Wasteland Echoer

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The dull sound of an object entering the body came from Wright's back, and spread out in the dim environment of blue, dim yellow and white, and continued to reverberate more and more violently.

Wright, who was stabbed in the heart, was startled at first, and then quickly reacted. Almost subconsciously, he surged up the rich red magic power in his body, and poured it into eight dark mystical touches in 0.3 seconds.

This caused a terrifying blush to appear on the tentacles.

Snap!

Wright waved the four tentacles on his right back and slapped the relatively weak Lord of Eternal Red straight away, as if he was floating in water, causing the latter to bounce up and down on the pool, and finally fell on the edge of the churning mud. .

"What are you doing? Lord of Yongchi. Why are you attacking me?" Wright looked at Lord of Yongchi in confusion, staring at his crimson pupils and watching the bright, mellow, and delicious blood flowing from his forehead. The damage poured down, and an inexplicable anger surged in his heart.

"Container, Wright... you are the perfect container. The red magic source power... is a power that is very close to flames. It is strong enough, just like the 'Steel Body' of the [Guardian]. I... this body It is already broken... Wright, I need your body to re-establish contact with the Creator." The Lord of Yongchi sat half-kneeling on the beach, sticking out his tongue and licking the blood from his forehead, while looking at it with greedy eyes. To Wright.

"You have been confused by desire and let the ancient power erode your spirit. Lord of Eternal Red, you have gone crazy." Wright glanced at the red-haired god with contempt and reached out to touch the man who was still inserted into his back. metal dagger.

Just when he was about to use force to pull out the dagger, a flame suddenly ignited from the wound and rose along his spine, looking like a human body wearing a cockscomb.

Wright subconsciously looked at the dagger in his hand that was still dripping with post-awakening liquid. He saw that the dagger was instantly soaked in a layer of dark "soot" by his blood. It must be the red magic source power that contains Dipsel's power. , the result of interacting with the "sorrow" that condenses the "ancient power" in the air, eroding the "divinity".

After all, anything created by the gods, used by the gods, or made by the gods will gradually be stained with divinity that cannot be erased.

After the Creator created the "ancient gods", he discovered that the dark deep sea was indeed the cradle of life. But once the dark clouds dispersed, the sun played its role, and everything should be bathed in the holy light, the "ancient power" was still there. Life goes on land and is hampered by light.

Therefore, through meditation, He cast "gods" and "divinity" into the world in higher dimensions. "Divinity" and "Ancient" are in a state of eternal hostility like fire and ice. Even if the "Lord of the Dark Night" and the "Goddess of Light" embrace each other, the struggle between the two will not stop.

In the past, when he was in the Zine Empire, Wright had learned about "ancient" knowledge from Melinaer, but after all, it was content in books, which seemed extremely boring and unrealistic.

And when the real "ancient power" that transcended cognition appeared in front of him, apart from a slight fear, he really saw how a great supreme god known as "Plamini" Under the erosion of "ancient", it degenerated into a greedy and coveting monster.

It was at this moment that Wright felt a stinging pain in his right hand, forcing him to drop the hot dagger.

He subconsciously looked at the ground. The dagger he had just turned into a beast's hand bone, which was gradually burned by the blue flames and turned into a dark and crisp existence.

Soon, the jet-black daggers turned into countless jet-black beetles due to the surrounding water. They looked up at Wright, whose eyes turned red, and screamed like children from their non-existent throats. They scattered in fear.

Immediately afterwards, the flames suddenly spread outward from Wright's body, reflecting a terrifying smoke shadow on the ground like a giant monster.

"This is my flame...it is enough to completely dissolve your skin and turn it into a solid steel carapace. Ah, Wright, you will be my first 'vessel', a wonderful, handsome, strong , and a container with unique and terrifying power." The Lord of Eternal Red looked up at the several Krusted palace-style electric searchlights that quickly lit up above his head, and said in a twisted tone full of affection and close to human beings.

"Don't worry, Wright. After your soul leaves the body, I will entrust the Creator to send it back to the world that originally belonged to you. This world is dark, painful, completely hopeless, and about to die. But yours The world is just like what you described. Although there is no magic, it is technologically advanced and economically prosperous. People can bathe on the golden beaches, enjoy the breeze on the seaside, and fall asleep in the sun at any leisure time. "

"You are really crazy, Lord of Eternal Red. Moreover, after your 'divinity' was eliminated, have you become even more stupid?" Wright endured the burning and pain caused by the flames and pretended not to be affected at all. He stood up straight as if affected, letting the flames cover every part of his body, making a "crackling" sound, flying sparks, and emitting the smell of burning flesh.

"The two worlds don't seem to have any connection. Perhaps, after so many years, my body in the previous world has long since died. Even if the soul can pass through the imprisonment set by time and space, it will be lost and dissipated because it cannot find the body. ." The redness in Wright's eyes quickly spread from his pupils, filling the entire whites of his eyes, and combined with the flames on his body, he looked like a Ghost Rider.

He poured the full red magic power in his body into the eight "Touches of Darkness", causing the dark tentacles to be covered with a layer of red ancient tribal patterns called "Red Nightmare".

The nearly 30 years of being trapped in the "Red Fantasy Ruins" did not diminish Wright's mental and magic power. On the contrary, because the red magic power was highly compatible with the "old gods", it was strengthened in ways that are difficult to describe in words. .

The "Red Nightmare" pattern actually caused the "Touch of Darkness" to grow under the catalysis of the power of the red magic source. Not only did it become stronger and more powerful, but it also allowed the semi-biological structure like crocodile skin to grow under the influence of flames. The bottom is completely transformed into a special alloy material mainly composed of steel.

"You are crazy, Lord of Eternal Red. Originally, I thought you were the representative of fire, the supreme god who controls fire to benefit mankind. But in fact, you are a selfish coward. You are afraid of death and the loss of power. , I am afraid that your broken body cannot be repaired and you will lose the ability to communicate with the Creator." As he spoke, Wright took heavy steps across the water beach in front of him and said in a heavy and majestic voice:

"This makes you lose yourself and choose to go with your desires. You have no patience to wait for your body to be repaired, and you have no determination to abandon this incomplete body and serve the Creator yourself. You just want to achieve your goal through shortcuts. Just like Ivan Twenty-two are the same.”

"So what? There are only two of us here. Once the red magic power in your body used to resist my flames is exhausted, my flames will burn your soul. I know that you passed the 'Grey Dream' ', Pretending to be mysterious, I invited a young man with great potential to save you. But you should know that the more energy related to the ancients is condensed here, the slower the flow of time will be." The Lord of Yongchi crawled from the ground with a smile. Even though the vines stretching out from the ground once again completely wrapped around his legs and gradually wrapped around his scarred arms, they still could not calm the smile on his handsome face:

"Actually, Wright, we have been bound here together for decades. I actually don't want to end your life immediately. After all, getting along can create feelings. I might as well tell you a fact, that is, everyone who comes first All gods have at least two bodies.

"One is the 'real body', perhaps sleeping in the higher-dimensional divine realm, perhaps bathing in the warmth of the Creator, and the other is the 'messenger body', which is the body we use after entering the human world. My 'real body' 'It has long since disappeared due to hundreds of years of erosion, but as long as I have your body, I will soon have a stronger 'real body' again."

"It's a beautiful thought." Wright was furious, and quickly ran to the "Eternal Red Lord", picked up two "Dark Enchanting Touches" and wrapped them around the "Eternal Red Lord"'s body like a python, roaring Pulling it up from the ground with force, he threw it to the side, causing him to hit heavily on the iron wall covered with brown rust and embedded in the rock.

Boom!

The dull sound once again echoed in this space filled with the smell of "sadness". The "Lord of Yongchi" had an irrepressible smile on his face, and opened the corners of his mouth, letting saliva mixed with saliva flow out.

A few seconds later, he spit out two teeth, sat half-kneeling on the ground, supported the ground with his arms covered with dry bark, and said in an unexpectedly clear voice:

"Wright, you don't seem to really realize how powerful your body is. It's no wonder, after all, when you first came to this world, you entered an unfamiliar body. Your strength needs to be matched with your spirit. Only through continuous grinding can you realize your greatest potential.

"But now, thirty years have passed. Even in your deep sleep, your spirit has not stagnated. It is still functioning, allowing you to contact the outside world and better understand the world in your gray dream. Now... ...Now your power has been completely integrated with your body, so powerful, so shocking, so... wonderful, able to occupy... occupying such a powerful body is enough to make me despise everything except the Creator. God." (End of chapter)