paranoianovel Chapter 669: The Death Of Death
Chapter 669: The Death Of Death
Ruoyi looked at Ruoxi, the goddess of time, in surprise.
It turned out that everything about her was under the gaze of this god. She wanted to ask the goddess of time why the demi-humans didn't take action when they encountered disaster, but in the end she still didn't ask.
The calamity of the Asians is indeed an unreasonable disaster, but in fact it is a destined historical trend.
Not powerful enough, but possessing the secret of becoming a god, it is no wonder that the Pope of the Cologne Empire would have endless greed for demi-humans, and demi-humans have no sense of crisis from beginning to end, and they live a carefree life even after leaving the Emerald Forest. consider life.
Pure peacetime is a beautiful quality.
But in the midst of the turmoil it was downright stupidity.
"You're wondering...why I don't help you."
The goddess of time Ruoxi looked at Ruoyi calmly:
"I am just a soul and have no ability to interfere with the lower world. Secondly, even if I help you, the fate of the demi-humans is still doomed. If you can stop one Cologne Empire and there are thousands of Cologne empires, you can only fundamentally change the demi-humans' ethos. And character can make demi-humans strong, otherwise demi-humans will always become a vassal race.”
She almost sighed and said:
"Ambition is actually very important to a group. No ambition means slow death. You can look at your king, King Winter, for this. He is the best example. There is no second one in the entire Northern Continent. A king more greedy than him.”
The corner of Xiwei's mouth twitched, and for a moment he couldn't tell whether the goddess of time was praising him or hurting him.
"Ambition alone is not enough." Death God Osiriste smiled: "If you don't have the strength and wisdom to match your ambition, you are just a fool at best. In addition, luck is also very important."
He glanced at Xiwei with a hint.
In terms of luck, Xiwei is obviously full. Being chosen by the Holy Dragon means being chosen by the entire world to a large extent.
The world almost revolves around Xi Wei.
Therefore, all the containers of several high-level gods appeared beside Xiwei intact, becoming Xiwei's help.
"Okay, that's the end of the conversation."
Osiriste's expression suddenly became serious.
"Xiwei, you came here to take away the artifact of time to help God Ruoyden, then you will inevitably release my polluted divine body. I don't know if you can defeat him, but you must defeat him. If you fail, all is lost.”
He lowered his head slightly, hiding his chin in the shadows, and said in a cold tone: "Are you ready?
Osirist was ready to die, but asked Sivi if she was ready.
Xiwei looked directly into those pristine eyes and nodded gently.
Although it was only their first meeting, it did not affect his admiration for the God of Death.
He even suddenly felt that if the temperament of the God of Death were changed to that of the God of Light, would it be slightly better?
At least the four archangels should be more serious.
The God of Death did not speak. He just turned around silently and walked into the cabin calmly.
"Creak——!" The hourglass of time slowly tipped over, and the gravel in it began to fall in the opposite direction.
At the same time it was like opening Pandora's box.
The sound disappeared, the light disappeared, and the surrounding area was as dark as thick ink. Only the wooden house was shrouded in a dim light like blood.
“Creak, creak, creak—!”
Like a swarm of insects gnawing at a corpse, cold, slippery snake scales swam across the sand.
Everyone couldn't help but feel creepy.
Dark water surged from the cabin, and twisted shadows soared up to cover the sky.
The stars and rivers are upside down, and the sun and moon are sinking.
Gradually, the cabin was completely covered by darkness and disappeared.
There was a slight vibration on the ground.
Even the last trace of the sunset's bloody light has been eaten away.
The fishy smell of the sea tide, rotten tree roots, bubbling mud, skinless, bloody and bone-drenched tentacles, they are rolled and twisted, stuffed into the mind, stirring like a whirlpool!
"Wow!"
The sound of the wave ranged from vague to non-existent, to a roaring sound!
At a certain moment, Xiwei felt like she was being wrapped in the cold sea water, and her body was sinking rapidly.
He looked around, but nothing was visible. It seemed that he had returned to modern times. He was no longer the powerful King of Winter, but just an unlucky guy who fell into the deep sea.
Slippery, rotting seaweed wrapped around his body like a spider web.
Looking up, whales covered with tentacles and eyeballs swim overhead.
A huge bloody eye in the abdomen stared at him indifferently, seeming to mock his insignificance.
Gradually I can see things around me again.
The densely packed corpses spread towards the distance.
Magnificent ravings roared in my mind! !
"Cthulhu fhtagn——!!"
The majestic boulders and pillars supporting the sky form a majestic city.
The green mud was up to the knees, and the city was dark and profound, exuding sinister and ominous malice like an abyss.
The raging sea current pushed Xiwei closer to the city that was like a giant mouth of the abyss. The walls and pillars were covered with twisted words, which squirmed like living insects. Chaotic roars came from deep underground, like the sea currents. And broken corpses, rotten meat strips, eyeballs twisted to pieces and stuffed into the ears arbitrarily!
Xiwei saw a majestic figure rising over the city.
It has a vague outline of a human, but it has the head of an octopus with tentacles dancing wildly.
The body surface is covered with dark green scales and gelatin.
It has beast-like limbs, a bloated body, giant claws, and a pair of narrow wings behind it.
The green mud on the ground is the mucus flowing from its body.
The huge green body staggered towards Xiwei, like a moving mountain.
"Cahf ah nafl mglw'nafh hh' ahor syha'h ah'legeth!"
It's talking.
Every word and every sentence is like a call from the mysterious hell.
It felt like it was finally released after a long period of time, but it was not completely released. It was more like a cold and depressing temptation, a taunt like licking the skin.
Xiwei couldn't understand, but he "understood" it.
The monster was bringing him to his knees.
Make him surrender.
"I am the Winter King!"
Xiwei gritted his teeth and supported his body to stand firm despite the pressure of landslides and tsunamis.
"I don't have people to kneel to, only people to kneel to me!"
The mountain-like figure came closer, with a sarcastic emotion in its dark green eyes.
It stretched out a big hand and pressed it towards Xiwei, like a city made of rocks falling from the sky!
Just at this moment.
A thick black fog appeared in the sea current, and it quickly spread in front of Xi Wei.
Osiristo's figure stood in front of Xi Wei, holding up a giant hand as big as the sky with one hand, and holding the sickle tightly with the other.
He looked back at Xiwei, which was also his last look at Kane and Shenglong.
This glance was filled with relief, relief, and no nostalgia.
Then he turned around, chopped off the giant hand with a knife, and turned into a dark sky to attack the giant shadow in the city.
"Cthulhu...die!"
The next moment, the black sickle broke through the sea.