this projection. The projection quickly solidified and was transformed into an avatar.

"Latina, go and call other gods to help!"

In a hurry, Serena took a breath to remind her quickly, holding her tightly to Latina, then she recovered from shock and fear.

The **** of brilliance has just gone through a war, and he himself admits that the divine power has almost been exhausted. It is impossible to destroy all the "sin" on this island.

In this case, they need the help of other gods!

Latina woke up like a dream and nodded panic. "Yes, summon other gods! Summon other gods!"

But after she said this, she remembered that now the entire continent was in flames and was able to free their hands to help them.

Her brain started to run extremely fast, searching for gods who could help them...

"That's right! Grim Reaper!" Latinia shouted in surprise, throwing her will into the underworld, flying across countless or beautiful, or distorted landscapes, and descended on the hall of the'King of Words'.

In a black and dry place, a ruined palace full of death was raised abruptly. Not far from the palace, it was the tributary of the endless Asatom Styx.

If you look around, you can see countless souls looming in it, with ups and downs, faces or calm or evil, but most of their time is fixed at the moment of death, whether it is a master or a bully. Follow the flow until the moment when he is salvaged by the messenger of death.

"Under the crown, my Lord does not want to participate in this fight."

Just at the moment when Latnia came, after opening her eyes, she saw a death archangel standing in front of her, and gently persuaded her to leave here.

The "King of Silence" didn't even want them to see the previous side, so it can be seen how much he refused to join this war.

As the "death of death", what he needs most is justice. As long as the arcane empire and arcanist do not touch his bottom line, he will not fight against them.

It is for this reason that the **** of death is the most lonely spirit in the entire Assatom sect. He has neither friends nor allies, nor any enemies, trying to avoid emotions that interfere with his own judgment.

Sometimes Latina also wondered if the **** of death had lost her self-awareness and emotion like the spirit of the magic net, and was influenced and controlled by the priesthood.

And she couldn't imagine how these apostles of death could get their will from the "silent king" who never spoke.

...Now is not the time to think about this!

"The war is over, the headquarters of the Arcane Empire has been captured, most of the Arcanists have died, and our war with the Arcane Empire is over!" Latinia said eagerly, "It's'Sin'," We found a **** of evil at the headquarters of the arcane empire. It is difficult to kill, and it can devour all forms of energy and matter. There is no other way to deal with it except divine power!"

Hearing the description of Latinia, standing in front of her, covered in a black robe, the face of the messenger of death was stunned for a while, but the eagerness and anxiety of the "under the crown" in front of him was not like fake. .

Thinking for a while, the messenger of death gave up his body and reached out to guide him, "Under the crown, please."

The situation has exceeded his expectations and can only be given to his faith to make a decision.

A monster that can only be dealt with by ‘divine power’. He has not seen it. Although it sounds ridiculous, it is not impossible.

Latinia walked quickly into it, and the sound of the heels hitting the ground echoed in the empty silent palace. The wind was blowing from some direction, which made her shudder.

She exhaled and saw that the breath condensed into a white mist, then she knew that the power of the underworld had begun to erode her weak incarnation.

Latinia stepped into the main hall under the guidance of the messenger, and there was no surprise to see the **** sitting on the broken stone seat here.

He was covered with a black robe, and no skin was exposed, just like the empty one under the black robe.

They have never seen the true face of the "silent king". Even the shining **** does not know what this death is and when he came to the throne. He only knows that he is the death after he himself.

Without waiting for the'King of Silence' to signal, Latinia himself narrated the situation quickly and stared at him nervously.

After a long while, the hood moved, and Death stood with his hands on the armrests.

Seeing this, Latiniah looked amused, and after paying tribute to him, she closed her eyes and let the avatar decompose into a divine light spot in the air, and consciousness returned to her body.

The eyelids twitched, and Latina opened her eyes suddenly, and the roar fell into her ears, causing her to lag for a moment.

"——Divine Power!!!"

The divine power spilled into the earth, and the incarnation of the radiant **** was dignified, because he suddenly discovered that although the divine power can destroy those things like "slime", after that, this **** of evil can devour his own body. Particles of matter grow back again.

The deafening roar shakes the earth, and every part that splits out is its body, and the muddled consciousness is assembled to make up the present evil.

However, he speculates that even if there is only one last point, it is still it, but it needs to grow up again, and there is no memory and impression of the past.

This is what he observed from the fight against this **** of evil, no matter how much he wiped out, it is still unscathed.

——And, it is still growing!

Where was this monster found in the Arcane Empire?

The **** of brilliance is hard to believe. Once this monster is born in this world, it means that there are not many things that can limit its growth, let alone kill it.

So, how did the arcane empire capture and save this monster?

There must be something that can restrain this evil, but they don’t know what it is!

——This thing can still grow!

Cervantes was exhausted, and suddenly he suddenly discovered that those tentacles had learned to induce.

Even if the **** of sin has divided half of its tentacles to deal with the **** of brilliance, because it also senses the existence of ‘divine power’ from there.

However, this does not mean that the pressure on his side has eased.

When he and Sera tried their best to calculate the trajectory of these tentacles, this **** was growing rapidly. Before, even the encirclement was used very reluctantly, but now, he has learned how to induce them to A trap.

At the beginning, the traps were so simple that they all saw them, but after that, the **** of evil grew rapidly, even if they had raised their vigilance, if not a polar witch helped, the frozen crystals blocked for a moment. Maybe they have been swallowed by these tentacles.

And wanting to leave here by teleportation is simply a delusion. Not only will the collected magic power be swallowed, but the monster can also interfere with time and space. When they meet the monster, it is already an "impossible" to teleport away. Things.

After learning about these things, Latinia's face became very ugly.

They have never been able to escape from the tentacles, these things are preventing them from leaving, just want to devour them.

Cervantes had just experienced a big battle, and had suffered a very serious injury~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Even if it doesn't show up now, she knows that maybe it won't take long for the Black Dragon to feel tired.

Without the maneuverability of the dragon, if you want to survive in this forest of countless tentacles and not be touched by the splashing ``muddy water'', it is simply a delusion!

And with the passage of time, she also felt the mountains shake, and the screams began to spread on the ground.

This floating island is becoming a crazy hunting ground, and everyone, including her and the **** of brilliance, is the god's prey!

Below the tentacle forest where the monster grew, the air suddenly cracked, and a figure in a black robe slowly floated out of it.

"God!!!"

The roar of the sky shrieked the earth, the countless raised tentacles suddenly rolled back, and the ground beneath the death suddenly arched, and the countless tentacles burst out of the ground.

These tentacles whip the air and wave a part of themselves to the entire floating island. The'beast that engulfs all things' desperately extracts the breath of death that escapes from the **** of death, so that he continues to grow stronger.

not enough! not enough! not enough! ! !

Even if consciousness is already a chaos, in the deepest part of the soul, the last idea is still inscribed!

"--resurrection!!!"

The roar made the **** of brilliance and the **** of death who had just come here slightly stunned.

……'resurrection'?

At the moment of stagnation, the **** of death Huo Ran raised his hands, and the shock wave burst out, turning the tentacles around him into powder, killing the ‘activity’.

If there is no such ‘activity’, this **** will die.

This tenacious activity inevitably reminded him of something.

...Something'not good'!

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