My Liver Experience in the World of Cthulhu

Nick shouted and rushed forward with his weapon in hand.

He waved the flail, and the red-hot iron ball passed through the evil object's body, bringing out wisps of black smoke and some gray fragments.

When the evil object touched the priest's armor, the flame moire on it lit up, burning it again.

Crown noticed that there were many strange sounds pouring into his ears from all directions.

It was like someone was playing hoarse and unpleasant music next to him, or like someone was scratching metal with a sharp weapon. He felt anxious and crazy in his heart.

Unable to visualize at this time, Kroun quietly took out a few Pure Heart Talismans, opened his clothes and stuck them on his chest and back.

A slight chill traveled through the body, and the frantic discomfort was immediately reduced by half, and the remaining feeling was just like a pesky fly occasionally buzzing around.

The priest and the evil creature fought for more than ten minutes. It seemed like a lively fight, but in fact no one could do anything to anyone.

The evil creature looked embarrassed, but in fact it didn't suffer much damage. It still fought fiercely with the priest, but it was evenly matched.

Crown could tell that under this situation, it would be difficult for the two of them to decide the winner if they fought for another half hour.

The priest is good at acting!

He applauded the other party silently in his heart.

Nick was in trouble and couldn't express his pain at this time. He had no experience in fighting against a collective of evil spirits, so he only made his own judgment based on the introduction in the classics.

He did not dare to use many of his spiritual methods because he was worried that the collective of evil thoughts would turn around and leave after encountering a difficult bone to chew.

The spiritual attack of the evil thing is not strong, but it is continuous. His firm will gradually cannot suppress the crazy fighting spirit from the bottom of his heart. Now he just wants to hammer the evil thing to pieces.

When he realized something was wrong, visions of evil beings being killed began to appear in front of him.

Nick bit the base of his tongue fiercely, and a trace of clarity returned to his eyes. He suddenly remembered that there was a very important passage in the classics that he had subconsciously ignored.

"Never engage in long-term battles with creatures that can reduce sanity. As the battle lengthens, our sanity decreases faster and faster. At a certain stage as time increases, sanity will be like falling water from a waterfall. The water was falling so fast."

"Just like a newly promoted transcendent being exposed to the scarlet moonlight on a full moon night, as the time spent bathing in the moonlight increases, the person will become more and more crazy, and eventually he will completely lose control and become a Evil thing.”

"This is the phenomenon of extraordinary loss of control. 'Reason' in the mystical language Hermes means wisdom and reason."

It turns out that when we stepped into the area where it was born, the confrontation had already begun.

The priest suddenly realized that the greed in his heart was amplified many times by the collection of evil thoughts. Although evil things were chaotic and crazy, they had extraordinary fighting instincts and were naturally able to stir up various human emotions, including but not limited to fear, sadness, Emotions such as despair and madness.

Based on this calculation, when he enchanted the tower shield with 'Bone Fire', the evil thing did not leave because of fear.

According to his cautious character in the past, he would not despise any evil thing that he had not really fought with, but at that time he was not able to calm down and think about the reasons behind this abnormal behavior.

He looked at the tower shield in his hand and found that the enchantment time had ended. This advanced enchantment could only last ten minutes.

Careless!

Regret flashed through his heart. He didn't know how many seconds he could hold on. He could only hope that the decrease in sanity of Kroun, who had understood the true meaning of the Law of Warmth and was far away, would not be as outrageous as his own.

He re-enchanted the tower shield in his hand with bone fire, activating the Flame Oath runes in the armor. His weapon burned, and the ends of his hair turned into red-hot wire.

The priest launched his strongest attack, like a god of fire descending, suddenly attacking the collection of evil thoughts.

After the blow, he moved sideways and took a moment to glance at Crown, who was standing behind and watching the battle.

Praise the Lord of Fire.

Nick felt a big stone fall to the ground in his heart, and he saw that the other person's eyes were still clear!

Why did you turn it on in advance? We agreed to come together. The collective of evil thoughts still looks very fierce. Could it be that some unknown incident has happened?

Crown's mind was racing and he immediately thought of some possibilities.

"Do it!"

The priest's urgent shout further confirmed his guess. Knowing that there would of course be many unexpected factors in the battle, he immediately lowered his head, closed his eyes slightly and began to contemplate.

His spiritual sense was divided into two, and one feeling was the disturbance in the outside world. He did not look at it, but he could "see" the priest wielding his weapon to fight the evil thing again, and he saw thick smoke rising from the evil thing.

Another spiritual sense began to visualize. The bright moon shone behind him and fell into the mud ball. The red sun fell into the belly along the middle line of the chest and abdomen and entered the Dantian, and golden light came out from the body.

He didn't know why, but he found that the visualization was much faster than usual this time, and the complete process only took about half of the time before.

Nick felt that his mind was in chaos, the boundless darkness began to swallow up the weak fire of light in his spirituality, and the crazy ravings eroded his remaining sanity.

It's over.

He felt his eyes go dark, his body began to fall, and there was pitch-black eternal silence below.

When he was about to lose consciousness, he vaguely felt like a rising sun rising somewhere, with thousands of golden lights.

After a long period of meditation, Kroun had already figured out the characteristics of this technique.

He knew that the final visualization of the golden light shining in all directions would not last for a few seconds, because the radiation should expand in a spherical shape, and it was required to be as clear as possible.

For him now, three seconds is the limit.

If you can't visualize every detail when expanding the field, it won't make much sense.

This dark realm began to shake violently, and cracks appeared on the body of the evil object without a substantial body.

When the golden light dissipated, the cracks expanded, and pieces of white fell from its body, like snowflakes flying and falling, and light spots flickered in the dark area.

At this time, the volume of the evil object shrank by more than half, and all its tentacles disappeared.

The evil object's body rolled several times like flowing mist, transforming into a new image.

It has the head of a bear and the body of a human, with many extra animal claws growing all over its body.

Its current color is no longer light gray, but has signs of transforming into deep black.

There are many transparent bubbles floating in the black core.

In the bubble, there are various shadows of humanoids and animals.

The shadow was incomplete. Kroun glanced at it a few times, and his spiritual sense came into contact with a twisted, crazy, and chaotic stream of consciousness.

He understood that these were the evil thoughts left behind by various creatures when they died.

The priest was a bit wrong. After the evil creature was severely attacked, it had no intention of escaping, and instead fell into even more madness and chaos.

Its speed was like an arrow leaving the string, and it approached Crown's eyes in the blink of an eye, and a torrent of evil thoughts began to bombard his ears and spiritual sense.

Silver hourglasses appeared in Croun's eyes. He once again felt that time seemed to slow down and his thoughts were moving very fast.

Not only his thinking, but also his movements were much faster.

In the outside world, the speed of the collection of evil thoughts was not unpleasant, blurring into an afterimage, but in his eyes, everything was traceable.

Almost at the same time as the evil thing rushed towards him, he had a thought in his heart and already took out a stack of golden light talismans.

With a shake of his hand, the talisman flew, and as the evil object approached, the talisman began to emit a faint golden light.

Immediately afterwards, the evil thing hit the golden ocean head-on.

Crown activated the time hourglass ability with all his strength, causing the evil object's figure to stand still for a moment.

The sands of time in the hourglass of the sea of ​​​​consciousness are decreasing crazily, and they are all consumed in the blink of an eye.

The crazy impact of thoughts ended just as it began, and was replaced by a rising emotion of fear.

It retreated sharply, countless cracks appeared on its body again, and more snowflakes flew.

The volume of the evil object was rapidly melting, but the talisman and seal followed it like a shadow and began to wrap around it, converging into a ball of shining golden light.

The golden ball exploded like a beautiful firework, and pieces of golden light fell down, making it dazzling.