The sun is high

As those black shadows continued to suck the bodily fluids of the Stain Dragon, their size also began to increase little by little. The black shadows that were originally only as thick as a finger had expanded several times in just ten seconds. , now they are as thick as a wrist, and they look as good as the Touch of Charron floating next to Shuge. Not only that, the "bulges" growing on these long shadows have also begun to expand further. ,increase.

Now they have exact outlines.

"It looks like sharp claws and wings... In other words, these things should not be snakes, and their true form should be different from Charron's Touch."

Shuge carefully observed the changes in these shadows from a relatively safe distance.

Gradually, he realized that these long and narrow beings seemed to be some kind of strange reptiles with various characteristics and the ability to fly.

Considering that there are always some vague connections between the various sacrifices prepared in the past and the final "exchange" results, Xiuge determined that these strange-looking shadows might also exist in the past. Time and space, and the family of gods who once roamed the world of Brahma.

It didn't take long for the body fluids of the rotting dragon presented by Shuge to be sucked up by these weird long shadows. They gradually let go of each other, and Shuge saw the inside of the empty bucket connected to the ends of their bodies. There is actually a lot more liquid now.

Under the dim light, these liquids of unknown composition revealed a disgusting color, with yellow and green as the main colors. Xiuge saw that these two colors were constantly blending in the limited space. , twisting, and those irregular lines are even more disgusting.

The process of sacrifice was obviously not over.

Xiuge saw that the liquid inside the bucket seemed to be driven by some kind of force. They began to rotate along the wall of the bucket, and the weird colors formed a dazzling pattern with this rotation. As this change occurred, the colors gradually began to spread outward - they were no longer confined within the bucket, but quickly entered the black shadows connected to the bucket as the liquid rotated.

At this moment, the metal disc in Shuge's spiritual world began to slowly speed up.

As for the palace hound, which has a very high "predator" status in the metal disk, it stood up in its room vigilantly. It grinned, revealing its sharp fangs and the ones used to suck prey. Tiny tentacles of bodily fluids.

However, Shuge did not feel any yearning and desire for hunting from the palace hound. On the contrary, the moment the palace hound got up, it conveyed a series of strong resistance emotions to Shuge.

Yes, that's not timidity, fear or shrinkage, but an extremely simple and direct disgust and resistance.

Just when Shuge wanted to try to ask the reason, except for the palace hound, the other metal disk "guests" also showed similar behavior without exception.

The running rat, second only to the palace hound in terms of intuition, unknowingly exploded its fur. Shuge looked sideways and saw that the huge three-tailed rat had now "exploded" into a huge fur ball. , it closed its mouth tightly, the gaze in its pair of green eyes flickered, and deep in its throat it kept making a sound that seemed to express a threat.

Charron's Touch began to tremble violently, and Shuge noticed that these black tentacles that should not have clear emotional expressions instinctively produced more black horny cells. It seemed that they were eager to use these hard protective layers. Wrap yourself securely.

As for the summoned clone of the messenger in the mirror, his performance was even more explicit.

As a stand-in that can "block the sword" for Xiuge at critical moments, it unconsciously took two steps back and stood directly at a relatively backward position. The crystal gun in its right hand was already in a state of waiting for firing, and Its left hand was placed in a position that was difficult for Shuge to understand.

It is holding its nose.

It looked like it smelled something unbearable.

"No...what about you?"

Xiuge felt a little strange, because he did not feel too much threat from his intuition and the rotation of the metal disk, so he did not understand why these ancient creations he owned were acting so serious at this moment. with a vigilant attitude.

This is so abnormal.

At this time, those yellow-green colors were finally completely "filled" into these black shadows. At the same time, Xiuge finally saw the true appearance of these weird shadows.

Almost instantly, Xiuge felt that his eyes and aesthetics had been seriously damaged.

He has seen many ugly and twisted things, but whether it is the descendants of the Dark Abyss, the palace hounds, or the strange creatures he glimpsed in the dream of the "giant ship", there is no way to compare with the writhing things in front of him now. "Comparable" to its long and narrow existence.

These strip-shaped creatures that have grown to the thickness of the wrist snake forward, and the yellow-green liquid injected into their bodies gives them a "skin" that looks extremely smooth, looking like it is covered with a thick layer of oil paint. Among these changes in color, Xiuge could vaguely distinguish the fine scales growing on their bodies.

At the same time, these colors have also successfully climbed onto the claws and wings of these creatures.

Their claws are slender, but they are obviously not the limbs of reptiles in conventional knowledge. Their claws are actually more like "palms" in human perception, although they have They have some kind of sharp claws that seem to be enough to cut the skin and flesh of prey, but these "fingers" themselves are obviously more inclined to grasp, and Xiuge can even imagine how they use these limbs to manipulate tools.

In addition, the wings growing on their bodies are also special.

These wings are obviously more like the "wing membrane" in Xiuge's cognition. They are actually parts extending from the sides of some simple limbs that look like tentacles. At their joints, Xiuge can also see countless hanging fluffs. The objects - they are actually some tiny tendrils of unknown purpose.

But no matter which part it is, its surface is covered with that special color...

There were no eyes or any visual organs on the surface of these creatures, but when the spiral saw teeth began to rotate slowly, Xiuge was surprised to see that deep in their cavities, there were clearly numerous densely packed worms. Tiny eyeballs, and now, these eyes with faint light are peering into the outside world through the narrow mouth.

"..."

The moment he saw the faces of these monsters clearly, an extremely strong strange emotion suddenly sprouted from Xiuge's heart. He frowned and took a step back. Just as he was about to mobilize his magic power to adjust his mental state, he discovered the strange feeling from before. His emotions have actually taken root in his body, and his thoughts have been completely occupied by strong fear and hatred!

In the "bucket" at the rear, the strange liquid was still spinning continuously, but as the process progressed, the translucent bucket seemed to begin to gradually break away from its own form, becoming more and more fascinating in Xiuge. In the chaotic sight, the colors that were originally bound inside the container gradually broke through the "cage" and brought bright lines to the outside world.

As this unreasonable change continued, Xiuge found that he could no longer distinguish the difference between the "container" and the strange creations in the outside world. He suddenly realized that the two seemed to be one and the same. The barrel at the rear is not a container at all, but some kind of large twisted organ that supports strange creatures...

At this time, those bright and viscous yellow-green liquids had begun to circulate between those creatures and the rear organs, and this trend made those ugly narrow existences become more active, and they began to try continuously Stretching their bodies, with this action, the "oil paint" covering their bodies also began to flow faster, and in an instant formed more complicated psychedelic patterns.

The rotation speed of the metal disc seemed to have increased, and Shouge's right hand fingers quickly rested on the trigger of the Hound's Fang. He was already ready to attack.

Unpleasant sounds with distinct syllables and pauses came from the strip-shaped creatures with limbs and wings. It was obviously not the roars used by wild beasts to threaten, but some kind of exact language. These weird existences While muttering something, he raised his weird limbs and kept probing his serrated spiral mouthparts in the direction of Xiuge.

Feeling the obvious hostility, Xiuge no longer hesitated. He immediately raised the hound's fang and was about to pull the trigger when there was a crisp sound from the finger of his right hand.

"What?"

Shuge was stunned.

The trigger of the Hound's Fang actually broke.

Before Xiuge could figure out what was going on, he found that the weapon in his hand began to collapse at an extremely fast speed. In just two breaths, it had turned into a ball of powder. At the same time, Xiuge also discovered that the connection between himself and the palace hound was broken, as if it had never existed at all.

"Kaka...ka..."

The yellow-green shadow continued to approach while making noises. Faced with the threat in front of him, Shuge immediately gave orders to the Running Rat and Charon's Touch. However, things that puzzled him even more happened one after another, and he had always been against Snicki, who was fearless in death and always carried out orders faithfully, gave a direct and decisive refusal to respond to Shuge's instructions. Not only that, he also retreated directly to a distance and shrunk to a row of tables. from behind, timidly observing the changes here.

As for Shuge's important combat method, Charron's Touch has become extremely weak at this moment. The hard horns that could have given people a great sense of security have completely disappeared at this moment. Although they protect Shuge, they are always in constant contact. The place trembled, and all the sharp limbs and long and short swords disappeared...

Xiuge's heartbeat began to speed up. He turned to look to his side, only to see that the messenger substitute in the mirror was holding its head and shrinking on the ground. It looked just as cowardly and desperate as an ordinary person facing a monster.

"What exactly is going on?"

Panic began to grow in Xiuge's heart in an unstoppable manner. His breathing became rapid, and the scene in front of him seemed to become chaotic and blurry. Those disgusting yellow-green colors began to entangle, accompanied by those monsters. The extension constantly occupies Xiuge's field of vision.

They were approaching quickly, and an extremely unpleasant smell rushed directly into Shuge's nostrils.

He smelled decay and death in the smell.

The psychedelic colors and suffocating smell at this moment brought the despair, powerlessness and pain that had been away from Shuge for a long time back to him. A large number of memories related to the concept of fear began to flow out of Shuge's mind uncontrollably. Revealed in the back of my mind.

Shuge saw that he was pierced by Charron's touch when he was performing a "sacrifice" for the first time.

He saw Vereen Ernst conducting mental interrogation on him mercilessly in the study of the old house.

He also saw himself in the sewers of Salem City, being submerged and divided by the surging descendants of the Dark Abyss...

In just a few seconds, Xiuge seemed to have glimpsed countless different branches of his own destiny, and the development of any branch seemed to lead to a brand new tragic ending.

The monsters in front of him obviously possess some kind of terrifying power that interferes with and affects emotions and thinking. Their ferocious mouthparts have already arrived in front of Xiuge. The eyes that are constantly turning in the cavity look greedily at the face of the young man in front of him, and in front of him. Deep in these eyes, all the details in Xiuge's memory are constantly reflected...

What Xiuge didn't know was that what he was facing now was actually a kind of existence that had been notorious among all the Van En beings since ancient times.

Among the many civilizations and communities at that time, these monsters had a unified name. They were called "Roots of Destiny".

Using the emotions of intelligent creatures as nourishment, they can easily evoke the most painful memories of victims and plunge them into despair and fear. Their existence is even enough to threaten those dependents who have received blessings and favors from the gods. Under the influence of their power Under this, these dependents even had the opportunity to see the destruction of their own beliefs.

And now, these ancient creations summoned by the "Scale Flying Dragon Body Fluid" finally have another chance to display their abilities. They are looking at the prey in front of them who has been dragged into the illusion from the very beginning. Noisy sounds representing joyful emotions are constantly emitted from the body...