Xiao Yao's consciousness seemed to be sinking crazily in a bottomless abyss, and he seemed to have traveled through infinite time and space, witnessing indescribable nightmares with his own eyes.

He saw that in the deep sea that can be called the restricted area of ​​​​life, in the water pressure that is so huge that it can squeeze a person alive into paper thin, an eternal ancient mansion is guarded by supernatural forces, and there are tentacles like octopuses growing on its face.

The mindless murmurs of the old god call to his followers.

He saw insect-like creatures building a pyramid-shaped temple. There were extremely huge doors in the temple for their gods to enter and exit. It was a huge amoeba, and a human face with green eyes came out from the body.

Peering outside, it seemed as if he was casting a deep glance at himself across infinite time and space.

He saw a huge spider with a face similar to that of a human being. It was living at the bottom of an unknown mountain range and was constantly weaving a huge web. The web was entangled with every nightmare of human beings and gods.

Only a bridge was built across the great chasm between the waking world and dreams.

He saw a huge, high-heat fireball suspended in the universe, and civilization appeared on the stars surrounding it. He regarded it as the sun of civilization. Until one day, the god woke up from his slumber, and the terrifying high temperature and flames caused

A catastrophe for civilization.

He saw the thousand-faced god describing the power of nuclear weapons to a civilization somewhere; he saw the being in yellow using the tentacles under his robe to mark the believers with yellow marks; he saw the white worms in the iceberg.

Tears of blood flowed from his eyes; he saw...

Those are the old rulers in their respective realms in this endless universe... That is far beyond the horror that he can touch.

This is really a dark universe. In front of the real master of these universes, those civilizations that have worked hard and cowardly to develop...what do they count?

When a few moments of clarity came, Xiao Yao thought with a little self-deprecation - if there is such a thing as sanity in the world of Koro, then his sanity should already be at a very dangerous critical point... Like this

When I thought about it, I suddenly felt that those dead-type extraordinary beings also lost their minds because their sanity value was too low?

But the brief moment of awakening flashed by, and in the endless time and space, the strange and terrifying afterimages of the old rulers flashed back in front of our eyes, and the indescribable nightmares almost completely destroyed people's consciousness.

Looking directly at those cosmic-level old gods will cause irreversible destruction to the human spirit. Xiao Yao doesn't know how he did it. Although he feels that his consciousness is about to be destroyed, there is always a feeling.

An invisible pull tightly tied his body to prevent him from sliding further into the abyss.

…

"Unfortunately, Xiao Yao is hopeless." Qi Rui grabbed Elizabeth's shoulders and said helplessly, "If you go there, you will most likely be attacked indiscriminately by a force that even I can't resist."

"But... he is still standing there, I can still hear his breathing... he is still alive, he needs me..." Elizabeth's body was crumbling. Although Qi Rui had blocked all the senses as much as possible before, the distance was still there.

The battlefield between the two ancient gods was so close that it was impossible to avoid all the effects, which made the girl's already depleted body even worse.

"Ellie

Sha Bai..." Dong Bin clenched his fists. He didn't know what to do now. His best friend had become like that and was in a similar predicament, but now he was still powerless.

Qi Rui sighed and shook his head gently: "The damage caused by facing the gods of the past is irreversible, not to mention that Xiao Yao has been living with the nameless fog for a period of time. His original consciousness may have...now

He is just an empty shell occupied by the remaining power of the nameless fog."

Xiao Yao just stood there, not making any big movements except for the occasional violent trembling, but he could see the muscles and blood vessels twitching like countless squirming bugs under the human skin, and the differentiated and proliferated tissues consumed him all the time.

The overwhelming power within his body quickly withered the next moment.

The Nameless Mist is gone, but even the remaining power is enough to cause Xiao Yao's body and spirit to collapse.

Qi Rui can see it. He can see the indescribable power in Xiao Yao's body that eats away at flesh and blood like locusts passing by. That kind of power can belong to gods or demons, but it cannot belong to humans. Qi Rui knows

, I'm afraid there is no way to save him.

"Hey, hey, hey! My enemy is desperately hanging on for his life, why don't you friends save him?" A familiar voice suddenly came from the direction of Xiao Yao.

"This voice is... Xiao Hui? King of Gray Wings?" Dong Bin quickly reacted, "Are you okay?"

"Of course I'm fine! Has my body been eroded by the nameless fog? Although I'm in a bad state watching all this..." Xiao Hui stopped and took a few deep breaths. It seemed that talking like this was consuming her.

Physical strength, "I'll just say it simply. Although I have tried my best, Xiao Yao's consciousness is still being affected and alienated by the remaining power of the nameless fog. There must be external stimulation to make him sober!"

"Let me explain more - the nameless mist did not try to seize Xiao Yao's body. Xiao Yao was only unable to break free from the nightmare because his consciousness lamp ran out... You must..." Xiao Hui's voice stopped abruptly.

, as if the signal was poor, it became hoarse and intermittent, making it difficult to hear what she was saying clearly.

Elizabeth calmed down instantly. She took a step back and looked at the person blocking her calmly and resolutely: "Qi Rui, you heard, Xiao Yao is still there, he is right there... I will bring him back, just like

It's like he brought me out of the bloody storm."

"..." Qi Rui was silent for a moment.

"Let her pass, I don't believe Xiao Yao has the guts to do something to Elizabeth... You may not believe it when I tell you, that guy must have tracheitis." Dong Bin grinned and treated his wounds. This was the continuation of the battle.

The price of this special ability to prevent injuries from affecting actions is that the pain will multiply after the war.

There is no perfect power. The more powerful the power, the greater the price will inevitably be paid. In Long Aotian's story, it is impossible for the whole world to help one person for free. Dong Bin's ability is such that Xiao Yao summons the nameless fog to fight against all things.

The same is true for the unified ones.

"Although we all know that Xiao Yao's choice just now will inevitably pay an unbearable price, but..." Dong Bin smiled bitterly, "He does not need to bear it alone... But I have to wait for the wound to heal on its own.

Son, and I estimate that Elizabeth’s past results should be the best…that guy who valued sex over friends…”

Qi Rui did not reply, but put down his arm that was blocking Elizabeth. He frowned slightly - he didn't want to refute Dong Bin's words, but... Dong Bin's words made him feel a familiar feeling for no reason...

Once upon a time, once upon a time...

"No matter what the cost, we will bear it together!"

Yes, yes, more than a hundred years ago, similar words rang in my ears... But was it me or someone else who spoke at that time?

Elizabeth knew that her current situation was also very bad. The sequelae of Scarlet Praise were getting worse and worse. She didn't know how long the sanity that Xiao Yao had called back could last. Sometimes, if her body shook, everything she saw would be infected.

Thick blood color.

"At least...I will insist on walking to him..."

Recalling the moment when I was alone and sinking endlessly in the abyss of the blood curse, my body at that time was almost out of control, sucking blood crazily, becoming stronger and alienating at the same time. Along with the strength came deep despair and endless despair.

The feeling of falling. At that time, I didn't know what was at the end of this road. I didn't know when I would become a monster who had forgotten everything and only had the desire to kill.

At that time, I... wished I could hold a warm hand, not to pull myself out of the abyss, but to rely on me a little on the road to purgatory.

It was a kind of despair of being abandoned by the world. In the deathly silence, the evil spirits whispered about destruction, the demons sang war songs and trampled the earth, and in the bloody storm of despair, I sat on the throne with no one to lean on for warmth.

The reason why Elizabeth was determined to go over was that, in addition to a certain feeling that could be called "love", the pain that she felt also made her have no hesitation. Having experienced true despair, how could she be willing to let the person she loved also die?

Fall together?

"Xiao Yao, you feel that way now..." Elizabeth finally supported her shaky body and walked in front of Xiao Yao. She raised her head slightly, just enough to see Xiao Yao's face.

Only when you get closer can you see clearly... What kind of face is this, what kind of appearance...

Xiao Yao's original face was considered to be of average-to-average good looks, and his appearance could be called "a little handsome", but now...

There are black scars scattered on the face like spider silk, as if they were carved by some sharp weapon. The pattern formed by those scars has no specific meaning, but just looking at it for a short time makes my eyes sore.

It feels like a needle is stimulating the brain.

And those lifeless eyes were wide open, as if they had seen some extremely terrifying sight. The pupils were dilated but they could not feel anything. The eyeballs were covered with an astonishing number of red bloodshot eyes. His eye sockets... seemed to be covered by countless sticks.

The needle pricks were densely packed with oozing blood, making the entire eye socket look pitch black, as if sleep deprivation had occurred.
Chapter completed!