frightfiction Chapter 886: True Fight · Liberation (6)
Chapter 886: True Fight · Liberation (6)
After a long time, He didn't reunite again.
It seemed that as the man had expected, during countless gatherings, He lost control of his flesh and blood.
Even if it is as powerful as the Old One, it cannot be eternal.
The so-called 'immortality' is only based on a certain level, imprinting will and spirit in every cell.
If the spirit and will in every cell were wiped out, then the so-called immortal old ruler would naturally be killed.
"Finally... dead?"
The man's eyes were full of exhaustion, and his spiritual power swept the starry sky over and over again to check if there were any omissions.
Just when he was about to explore the hidden secrets deep in the starry sky, a dangerous reminder was touched in his mind.
He...is still alive!
And it wasn't until a slippery tentacle jumped out from the black windbreaker that he suddenly realized that he had been assimilated at some point!
A thick spot of light appeared on the top of his head at some point. Under the light source, a distorted shadow under him was infinitely stretched and extended in the universe. Then, at the position of the head, a blank arc was 'teared', and two holes were formed. The eye sockets are like a laughing human face.
The weird 'smile' on the shadow's face seemed a little crazy.
The two hole-shaped 'eyeballs' turned leisurely, and the lips curled up in an astonishing arc, and said with a smile:
"The Old Ones...are eternal!"
The man was taken aback for a moment, and then ravings rang out in his mind.
One after another, greasy tentacles crazily drilled out from his black windbreaker, black frenzy flickered in the depths of his pupils.
The man tries to control his body to fight back, but finds it seems out of control.
"The old rulers are here!"
"The ruler of the old days is here!"
"The Old Ones...will always be there!"
The frantic babble sounded like tens of thousands of crazily murmured, destroying his spirit.
The tentacles caressed his cheeks 'intimately', as if they were licking. The cold touch and the slippery mucus on them made him feel sick from the bottom of his heart.
But gradually, he didn't have the slightest thought of resistance.
All emotions, desires, and ideas are being stripped out of my mind bit by bit over time.
He didn't even have the thought of resisting, he just wanted to watch quietly, being occupied by the tentacles bit by bit, waiting for the destruction to come.
As if being heavily sedated, he just wanted to sleep peacefully now.
Feeling that he gave up resisting, the speed of the mutation suddenly accelerated. First, from the lower body, black scales gradually grew.
"So...from the beginning...your goal is...my body?" The man's thoughts were intermittent, and he tried his best to ask a word.
"You... belong to me..."
In the deepest part of his mind, the voice of Cthulhu sounded: "I will become... the new pillar!"
More and more greasy tentacles seep out of the windbreaker, the dense number is astonishingly large, occupying the nearby void, Cthulhu's voice echoed in the depths of his mind, like the darkness polluting his remaining spiritual space fire.
just a little bit...
As long as he can occupy this last place, he can become a new 'pillar'!
But just when he was about to devour the last 'flame', the spiritual ocean that was completely blackened and infiltrated suddenly set off an endless storm, and a mountain covered with corpses was exposed under the huge waves.
And the boy sitting on the mountain peak suddenly opened his eyes.
Those were a pair of indescribable eyes, as if reflecting the broken world into the pupils, intertwined with cracks of magnificent colors, blooming with incomparable beauty, but exuding terrifying terror.
"Ah! Ah! Ah!"
Cthulhu screamed suddenly, as if he saw something terrifying.
The boy slowly got up from the corpse, holding a transparent blade full of cracks, he swung his arm and slashed!
Space... no, the whole world was cut off with a single knife.
谷遨
Countless magnificent cracks are intertwined together, as if the already broken scene is slowly crumbling...separated.
"no no!!!"
"Nyarlathotep...you...did it!!!"
"Ah ah ah..."
Cthulhu's spiritual ocean was completely shattered with a single blow.
...
In the real world, men regain control over their bodies.
The moment he opened his eyes, a terrifying spiritual pressure rolled in like a huge wave, crushing countless tentacles that were coming to him.
After being condensed to the extreme, the spiritual pressure is like a round of extremely terrifying scorching sun, which directly shatters everything nearby. The void is blasted by the strong wind, like a flag whistling in the wind.
"Nyarlathotep!!!"
The old ruler Cthulhu's eyes flickered, and he let out an extremely furious roar.
In the terrifying series of spiritual pressure storms, a man with a well-proportioned figure and a strong physique, wearing a long black coat, with a long knife on his waist, and silver hair, walked out slowly on the turbulent air waves.
The terrifying air waves gradually subsided, and the huge spiritual pressure gradually stabilized.
But even so, the entire starry sky was still trembling under the spiritual pressure, and countless void cracks spread throughout it.
boom!
The man took a step forward, and there were huge ripples in the void.
At this moment, he felt very clearly the great changes in everything in the world and himself.
Everything he could see, ranging from stars and celestial bodies to small dust and mustard seeds, became extremely clear in his eyes, as if everything could be subverted and crushed with just a slight push!
Those broken memories from the past are now like giant trees sprouting again, all of which have returned.
At the same time, there is strength coming back.
Belonging to... the power of the god of death!
"My name...Lord!"
The man clenched his fists, feeling the familiar power in his body.
When the five fingers were clenched tightly, he had an illusion that as long as he swung it out, he could smash the world into pieces.
"I am all things, and all things are me. Therefore... I am in all things!"
He slowly walked towards the old ruler, his eyelids drooped slightly, and there was an indifference without the slightest emotion in his cold and indifferent eyes.
boom--! ! !
An indescribable, boundless spiritual pressure filled the entire world.
It hit the boundless void like a mountain moving sideways, and the billowing air waves caused by the fierce collision, thousands of hurricanes roared like giant dragons, galloping through the starry sky, and the void of thousands of miles shattered.
The long river formed by the order of time and space flows in the broken void.
Thousands of incarnations in black clothes holding swords, stepping on the rushing river, come here from the past or the future.
"Swastika - I am in everything!!!"
...
"Today I will know...I am me."
There was a flash of reminiscence in Lord's eyes, and he sighed heavily and inexplicably.
If Cthulhu hadn't invaded his spiritual world, leading to the awakening of the second Zanpakutō, I'm afraid it would take an unknown amount of time to retrieve his memory.
Lost memories return, and power returns at the same time.
This feeling is very wonderful, once again controlling 'I am in all things', it gave him a feeling of being in all things.
However, at this time, the old ruler fell into a certain kind of rage.
I saw him chanting crazily, a certain supreme name in the depths of the universe, and exhausting all profane words. The endless anger seemed to be real, igniting this dead starry sky, and everything he saw was collapsing.