Vol 2 Chapter 1655 23. In Make an appointment for cosmetic surgery, expedited

   Chapter 1655 23. In? Make an appointment for cosmetic surgery, the expedited one.

The weird ghost dragged the elf war sword tiredly and disappeared into the dark door that he had opened. Its spirit seemed to be affected, and it kept muttering to himself that he had made a terrible mistake. Crazy again.

   But Mograine understood the ethereal’s few words.

   His face changed drastically, and instead of leaving, he quickly chased after the bodies of the slain Shadow Guards.

The closer the    is to the core area of ​​the Triumvirate’s seat, the more terrifying the void shock the Archbishop endured. As he walked along the ruins all over the void to the inner layer of the palace, he again heard the dark song that had puzzled him before.

   That singing is not gone!

   It was simply suppressed by another, more vicious Void Will.

   When Mograine climbed over the collapsed palace wall that had been completely shrouded in substantial shadows and entered the deepest part of the ruins under the double shock of his mind, he glanced at the deep pit below, and then stood there.

   “My God, the Holy Light is above, what the **** is this?”

   The well-informed Archbishop witnessed the sun being destroyed by demons in the War of the Stars, and saw the complete star disintegrate before his eyes.

   He has seen a world wiped out in an instant, and he has seen the wicked deeds of the Legion ravaging the stars.

   But nothing can bring him such horror and shock as now.

Below    is the solid darkness rolling in, and a behemoth with an indiscernible form is curling up in it.

   Its tentacles penetrated deep into the ground and penetrated the ground of the entire seat of the Triumvirate. The previous weak earthquake was caused by the twitching of this thing.

   Just its exposed body is the size of a hill, and that strange phantom just now kept saying that this terrifying thing was about to begin to devour the world, which seemed not to be a lie.

   Judging from the dark power it exhibits, it may really have the ability to devour the world.

  Mograine knew he was standing on the body of this behemoth. But no matter how he blinked or rubbed his eyes, he couldn’t see the true face of what was hidden in the darkness.

   His attention quickly triggered the vigilance of the dark will in the darkness, and a dark tentacle shaped like a shadow sprang out from the collapse of the ground, rolling the archbishop up into the air.

   “Don’t look! Close your eyes!”

   A familiar voice rang in the ears of the archbishop who was about to call for the Holy Light to fight to the death, causing Mograine to open his eyes suddenly, and he exclaimed:

   “Black? This is you? How did you become like this?”

   “No, it’s not me, what you see is just the projection of a monster from the occasional nightmare of a mighty pirate on the material world”

  Black tried to babble a few words in a helpless voice, but after the tremor of one of his tentacles caused another earthquake, both the pirate and the archbishop fell into an eerie and awkward silence.

   After a few seconds, the smelly pirate sighed and said:

   “Oh, who am I lying to?

   Well, well, this is me.

It seems that I underestimated my own strength growth. I originally thought that it would take a while to become a demigod. Strength bottleneck.

   I said that my super strength will one day cause trouble for me, alas, the prophecy of disaster has come into effect.

  伱Wait a minute.

   Once I get used to this new power, I can turn myself back into that handsome and dashing pirate.

   But I warn you, Archbishop.

   Don’t talk nonsense about everything you see after you go out, or I’ll turn you into a fool who can only drool. I can easily do that now. ”

   In Black’s deterrent sound, a poised spiritual power approached Mograine, and the archbishop could feel the heaviness of the dark power that was not triggered.

  As it approached, the Archbishop’s mind, blessed by the Holy Light, trembled.

   But when he was tangled by black tentacles and approached Black, he was protected by the void of the Thousand Tongue Demon, and the impact of the strange dark song on the archbishop’s spiritual level was quickly weakened to the afterglow like waves on the water.

Of course, being too close to a genuine Old God still made him tortured by his thoughts of truth, but Mograine had already made a monument of sin for himself when he was in Azeroth. Although it was far away from the stars, the monument of sin still in effect.

   This allowed the Archbishop to barely hold on.

   He looked at the fallen body twisting and rolling in the dark with a shocking gesture, as if watching the terrifying birth of the beast that devoured the world.

   “I swear in the name of the Holy Light that I will not talk nonsense about everything I see.”

   he assured, then asked in a low voice:

   “Does this attitude really have no effect on you? Can you really return to your human form?”

   “Hey, who are you looking down on?”

  Black “pouted” in the dark.

   This slight movement immediately caused a violent shaking of the entire Tribunal’s seat. With his current abyss appearance, a slight change in posture would create a geographical disaster on the spot.

   He finally understood why the titans had to create strong cages to hold the ancient gods. The pure physical strength of these guys is simply unbelievable!

   But that’s really not what Blake wanted.

   No one is more aware of the huge disadvantage brought by the huge size than pirates. As an outstanding pirate who killed two ancient gods with his own hands, he has enough reasons to despise his bloated appearance now.

   “I am a neutral person who walks both order and chaos. In addition to the ‘too generous’ blessing of the void, I also have the gift of life force. Although it is obviously a little out of balance now, it doesn’t matter.

   A short-term balance can still be achieved. ”

   Black, who had been “ugly crying” by himself, hid in the dark and whispered to the archbishop in a bored and boring voice:

   “I’ll just have to wait until Mac’Aree’s night falls, preferably with a full moon. Ah, how did I forget this thing? I remember I put it on

  Uh, it seems that the murloc servant I gave to me has been waxed for maintenance, and I don’t know if that guy wiped me clean. ”

  As Blake cheered in surprise, a tentacle covered with dark thorns curled into a fist in front of the Archbishop in the shaking of the ruins of the entire seat of the Triumvirate, and began to slowly charge again.

  The pirate moved his mountain-like body in the shadow that covered the earth, and said to the archbishop:

   “Go, find the rusher, bring it to me, don’t disturb others! Especially Little Star. I don’t want her to see my bad form.

   This will seriously destroy the perfect hero image in the girl’s mind. ”

   “Wait! You don’t mean to.”

   As the tentacles clenched into fists smashed over him, Archbishop Mograine screamed:

   “Hey, I can teleport! Don’t!!”

“boom”

   In the collision with a loud noise, Archbishop Mograine was hit head-on by a steel chariot traveling at the highest speed.

   His whole body turned into a “baseball” that was knocked into the air in the Holy Light package. At the moment of starting, he traveled three times the speed of sound, and was still accelerating.

   Even the body of lightcasting can’t stand such “violent teleportation”. If Mograine hadn’t opened the holy shield quickly, the impact from the Thousand Tongue Demon just now would have been enough to shatter his body.

In the screams of the archbishop’s elongated voice, he was like a golden meteor streaking across Mac’Aree’s sky, traversing the entire earth in just a few seconds and smashing into the mountain on the edge of the Mystery Palace. , a herringbone shape was concave in the solid rock, and it was difficult to escape under the splash of the bricks and stones of the Holy Light.

   Mograine glanced at the tattered armor on his body.

   He really wanted to give the Demon of Thousand Tongues a ruthless gesture with his middle finger, but the high moral self-cultivation from the Archbishop of the Holy Light Legion made him forcibly hold back this inappropriate action.

   Thinking of the terrifying impact on his will when he just witnessed Blake’s face of the abyss, the archbishop immediately opened his legs and went to find the little fishman Benpolba.

  The Archbishop is not an ignorant person.

   When he faced the Demon of Thousand Tongues just now, he could feel that the pirates were trying their best to suppress his void field, but he just surrounded the corrosive power of the void impact on the seat of the Triumvirate. God knows how long he can hold on?

  If the delay is too long, the dark majesty of the ancient gods erupts, and the whole Mac’Aree is finished.

   And the crazy strange phantom told him that the purpose of Black’s ancient **** form was to devour Argus, a world with star souls.

   I dare not think about this question, it really makes people feel a chill in their heads.

   On the other side, after driving Mograine away, Blake moved several of his eyes in the darkness, looking at himself now with a gesture of grief greater than death.

   Frankly speaking, the abyss face of Black, the ancient god, is not ugly, at least it is much “slim” compared to the “traditional” ancient god.

  There were no disgusting pustules or twisted flesh growing on his body.

   Probably because the pirates have been consciously fantasizing about their ancient god’s face in their hearts, but they were heard by the will of the void.

He would exist in a “lying” posture in the big hole that was opened by the eruption of the Void. It is estimated that it can reach nearly 200 meters.

  The upper body vaguely maintains a human shape, but the limbs have disappeared, replaced by nearly a hundred snake-shaped tentacles with black spikes extending from the lower body, and the top of each tentacle has a rolling eye.

   This looks like a deep sea squid at first glance.

   But at the other end of the slender body, there is a head that is enlarged in almost the same proportion as a human head, basically maintaining the ancient gods’ tradition of “doing not look like a human”.

  The pirates didn’t even create a magic mirror to look at themselves, what else is there to look at? It’s like having seven big and small eyes. Is it still good-looking?

   He was really afraid that he would be ugly crying by himself.

   But it’s not all bad.

  After truly giving birth to the face of the abyss, the pirates’ mastery of the power of the void has once again reached a higher level.

At this time, he felt that pure void energy was pouring down from the invisible sea of ​​no light. .

His thinking has been greatly expanded, and the time that he could not perceive has become clear. He can clearly feel the existence of the river of time, and those complicated and obscure magic principles can be integrated with a move in his mind. through.

   He can also smell the existence of knowledge and wisdom, or in the term of the void beings, “truth”!

   He can perceive the truths that exist in all things and smell their fragrance, he can touch them and try to deconstruct them, merge them, learn them.

   All kinds of knowledge about arcane magic that were crammed into memory from Dean Lanyue were also more deeply rationalized. As long as he wanted, he could use the power of the void to simulate the law of arcane operation.

   All wisdom in the world will be used by him.

   And such thoughts of truth are realized as pirates in the material world. At this time, as long as you move your mind, you can perceive every life in Mac’Aree, and those originally invisible mortal thoughts seem to be materialized.

  Black felt that he could tug at those “heartstrings” and tangle them into a mess if he wanted to.

   or even rougher!

   Use your own huge thoughts as a thrust, and push **** those entangled heart strings, you can create a “psychic storm” that directly affects the soul.

   This is not his limit yet.

   He could feel that as long as he “worked harder”, his thoughts could continue to extend to the entire range of Argus, and the chaotic thoughts of those demons would also be used by him.

   But Argus is the holy place of the Fel Force, and even if Black really gave birth to the Face of the Abyss, it would be suppressed in this place.

   He still doesn’t want to startle the snake, so he is consciously controlling the flow of his huge tidal thoughts.

  The brute force of this ugly body is also very huge. Just moving a tentacle at will can crack the ground under his feet. Black can feel that as long as he wants, his tentacles can extend all the way down to the heart of the world.

   Of course, Mac’Aree’s situation was special. He drilled all the way down and would only pierce the crust and plunge his tentacles into the fel magma below.

   In the end, the world of Argus has entered its final apocalypse, it has been occupied by fel energy as its own domain, and an ancient **** cannot devour this world through traditional corruption methods.

Pirates awakened the abyss in such a world, and also clarified the advanced path of the ancient gods. Compared with the “professional planning” of the ancient gods of Azeroth, Blake has opened up another career of **** difficulty. career.

   This is also destined to revise his original plan in the Argus world.

   “It’s so ugly, it’s not the same as the beautiful ancient **** I want!”

The pirate’s heart was howling, his thoughts turned into a real spiritual shock and rolled outward, causing the shadow guards who were still alive but completely insane in the ruins of the ancient gods to hold their heads and scream miserably. The wailing of the two worlds was hacked to death one by one, granting them a merciful death.

   After going crazy like this for several minutes, Blake sighed countless times. He first calmed down the mental storm he had caused, and then activated his lower body’s tentacles to stand up his slender and weird body from the ground.

   He summoned the power of the void to cover his body with a flowing shattered cloak, covering his body tightly.

   He created a hood covering the head on the head, and let the faint purple light cover the face under the hood.

   But the tentacles sprouting under the shattered edge of the void cloak stretched out in the power of the void like a flurry of snakes, making the pirates feel like they were living in the swarm of terrifying snakes.

   He propped up his body with his tentacles and stood in the shadow of the seat of the Triumvirate, his posture darker than darkness protruding a lonely back in the shadow.

   To be honest, even if you don’t say a word in such a form, the mystery and depraved majesty will be filled directly!

  The pirate looked melancholy at the starry sky under the cover of the Void Cloak. Although it was still Mac’Aree’s day, he could still see the sky full of stars above his head.

  The mysterious and messy sea of ​​stars in the past also reflects a different kind of charm in the eyes of Blake, who is now “brain-opened”.

   He seems to be able to understand the complex connection between the stars and use his just-grown, very unique thinking organ to infer future trends and developments from the stars.

   But he was too lazy to do that.

   He just stared at the shining galaxy in the sky, letting the dim starlight projected on him.

   “The only good news is that Xal’atas is sure to be ecstatic about my pregnancy. I’ve become an ugly one, and no other woman will rob me of her.”

   In the floating of the void cloak he fashioned for himself, Blake thought bitterly:

   “She might let me use this form to be with her. Uh, I feel bad just thinking about it.”

  Ps:

  If you can’t imagine it, search for “The King of Yellow Clothes”, and then imagine the cloak as purple and black, which is probably that image.

   (end of this chapter)