Academic Gathering with Lich Colleagues

Chapter 366 The Breaker Sheliu
The lush grass leaves are like the fingers of the Mother Earth in the dark night, trying to touch the thousands of creatures she created.When the sun fades, a gentle and loving mother will change her heart.

Her children, right in her palm, once tender and indifferent, become the last sight in the eyes of death.

The flowing blood has solidified, and the stumps and broken arms are hidden in the grass blades, and at some point they will become the food for microscopic life such as germs.

The cold wind showed its only kindness, and those souls who wandered in fear could stay in their remnants for a while, and say their last farewell to their lives.

Leweser and Derya took away the remains of their comrades-in-arms, only Devenlela's greed and themselves were abandoned here, and there was no peace.

They're not even losers, just a consumable, a clown.

In this desperate place, the cold wind brought the prowlers in the night.

A carriage, the sound of horses' hooves and the restless neighing of animals seemed terrible in the dead silence.Every shake of the car body will leave tracks on the dead meat.

The "driver" put down his whip, and walked down lightly. His white robe was supported by the vigorous plants, and his movement was like a ghost floating.

Devon Laila's messenger opened the door of the carriage with a creepy smile.

"Here we are, Master Greda."

A quarter of an hour later, a ridiculously short thick leg stepped on the steps.

The aristocratic fat on his face had eaten away at his neck, and his eyes were like the only decoration on a melting cake.Well-dressed, his body was strangled into a ball by the cloth, and Master Greda's eyes were filled with irritability and arrogance, as well as a hint of masked fear.

"Trash! Trash!" Greda yelled at the corpse that was close at hand.He bet everything on his family, but the plan couldn't keep up with the changes.He didn't become king himself, and lost everything.

As a nobleman who was born noble, this world seemed to have punched him out with a heavy punch. His previous delusions and the nobleman's restraint had all become a thing of the past.

Greda tightly grasped his cane, the horror of death and the rotten stench that began to appear were tormenting his nerves, his big bean eyes were somewhat disgusted, and he looked at the calm servant in front of him.

Slave, low slave, Devon Laila's loss was his.

Looking at the tall and thin figure, as thin as a piece of paper, Gerida could already hear the screams of this servant being beaten by him in his mind.

"This filthy, vile dog, if he fails again this time, I will make him understand the fate of fooling Devin Laila."

Greta's eyes were fixed on his servant, he screwed up everything!I found enough reasons for my next actions in my heart.

"Here we are, Master Greda."

The two of them were standing in the center of the corpse at this moment, and those pair of dim eyeballs seemed to be looking at them.

This kind of fear completely detonated the tyranny of Greda Devenlela.He waved his cane and rushed towards the messenger.

"Where is the last hole card you mentioned! The hole card that made me win! You bastard! You actually brought me to such a dirty, hellish place!"

"I did what you said, hidden behind the scenes! Out of mercy, I approved of your damn plan! That's how you repay the master who gave you favors! Fool me! You ruined everything in Devon Laila! Ruined everything in me !"

"I'm going to break your bones and make you spend the rest of your life digging through the mud like a wild dog!"

Facing his abuse, the messenger's smile didn't stop.

"Indeed, everything has exceeded my expectations. This is indeed my mistake, Master Greda."

"My deepest sympathy for what you have suffered. Also, thank you for your devotion that has allowed me to win."

"My victory."

The gleaming dagger pierced into Gerida's body, piercing through the fat and piercing the heart, and the arrogant cane could no longer be lifted.

Greta's face showed the same desperation as those of the dead, and before his vision was completely dark, he saw it, and took off the disguised servant from his face.

She has a feminine silhouette, and the most peculiar thing is the pair of eyes, in the moonless night, there seems to be stars hidden in those eyes.

Facing the dead body, Sheriu smiled and bowed.

"Thank you for your dedication. Your behind-the-scenes performance has attracted all the attention of Shengguang and Derya. It is a great experience to pay close attention to them."

"Thank you for your stupidity and greed for giving me this opportunity." Sheriu pulled out the dagger and wiped the blood on it with his white robe.

"I originally planned to use two countries to complete the sacrificial ceremony. Although there was an accident, I also saw interesting things."

"The flesh and blood of thousands of people plus the noble blood of Devon Laila is barely enough. Heh, the world is really fair, even people like you are worth being used."

Sheriu tore off his sleeves, and his bare arms were covered with blood-colored distorted runes. He looked up at the sky, sang treacherous songs, and began his sacrificial ceremony.

With the unnatural twisting of the body, a kind of ominous feeling that chills the bottom of the heart hovers over this oppressive dead land.There were ravings in the darkness, and the plasma-stained plants began to wither and rot.

The ballad changed, and from the writhing, humanoid body, a terrible, sinister voice flowed.In a way that humans cannot understand, it is transmitted to every corner of the world.

Wriggling young sons, smirking stars, tumbling dark waves, sleeping remains.

The demons danced in the dead, and the corpses stood up, their oils turned the skin into some kind of disgusting gelatin, boneless limbs danced in the air, and sick gray carapaces grew from the nails and began to spread.

From a human form, it became some kind of nautilus-like giant creature with a shell.

The evolution continued, and Sheriu's eyes were bleeding from the corners of his eyes.

His senses have entered a new world. He saw the screams of creatures, heard the wild dancing of spirits, smelled the slapping of sacrifices, and felt the terrifying eyes lodged in the distant stars.

Just having the urge to be watched, Sheriu felt his blood burning, turning into something gel-like and clogging his blood vessels, causing pain all over his body.

Darkness finally dominated all his senses.

Just when his soul was about to sink into hell, or a place beyond hell, a voice echoed in his heart.

"My child is the most dazzling star in the sky."

Sheriu, who was not in human form, let out a roar. The distortion of flesh and blood had already changed his vocal cords, and no one knew what he wanted to express.

nobody.

"I am Sheriu, self-ordained star."

"I heard that every shining star is a god who watches over ants."

"The aloof and indifferent god, make a deal with me."

There is no response, and the constant pain of being eaten away is the best satire of Sheriu's stupid ritual.The body rots and the consciousness is wiped out.

In the void, terrifying visions began to pollute reality, which were numerous twisted tentacles.

Blind and arrogant.

The black tentacles plucked the head from the coral reef-like mountain of flesh, and the tentacles held the head high like a grotesque twisted flower that bloomed at midnight.

The cloud was torn apart strangely, and the glow of the stars appeared in those eyes.

(End of this chapter)