I became the old one

Chapter 177 Feather God Takes Again (Subscribe)
Rumble!
In the warp, the goddess Elgani has been paying attention to the situation of the feathered snake dragon.

Upon discovering that his brother had been wounded, Elgany stood up from his throne and wanted to help.

But at this time.

A huge thunder appeared over the battlefield.

The blazing thunder, like an inverted giant tree, pierced the barrier between the subspace and the physical universe. It was extremely brilliant and unscrupulously demonstrated the ambition and power of the king of gods.

Elgani's face was gloomy, and his slender fingers clenched the hilt of the sword in his hand.

In an instant.

Things seemed to be plummeting rapidly toward an abyss of irreversibility.

But at this moment, a turning point appeared in Elgany's mind.

"So you've been here all this time, Feather God Istaya."

Elgany looked up.

In the dimness, it seems that pure and sacred light can be seen, gathering into an ocean in the depths of the subspace, and a beautiful life like a butterfly is flapping its wings and shuttles quickly.

She slowly withdrew her gaze, and her frown gradually relaxed.

There seems to be a certain connection between the active periods of the Old Ones. Most of the Old Ones fall asleep at a certain time and become active at a certain time.

Even his own father, Primordial Flame and Chaos, the God of Chaos, obeyed this law.

And now, when these two ancient Great Ones come alive.

Another ancient being born on this continent, Feather God Istya, also ushered in a new round of activity.

On the battlefield between the old days.

Feathered snake dragon frowned, muscles tensed all over.

If it's just a single Old One, he still has the confidence to deal with it.

But now, Hastur, the king in yellow, is in the dark, and Cthulhu, the lord of Minglalaiye, is caught off guard. It is impossible for Feathered Viper to defend against the joint attack of the two old rulers without injury.

"The situation is a bit bad."

Feathered snake dragon thought to himself.

Even so, Feathered Serpentine did not fall into despair.

He still has the power of the void, even if he can't fight, he can escape from the two old besiegers.

What's more, although Hastur, the king in yellow, looks like a tiger, but behind him, Cthulhu's fat and deformed face is obviously full of reluctance and even a little bit of uncontrollable fear.

Thousands of years have passed...

But the fear left in Cthulhu's heart by his father's original fire still hasn't dissipated.

Even, because of the fight with Typhon last time, this fear became more profound.

Cthulhu shot himself, not from the heart.It is more likely that they were coerced by Hastur, the king in yellow. Of course, the thinking among the old rulers cannot be speculated logically.

Therefore, this idea is just the feather snake dragon's own guess.

But then you can try to break through from Cthulhu, and then quickly escape from the battlefield with the help of the void authority.

The itching from the wound became more intense.

Even half of the body was vaguely uncontrollable, many rotten granulation sprouted from the wound, and pus and blood flowed, which looked very disgusting.

Feathered snake dragon took a deep breath and realized that he had to act faster.

Otherwise, the longer the time drags on, the easier it is to change.

thought here.

Feathered snake dragon no longer hesitated, turned around, and sprayed a fiery breath towards Cthulhu.

The big octopus hidden in the smoke immediately reacted in a hurry. Taking advantage of this opportunity, Feathered Serpentine used its power of the void, its huge body appeared and disappeared, and wanted to escape from the battlefield.

But at this time.

A sense of restraint suddenly came from his body.

Feathered snake dragon returned to the real world from the hidden state of the void with a somewhat ugly expression, only to see that his rotten wound was covered with a layer of earthy yellow smoke at some point.

If you look closely, it's not actually a smoke screen.

It is densely packed with tens of thousands of flying insects. It is only because of the large number and the small size of the body that it roughly looks like smoke.

These flying insects are connected to the main body of Hastur, the king in yellow, like a strange chain bound to the feather snake dragon's body, making it difficult for him to escape from the battlefield.

"Things have become a little difficult..." Feathered snake dragon frowned.

He saw the robe of the king in yellow swell, accompanied by a voice: "You can't escape."

Swish!
Unfortunately.

The king in yellow is only three seconds handsome.

Before he could even finish his words, a bright light fell from the sky.

At the beginning, there was only one ray of light, but in an instant more and more rays of light fell down, and they became brighter and brighter. Hundreds of millions of rays of light gathered together and turned into a sea.

The surging and holy power is condensed in the golden sea of ​​light.

A huge butterfly with a wingspan of more than 3000 meters, covering the sky and the sun, descended on the battlefield out of thin air.

She opens her mouth.

What came out was not sound.

It is a circle of light waves that spread outward, and the bright light waves contain destructive power.

The calm lake water began to ripple under this force, and then boiled and rolled.The surrounding hard ground sank like water waves, the huge forest was destroyed, tens of hundreds of meters high giant trees were uprooted under this force, and the terrifying shock wave swept across the surroundings.

Within a radius of dozens of kilometers, there was a mess.

In the very center of the battlefield, Hastur, the king in yellow, suffered the most damage.

When Cthulhu attacked Yulin just now, it didn't use all its strength because of the existence of the Primordial Fire, so Yulin had enough reaction time to deal with it easily.

But this time the attack was different.

Feathered snake dragon inherited the power and partial authority of Su Heng and Feather God Istya.

In a sense, it is the heir of the two.But Istya, the Feather God, had just woken up from a sleep that lasted thousands of years, when he saw his offspring being severely injured.

Even the gentle and kind Yushen fell into an almost crazy rage at this time.

The top-notch old days with all their strength are undoubtedly more terrifying forces than natural disasters.

Like a radiant meteorite falling mercilessly from outer space, the body of Hastur, the king in yellow, was pierced by this force in an instant, and his tall body was squeezed and deformed.

Blood-like liquid gushes out from the holes in the body.

His body was twisted, torn, evaporated... and only a charred torso remained.In the distance, Cthulhu, who had witnessed all this, could not bear to cover his eyes, and wanted to retreat silently.

But his huge body is as conspicuous as a mountain of meat, how can he escape the keen eyes of Istya, the feather god.

Istya left Hastur's scarred body on the ground, then opened his mouth and let out a sharp roar, a beam of light tore through the wilderness, and spread the circular arc-shaped high-energy apertures that spread layers upon layers of Cthulhu's fat body. The body is pierced.

Then Istya flapped her wings, rushed to the top of Cthulhu's head, and fought with the fat boy.

(End of this chapter)