打屁屁游戏

Chapter 563: Sōkyoku

A mighty force that could not be expressed with words suddenly rushed out from the depths of the earth. This caused the already broken earth to be completely torn apart by this extreme violence once again.

Although a city that was not famous, it also had all kinds of history. Under this destructive attack of heaven and earth, it had completely become a scene after the end of the world.

However, this was only the beginning!

As a god that had descended into the world, how could there not be a welcoming ceremony that matched his identity?

Rumble!!!

Volcanic ash piled up in the clouds. The visible particles formed a giant cloud that was stirred up by the invisible hand, as if it was the giant mouth of the abyss that devoured the world.

The lava that gushed out from the depths of the earth vein was lifted up by the huge impact and rushed straight into the clouds in the sky. Then, it shattered and exploded into a gorgeous ring of fire. It also cut through the atmosphere like a group of falling stars, leaving behind countless scarlet traces. It was as if it was offering gorgeous fireworks for the arrival of the gods.

Along with the countless 'light fireworks' falling down, the red streaks that were drawn out illuminated the huge and formidable arm bit by bit in the eyes of Lod and Michael.

The pale gray arm seemed to be a pillar that stood tall in this world in ancient times. Even though it had been washed away by the long river of time, it was still unable to erase its ancient aura. A rotten and ancient feeling arose.

Although it was very far away from the arm, because it was too large, even an ordinary person could clearly and intuitively see the structure of the surface!

Countless grey shells that looked like fish scales were arranged in reverse. They covered the surface of the arm, so from a distance, it gave people the feeling of deathly pale.

The scales of the ash gray shell were fluctuating in a very small manner. When they opened and closed, they released some light gray substance. It was as if there was some kind of creature hidden underneath, and it was breathing rhythmically.

In the gap between the grey scales opening and closing, Lod condensed his spirit energy into his eyes, raising his vision to an astonishing level. Like an eagle, he penetrated the volcanic ash fog that was scattered by the lava and saw what was hidden under the scales.

But after looking at it, he was surprised. Or, it should be said that the strange thing was hidden under the gray scales, not the disgusting things he imagined.

It was neither a sticky tentacle like an octopus nor a few hundred thousand dead heads, nor was it a gelatinous gelatinous matter. In short, it had nothing to do with anything that could be described as disgusting.

Underneath the grayish-black scales were pitch-black holes that were tightly arranged like a rattan pot, as if they had been gnawed open by some kind of creature. They were even more disgusting than the tentacles!

The holes that looked like rattan pots were of different sizes and shapes. They were tightly arranged and densely packed, giving people the feeling that there were countless empty eyes that were silently watching you through those holes.

Lod immediately felt his scalp go numb. He immediately looked away, but his entire body still seemed to have been electrocuted. He could not help but tremble slightly.

Even people without dense fear would feel extremely uncomfortable when they saw such a dense and large number of holes, as if they were deep black and quiet.

If it was someone who lived by the sea, they might be able to understand this feeling better. If they went to a rock wall or reef by the sea, they could almost see that it was covered with rattan pots.

Just imagine.

If the number of these rattan pots were suddenly magnified to hundreds of thousands of times, and they were densely packed in front of him, what kind of feeling would you have? Just this extremely visual impact scene was enough to make any person with dense phobia die on the spot.

The disgusting nature would not disappear, and it would only change from one form to another - the law of nausea and conservation, BY: Lod Carl.

After forcibly moving his eyes away, Lod suddenly felt a surge of warmth, and the sweet and melodious hymns sounded in his ears.

The ethereal and sweet female voice instantly suppressed the crazy ravings, which made the nerves in his mind tear apart, and the invisible pain eased greatly.

Without those crazy ravings, Lod finally got rid of the stiff situation on his limbs. He turned around and saw Michael's hands clasped in front of her chest, like a holy praying girl in the church. The holy prayer song came from her mouth.

There were fine beads of sweat on the angel's beautiful face. Her long golden hair that was scattered on the ground was already soaked in sweat. Her jade-like eyes were filled with fatigue that could be seen with the naked eye.

.........

The sweat gathered to the bottom of his cheeks, drawing a stunning arc, finally flowing on the dirty ground, and gradually moistening the thick dust.

In order to help him resist the crazy ravings, this Seraph had to bear a great deal of pressure. Moreover, judging from her current state, it was obviously impossible for her to hold on for too long!

Lod analyzed the current situation in his mind and found that the situation was not optimistic, and it had already reached a critical juncture!

Judging from the appearance of the arm, the summoning ritual of Wilbur could not be said to be completely successful.

The Five Dragons should have an effect. At least, it destroyed the spirit particles in this region, causing the summoning ritual to be incomplete. Only a part of it was summoned, and the summoning ritual of the Evil God was still lacking.

In other words.

This was their last chance!

If he did not take advantage of this time to think of a way to completely destroy that terrifying arm or the summoning ritual, the moment the angel's voice disappeared, he would be attacked by those crazy ravings, so much so that he could not even mobilize his spiritual energy!

Recalling those crazy ravings, Lod could not help but feel some lingering fear. If he was alone, he might not be able to solve it.

"Quick."

"I... can not hold on for long!"

The angel girl's prayers were gradually falling. The crazy ravings came back, faintly echoing in his ears.

Lod understood that the situation was dangerous. He could no longer think about it. He had to get rid of that incomplete Evil God body as soon as possible!

Phew

The huge palm slowly spread out. The clouds and mist were rippled, and the roaring air howled in the sky. Five fingers of different shapes and shapes seemed to hold the entire sky in the palm of his hand. Even the light of the sun had dimmed at this moment.

"I can only use it."

Lod suddenly took a deep breath and then spat out all the air in his lungs. He raised his hand and pressed it on the ground. Spiritual Power, which was in his body, surged again and poured out as if he didn't want any inside his body system!

Rumble.

A huge spear that was a hundred meters tall suddenly broke out from the shaking ground. The top of it was a huge sword blade that was shaped like a half moon and exuded an invisible pressure.

The huge spear shaped weapon was just standing here. The sharp air that rushed into the sky seemed to pierce through the sky. The airflow that rolled up faintly emitted a sharp cry, like the cry of a divine beast.

The Spear of Sōkyoku!

This was a trump card that Lod had hidden in the beginning. It was originally an execution prop for Wilbur Wattley.

It was just that he did not expect that things would go contrary to his wishes.

In the end, he would use Sōkyoku to kill an incomplete god!