time stop 499 years

Chapter 602 Unblocking Cthulhu

PS: Calling for a wave of new books is already fat enough, let's go and read the new books.

The Lord of Light secretly helped the mantra.

This former second priest of the main body has extraordinary potential.

According to her own shape, she created a unique family of painted skin ghosts.Recalling the bloody storm caused by Painted Skin Ghost in the previous game, the King of Light's calm heart suddenly felt a little anticipation.

Although the painted skin ghosts now are slightly different from the painted skin ghosts in the previous game, it is because of the difference that people look forward to what kind of waves these guys will make.

With the help of the King of Light, Mantra became the Lord of the Underworld, the King of All Ghosts, and the second-tier gods.

So far, for these attendants who have followed him for countless times, from the world of ghosts, to the world of human scalps, and finally to the world of time-stop, Wu Hao can be regarded as having a beginning and an end.

Among the ten attendants, the three most important ones have all walked on the road to becoming gods, and turned into gods who rule one of the world's rules and are aloof.As for the other attendants, to be honest, he doesn't care much anymore.

The road to becoming a god is lonely, and the relationship will only become weaker and weaker, and he cannot escape this law.

"The Lord of the Underworld is tentatively designated as a curse."

"There are still the death path, the ruler path, and the most important grotesque sequence."

The King of Light pondered secretly.

His figure disappeared in the Temple of Light in an instant, and everything quietly appeared in Lalaiye's spiritual space.

Looking at Cthulhu, who was huge and sleeping soundly, he stretched out his hand and tapped it lightly.

Immediately, a strange force spread out, Cthulhu's time seal was taken back, and when the power was shaken, the latter woke up from a deep sleep.

Cthulhu's huge eyes began to turn slightly, distorting the ominous breath, and constantly rotating in the Lalaiye space.

The King of Light, who was hiding aside, could clearly see a trace of wisdom in his eyes.

Sure enough, he is worthy of being the king of grotesques, and his strength has been promoted to the level of despair.

Comparable to the other three guys, and even slightly stronger.

Moreover, he seems to have formed his own wisdom a long time ago. After waking up from a deep sleep, Cthulhu withdrew all his tentacles, and he knew his own situation after only a moment of feeling.

And right now.

Lalaiye's spiritual space, its core crystal, suddenly appeared here.

The core of Lalaiye's space is now a spherical crystal, surrounded by layers of mysterious soul fragments.

It was happily preparing to go home and plan the next trio's mischief plan. This time, it planned to go to the world of gods and names where the Ghost Mist avatar was located, so it wanted to move the headquarters of the spiritual space away.

But as soon as he appeared here, he was instantly stunned.

What the hell!

epic!
Why did Cthulhu wake up?

Damn, no more free meal tickets?

This is the first reaction of Lalaiye's space core.

Hey!
When Cthulhu saw this guy, he roared like an enemy, with a huge body and countless claws, they all rushed towards Lalaiye crazily.

This hateful thing has been imprisoned here for so many years, and it has been treated as a free meal ticket. No one can bear it.

The most important thing is that Lalaiye was originally his own thing, his own lair, the place where his body was conceived.But now his own has been betrayed by the crib, even if Cthulhu's wisdom is different from that of humans, it is unbearable!

Fuck this guy!
Take back your own crib, oh no, the lair!

boom!
Immediately the two collided.

"Damn it, meal ticket!"

"Who woke you up?"

Lalaiye's crystal core was also indignant.Once the meal tickets for many years turned into nothingness, it can't stand it.

Instead, this guy soon discovered that Lalaiye's strength was comparable to his own.

Even surpassed some!
It is unbelievable that 90.00% of the food for this meal ticket was robbed by myself, but still relying on its own potential and starving to grow to such a point, how strong was Cthulhu's potential?
Even on the side, the King of Light, who the two couldn't notice, raised his eyebrows.

Cthulhu's strength was indeed beyond his expectations.

He originally thought that Lalaiye could suppress Cthulhu by virtue of the home court advantage, but now it seems that this is not the case.

Cthulhu's potential is too great.

But the stronger the potential, the better, becoming the king of grotesques, if you want to be the master of the first sequence, you must have the power to suppress everything.

Facing the strength of Cthulhu, the King of Light not only did not worry, but became more and more happy.

The stronger the Lord of the Twelve Sequences, the stronger the feedback to the ontology, which is directly proportional.

On the other side, Lalaiye saw that he could no longer suppress his long-term meal ticket, so he could only endure the pain in his heart, and directly pushed Cthulhu out.

Then he ran towards the distance in a hurry, leaving only Cthulhu who fell into the ocean roaring loudly, venting his power wantonly between the heaven and the earth.

——Damn it, you grandson thief, wait until I get all the people together, I won't kill you.

——Boss Guiwu, second brother Jingxin, the younger brother's meal ticket has betrayed, come and help.

With the unblocking of Cthulhu, a certain rule of this world seemed to be touched, and countless strange breaths broke out one after another.

Powers that are very different from the weird, with endless ominous twists and extreme pollution characteristics, have appeared all over the world.

In a huge deep-sea dead volcano, a giant crow with eight heads slowly opened its eyes.

It seems to have nine heads, but the position of the ninth head is empty.

The blazing breath like the sun continued to spread, and the temperature of the whole world suddenly rose a little.

"The last imprint of the sun!"

In the dark, a deep voice emerged from the giant beast's mouth.

In the death volcano where the gods were eaten, a group of pitch-black shadows suddenly spread out, quietly blending into the world faintly.

"Lord of the Twilight, the Hanged Cross"

"We will eventually become one!"

In the ruins of the former Sun City, a huge werewolf corpse was floating in a building like a sun well.

"The Battle of the Four Emperors... is still lost."

"The power of the dark sun will finally be taken back."

"Lord of Light"

Inside that strange large tomb, there was a suspected solitary tomb where Xu Fu's bones were buried.

The small solitary tomb split open again, this time it kept going inward, inward, and inward.

Countless corpses and strange creatures spewed out from it.

When the cracked gap didn't know how deep it went, a corpse slowly walked out of it.

The corpse looked at the uppermost floor, where Xu Fu's corpse was suspected to be, and remained silent.

"Mount Tai, Feng Chan"

(End of this chapter)