People in the old man ring, join the chat group

Sitting on the pile of books, she slowly lowered her head, looked at her four hands and found that no matter which one was trembling slightly.

Even if she took the initiative to stop it, it would be useless, because she couldn't stop it at all, and it was beyond her control.

It feels like meeting your own natural enemy.

Obviously, I didn't feel this way when I stole the fate of death, but now...

"What on earth happened...."

Her eyes turned to the direction of her God's Tower again, and the source of this breath came from the sky over there.

She wanted to find out, to see what was going on, to see what her king was doing.

However, when he was about to possess the puppet, he suddenly stopped and suppressed his curiosity.

Snuff this thought in the cradle.

She kept telling herself that she should trust her king.

However, not only she and Menggot, even other demigods are facing the same dilemma.

In the lone boat floating on the stormy sea, Marenia standing at the bow also clenched the long knife in her hand and trembled uncontrollably. It was the first time she felt this kind of fear from the bottom of her heart.

But suddenly, this breath disappeared, and the huge waves on the sea surface also calmed down.

At the same time, on the tower of gods.

The black hole is still in the sky.

"what happened?"

Obviously the sacrifices have disappeared, but what should come has not yet come.

Puzzled, he slowly raised his head, but just as he was about to look up at the black hole, a message suddenly came from the chat group.

Chika Fujiwara: "Mr. Fade! Don't look! You will be assimilated by the san value reset!"

The faded person who wants to save his wife: "??? How do you say it?"

Fujiwara Chika: "You are already half successful in summoning. It is said on the Internet that if you look into the eyes of the outer gods, especially the existence of the three pillar gods, the san value will be instantly cleared!"

However, as soon as the message was swiped on the screen, the notification of the chat group appeared again.

[Group reminder: The filter is turned on. 】

"Filter? What the hell?"

Just when he was wondering, he suddenly found that something was wrong, as if something had appeared again.

Hanging in the black hole in the sky, a light gray white cloth floated out and fell like fallen leaves. It landed on the God's Tower and was included in his field of vision.

And under his gaze, the old light gray cloth slowly bulged, supporting the outline of a person, but he could feel that there were creatures under the cloth.

Although the creature in front of him is similar in shape to a human, it is one and a half times his size, and its shape is not very fixed, it looks a little erratic, as if it will be blown away by the wind in the next second.

His body was tightly wrapped by extremely thick clothes, and his five sense organs were hidden under the folds of the clothes.

Looking from here, all I can see is the pitch-black void under the robe that seems to be able to swallow everything.

This look reminded him of a description he once saw in a book -

"It is not resting on a pedestal, but rather seems to be gliding or floating on that nebulous, ground-like lower level.

His outline is not fixed, but briefly changes into something from a long time ago, or looks like a human, but it is half the size of an ordinary human.

Like those placed on the pedestal, it also seemed to be thickly covered by some kind of pale gray fabric. "

But who exactly this is describing, I can't remember.

But the chat group gave the answer.

Chika Fujiwara: "It turned out to be Tavel Yat Umr? Mr. Faded is really lucky!"

The faded person who wants to save his wife: "Big luck? How do you say it?"

Fujiwara Chika: "He is one of the incarnations of Yog-Sothoth, and he is more kind than the main body and the furious Afgomon."

The faded man who wants to save his wife: "Kind?"

Fujiwara Chika: "Yes, that's right. It's just easier to talk."

"Good talk?"

Looking at the heavy fabric floating in front of his eyes, his eyes gradually became weird.

Is this thing easy to talk about?Then why don't you even dare to show your face?Can't see anyone?

However, it doesn't matter, anyway, he didn't come to see the true face of the ancient god, it's important to do business.

But the discussions within the group did not stop.

Forever 17 years old: "Ah, Qianhuajiang is still as knowledgeable as ever."

Fujiwara Chika: "Hey hey, no, I just found it on the Internet."

Forever 17 years old: "That is also a skill, but is this cloth-like god really that useful? It seems a bit unreliable."

As soon as the words came out, as if being heard by Tavel Yat Umr, he slowly raised his head and stared at the fader... Oh no, to be precise, he seemed to be watching the live broadcast of the chat group.

next second.

[Group reminder: The live broadcast has been closed. 】

Fujiwara Chika:? ? ?

Otto Apocalypse: ? ? ?

Tony Stark: ? ? ?

Forever 17: ? ? ?

The Ancient King: "Oh? I didn't expect to see the existence of a chat group. It's really not easy."

The wise king saw through the reason at a glance.

Fujiwara Chika: "Eh? Why is this... woo woo woo, it's all because sister Zi is talking nonsense..."

North North North North: "Nonsense.jpg"

Forever 17 years old: "Ah, it's impossible to blame us, who knew that this god is so petty. (laughs)"

Although the message was replied in this way, Yakumo Zi's eyes could not help but become serious.

"I didn't expect that there are actually guys in this world who can spy on the existence of chat groups..."

And with just a glimpse, it was as if she saw countless pairs of eyes staring at her under the pitch-black robe, and felt a chill emanating from the soul.

In just a moment, her back was soaked with cold sweat...

"Ah, it's really scary..."

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PS: Sure enough, if you take a day off like this, you will fall into a period of fatigue, feel that you have no motivation, and you don't want to write at all...

In order not to let this state last for too long, I will speed up and finish this book.

Once again, I would like to apologize greatly to the readers-red bean paste, Smi Masai!

297. Teacher Serlian, can I give up the magic of origin?

"Great Tavel Yat Umr, can you please restore my teacher Selian to the appearance of a human being at this moment and here, and to restore the sanity of a human being." The faded person loudly uttered his appeal.

This was the warning Chika Fujiwara had given him when she told him about the summoning spell before. She must make her request clear.

Because the existence of Yog-Sothoth is very strange, if you don't say the time and place, he will complete it in a random time period, and will throw the target in some strange places.

He didn't want to waste his energy to find his teacher.

As for the fact that the chat group live broadcast was closed, he naturally found out, but he didn't intend to reopen it.

Who made Yakumo Zi, that old woman, talk nonsense?

Could it be that simple to break through barriers and come across space?

The sight just now, even if it wasn't aimed at me, felt a sense of crisis that oppressed the nerves, and the nerves on the front of the forehead jumped, as if the soul would be swallowed.

"￥#%@#%...＆#￥%" Tavel made a strange sound.

This language made the brows of the faded person slightly frowned. Although it was completely strange and completely incomprehensible, it was inexplicably understood when it was transmitted to the brain.

The other party seems to be saying yes.

But I always feel like I'm missing something, and my vision becomes slightly distorted?

This feeling is fleeting, and disappears without a trace in the next second.

Then, under his gaze, Tavel, who was wrapped in rags, slowly moved to the side of the magician's ball, and said those weird words again.

This time, there was no translation, and he didn't know what he was talking about.

However, the magician ball has changed.

A strange emblem appeared on the ground, emitting light like a magic emblem and devouring the magician ball.

After a few seconds, the light dissipated to reveal a naked woman with her eyes closed.

"Mr. Selian...teacher?!"

The moment he spit out the last word, there was a sudden intense burning sensation on his chest. He quickly took off his armor and threw it aside, tearing off the inner clothing to reveal his body, and saw a crimson streak appearing on his chest The imprint is exactly the same as the magic emblem just now.

"What do you mean?" He raised his head and glared at Tavel, without thinking that this was what that guy did.

And this imprint is not only engraved on his body, but also imprinted on his soul.

"%￥#@...#￥&"

Meaning - this is the price.

"..."

The price is actually a mark imprinted on the soul?

An unknown fire suddenly surged into his heart, his eyes narrowed dangerously, and his hands gently clenched into fists.

This reckless behavior reminded him of Marika who caused the current chaotic situation in the border area, and her supreme will to leave without knowing when.

In order to play against the supreme will and get rid of the manipulation of the supreme will, Malika smashed the magic ring and created everything today.

How many dead and wounded heroes are there?

Unable to count.

Does the so-called god care about all this?

No.

Although he is not the kind of hero who wants to save the world, save the world, and even an unforgivable bastard, he can't bear to see what happened in the borderland.

But in the next second, he was suddenly discouraged.

"Oh, forget it..."

The other party has already helped save the teacher, and it is not too much to have his soul marked. After all, this is a deal, and the other party is not Malika, so there is no need to vent his unknown anger on others.

What's more, he is not a fool.

The opponent is the incarnation of the all-knowing and all-powerful Yog Sothoth, even if he can kill this incarnation, so what?

Maybe just after this guy dies, the bubble will come here. There will really be no way to end it by then, and it is estimated that the entire junction will be destroyed.

So, don't do anything stupid....

However, since he was stamped, he must find a way to earn some more money from him.

"Then the great Tavel Yat Umr, can you tell me how to restore [Queen of the Full Moon] Renara?" Just as Tavel was about to leave, he suddenly stopped the other party and made another request.

"%*&￥@!#￥"

After turning his head and dropping such a sentence, he floated into the open black hole in the sky again, and returned to the huge stone base behind the silver key gate.

The border area also returned to calm.

"...Born from an amber egg?"

He narrowed his eyes and looked at the slowly healing black crack in the sky.