Chapter 116: The forbidden flower blooming under the moon
The silver moon hangs over the holy lake.
The moonlight reflected terrifying shadows, recording this battle between giant monsters.
The Moon Demon Fern, the Earth-Drilling Demon Insect, and the Seyler Siren besieged the deformed desert worm, with tentacles, vines, and bone spurs constantly crisscrossing the area.
The desert worms were retreating steadily in the fight, constantly wailing and roaring.
The more painful it is, the closer it is to madness.
The power that burst out became even more powerful.
The fighting between the giant monsters became more and more crazy and bloody, and they were entangled together as if they were devouring each other.
The monsters with the name of myth regard the Holy Lake as a shallow pool, and they will set off huge waves with a casual strike, and the gushing tide will directly submerge some Trileaf fishing villages near the Holy Lake.
The face of the crazy king squeezed out of the worm's skin, roaring furiously.
"Henir!"
"Henir~"
Then other faces came out: "Eat him, swallow him..."
Someone screamed in pain: "Kill everyone, no one will be spared, and let them feel our pain."
Someone struggled and cried: "Ah!"
The shadow of King Samo and the figures of other priests continued to slide through the worm's eyes, and the cycle continued.
The sound of the desert worm is getting weirder and harsher, and the madness is getting worse.
Henir and Stan Tito controlled the giant monster and worked together to kill the Desert Worm. They had a good idea and wanted to return the Desert Worm to its original state and enter the next reincarnation.
But the Desert Worm is no longer an ordinary Luhe monster. After its distortion, it becomes more powerful and its vitality becomes more tenacious.
The power of distortion can not only affect it, but also affect itself.
"Roar!"
The desert worm roared and erupted into distortion rays again.
The light shines in the sky and penetrates the clouds.
More of them were scurrying around under the water, illuminating the water bottom within thousands of meters with incomparable clarity.
The schools of ancestor fish in the holy lake were distorted into various forms one after another, but at the same time, they were also affected by the light of distortion and gathered in groups towards the desert worms.
They squeeze into the worm's flesh and blood, merge with it, and become part of the desert worm.
As the fight continued, the size of the desert worm became larger and larger.
Including those people it had devoured before, its size has expanded to more than two hundred meters.
finally.
The first incident occurred.
"Woo!"
The Earth-Drilling Demonic Insect collapsed as the Ruch mark on Henir's eyebrows completely lost control.
Although it was still biting the desert worm crazily and entangled, at the same time it also began to attack the other two giant monsters.
It can be seen that the secret cultivation method imposed on him by the Huosen family is collapsing. It is estimated that it will return to its original state in a few hours.
Stan Tito on the other side was not much better. The Ruch mark on his forehead was illusory and about to disappear.
Henir was anxious.
For the first time, he felt a deep understanding of the reason why the power of the Ruch Troll was called the power of destruction. He stood in front of the Sky Temple and used force to make the Sailer Siren wrap around the desert worm, and at the same time, he sent out the power of the Siren to disperse the surrounding monsters.
School of fish.
He also communicated with Stan Tito's consciousness and informed him of the current emergency situation.
"no!"
"There is no way to kill the troll. If this continues, the Ruhe brand on our hands will only be completely dissipated by the consumption of the desert worms."
Stan Tito was also a little anxious, but he couldn't think of any good way to deal with the situation at hand.
Everything happened too suddenly, and no one was prepared.
"Is there really no other way?"
Suddenly, Stan Tito thought of the power of the forbidden art again.
Trolls have no intelligence, nor do they care about killing or desire.
The desert worm's brutal killing and its weird distortion rays all come from the light of consciousness condensed by the Samo family's secret technique of immortality.
If we can use forbidden techniques to create an extremely powerful illusion realm and pull out all the light of consciousness condensed by wisdom and power, we can end all of this.
However, he immediately hesitated.
If you use the Cup of the Sun to perform forbidden arts, you can survive for a while.
So what will happen if the Ruch troll is used as the target of the forbidden technique?
Maybe he wouldn't be able to do anything in time and would suffer the backlash and die on the spot.
Henir became more and more anxious, and he also saw that the situation was not good.
Especially when the Moon Demon Fern suddenly wields its vine whip to strangle the Desert Worm, and sometimes loses control and attacks other trolls, he can tell that Stan Tito's Ruhe Brand is on the verge of collapse.
"No more."
"Your Ruhe Brand is about to collapse. Leave the Holy Lake and the Moon Demon Fern as soon as possible."
"I'll find a way to control the Sailer Siren to lead them to other places. I can delay this for as long as I can."
Standing inside the cones of the Moon Demon Fern, Stan Tito looked at the giant monsters that had lost control and were losing control.
If the desert worm is not solved here, I don’t know how long this disaster will continue.
The Trileaf people have lost all the Rukh trolls, who can stop the crazy and deformed desert worms?
The madness, greed, and killing of the desert worm that devoured the Sanye people will bring what kind of tragic price.
The craftsman sighed: "There is nothing we can do."
He raised his hand, and the roots of the Moon Demon Fern continued to extend.
Then.
Plunged into his own body.
Tiny roots constantly shuttled along his bone armor, pierced into his internal organs, and spread into his cerebral cortex.
Even in his eyes, he could see the tiny squirming roots.
He finally understood why this magical art was called a forbidden art.
Because he not only brought death, but also unparalleled pain and torture, and the cost of using it definitely exceeded the expectations of everyone who tried to touch the taboo.
"ah!"
Stan Tito let out a scream and fell to his knees directly on the ground.
He burned his own mythical blood, used the Demonic Fern of the Moon as a spell-casting medium, and performed the complete version of the forbidden technique of Schroeder, the first-generation chief priest of the Sky Temple.
Every moment from now on, what burns is his mythical blood and his life.
Irreversible and uninterruptible.
His whole body was shaking with pain, but he knew that every minute at this time was extremely important and could not be wasted.
He raised his hands and embraced the moon in the sky.
"Divinity: The Realm of Illusion."
Under the silver full moon, the Moon Demon Fern suddenly stopped all its movements.
The vines it spread out for hundreds or even thousands of meters gathered in an instant, entangled together and turned into a trunk leading to the sky.
At the top of the trunk, the cones of the Moon Demon Fern rotate.
Moon Demon Fern.
Flowering.
It was a weird magic flower that seemed to attract all the moonlight in the sky.
A strong fragrance spread, and the light of the illusion continued to rotate and spread, covering the holy lake.
Everything became quiet.
The giant monsters that were fighting endlessly stopped all their movements, and seemed to have turned into four huge statues and erected in the holy lake.
The consciousnesses of all the giant monsters were pulled into the illusion, together with Henir's consciousness projected on the Seile Siren.
Henir, who was standing in front of the Sky Temple, also saw this scene the moment before he closed his eyes.
He knows the Silon family very well. After all, the place where he is now is the Holy Mountain, the sky temple of the Silon family.
Henir immediately thought of something based on the power of the illusion: "This is?"