The beginning of Meiman is a Zanpakuto

Just Casillas is not worthy of his personal action.

If even such a small role requires the Spirit King to do it himself, then the force he has worked so hard to build will lose its meaning and value.

However, what makes him a little curious is that with Gwen's returning combat power, he shouldn't be able to defeat Casillas, right?

In any case, Gwen is still a member of the Ten Blades. Although his combat power is almost at the bottom, at least his spiritual pressure is real.

Or...are there other factors?

In fact, Lord prefers the second guess. Otherwise, if one of the majestic Ten Blades was defeated by a mortal, where would he lose his face?

result......

Lord opened his eyes and was quite speechless.

If not to say that Peter and Gwen were CPs, they even lay on the ground in similar positions, with one built into the wall and the other buried in the soil.

After being completely alienated, Casillas has completely lost his human appearance. He looks like a large ancient creature, a "grotesque insect", waving multiple arms like a centipede, dancing with a detached and normal aesthetic, full of distortion and

Weird dance.

To be honest, it shouldn't be.

Lord's index finger and thumb slowly rubbed his chin, eyes half-squinted: "Even Gwen, who returned to the sword, was defeated. The speed at which this guy is growing... is a bit amazing."

Soon, he noticed that Casillas's dance, the twisted and twitching movements, completely violated the human joints, as if it was a blasphemy against the world and order, full of chaos and disorder, spreading terror and evil wantonly

.

Kick, kick, kick…

Casillas's face was ferocious, as if there were worms crawling under his skin, propping up terrifying bulges. His already skeletal body looked extremely weird and terrifying at this moment.

The weird dance continues.

Along with the twisting movements, more and more thick black mist flowed out of its body like mercury pouring down the ground.

Those thick black fogs seemed to be lingering, filling the air wantonly, rolling and festering, sometimes converging, sometimes separating, twisting and converging to form a variety of weird, alternative, and terrifying images.

There is no doubt about it.

In that twisted and festering black mist, some kind of advanced ritual is brewing, leading to a certain existence deep in the starry sky through the broken dimensional barrier.

“That’s it!!!”

Lord's pupils shrank slightly and he stared at the cloud. An extremely strong disgust emerged in his heart, mixed with some kind of indescribable chill and deep chill that touched his soul.

These scenes seemed familiar.

Back then, Hasward had seen a scene similar to this one. It was an evil god summoned by Casillas and the dark wizard Agatha, who abducted children in an underground cave and performed some kind of sacrificial ceremony.

But now...

What Casillas is summoning is not some small character, but the true body of the black mist.

There was a look of horror in Lord's eyes, and with a heavy heart, he spoke out the true name of the black mist:

"The black goat of the forest that gave birth to thousands of descendants... Shub Nicholas!"

Among the many outer gods, there are three outer gods with the highest status, collectively known as the "Three Pillars". They were born in the original chaos and hold the strongest authority. Their abilities are powerful enough to make all the outer gods

fear.

And Shub Nicholas, the Black Goat of the Forest, is one of them, and the authority he holds is...breeding.

Once His true form descends, it won't take long before you see a group of disgusting monsters all over the world.

At this moment.

Dormammu, the Lord of the Dark Dimension, controlled huge amounts of dark energy, pouring out from above the broken temple and arriving on the battlefield.

The huge and boundless evil face, like a god who controls the life and death of all things, overlooks the dancing Casillas indifferently.

"How dare you betray me, Casillas!"

Dormammu's angry voice resounded through the sky like thunder, setting off a billowing storm that raged across the sky.

"Betrayal? Hahahaha... don't make me laugh, that's just your own idea, Dormammu."

Casillas was not afraid, looked up at Dormammu, and said with a ferocious smile: "From the beginning to the end, there is only one master I believe in, and that is the goddess of darkness and fertility, the supreme mother goddess, who gives birth to thousands of descendants.

The Black Goat of the Forest—Shub Nicholas!"

"Okay! Very good!"

Dormammu's face was distorted with anger, and huge dark magic poured into reality wantonly: "No one has dared to deceive the Lord of Darkness for a long time, and you are still the first, Casillas!"

"laugh......"

Casillas sneered, with deep disdain in his eyes.

The churning dark energy fell from the sky like heavy rain. Dormammu gritted his teeth and roared: "I will extract your soul and use countless cruel magics to torture you for a thousand or ten thousand years, leaving you in pain."

regret!"

"My soul has long been dedicated to the great Dark Mother Goddess."

Casillas' lips were split open and pulled to the base of his ears, as if his whole head had been opened, and a blood-red eyeball drilled out from deep in his throat:

"I thought... you would die in that person's hands, but I didn't expect you to come out. In this case, let me show you the power given to me by the Mother Goddess in advance!"

"He knew I would come to the dark dimension?!"

Lord's expression changed slightly, and he smelled an ominous atmosphere.

If the mastermind behind all of this was to summon the Black Goat of the Forest, then he would definitely not have thought that as long as he was still on Earth, he would not be able to let Casillas go.

No matter how powerful Casillas is, to put it bluntly, he is just a mortal. Even if he is alienated by the Black Goat of the Forest, he cannot be his opponent.

Even a stronger one would be enough to deal with Casillas without him needing to take action at all.

So please...

Who would make a plan that is bound to fail?

Especially with Nyarlathotep's character, he would not waste energy on formulating such a plan that is full of flaws and has a high probability of failure.

"Casillas... is a trap!"

Lord exhaled a long breath, with solemn eyes: "If my guess is correct, you should be nearby, right?"

Pa~pa~pa~pa~

Crisp applause came from the depths of the dark dimension, and then Lord looked for his voice and saw a slender figure walking slowly.

The man was wearing a colorful robe and a golden double crown. He was as majestic as an ancient pharaoh, with a joking smile on his face:

"This is the second time we have met. Let me introduce you formally. My name is Nyarlathotep. Of course... you can also call me Black Pharaoh."

"I see......"

Lord sighed slightly and said: "This is your real purpose, to lure me to the dark dimension, am I right?"

"Bingo~ Correct answer!"

The Black Pharaoh snapped his fingers and said with a smile: "However, to be more precise, I should trap you in the dark dimension so that you do not interfere with outside plans."

"Summoning the Black Goat of the Forest?"

Lord's heart sank and he stared at him.

"...What do you think?"

The Black Pharaoh smiled meaningfully.