What stopped the five-color lotus and swept away the remaining half of the Siren King's eyeball were the two tentacles in front of the 'snail''s forehead.
But compared with ordinary snails, these two tentacles have become thicker and longer, covered with blue-black eyeballs and suckers intertwined with fangs, and there is a mouth on the top of the tentacles.
Creak!
Creak!
The harsh sound of chewing echoed over the silent battlefield.
The pause continues.
At this moment, on the entire battlefield, only this 'mutated snail', Vice Principal Shi Hui in the Five-Colored Lotus, and the two legendary wizards in the Silver Snake World were fully awake.
"The Siren King cannot die."
The witch stood up from the five-color lotus, looked down from top to bottom, and looked down at the giant snail crawling on the battlefield. Her voice was very serious:
"Hand over its remains, and on behalf of the school, I will allow you to leave the prison."
Instinct needs defeated reason, causing the big black snail to ignore the witch's negotiations.
It didn't say a word, but answered the witch's suggestion with a harsh chewing sound. Perhaps the big mouth on the tentacles had not yet fully evolved, and the strength of the teeth was limited. After chewing for a long time, the half eyeball still retained most of its shape.
The tentacles and the big mouth are round and round, looking a bit funny.
The sound of chewing was mixed with the Siren King's slightly crazy and hoarse laughter:
"Yes! That's it!"
"Aren't your teeth fully developed? Chew hard!"
"Use more strength!!"
"Where's the saliva? Where's your saliva that dissolves everything?"
"I know several solution formulas that can dissolve the concept of legend. Be careful, I will read it to you... There are several nerve cords left in the gaps between your teeth! Don't ignore them, they will turn into little snakes and run away!
"
Realizing that the communication was ineffective, Shi Hui made a prompt decision and took stronger measures.
In mid-air, the five-color lotus flower turned sharply, and streams of five-color brilliance poured out from it, turning into big hands, passing over the tentacles blocking the flower, and grabbing directly towards another tentacle that swallowed the eyeballs.
The sky is full of big hands, and even a speck of dust can be caught.
Seeing that the situation was not good, the tentacle retracted and retracted, then jumped back to the snail's head in an instant, then turned the tentacle head and stuffed it into the snail's mouth. The black muscles on the tentacles surged and took the half of the snail that had not yet been chewed.
The eyeballs are spit into the snail's open mouth.
The open mouth of the black snail reveals a strip-like structure covered with fine teeth, like the gears of a crusher, with a thick green liquid flowing between the toothed strips, like lubricating oil between the gears.
The tooth belt extends along the mouthparts and oral cavity deeper into the body of the black snail.
The deeper you go in, the darker the color becomes, and the more filled it is with the aura of madness, ominousness, and disaster. Compared with the top of the tentacles, the legendary aura deep in the truly big mouth of the black snail is richer and more destructive.
The Siren King's eyeball fell into the real mouth of the black snail and was bitten instantly, turning into a ball of blood. It was dragged deeper into the body by the legendary aura; and the white bone snake tail dragged behind the eyeball was also in the tooth belt.
It is ground into bone meal during rotation.
The Siren King, who was laughing maniacally a few seconds ago, was completely silent in the blink of an eye.
Click!!
Boom!!
Shi Hui suddenly raised his head and looked at the northern sky.
The rich night is like a thick curtain, slowly unfolding from the end of the northern sky, spreading to the entire world.
The sky suddenly darkened. Although the sky was still full of black and yellow, and the silver-white moon and golden sun hung on the horizon, the depth of night suppressed all colors and filled the sky in an instant.
Wherever the witch looked, the sky and the earth were dim, and she could see layers of black clouds building up in the sky like mountains. From behind the black prison, countless bloody lightnings jumped out, like summer showers,
It fell all over the face, tearing through the night, dragging the rolling thunder, shaking the whole world.
Blood rain poured down, and heaven and earth were silent.
This is a world mourning the fall of a legend.
"No."
"wrong!"
"There must be something wrong!"
The witch's eyes flashed slightly as she scanned the entire world, thoughts racing through her mind - the Siren King would not die so easily - and more importantly, if just a top legend fell, although it would cause certain
Celestial phenomena, but there shouldn’t be such a big movement!
The Siren King is definitely not a guy who gets tired of living and seeks death! What's more, it has misappropriated almost all the luck of the demons in the dark hell in advance. Those luck alone should protect him from death!
What does it want to do? Why did Xingkong interfere in its death? Why have the other demon kings kept silent until now? Does the Alliance know about this? Where is the principal?
Thoughts are racing rapidly.
The pause continues.
Endless five-color light gushed out from the five-color lotus, turned into big hands, picked up the wizards from every corner of the Black Prison battlefield, and threw them all into the inner castle formation to avoid suffering in this great change in the world.
While the five-color lotus flowers are catching people, the visions in the heaven and earth become more and more terrifying.
The earth in the distance slowly cracked amidst the thunder, spitting out streams of hot blood-red magma.
The magma condensed into ferocious ghost figures, dancing strangely under the bloody lightning in the sky, as if praying to the great existence in the dark.
Between the bloody magma and the bloody lightning, the shadow of an illusory blue-black world is reflected in the void, slowly disintegrating under the impact of lightning and magma.
Shi Hui knew that the illusory world was the world that evolved after the legend of the Siren King. Being both a legend, she understood better what the collapse of that world meant.
Xiang Liu seems to be really giving up everything and facing death.
The contradiction between reason and reality left this top legendary wizard stunned for a moment.
The witch could clearly see that in that illusory world, there were dark blue waves rising high, like the tide during a tsunami. One wave after another, swept by the wind and carried by thunder and lightning, connected to the earth below and above.
Pick up Bixiao.
It might be difficult for ordinary wizards to describe the shape and color of the sea tide, but as a legend, Shi Hui could see the endless knowledge and inheritance belonging to the Siren King from the sea wave at a glance, as if it had hidden all the secrets in the sea.
Mixed with the tide were cries and distorted faces - they were the beings derived from the Siren King, and they already had a lot of wisdom - but when the world was overturned, any wisdom seemed too low.
The witch ignored those tiny lives and struggled in the water, praying, and looking around helplessly. Finally, she was submerged in the darkness as thick as substance, and disappeared at the end of the huge whirlpool of the tide.
In the sight of the witch, in that world, between sea, sky and earth, rays of light dimmed one after another. That was the power, magic and curse controlled by the Siren King.
Separated by several worlds, they seemed a little blurry, but before finally dimming, they were still extremely brilliant. Next to the brightness, large blocks of unknown color slowly appeared, mottled and imprinted in the illusory world.
Those patches of color are like pieces of scales, one after another, depicting a vaguely humanoid monster. It has an octopus-like head covered with tentacles, a bloated and fat body, and a pair of narrow wings behind its back.
, the sea water fell on its body, turning into puddles of green slime, and dripped down.
It squatted there, like a mountain squatting between heaven and earth.
