Wasteland Echoer

Soon, other tentacles seemed to be born from the void, drilling out of the twisted and violently fluctuating air, and piercing the body of "Future" one after another.

The group of tentacles did not try to wrap around "Future"'s hands and feet to control them, but instead attempted to kill him directly.

Moreover, Wright noticed that these tentacles would quickly turn black when in contact with the air here, giving off the smell of coke, and soon turn into decayed but extremely strong contradictory objects like coal or dead trees.

"Save...I...save...ah...uh..." "Future" opened his mouth wide, trying desperately to get more oxygen from the air like a greedy beast. His heart was not completely alienated. The lungs were working hard, and together with the muscles in his chest, which were not very strong, they made a heavy "whirring" sound that contained the sound of death like a pulling bellows.

"Poison? Or something extraordinary?" Wright guessed that these tentacles were not ordinary things, nor ordinary monsters commonly seen, but poisonous things formed during the long-term infection of "ancient" power.

After all, after the originally healthy, strong, and powerful "Future" was penetrated by tentacles, it was very much like the central nervous system of the brain lost most of its control over the body in an instant. Otherwise, depending on the strength of "Future", he would try to break free. These relatively "slender" tentacles are not difficult to make.

Wright naturally wanted to help "Future" get out of trouble, but if he was pierced by these tentacles and affected by poison, he would never have a chance to get out.

Thinking of this, Wright decided to take a half step back, chanting a mantra praising the magic source power and ancient power, trying to surge the red magic source power that had always been abundant in his body.

Soon, as his lips opened and closed, desperately touching, and uttering word syllables that were difficult for ordinary people to understand, the eight "touches of secret obsession" behind Wright were like withered grass that had been nourished after a long drought, and instantly turned from sluggish. Sluggishness turned into fullness and strength.

He took a few steps back again, controlled the tentacles that were larger than a man, and smashed at the group of ugly, dirty, and evil dark tentacles.

boom! boom! boom!

The "Touch of Darkness" slammed away, and the tentacles that were as hard as steel just now were damaged and broken under the even stronger force.

But what makes Wright feel strange is that when these tentacles were first broken, a light red liquid like red wine poured out, but once they fell out of control and fell to the ground, or came into contact with the "Touch of Darkness", they instantly Dark red smoke that "sizzles" rises into the air.

After attacking like this for about five or six times, the controllers of this group of tentacles saw that the sneak attack had failed, so they no longer continued to extend their tentacles from the ripples of air like water, but instead let out a piercing sound that almost threatened to kill them. A mournful cry that shattered the eardrums, followed by a beast-like roar.

"I... smelled a stronger... 'ancient' scent. Mr. Wright, this concentration of smell is something I... have never seen before." "Future" barely regained his composure. Regardless of the dizziness caused by lack of oxygen, he staggered to Wright's side and said:

"I remember... I remember... the information they obtained from the Federal Council... in Choigrad... Kanosk... in Demonic City, and in the 'Bitter Relics'. "

"Don't be anxious, 'Future', please take it easy first. Let's solve the immediate danger before talking about anything else." Wright comforted "Future", took a step forward, stretched out his hand to hold "Future" into his arms, and gradually expanded it with The "Touch of Darkness" that rose up protected both sides of the body, and continued to surge the part of the red magic power that manifested as flames in the body, summoning a side of flames transformed into a shape similar to that used by the Crusaders in the human era. energy body shield.

The shield appeared in front of him and the "future" like a projection, with a double-headed eagle holding an iris in its mouth about to soar on its surface.

The rich dark magic power and the aura of "ancient power" will naturally not be ignored by Wright. However, they were unable to affect Wright's spirit at all. Even if he was trapped in this "red fantasy ruins" for thirty years, Wright's spirit was still the same as it was in the Zine Empire, unaffected by any extraordinary power.

There will be no loss, no collapse, no madness, no mania. If you throw away the part of human emotions, no one will be able to tell whether Wright belongs to carbon-based life or silicon-based life.

Wright, who was prepared for a sneak attack, quietly searched for the specific location of the tentacle operators just now, while waiting for the possible "monster" to attack again.

It seems that in such a field filled with "sadness" and "ancient" power, all creatures will become impetuous and lose patience.

The time did not last as long as Wright expected. After only three or four seconds, a moist and earthy dark cloud quickly gathered in the sky.

Less than half a minute later, the condensed dark clouds were like a huge curtain, completely covering the scorching sun that originally hung high in the sky and seemed to never go out and fall, causing most of the light to be obscured by the rich darkness. engulf.

There is no vegetation covering this endless world. The darkness seems to be covered with a layer of coal ash. The remaining dead trees show a sickly and pitiful posture. The dark clouds are like long-dead ghosts, as if they are in the air. The air looked down at those pitiful creatures struggling in the long night.

Soon, a human-like arm that was larger than the combined size of Wright and "Future" emerged from the darkness, mixed with a thick bloody vapor, and slammed towards the "Red Kite Eagle Shield".

Boom!

Boom!

Boom!

The force of the pounding was extremely heavy, just like the big guys in the underground boxing arenas controlled by independent armed forces in the Cruz Federation who were eager to win prizes to improve their lives or satisfy their desires.

Wright was not to be outdone, desperately surging the red magic power in his body to "add bricks and tiles" to this shield, so that its surface ignited more and more red flames that were enough to illuminate the surrounding space.

Seeing that the attack did not work, the manipulator behind the scenes continued to swing this huge fist and increased the frequency of the bombardment.

Soon, with the bombardment, countless palm-sized pieces of flame flew out and fell on the ground, blending with the yellow sand and turning into a pool of extremely solid obsidian.

Because he had to guard against sneak attacks from both sides and could not overdraw the red magic power, Wright did not dare to use all his strength, but just barely maintained the existence of the "Red Kite Eagle Shield".

The owner of the giant hand seemed to have seen through Wright's thoughts. Finally, under a roar mixed with lightning, a layer of terrifying dark flames floated on the surface of the giant hand, and with the powerful force of a pile driver, it finally shattered the "Red Kite Eagle Shield".

Fortunately, Wright knew the power of the "shield". At the moment when the fatal punch was about to hit his head, he picked up the "Future" who was still in a semi-dizzy state and flew into the air. He drew a beautiful fiery red parabola in the air nearly 10 meters high and landed steadily on a dry riverbed 20 meters away.

And just at this moment, the broken flame residue of the "Red Kite Eagle Shield" flew away, dispersing more than half of the dark clouds above his head, and also revealed the true form of the "monster" hiding behind the scenes who manipulated everything.

The first second he saw the monster, Wright would never believe that there was such an ugly thing in the world.

This monster was indeed huge, about 30 meters tall, but its whole body looked like a pile of meat that was supposed to be worthless, forcibly and disorderly spliced ​​together with most of the ugly and disgusting things known to mankind.

That's right, the monster looked like a meat ball made up of meat from various creatures, but it was not furry and cute round hedgehogs, but a piece of meat that was wriggling.

There was indeed a lot of skin tissue on the surface of these meats, but some looked like humans, some looked like "dire wolves", some looked like bears, and some looked like old meat that had just been thawed from refrigerators and cold cellars, but without exception, they all looked like they had their hair removed.

However, these pieces of meat were wriggling, constantly changing their positions on the body. They seemed to be infected with some bacteria, and there were many sunken wounds like craters on the surface, with rancid liquids intertwined in red and milky white flowing out.

Supporting the movement of these flesh are four completely different strong limbs, one like a tree, one like steel, one like a beast, and one like a human. They are spliced ​​on the body in a completely random way that humans cannot imagine, but they can strangely enable it to maintain a fairly fast movement ability.

What is even more incomprehensible is that there are two black wings that are spreading above the meat ball. If the darkness covers most of the meat ball's body and only leaves the two wings, then people can still mistake it for a dragon.

But in fact, these dragon-like wings cannot be closed, because two machine gun barrels are forcibly installed on their surface, and a huge gun barrel in the middle of them is similar to the "Hyacinth" artillery newly reproduced by the Cruz Federation.

The tentacles just now seemed to extend straight out of the flesh ball, and the huge fist, perhaps its fifth limb, just disappeared in the suddenly rising flames when it broke the "Red Kite Eagle Shield", turning into a pool of pus and blood that was enough to drown the relatively weak bodies of Light or "Future".

"What I want to tell you is... Lord Light...'Pramini', the Lord of Eternal Red, once he dies here... he will... not really die. 'Divinity' will degenerate into 'Breath of Mutation', and 'Ancient Power' will make him a monster." "Future" reminded:

"The speed of time in the palace hall just now is only 1/13 of that here, and the speed of time here is 1/2000 of that in the outside world. Any existence, even a god, will be destroyed in the heart and become a complete monster if it exists here for hundreds of years. In the data of the old empire, it is called 'Pramini's Sorrow'."