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Chapter 2066 Dark aesthetics, dirty things can be reborn

 "Lord of the Snail Annihilation, Giant Devouring Worm, Black Goat Cub Roaring, Guard Hound of the Soul Temple, In My Name, Unstable Summons!"

Christine once again used the technique of Unstable Summoning, and this time the Gate of Purgatory looked even more gloomy, with wisps of dark psychic power pouring out from the door, and a harsh whine could be heard faintly.

It was an ugly psychic creature that was five meters long and about three meters high. It had a face like an old human woman, but the dense pustules on its face were constantly bursting, emitting waves of stench.

The body of this psychic creature has twelve legs arranged on the left and right, but the two adjacent legs are tied tightly with iron chains. The tail is constantly leaking blood and has a pungent and unpleasant rotten smell, but it is

It can disrupt the mind of a peak expert.

Compared with its huge body, its "hands" look a bit ridiculous, comparable to that of a baby. The left hand is dark purple, and a steady stream of poisonous psychic power is poured into the wand, and the wand

Then he wailed because of this.

Its right hand is translucent, but it is a manifestation of the power of breath spiritual energy compressed to the extreme. And what is even more hair-raising is that its right hand is holding the head at the moment. To be precise, it is caused by the power of breath spiritual energy.

A human skin balloon inflated to its limit.

"Junior, since you can summon me to this dimensional space, you should prepare sacrifices."

"Hundreds of baby corpses and the heads of their parents. If I can't do it, I will devour you as the caster, Jie Jie Jie!"

After stepping out of the gate of purgatory, the psychic creature locked its eyes on Christine. However, it was a little confused, wondering that it did not sense any dangerous aura.

As an upper-level existence in a certain dimensional space plane, it didn't take Christine seriously at all. After all, it had been pampered for hundreds of thousands of years, and others had always bowed to it, and it had never been reduced to a summoned creature.
Therefore, it plans to wait for the other party to offer a sacrifice, then devour Christine, and then return to its own dimensional space.

"It seems that my luck is pretty good this time. After all, compared to those psychic creatures with missing souls, I am more suitable for my next practice."

"Your Excellency, you seem to have made a mistake. Since I can summon you into this world, I am confident that I can wipe you out."

"I'm sorry, if this kind of thing were normal, maybe I would forgive your arrogance. But you came at the wrong time, so I can only say sorry."

Christine was not angry when she heard this. After all, with her self-cultivation, she would not be as ugly as the other party. The corners of her mouth were slightly raised, and the power of dark psychic energy continued to expand.

The temperature on the fourth level of the dark jungle dropped sharply, and there was nothing else in the air except the power of dark psychic energy.

It was only at this moment that the mysterious creature stopped making noise. It suddenly stared at Christine, but it felt that the original ant seemed to be able to really hurt itself.

"This is a spell I created myself. To be precise, it is only a semi-finished product at the moment. But... it is enough to deal with things like you."

"On the surface, you seem to have good strength, but after some perception, you are nothing more than a remnant of ancient ferocious beasts."

"Don't you understand? That means you have the strength of the relics of ancient ferocious beasts, but your cognitive level is far inferior. Let's just perish, a strong man from an unknown dimension."

After Christine said that, she condensed a "ball" again. At the same time, the power of dark psychic energy in the entire dark forest began to gather towards the "ball".

Although she has not yet stepped beyond the peak, has not yet touched a new level. However, even so, she has relied on her knowledge and courage to surpass all magicians today, including the one who has just realized three self-created spells.

Boom.

I saw that the "ball" was activated by the power of dark psychic energy, disappeared out of thin air in the blink of an eye, and the next second it devoured the opponent in "one bite" like a beast.

The fourth level of the dark forest in the necropolis Philecht Nalantis returned to calm, but on the contrary, there were bursts of howls in the "sphere".

I saw that ugly mysterious creature constantly using its innate secret techniques, hoping to break free from the shackles of the "sphere" as soon as possible. But what surprised it was that the innate secret technique that it was most proud of could not hurt the "sphere" at all.

"The inner wall is not even a hair.

And what happened next made it even more desperate. It was the horror after countless years, so it began to beg for mercy loudly, or in other words, as long as it had another chance, it would definitely be able to take the first step.

Take action.

"Are you begging for mercy? That's really disappointing."

"The magic that can subdue the remnants of ancient ferocious beasts must be enough for me at this stage. A person must know how to be content, otherwise he will be doomed."

"Then... Your Excellency will just die. You should feel honored and honored that I will witness your fall."

No matter how the mysterious creature ran rampant inside the "sphere", the outside world seemed extremely peaceful except for the caster Christine.

I saw that the slender jade hand was a little empty, and then the "ball" began to change colors, finally showing a white and purple appearance. (White symbolizes the power of breath psychic power, and purple symbolizes the power of poison psychic power)

As for the mysterious creature wrapped inside, it was first drained of all spiritual power by the "ball", and then dissipated bit by bit, starting from the skin, then to the bones, and finally to all the organs.

The horrific scene of skin peeling off inch by inch, muscles shrinking, and blood slowly steaming made Christine, as a performer, feel a little excited.

"This should be my most satisfying work so far. After all, in my eyes, spells are like works of art, only in different forms."

"I'm really looking forward to the day when this spell will finally take shape. Do you want to try it with an ancient beast? We can't let that little girl Rikka take such a risk."

Christine was in a good mood. She got up and walked to the "ball" and looked at the white and purple lines up close.

Even though Christine spends her whole day reading ancient books or playing with poisonous insects and weeds, she is actually a complete adherent of dark aesthetics, and she most admires death and despair.

This is a twisted mentality after many years of narrow escape, but until now, she has always hidden it well, and even her companions have never known it.

After all, it's not yet time for her to try her best, otherwise the "Devil's Daughter" will come again after hundreds of years. But now she has the confidence to compete with the ancient beasts, and is even about to break free from the peak.

Shackles, heading to another unknown realm.

As for the dead mysterious creature, Christine felt that she was not cruel, and that the other party should be grateful for her kindness. It died very honorably, which is another manifestation of elegance.

"This should be a glimpse of the scenery beyond the peak. It is difficult to imagine how terrifying the cultivation speed can be if one can really surpass the peak."

Christine had already put down the wand of annihilation, but the "ball" showed no sign of dissipating and was still floating in the air.

Just as she thought, this is the most correct and fastest way for a magician to grow. After all, being able to always feel the rhythm fed back by spells without consuming one's own psychic power is what any magician dreams of.

The perfect state.

In such a perfect state, the speed of the cultivation journey will be greatly reduced, which means that we can return to normal as soon as possible without having to worry about any external interference.


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