Douluo: Thousands of Templates
Chapter 48 Demon Buddha's

Originally, looking at the distorted image of the Tentacle Monster, [Magic] could not recognize what it was. Even if I could peek at its most original origin with the eyes of the sky, I could only see a hazy and continuous swath of stars.

However, after hearing the already half-crazy Feng Ling shout out a prayer, coupled with the strange energy fluctuations within it, he who had the same memories as his body, was, instantly thought of the terrifying existence that only existed in his previous life.

That is the true invisible deity, with many titles such as "Goddess of Abundance Rang", "God of the Supreme Mother", "Black Goat of the Forest Who Gave Birth to Thousands of Children", one of the original three pillar gods, was a great being responsible for the birth of life, at least the same level as the ember light in its full form. His real name is Sab.Nicholas!

The moment the name appeared in his heart, [Magic] felt a sense of crisis from the bottom of my heart. Vaguely, it seemed like there was something frightening to glare at him through the scapegoat boy under his feet.

"Aah!"

The [Magic] body surged with demonic energy, isolating any interaction between this place and the outside world, and the projected gaze faintly disappeared instantly.

Damn, almost something big happened!

A layer of cold sweat appeared on [Magic]'s forehead. If he hadn't guessed wrong, his whereabouts right now might have been the scapegoat himself. If such an existence came about personally, not to mention immature selves and ontologies, even if all the gods of the gods were united, they can only sink into endless madness and become a fertility tool. At that time, due to the higher level essence, he would not stare to death, and he could only be swallowed without a fight.

How does a man like this stare at this world? !

Devil】 Sharp eyes stared directly at the scapegoat boy under his feet. In the presence of demonic energy that possessed a higher essence than mental pollution, his method that did not harm in front of Contra did not exert any effect. In the [Magic] roar, a black flame lit up on the large body of the scapegoat boy. No matter how hard he struggled, he was unable to break free from his minuscule legs compared to his own body, and burned by the black flames The flesh and blood within the body and soul force were contaminated, even its own existence was annihilated.

At this moment, the sky was darkening, and a disk-like moon wheel had replaced the sun, announcing the coming of night.

"The black sheep of the forest that bore thousands of offspring, that gave birth to life in the early days of antiquity, in the silent forest of this full moon night, I offer a sacrifice to you with a crazy howl. Black shadow meeting place, countless descendants born, great life, great mother ..."

Feng Ling, who was already inhumane, seemed to be completely unaffected, praying hurriedly to the bright moon in the sky. [The magic] reached out his right hand and aimed at him for a distant grip, and all of Feng Ling's flesh and blood melted while the black light surged, and the prayer that was about to be completed also ended abruptly.

"Many .. thanks for your help." Ye Xinghen coughed up blood again. On his face, more and more tentacles pierced through the skin, constantly influencing his reasoning, and he constantly turned towards Fengling's image.

Ye Xinghen held onto the sword which shrank due to the lack of soul force, and pierced her thigh violently, the pain made her feel refreshed. He looked at the [Magic] whose appearance was obscured by demonic energy, gritted his teeth, and kneeled on the ground violently. "Please help me convey the situation here to the Spirit Hall. This is a crisis on the ground. I'm afraid I can't go back. Please ..."

"enough."

[The magic] cut him off, he glanced at Ye Xinghen who was kneeling on the ground, frowned, and said, "You did this yourself."

Looking at Ye Xinghen's tragic face, [Magic] pondered for a moment, and said: "Actually, you can still be saved, but if you let you die generously, I can't stop you. It's a matter of delivering the news.to the Spirit Hall. Doesn't it? Okay, I can help with that!"

“Can it heal?!” Ye Xinghen opened her eyes wide, and seeing that the [Magic] in front of her had raised her right hand and aimed at her, she quickly got up from the ground and sneered: “I feel I can. still saving. Click." After all, if you could live, who would want to die?

Looking at Ye Xinghen who was grinning with a smile, [Magic] pressed his palm over his head, a mighty demonic energy flowed into his body, causing a surge of energy, and quickly locked away a scapegoat boy rooted in spirit. The demonic energy turned into a huge bergamot, and was violently revoked, completely annihilated.

"Thank you, Mister!" Feeling the tentacles on his face no longer increasing, Ye Xingshen immediately changed his name. He respectfully bowed to the [Devil] and said: "Master, I want to immediately report to the Great Envoy for those things. here. , Please forgive me."

"Much bullshit, roll over." [Magic] waving his hands. After Ye Xinghen saluted again, she covered her chest and left.

Watching Ye Xinghen leave, [Magic] sat casually on the large rock next to her, and her tall body slowly shrank, turning into an appearance of only six or seven years old.

"Black goat from the forest... I'm damn, why am I even up to the Cthulhu myth? Obviously the body does not have this pattern, the world is very bad for eight lifetimes, and it is really demonstrated by this. Isn't the next one going to get scp?!” As soon as the outsider left, [Magic] could not help but let out the scent. He did not believe that those people would be satisfied.just enter the scapegoat boy. This is just the beginning, and there will be more and more terrifying existences in the future. If he and his body were immature at the time, then... Haha!

What he did not know was that the invasion of the Cthulhu system was still Tang Chen's pot. When Tang San obtained the first spirit ring, in order to obtain the blessings of the world aura, and to expand his background, Tang Chen flicked his younger brother, the lucky son of this era, Tang San, disaster was coming soon.

As the son of the qiyun, Tang San was naturally followed by the chaotic consciousness of the world the entire time. After Tang Chen flicked Tang San, the world consciousness instinctively felt an opportunity to ascend. He began to cooperate with Tang Chen and connected with the world that was in accordance with Tang Chen's [disaster]. The world of Cthulhu is just the beginning ...

The creatures in the Cthulhu world were extremely strange, and the scapegoat boy who originally relied on Feng Xiao, the soul saint, would never be able to defeat the stars. However, at first, the night asterisk of the scapegoat boy was already contaminated. If the original attack was a confrontation between ice and fire against a scapegoat boy, then once it was contaminated, its attack would be like using a drop of water to attack another drop of water, after all, and ultimately completely ineffective. And Ye Xinghen herself would drown in pollution and become the new scapegoat boy.

However, the power of [Magic] had a restraining effect on the power of Cthulhu realm, and he was able to solve the most fundamental problems. At this point, even if Emberlight shot, it could only purify the tentacles with Ye Xingshen, and could not save him. And the [Devil] itself, even if it was conceived by Tang Chen for a year, the total amount of energy in the body was no better than a scapegoat boy, but the other party did not have the strength to fight in front of him. This was because the nature of their strength was very close, but the level of [Magic] strength far exceeded that!

“Ironis.” [The magic] stood up from the rock and walked towards the exit of the valley. "Obviously it is a demon that wants to destroy the world, but it can be a true savior in a state of misunderstanding. It's really..."

On his forehead, a black reverse swivel swirled, and gradually, several golden patterns appeared on the trail.

In another great universe, at the time a scapegoat boy dies, a piece of black meat that is invisible, unthinkable, unknowable, and unspoken, that exists in laws and concepts, is, little squirming.

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