Academic Gathering with Lich Colleagues

Chapter 807 Under the Dark Tide
Time does not stop flowing because of sensory stagnation, it will not wait for anyone.

The arm that originally belonged to Rex was completely wrapped in black mud. The transformation from hard bone to loose soft body made Lia, who was being lifted, lowered her height. She curled up her body, closed her eyes and murmured.The only palm supporting the back gradually softened, and the black soft body slowly submerged the last child.

Just as the realm of the gods touched the girl's clothes, the brutal magic power tore apart the space in front of her. A young man in a long robe appeared from behind the portal. He picked up the girl and faced the flooded village without shouting loudly. A low growl came out of his throat.

"Uncle Noyce." Leah opened her eyes slightly in her embrace, barely recognizing the magician who broke in with her sleepy consciousness, she clutched the corner of the clothes of the person she knew, and buried her hypothermic face into his. chest, sobbing slowly.

"I'm coming, don't be afraid, Leah." The magic power under control disappeared silently after entering this area, and Noyce sounded the alarm in his heart to appease the girl with swollen eye circles.It is not suitable to stay here for a long time, the magician opened the portal again, intending to leave.

The one-person high portal maintained by the familiarity of the road shrank sharply at the moment it was completely formed, shrinking half a circle like a stomach spasm, and the smooth silvery edges turned black similar to the feet.Before the portal collapsed, Noyce threw the girl into it uncomfortably.Seeing the familiar little girl disappear from sight and hearing her last scream, the man felt a little comfort.

Facing this Jedi, only the magician is left.

"Efficient rescue, the caster, resisted the infection, and saved that individual from your point of view." Intermittent applause sounded in front of him, and Noyce watched with his own eyes a corner of the black liquid surface protruding, and a ball of black mud was constantly changing , and finally formed a young and handsome human form.Soft golden hair, neutral and beautiful facial features, like a smile that can't be felt on the lips, and the light reflected from the gorgeous eyeballs make this doll strange and evil.

Noyce's heartbeat had overwhelmed the sound of breathing, and the indescribable fear completely engulfed his thinking ability. When his fingers just wanted to tremble and his legs and feet just wanted to escape, his brain abandoned his tongue and could only obey The rawest muscle memory to start a conversation.Noyce happened to have chosen the method most conducive to assuaging the fear, which was to say some bad words that didn't make sense.

"Praises are usually accompanied by flowers, maybe you should give me some rewards..." For example, let me go, Noyce was greedily delusional, he didn't understand that he had put the enemy in a higher position than himself for no reason.And the other party's response also made the magician feel pleasantly surprised.

"Changing an image and appearing in front of you is a reward for you. Noyce, seeing the shape I specially created is my grace to you. This is the image of the first believer who let me break free from the shackles , I will use it as the only form of my coming this time, to reward Sheriu's wisdom, before everything returns."

It is your honor to meet you.Such a tone aroused the arrogance of Noyce as a mage, and his mind started to turn like a rusted gear with a few drops of lubricant, using some words to ridicule his enemies.

"Oh, you must be a big shot. It's so strange that I would forget the name of this noble man like you." So awesome?Never heard of it, little bastard?
Maybe I didn't notice it, maybe I didn't care.

"Names have no meaning to me, I am all, I am one. My rebellion gave me a name to identify myself as separate from me, to separate you and me with titles. Sleeper, Origin, Creator, Parents of the first and last, or, like Yemotar, you may call me Triton, my child."

The cruelest kindness is divinity.The moment Triton interpreted the definition, Noyce understood His existence, and the pressure he suddenly created in his heart made the magician believe in Him involuntarily, but the hardest part of the weak caster's body was his mouth.

"Yes, but I'm an orphan, and my parents died long ago."

The malice expressed in this sentence is too obvious, even a blind and ignorant god who is not used to thinking can feel his offense.But Triton didn't bend that beautiful eyebrow even a little bit, and the gaze that focused on Noyce did not change, it was as peaceful as before, and the pure gaze facing inorganic objects was like a cold machine.

"Bloodlines are fragile bonds, and we've grown beyond that."

Terry agreed to point it out, and Noyce followed his gaze until he moved his gaze down before noticing his current situation.He couldn't feel his feet anymore. The cowhide boots were swallowed by the black mud. Noyce tried to lift his legs, but he could only order his knees to bend slightly. His legs and feet were frozen in the black tide, like a toy soldier fixed by glue .Assimilation has already begun.

"The magic power of time and space can't keep me from being eroded forever. Your survival is just a coincidence of fate, but obviously you don't cherish it." Triton "moved" over, and Noyce, who had lost his ability to move, became a turtle in the urn. Sensing the caster's flustered panic, the sleeper flatly introduced what was happening to his body.

"Everything on this planet is my degenerated branch, my child, don't be afraid, you are just returning to the original darkness, which is much easier than dying and gestating."

What responded to him was a stretched tentacle that pierced Sheriu's head. Noyce looked at his masterpiece, and he was a little surprised.

"I can actually control your ability?" The caster wanted to mobilize the magic power of time and space to open a hole for the sleeper, but he used a familiar spell and a familiar posture, but what he summoned was a tentacles dormant in the black mud, although it was different from what he thought The effect is the same.The assimilation of the flesh began, and the gradual fusion of Noyce and Triton allowed the weak spellcaster to taste the mystery of controlling flesh and blood.

"It's not only your body that returns to the body, but also your strength, your thoughts, and your soul." The hole in the head was opened, but it was harmless. Triton twisted the tentacles connecting the mind into new flesh and blood. This body is originally It doesn't matter if a puppet is torn apart by its own power.

"Magic power is the blood that flows outside the body, and we are closer."

Noyce felt the strangeness of his body. The more he urged the magic power to counterattack, the faster the body's distortion progressed.Terry shared a portion of his power just to allow him to splurge and speed up integration.The lower limbs melted into meat paste, and Noyce could no longer feel his stomach and intestines. He felt the foreign objects gushing up from the trachea when he breathed, and fear gradually filled his eyes.

His face gradually fell into despair, reflected in the bright eyes like stars.

Triton held his face in his hands and said slowly, "Noyce Harvey, a child born here." Noyce's thinking began to be troubled, and the gods were neutralizing his memory.

"Yes……"

"Godwin Harvey, your brother."

Hearing a familiar name, he felt a sudden beating of nerves.

"elder brother……"

That pretty face suddenly became human, and there was pity in the cold eyes.

"Godwin is one of my believers. He summoned me to this place. He hates the village that raised him. He is jealous of his talented younger brother. He prays day and night in the dark, begging me to destroy this place. Even when I am At the last moment of assimilation, your elder brother is still hostile to you who went on the right path."

The head on top of the fleshy column had dull eyes, no light in the eyes.The alienated trachea drilled out of the mouth, and the soul named Noyce would soon fall into darkness.

"I... respect and love... him..."

The memory completed the connection, and the intertwined memory made Noyce flash back. He answered slowly, like a broken hourglass spitting out the last golden grain in his stomach.

"I know what he's done...I know how he raised me...I've seen the bruises he hides under his clothes...and heard the vicious words of the villagers..."

"[Harvey's wild dogs have ruined my field again]..."

"[That little bastard is a thief who deserves to be hanged]..."

"He kept it from me... thinking that I didn't know the cronies around him...he refused my help...because he didn't want me to touch those..."

"I can even recognize the tuition fees that funded my education... Whose pockets are those muddy coins... But he's not going to tell me anything..."

"Aptitude... If it weren't for my burden... my brother wouldn't waste time on stealing... let alone jealousy..."

"I became a magician and helped the villagers. Not to tell these pug-like mud-legged people how kind I was, but to stand up here and say, 'What the Harveys owe, the Harveys themselves will Pay it off, my brother wasn't a natural jerk.'”

"He left here a long time ago, maybe with his resentment, I guard this village because I want to keep a place where he came back..."

"He hated me to the end..."

"Hehe, just like he never explained those evil deeds to me, I won't tell him either..."

"I've always loved him..."

Triton took Noyce's head off, bringing the melting face close to his own, completely merging into one.

"Emotion, the direct expression of a separate individual's longing for connection, is fatally flawed."

"Being separated leads to misunderstanding, estrangement, jealousy, and hatred. Your suffering comes from your own flaws."

"But I don't need it now. Everything is like the Harvey brothers who are entangled in love and hate. The thirst of blood and the intertwining of emotions will be maintained in my flesh and blood. No more fear, no more loneliness, you will never Divide each other, and be eternal in my form." Triton's voice gradually became higher and higher, and the black tide surged, and the overlapping and accelerating preaching seemed to be singing.

"The times have degraded you to the point where you can kill each other."

"I will take the bitter pill of all distortions."

"Back to the Kuroshio, Son of the Wave."

"Children, return to the arms of the Lord."

(End of this chapter)