I seem to be an evil god

"Hurry up when you're ready. If it takes a long time, it won't be good if Capas comes back if he's suspicious."

The old man secretly reminded that compared to the young people who could occasionally cooperate, Capas who left early was the kind of person who had nothing to say and just wanted to antagonize him.

The all-knowing and all-powerful mage profession. Since the cancellation of specific professions, rune mages have become an anomaly among professionals. They can specialize in whatever abilities they want. The mage organization that integrates multiple factions will satisfy any mage. The ideal of studying.

Although Capas is just a small-time master trapped in a small town, it does not prevent others from isolating him like Yamos.

The old man has only one purpose here to mention Kapas. Then the internal conflicts between him and Ethan are almost irreconcilable. It would be bad if there is a situation where neither of them can get off the stage. Mention Kapas here, and it will be over soon. You can make some false accusations to give both parties a step down, even though they both know it's a lie.

"Hmph~~~"

Behind him, Ethan was still shouting with a long breath. The old man turned around in confusion and saw the tentacles that were indeed advancing rapidly.

puff! Tsk~

The tentacles growing out of Ethan's beard directly penetrated the old man. Ethan's fat face looked dull, and the tentacle-shaped beard on his chin was swimming unconsciously, as if following some cosmic law and expressing some profound thoughts. Mathematical function curve.

"Out of control!"

The old man was horrified. As the biggest enemy of professionals, losing control will not only damage the professionals themselves, but the greater harm lies in the uncontrollable power of professionals who lose control.

Thinking of this, the old man mobilized the runes and broke off the tentacles inserted into his body. This action caused the blood in his chest to surge like a stream.

"Ethan is out of control, come help!"

The old man covered the wound and retreated. At this time, he still had to worry about Liu Dao. He directly retracted the flying sword that surrounded Liu Dao, turned around and stabbed the tentacle that was about to attack him.

Poof!

The sword blade swept across, and the tentacles broke off, but the broken tentacles fell to the ground, and then naturally connected the section with the earth, twisting into something similar to a defense tower.

Suddenly losing his tentacles, Ethan looked over with his pale eyes. There was still a large section of tentacles left at his chin, and Wu Feng automatically attacked at a much faster speed than before.

The old man looked shocked. Without thinking, he hid behind the young man. The flying sword rotated and opened, cutting off the tentacles layer by layer.

"What are you waiting for, do it quickly!"

The old man cried out in fear. His blood-sucking sword was based on human beings. All the strength of the professional during his lifetime was condensed on the sword, and this strength could be accumulated continuously. With each master, the condensed sword would become stronger. point.

After decades of training by the old man, every long sword has the toughness and sharpness comparable to a fourth-level rare object. But even so, the old man has to use all his strength every time to control the long sword and cut off the tentacles.

"Wait a minute, the distortion hasn't happened yet!"

Yamos looked at Ethan who still maintained his human form, "He is not completely out of control yet, and there is still a possibility of salvation!"

The young man was blocked by Yamos. Seeing this, the old man resisted the urge to curse.

"Yamosi, Ethan's mutation has already reached his brain and there is no way he can be saved!"

"Wait, let's try it first and then talk!"

Ignoring the old man's nervousness, Yamos attracted some of the tentacles to him and attacked with his backhand, breaking the wall behind him.

"Where are the Cartel family members! Come in immediately!"

Before the smoke cleared, the nobleman who was the first to oppress Liu Dao rushed in. The moment he saw Ethan, this nobleman who could act freely in front of Liu Dao just now collapsed to the ground in fear.

"Grandpa, grandpa him."

"Don't waste time, did Ethan leave you the soul language!"

Yamos struggled to cut off an incoming tentacle, and the arm holding the sword trembled slightly from exerting all his strength.

"If you have any, recite it quickly, we won't have enough time!"

"Yes, yes,,"

The nobleman trembled and took out an iron plate from his waist, with several names engraved on it in thick fonts.

"Grandfather, grandfather, listen to me! Egland! Tanzanite! Elgado!..."

The nobles shouted with all their strength. These names were all people who had left a huge mark on Ethan's memory, including the teacher who led him to the mysterious path, his deceased wife, and his daughter who died young.

The so-called language of the soul is an insurance that professionals place for themselves. It may be their own vision, or it may be a character engraved in the soul. Once they lose control, these records can awaken their humanity and allow them to suppress their out-of-control power. .

The so-called loss of control is caused by the professional being addicted to power, or being contaminated by high-level external power, and the will is not enough to suppress the authority that he can call upon. Once he is completely out of control, the power will transform him and show his wildest expression to the world. posture.

The extent to which a professional loses control is determined by the degree of personal transformation. Unlike those changes that are controlled by a professional, the transformation after losing control is wild, does not follow the inherent system, and has no rules.

This kind of loss of control is often accompanied by more powerful power. Those who are usually suppressed by professionals due to various reasons and cannot exert their full strength, as well as those powers that have not yet been tapped, will all appear in the body after losing control. At that time , the combat power of professionals will grow across classes.

"Don't waste your time, these are useless!"

The nobleman had tremblingly recited his name dozens of times, but the tentacles from Ethan showed no sign of stopping. The old man's control of the flying sword had become increasingly difficult, and he was being steadily suppressed by the endless tentacles.

Yamos frowned. It was a bit difficult for him to deal with these tentacles now, but Ethan still maintained most of his human appearance, which meant that there was still a chance to be saved.

"Wait a minute, he's not completely out of control yet!"

"Oh? So this is out of control?"

Hearing this voice, Yamos was excited. He looked out of the corner of his eye. Liu Dao, who was sitting between the seats, opened his eyes. There was no anger in those eyes, but there was something that Yamos couldn't understand. The mood seems to be that one sees others as one's own fault and takes pleasure in others' misfortunes.

Liu Dao walked out of the seats and stood behind Yamos. I don't know if it was an illusion. Yamos felt that the tentacles in front of him suddenly weakened their offensive. Although the forward speed remained unchanged, the strength seemed to be much easier.

"Tell me, what exactly does it mean to lose control?"

Liu Dao stood behind Yamos. Less than ten meters in front of him was the battlefield between Yamos and the tentacles. Liu Dao might be hit by the tentacles at any time, but he turned a blind eye.

Yamos didn't know why Liu Dao asked this question, but he answered honestly while swinging his sword: "The body of a person who loses control will undergo changes, and the direction of the changes is generally related to the power of his cultivation."

"That's it." Liu Dao smiled silently, "Thank you for your explanation."

Poof!

Suddenly, Ethan's thick limbs exploded, and his round body floated in the air without support. The fractured limbs compressed inward, and the surrounding skin and flesh piled up and quickly disappeared into the body.

Next, Ethan's chest collapsed inward, and his neck and head were stuffed into his body, which caused his whole body to swell. The tentacles on his chin were connected to his chest, twisting and moving to the lower part of his body. Ethan's body The whole body turned into a ball, and the dull facial features were reduced to the decoration of the spherical body. Only the magic eyes between the eyebrows bloomed with dazzling purple light.

how come! ! !

Yamos was so shocked by Ethan's sudden change that he couldn't speak to himself, and Liu Dao's probing voice came to his ears:

"Is it similar to this?"