Wizard: Seeker of Infinite Planes

Chapter 225 Victims

The war centered on the gate of the Boulder City became more and more fierce, as if the half-worms in the Boulder City were as endless as the waves, and there was no tendency to stop until now.

The roars and roars of the half-worms, the roars of the Achilles warriors and the roar and explosion of the explosive bombs, the flesh and blood being torn apart, the hiss of slashing through the air, and the crackling of the sea of ​​fire became the main theme of the giant stone city gate.

And on a high tower in the center of Boulder City, a statue that looks like a bug and not a bug, a figure that looks like a human but not a human is nailed to a cross. Below the statue is a bishop of the Sect of the Victims. And the knights who were responsible for guarding this boulder city before.

"Our compatriots are suffering. It is real suffering. It is a massacre that is enough to sink their souls. If this continues, our compatriots and the forces we have cultivated will be burned. Then when will the endless suffering really come? To this world?!"

"The important thing is, if we are exposed, I will die!!! I still want my own pursuit! You goddamn stick!"

The knight with two arthropod claws growing out from under his ribs has transformed into an inhuman posture. He has four eyes, and the pupils are opened to the left and right at the same time, like a bug. His teeth have gradually evolved into the mouth of an insect. The body is bulging, a little hunchbacked, and under the robe, there are only layers of limbs that seem to be restrained.

Facing the knight's question, the bishop just turned around lightly. His transformation was more thorough than the knight's. He had already turned into a living insect with four arms and his hands had degenerated into sharp claws. Said that the knight still has a little bit of a human face and a human mouth.

So now the bishop of the Sufferers Sect stationed here has completely turned into a worm, his nose has turned into two vent holes, and his eyes have begun to split. Countless pupils have converged into two pairs of compound eyes, and his mouth has split into two. A pair of pliers-like jaws open and close like chewing something terrifying.

The bishop's four paws were brought together, stirring each other, his mouth opened like a worm's mouthparts, revealing the sharp turbine-shaped black teeth inside.

"Don't worry, my friend, the real sufferers haven't been sent yet, those are our real compatriots, we have the same blood as them, they supported the sect, they supported the endless suffering... ...All living beings should fear them, respect them, and yearn for them, but all living beings are too stupid!"

The bishop sighed, as if he was pessimistic about the future of mankind, and as if shaken by the endless suffering, he began to feel a little pity.

The knight's face was irritable, and the pupils that were originally cracked on the left and right were slightly condensed, showing the anger of the master. The sharp claws on both sides of the ribs hung down, and his two hands rested on the two slender handles hanging from his waist. On the sword, holding the hilt slightly tightly, he questioned.

"Your rhetoric will always be like this. I joined the Sect of the Victims in pursuit of a stronger path and stronger power! Now, the secret here is about to be revealed. Do you want to wait for that crazy god-like Are you willing to give up when the same wizard comes to destroy everything? Or, to fulfill your suffering?"

In the end, there was a sneering smile on the face of the angry knight. In his opinion, these lunatics who worship insects are simply unreasonable. What endless suffering, what are the suffering beings? Faith?

Gather beliefs to confuse the public with various teachings, just a bunch of damned guys!

"Ok?"

The four compound eyes formed by the bishop's countless pupils revealed an indescribable look, which seemed to have pity, but seemed to have nothing. He just indifferently looked at the knight and asked back.

"Don't you want to be freed from endless suffering? My compatriots, only the representative of endless suffering, the Lord of Suffering, can lead you into suffering and become the one who truly bears suffering. Suffering is our true source of strength , isn't it?"

These words flowed into the knight's mind like a magic voice. He subconsciously wanted to refute, and almost drew his sword, but his eyes began to appear blank. He didn't seem to understand what he just said, or he didn't understand what he was after. What is the cause of the strength.

The firm words just now seemed to disappear.

"No, no, I don't want to believe in any suffering... No, I should shoulder all the suffering and gather at the feet of the Lord of Suffering... No..."

The knight fell directly to his knees, with his four arms propped up on the ground, and his four eyes began to spin wildly like a maniac.

He was convincing himself, or another force in his mind was convincing himself, he tried hard to recognize the reality and maintain himself, but under the endless will and the wailing of the swarm, under the endless call and Under the endless suffering, his will began to relax, cracks began to appear, and his mind was being twisted.

That's how it should be. Everyone should follow in the footsteps of the Lord of Suffering, shoulder the suffering, use suffering as strength, and spread suffering. Only suffering is the only truth in the world.

Looking at the knight who was in a daze, self-denial, and self-justification, the bishop nodded in satisfaction, and he recruited another general for the great sect of victims.

The knight's own final will and struggle, in his view, are just a small stone in front of the endless waves, sooner or later he will be involved in the endless waves, indulge in suffering, and eventually become one of the sufferings.

"Now is not the time to be exposed. Exterminate the warriors sent by these wizards, and then use other reasons to shirk it afterwards. Cover up as long as you can. The power of suffering has penetrated into every aspect of this world. The carnival of victims is about to stand out, but not Now!"

The bishop turned around, opened and closed his ferocious mouthparts, he muttered to himself, and then on the dome above his head, the sleeping victim had opened his four ferocious eyes like a bug The same meandering crawl on top of the dome looking into the distance.

They are the true heritage and fighters of the Sect of the Sufferers. Every limb has been strengthened by the Lord of Suffering, and they are the most perfect killing machines.

With a scorpion-like sharp blade at the tail, sharp and defense-breaking claws, and powerful vitality, monotonous and direct killing instinct, sharp teeth and venom entangled on the tongue, their speed will be increased when they meander and crawl. Great improvement, they have increased the speed and lethality to the extreme, the only shortcoming may be the slightly thin outer armor.

"Weeping!!!"

Seemingly neat but extremely chaotic, roars full of distortion and sin kept ringing from the dome.

A group of victims began to open their eyes, crawled on the tower, and disappeared in the darkness. They were about to turn into the cruelest sharp blades, cutting off all external tentacles and temptations.

(End of this chapter)