Chapter Five Hundred and Forty-Three The Song of Ghroth
The headache is getting worse!
Lingpingan covered his head and felt that his eyeballs were swelling.
It was as if mercury had been poured into my brain.
Stiff, mechanical, numb.
The body seemed to be torn apart.
Meow!
His pet barked softly at his feet, seeming to be scared.
He panted lowly.
"Little darling..." He comforted: "Don't be afraid!"
"Brother, I won't hurt you!"
But his body was slowly distorting in convulsions.
The bones in the body are bulging one by one.
The skin is swelling and gradually cracking.
It seems that something terrible is about to emerge from it.
He tried hard to control himself.
His subconscious told him that if that thing crawled out.
I'm afraid something is going to happen that he can't bear to see.
"Get out!" He yelled in a low voice: "Go back!"
Amidst the scolding, the bulging bones slowly calmed down.
The cracked skin also healed quickly.
I only have a headache, which is still severe.
The eyeballs almost jumped out of their sockets.
He leaned back in his chair and rubbed his head.
The sound of breathing echoed in the room.
But the brain is extremely clear.
Many forgotten memories come to mind.
"It's safe..." Mom was sitting on the stairs of her bookstore, her long white legs hanging casually in the gap between the stairs, holding a book in her hand.
Mom's face is full of love.
The little boy immediately ran past the TV.
His natural trust in his mother allowed him to nestle in the arms of this mother whom he had not seen for a long time.
"Mom, what are you thinking about?" the little boy asked his mother.
Mom laughed.
"My little peace..."
"Mom asked you, if you had the same magic power as the gods on TV, what would you do?"
The little boy blinked his eyes, his face full of innocence.
After thinking about it seriously, he replied: "Mom, if I have magic power, then I will definitely destroy all the bad guys and become a great knight!"
Mom smiled, her smile was extremely bright.
"Good boy!" Mom stroked his head: "You are such a good boy!"
"You have to remember it!"
"Yeah!" The little boy nodded vigorously.
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The headache continues to get worse.
But the flashback memory became clearer.
Incense is rising in the ancestral house in Qilipu.
Amidst the smoke of incense, the same symbol appeared on each of the God's Lord cards.
That's a crooked symbol.
Just like the words carved on stone walls and metal by our ancestors.
Like a young leaf that has just sprouted.
The young boy saw the symbols.
He asked his parents curiously.
"Mom, Dad, what's that word?"
Mom knelt down and looked at him with a smile: "Xiao Ping An..."
"That's a stupid word..."
"Spring is here, everything revives, and insects begin to squirm under the newly sprouted plants..."
"Isn't it very vivid?"
The young boy nodded in understanding, and then asked innocently: "Then why do you want to engrave this word on those signs?"
"That's for you!" Mom smiled.
The candlelight illuminated my mother's face.
Graceful, dignified, luxurious.
Like a queen.
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The light of the setting sun falls on the door of the bookstore.
The shadow of the young man dragging his suitcase was shadowy and blurry.
Mom was in the car, watching with a smile.
"Peace..."
"Mom and dad are no longer around, so you have to remember to take care of yourself!"
"Yes!" The ten-year-old boy nodded firmly: "Don't worry, I can take care of myself!"
"I can also take good care of my aunt!"
"Yeah!" The young man smiled and nodded: "Of course it's safe!"
"Because Ping An has been omnipotent since he was a child!"
"but……"
"Ping An, do you remember what you promised dad?"
"Yes!" the little boy said seriously: "I will be a gentleman!"
"So who is a gentleman?" Dad asked.
"A benevolent person who loves others is called a gentleman!"
"If you are poor, you can only be good for yourself; if you are rich, you can help the world. This is a gentleman!"
Dad's smile became extremely bright.
He hugged the little boy and kissed him hard on the forehead.
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Lingpingan suddenly sat up from the chair.
The headaches, convulsions, twitches and pains all seemed to be moving away from him.
But in his head, there was a voice that was extremely evil.
"found it!"
"I see!"
"I asked, how could it be sealed for so long!"
“It turns out it’s just a mental disorder!”
His shadow reflected on the ground was squirming in distortion.
Scarlet eyeballs struggled in the shadows, seeming to come out.
"Now that I've found it!"
"Then destroy it!"
The voice said crazily.
Buzzing.
It seems to be the frequency of some kind of electromagnetic wave.
But Lingpingan understands.
He listened to the voice.
My mother's image flashed before my eyes, and my mother's instructions echoed in my ears.
"My little peace..."
"Mom asked you, if you had the same magic power as the gods on TV, what would you do?"
Lingpingan raised his head, feeling a huge crisis.
He laughed.
Jie Jie Jie!
The laughter penetrated the surrounding void, causing waves in the etheric world.
"I promised my mother that I would be a great knight and beat all the bad guys to death!" He said very seriously.
The shadow of my father also appeared in front of my eyes.
"Ping An, do you remember what you promised dad?"
His eyes were clear.
He remembered.
Be a gentleman.
A gentleman who is benevolent and loves others.
If you are prosperous, you can help the world; if you are poor, you can only take care of yourself.
so……
"How could I allow someone to destroy my world!"
"Ruin my life?!"
"Not to mention a mere traitor!"
He stretched out his hand.
Hold hands together.
"How dare you turn my life upside down!"
"Death!" he spat out the word.
So, on the dark side of the world, rough seas and storms rolled up.
Countless gods felt the boundless danger at this moment.
Their anchor was involuntarily swept up by the waves in the hurricane.
But this is not the main battlefield yet.
It's just ripples on the main battlefield, the aftermath radiating downward from the space in higher dimensions.
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Above the universe.
Above the void.
That is the dimension that forms the basis of the physical universe.
An indescribable and unspeakable behemoth slept soundly within it.
It seems that He has been sleeping for countless years and will continue to sleep for countless years.
He has experienced countless nightmares.
There are numerous scars on the countless tentacles.
This is the feedback left behind by nightmares.
He also experienced countless sweet dreams, and each sweet dream made him grow a new tentacle.
These tentacles extend to each dimension one by one.
It constitutes the material foundation and basic rules of countless universes.
And His huge head is entrenched in the center of time and space that connects countless universes.
The head was covered with thick fog.
In the mist, a palace can be vaguely seen.
It was a crazy, deformed, and terrifying palace.
In the palace, there were once countless dancers, dancing the chaotic and twisted celestial dance forever.
There were also countless musicians playing the sound of destruction of celestial bodies there.
but now……
In this palace, there is only a fiery red liquid planet orbiting the palace.
The dancers and musicians in the palace have all left.
because……
The owner of the palace is no longer here.
Even the fiery red liquid planet is silent now.
The ocean composed of liquid iron on its surface has not boiled for a long time.
Suddenly...
It was as if I heard a signal.
It also seemed that he felt a certain instruction.
The last solitary joy came to life.
On the surface of the planet, the ocean composed of liquid iron began to boil.
Gurgling!
Gurgling!
The iron is flowing!
High temperatures turn iron into a plasma state.
A single scarlet eye slowly rose from the ocean of liquid iron.
Then, He began to sing!
That is the celestial joy that has been silent for hundreds of years.
An exclusive piece of music belonging to Gherroth!
"Oh oh oh!"
Look, the heavenly bodies are singing!
"Dong dong dong!"
listen!
The universe is playing along!
"Kakaka..."
There is a voice in the sleeping head.
Countless eyeballs emerged in the fog.
These eyeballs rotate and look in all directions.
The unimaginably huge head lit up at this moment.
"Hoo ho ho!"
Tentacles twitched.
Countless eyeballs locked onto their target.
A certain time and space, a certain dimension.
The one-eye that rises high sings loudly.
Use all your strength, all your strength, to please His Master.
The joy of celestial bodies incites time and expands space.
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Void.
The huge Old One was kneeling before the statue of the god in front of him.
He muttered something.
"The great master..."
"The invincible curtain of night..."
"The Lord of Creation and the Lord of Chaos..."
"Xixixiu Cruz!"
"Wake up! Wake up!"
"Rule! Rule!"
He is calling his Master.
That great late night scene.
Awaken the consciousness of this great being and summon his form.
The statue in front of him was trembling violently.
Obviously, He has received a response.
The great curtain of night is responding to His call.
Therefore, the old ruler quickly shook his body.
His family members lined up from his huge proboscis.
These terrifying cosmic creatures carried human beings who had been washed cleanly and sprinkled with flowers and spices.
The great late night curtain requires blood food.
As a result, each human being had his or her throat cut open in fear.
Their blood flows to the idol.
In the middle of the night, it loves to feed on humans.
However, every time He eats, He needs hundreds of millions of humans.
At this point, even filling His teeth is not enough!
Once upon a time, Late Night was in its heyday.
Just to satisfy the late night cravings.
There are at least ten alien gods, eroding the universe in hundreds of dimensions and turning hundreds of galaxies into breeding farms.
Taking turns harvesting creatures called humans.
Think of it as blood food, think of it as a sacrifice in the dark night.
but now……
The curtain of night has collapsed.
Heretics, shattered the curtain of night.
The Silver Key monitors every time and space.
Therefore, they can only steal everywhere like mice.
but……
The Old Ones believed.
Victory will surely belong to them!
Also because Hegra has fallen.
The great late night curtain is the only master!
As long as you can please Him and wait for Him to wake up.
All existence will be uplifted!
So, the ruler of the old days chanted the prayer devoutly.
Calling for the curtain of night.
Gurgling!
Gurgling!
Blood dripped on the statue.
The curtain of midnight began to respond.
The Great Old Ones rejoiced.
He worshiped devoutly: "The great curtain of night..."
"You are the Lord of all things!"
"You are the Lord of all ages!"
"You are destruction!"
"You are rotten!"
"You are chaos!"
The void began to shake.
The ether or dark matter is boiling.
Countless lights began to pour out from the cracks.
The Old One raised his head with great joy.
"The great curtain of night!" His huge elephant trunk was raised tremblingly, wanting to look up at the face of his master.
but……
What he saw was a dark mass of flesh without any shape at all.
The piece of meat was thickly pressed against the curve of the void.
Countless eyeballs flashed in it.
Mist wraps around it.
"Ouch!"
A huge fiery red celestial body surrounds this huge piece of meat.
Ghroth's song penetrated the barrier of the void.
The Old One's eyes began to rot.
Corrupted by witnessing the most noble and sublime great truth - even the Old Ones could not understand the existence of this Supreme Being.
It will also collapse after witnessing the rules and truths of all worlds that its ontology represents and contains.
Oh oh oh!
The joy of celestial bodies is rippling.
On the huge trunk of the Old One, countless molds spread rapidly like gangrene on the bones.
Thin, squirming little things grew out of His skin and flesh.
Because He is the Old One.
He is also the creator of the cosmic creatures called Qiuqiu people.
Therefore, this powerful ruler of the old days did not collapse immediately after witnessing the true form of this great supreme being, like ordinary mortals or gods, and move toward final destruction.
On the contrary, He can persist for a while.
but……
Instead, this made him face the most terrifying nightmare.
In his thoughts, countless things appeared that even the rulers of the old days would find terrifying.
"Insect!"
"How dare you betray?!"
The great master issued an angry question.
In the midst of this questioning, the body of the old ruler began to decay rapidly.
Countless squirming worms emerged from His body.
These things are biting each other.
Attacking each other crazily.
But the Old Ones are still alive.
only……
But he no longer has consciousness and thinking ability.
His brain has been eaten clean by countless tiny things.
These things are His brain cells.
And before being eaten.
There was only a cry of fear in the mind of the Old One.
"Primary Chaos Core!?"
"How can it be!"
"The core of the original chaos of blindness and ignorance actually has its own consciousness?!"
If He had known this, how could He dare to have two minds?
I've been kneeling and licking her for a long time, and I've come forward to be a slave!
