With the help of magic power, Shuge struggled to stay awake. However, for an ordinary person like old Schubert, both the pictures in front of him and the horrific sounds were enough to completely destroy his spirit and spirit.
Be sensible.
In order to fight against the oppressive feeling like a landslide and tsunami, he continued to use the flamethrower in his hand to spit flames forward, but soon, this was close to the limit of the simple flamethrower, and the oil in the gold tank was completely exhausted.
The magic crystal on the spray gun also completely lost its light. After the last trace of fire light was sprayed out, the weapon in old Schubert's hand went completely silent. At that moment when he was stunned, a black shadow suddenly stabbed from an angle.
It jumped out and then penetrated the old Schubert's calf like an iron hook.
It was a huge insect limb.
Or, in other words, it was a ball of viscous pus that simulated the shape of insect limbs.
Shuge's reaction at this moment had already reached its limit. The two tentacles that were busy tearing apart a "soldier" immediately changed their direction. They accurately hit the insect segment made of black mucus and successfully shattered it.
At the same time, it also hooked the old Schubert's body. The two black tentacles exerted force at the same time and brought the old man's thin body back.
Poor Schubert has completely lost his mind now. His eyes are dull and he is making weak groans in vain. His calves, which are penetrated by black joints, are dragging feebly on the ground. It seems that they have lost their strength.
All the energy.
Sally ran over quickly, shivering and dragging her uncle backward.
As ordinary people, they have reached their limit.
At this time, exciting news finally came from behind.
Heartbeat, breathing, blood, thoughts and magic power... everything was frozen by the cold. Xiuge wanted to move his body, but he found that he had lost the ability to control his body.
It is precisely because of this that it, or in other words, they do not dare to harm this body at all. As for other living things around it, in their view, they are just desserts to satisfy their hunger after completing their continued mission.
Wei Lin and others could not see that Shuge's eyes that had obviously lost their brightness regained their luster at this moment. Deep light and shadow appeared from the depths of his eyes, and his arms, which were touched and bound by black mucus,
In an instant, it "exploded" into a fuzzy mist. Under the control of the will that had taken over the body, this thick black mist that was transformed from the characteristics of the messenger in the mirror rolled forward.
He came out, and in the blink of an eye, he tightly wrapped up the half of the black figure hanging above Xiuge's body!
Both sides, the devourer and the devoured, underwent a complete transformation at this moment.
"Well, I originally thought you could hold on for a little longer..."
He gritted his teeth in his heart, but he was still unable to stop the spread of darkness.
The annoying and weird ritual inscription sounded again, but this time, the sound of the chanting inscription echoed directly in Xiuge's mind. Not only that, the content had also changed.
Under the cover of two flaming arrows released by Wei Lin, Xiuge successfully retreated to the opening of the ritual field. At this time, the thrown alchemy bomb finally exploded!
The scene that once left a deep impression on Shuge happened again, but this time, because the environment was narrower, the impact was more direct. Only dense shadows of hair could be seen coming from the impact point of the alchemy bomb.
Suddenly erupting, they were like sharp steel wires, moving freely through the thick black shadows, and those various figures were torn apart in an instant and divided into fragments of different sizes.
He wanted to shake off the weird slime immediately, but before he could take any further action, a cold feeling came from the contact point between the black slime and his body. Under its influence,
Xiuge only felt that all his movements had become extremely difficult. He could see that extremely ugly mass of pitch-black pus seemed to form a middle-aged face in front of him, with its mouth wide open as if it was about to shout something.
.
"Thank you to the gods of all ages for their mercy."
The erosion caused by the monster seems to be complete at this moment.
This situation exceeded everyone's expectations, including Xiuge himself.
Under the influence of that magic power, part of the mucus remains near the edge regrouped and took shape in the blink of an eye. These small amounts of black pus barely formed a mutilated human body. It swooped forward with two incomplete and deformed legs.
He stretched out his arms and hugged Xiuge's body!
Xiuge's reaction was equally fast. The moment there was a noise behind him, Charron's Touch emerged from his palm, and the fierce black tentacle thrust backward like a spear. However, the incomplete slime body
However, the human form abandoned the lower half of its body the moment it was hit by Charron's Touch, and it was forcibly attached to Shuge's body like this!
However, in the middle of the metal disc, in the dark green crystal whose origin Shuge had never known, an extremely lazy voice floated out.
The thick fog dissipated after rolling twice, and they reunited into complete arms, while the figure wrapped in the thick fog was completely transformed into a useless residue without any sign of life.
At that time, the obstacles that previously prevented them from escaping Salem City can be directly transformed into protective forces that block the enemies behind them.
With this change, a large number of extremely confusing messages came flooding in. Among these chaotic pictures, Shuge saw the convoy of princes slowly advancing, saw the bell tower of Salem City suddenly collapsed, and saw the scene spreading towards the crowd.
The black wave goes away...
The Touch of Charron and the Running Rat hiding in the groove have become extremely sluggish, but what makes Shuge feel strange is that the dark green crystal and the messenger in the mirror are still alive. Not only that, before that
The messenger in the mirror, who was acting extremely manic and uneasy, suddenly became calm again. At this time, it was sitting upright behind the "desk" in the groove, and seemed to be concentrating on writing something.
"Let's go!"
He pressed the bulge on the metal ball hard, and the fine and dangerous fluorescent lines appeared on the metal ball again. Shuge shook his right hand hard and threw the alchemy bomb.
He swept away, repelling the two groups of sticky shadows that were trying to get closer to him, then turned around and ran away.
Although this weird life composed of black pus was torn apart, the hairs bursting out from the alchemy bomb were not enough to take away their vitality, so after falling to the ground, the liquid began to gather again...
…
Wei Lin's voice was a little trembling, but this could not hide the joy and excitement in it. And Xiuge, relying on his perception of magic, also noticed that there was a magic ceremony place behind him that had been blocking the path of himself and others.
An obvious gap.
The Mirror Messenger, which had never been used by Shuge as a combat magic before, began to work at this moment. During the stagnant time, Shuge's body and limbs began to rapidly transform into a state of black mist. However, this transformation was completely time-consuming.
The last trace of power left by Xiuge caused his consciousness, which had always been struggling to maintain, to fall into a void.
Time stood still at this moment.
It was as if he saw the prey he had always dreamed of about to leave. At the moment when Shuge was about to pass through the gap, a strange wave of magic power suddenly broke out, and a sudden change occurred.
The alchemy bomb that had been in his hands for a long time finally had a use.
This group of ancient beings was summoned and cultivated with a large number of changelings as the main sacrifice, with the caster who presided over the sacrifice as the key key, using the qualified site as the sacrifice pit, and using the blood of innocents as nourishment.
Wantlessly "pouring" his own strength into the body in front of him.
Another wave of magic was forcibly mobilized by Xiuge, and the metal disc accelerated again with difficulty, sweeping away the thick darkness that was spreading over.
This time, the effects brought by the alchemy bomb are far less exaggerated than before.
However, this kind of resistance did not help the current situation. During that almost stagnant time, Xiuge could feel that the erosion of his spiritual world was increasing, and all he could do was to try his best.
Prolong this painful process...
As for what he would think about this black pus that didn't even have a fixed shape, Shuge didn't bother to think about it.
Shuge urged.
Without exception, these images come from those victims.
But accidents always like to happen when people are one step away from success.
Just as what is said in those sacrificial incantations, in this incomparable chaos, the beings summoned by ancient rituals have regarded Xiuge's body as an excellent body given to him. In the chaotic collective consciousness,
This is one of the most important purposes after returning to the world!
Xiuge can clearly feel the loss of his magic power and spirit. He knows that judging from the current situation, his resistance to this invading force will fall into decline sooner or later, and once that time comes, his body, memory,
Perception...all traces that can prove that he has existed in the world will be completely stripped away, and then he will definitely become a part of the black slime that emits this stinky smell like the victims who were devoured.
"...Inferior and defective products cannot even be regarded as qualified descendants. It is really sad."
"That's it!"
The sticky shadows eventually filled all the corners of his mind. The rotation of the metal disc gradually slowed down and almost stopped. The dirty black filth was spread all over it, and bit by bit it came to the edge of the disc.
In the center, it seems that it is ready to completely invade the last bit of "territory" belonging to Shuge.
A particularly rich dark green light and shadow quickly gathered above the groove where the messenger in the mirror was. The messenger in the mirror, who was "writing at his desk", slowly raised his head, and its face, which had always been imitating Xiuge's demeanor, slowly
An exaggerated smiling face appeared on the ground.
He had seen the horrific scenes caused by such alchemical bombs before, and he did not want to undergo the torture of being "stuffed" with swamp witch hair like the sword-wielding hermit who had become a victim of horror stories.
Xiuge watched all this. He did not give up resistance. Even when his body was completely unable to move, he was still trying hard to maintain his will. The metal disc that symbolized his path to magic also
Still maintaining a certain speed, during the rotation of the disk, those dark limbs that dared to climb up the disk were continuously cut off and crushed, and the dark green light and shadow that filled the center of the disk flashed non-stop, as if they had become a magic weapon.
The second heart.
The next moment, this figure composed of simple lines and light mist "walked" out of the groove. It stood quietly in the center of the metal disk, and then slowly raised its arm...
"Let us remnants enjoy this empty shell."
In the chaos, this scene seemed a bit too weird. Seeing that the corrosion caused by the darkness and filth was about to completely cover the entire metal disc, Xiuge did not want to think too much. In his last moment of clarity, he would
The remaining magic power he had poured into the groove of the Mirror Messenger.
"If it becomes like that, it will really be worse than death!"
The moment the voice of the sacrifice disappeared, Xiuge felt that the cold feeling staying in his body exploded instantly. They completely occupied every blood vessel, every inch of muscle, every bone... In this wave
Under the influence of power, even Shuge's spiritual world, which had never been offended or violated, was not immune. Shuge glimpsed that large masses of elusive black mist emerged in his spiritual realm.
They evolved into various limb forms, and then climbed onto the rotating metal disk from all directions.
Wei Lin immediately passed through the gap, and she was already prepared at this time. As long as Shuge passed through the gap, she would immediately destroy the emblem crystal in her hand so that she could seal the ceremony site again.
Hot emotions emerged from the cold memorial text, which was reverence and gratitude, but for Xiuge, it also contained extremely strong malice.
"So that our descendants can return to the world."
At the moment when Xiuge's consciousness faded, the voice that clearly belonged to the "God of All-Changing Faces" slowly came out amid the filth.
"Thank you to the gods of eternity for your gift."
In the dark sewer, Xiuge, who had fallen into a sluggish state due to contact with the ancient creation, suddenly regained his ability to move.
With a deep sigh, "Xiuge" took a light step and passed through the gap in the magic ritual field.
So the frozen time began to flow again at this moment, and Weilin woke up from the brief trance. She didn't care too much, and directly followed her instinctive judgment to terminate the supply of magic power to the emblem crystal in her palm, so that
The gap in the ceremony venue through which people could enter and exit was immediately closed, completely isolating the ominous and terrifying atmosphere.
"finally……"
The female mage breathed a long sigh of relief. She was about to say something when she heard a muffled sound beside her - she saw that Xiuge, who had just escaped from the crisis and successfully passed through the blockade of the ceremony hall, was lying like this.
He fell into the mud and sewage, and it seemed that he had passed out.