Wasteland Echoer.

Chapter 541: The Dead God (Part )

Soon, other tentacles seemed to be born from the void, emerging from the twisted and violently fluctuating air, and piercing into the body of "Future" one after another.

The tentacles did not try to wrap around Future's hands and feet to control him, but instead attempted to take his life directly.

Moreover, Wright noticed that these tentacles would quickly turn black and emit a charcoal smell when they came into contact with the air here, and soon turned into contradictory objects that were rotten but extremely solid, like pieces of coal or dead trees.

"Save... me... save... ah... uh..." "Future" opened his mouth wide, trying desperately to get more oxygen from the air like a greedy beast. His lungs, which had not yet been completely alienated, were working desperately, and together with the few not-so-strong muscles in his chest, they made a heavy "whoosh" sound that contained death, like pulling a bellows.

"Poison? Or something extraordinary?" Wright guessed that these tentacles were not ordinary things, nor were they the ordinary monsters usually seen, but poisonous things formed during the long-term infection of the "ancient" power.

After all, the originally healthy, strong and powerful "Future" felt as if the central nervous system of his brain instantly lost most of its control over the body after being pierced through the body by tentacles. Otherwise, with the strength of "Future", it would not be difficult for him to break free from these relatively "thin" tentacles.

Wright naturally wanted to help "Future" escape from the predicament, but if he was also pierced by these tentacles and affected by the poison, he would never have a chance to get out.

Thinking of this, Wright decided to take a half step back, chanting a spell praising the magic power and ancient power, trying to mobilize the red magic power that had always been in abundant state in his body.

Soon, as his lips moved up and down, making contact and uttering syllables of words that were difficult for ordinary people to understand, the eight "dark touches" behind Wright were like dry grass that was moistened after a long drought, and instantly changed from being listless to being full and powerful.

He took a few steps back again, controlling the tentacles that were larger than a human and smashing them towards the group of ugly, dirty, and evil black tentacles.

boom! boom! boom!
The "Dark Touch" smashed forward, and the tentacles that were as hard as steel just now were damaged and broken under the even more powerful force.

But what surprised Wright was that when these tentacles were just broken, they desperately gushed out a light red liquid like red wine, but once they got out of control and fell to the ground, or came into contact with the "Dark Touch", they would instantly emit a "sizzling" sound of dark red smoke and rise into the air.

After attacking like this for about five or six times, the controller of the tentacles saw that the sneak attack had failed, and stopped extending tentacles from the air ripples that were emitting like ripples on the water. Instead, he let out a shrill, mournful cry that almost broke the eardrums, followed by a beast-like roar.

"I... smell a stronger... 'ancient' scent. Master Wright..., I have never seen such a strong scent before." The Future, who had barely recovered, ignored the dizziness caused by lack of oxygen, staggered to Wright's side, and said:

"I remember... I remember... in Joygler... in Kanosk... in the Demon City, and in the 'Bitter Deep Ruins', the Federal Committee... the information they obtained."

"Don't worry, 'Future', take it easy, let's deal with the danger in front of us first, then talk about other things." Wright comforted "Future", took a step forward, stretched out his hand to hug "Future" in his arms, and used the gradually expanding "Dark Mystery Touch" to protect both sides of the body, and continued to surge the part of the red magic power in the body that manifested as flames, summoning an energy body shield made of flames with a shape similar to the Crusaders used in the human era.

The shield appeared in front of him and the "future" like a projection, and on its surface was "carved" a double-headed eagle with an iris in its mouth, about to spread its wings and fly.

The strong dark magic power and the breath of "ancient power" were naturally not ignored by Light. However, they could not affect Light's mind at all. Even though he was trapped in this "Red Fantasy Ruins" for thirty years, Light's mind was still the same as when he was in the Sunne Empire, and could not be affected by any extraordinary power at all.

He will not feel lost, will not collapse, will not go crazy, and will not be manic. If we throw away the emotions that belong to humans, no one will be able to tell whether Wright is a carbon-based life or a silicon-based life.

Wright, who was prepared for sneak attacks, quietly searched for the specific location of the operator of the tentacles, while waiting for the possible "monster" to launch another attack.

It seems that in such a field filled with "sorrow" and "ancient" power, all creatures will become impetuous and lose patience.

Time did not take as long as Wright had expected. After only three or four seconds, a moist, earthy dark cloud quickly gathered in the air.

Less than half a minute later, the condensed dark clouds completely covered the scorching sun that was originally hanging high in the sky, seemingly forever and never extinguished, like a huge curtain, making most of the light swallowed up by the thick darkness. There was no vegetation covering this endless world. Under the darkness, it was like a layer of coal ash. The remaining dead trees showed a sick and pitiful posture. The dark clouds were like long-dead ghosts, as if they were looking down from the sky at the pitiful creatures struggling in the long night.

Soon, a human-like arm that was larger than the size of Wright and "Future" combined emerged from the darkness, mixed with a strong bloody vapor, and slammed towards the "Red Kite Eagle Shield".

Boom!
Boom!
Boom!
The force of the blows was extremely heavy, just like the big guys who were eager to win prize money to improve their lives or satisfy their desires in the underground boxing arenas controlled by independent armed forces within the Cruz Federation.

Wright was not to be outdone, and desperately mobilized the red magic power in his body to "add bricks and tiles" to the shield, causing its surface to ignite an increasingly dense red flame that was enough to illuminate the surrounding space.

Seeing that the first attack did not work, the manipulator behind the scenes continued to swing this huge fist and increased the frequency of the bombardment.

Soon, with the bombardment, countless palm-sized pieces of fire flew out, fell on the ground, merged with the yellow sand, and turned into a pool of extremely solid obsidian.

Because he had to guard against sneak attacks from both sides and could not overdraw the red magic power, Wright did not dare to use his full strength, but just barely maintained the existence of the "Red Kite Eagle Shield".

The owner of the giant hand seemed to have seen through Wright's thoughts. Finally, with a roar mixed with lightning, a layer of terrifying dark flames emerged on the surface of the giant hand. With the powerful force of a pile driver, it finally shattered the "Red Kite Eagle Shield".

Fortunately, Wright was aware of the power of the "shield". At the moment when the fatal punch was about to hit his head, he picked up the "Future" who was still in a semi-dizzy state and flew into the air. He drew a beautiful fiery red parabola in the air nearly 10 meters high and landed steadily on a dry riverbed meters away.

At this moment, the shattered flame remnants of the "Red Kite Eagle Shield" flew everywhere, dispersing more than half of the dark clouds above, and also revealing the true form of the "monster" hiding behind the scenes and controlling everything.

The first second he saw the monster, Wright could never believe that there was such an ugly thing in the world.

This monster was indeed huge, about 30 meters tall, but its entire body looked like a pile of worthless flesh that was forcibly and disorderly spliced ​​together from most of the ugly and disgusting things known to mankind.

That's right, the monster looks like a ball of flesh made up of various creatures, but it's not a furry, cute round hedgehog, but a ball of squirming flesh.

There is indeed a lot of skin tissue on the surface of these meats, but some look like humans, some look like "dire wolves", some look like bears, and some look like old meat that has just been thawed from a refrigerator or cold cellar. But without exception, they all look like they have their hair removed.

However, these pieces of meat were wriggling, constantly changing their positions on the body. They seemed to be infected by some kind of bacteria, and many sunken crater-like wounds had appeared on the surface, from which a foul-smelling liquid mixed with red and milky white colors flowed out.

Supporting the movement of these flesh are four completely different strong limbs, one like a tree, one like steel, one like a beast, and one like a human. They are spliced ​​on the body in a completely random way that humans cannot imagine, but they can strangely enable it to maintain a relatively fast movement ability.

What is even more difficult to understand is that there are two unfolding black wings growing on top of the meat ball. If the darkness covers most of the meat ball's body, leaving only the two wings, people might mistakenly think it is a dragon.

But in fact, these dragon-like wings cannot be closed, because two machine gun barrels are forcibly installed on their surface, as well as a huge cannon barrel in the middle that is similar to the newly reproduced "Hyacinth" artillery of the Cruz Federation.

The tentacles just now seemed to extend straight out of the flesh ball, and the huge fist, perhaps its fifth limb, disappeared in the sudden flames when it broke the "Red Kite Eagle Shield", turning into a pool of pus and blood that was enough to drown the relatively weak body of Wright or "The Future".

"What I want to tell you is... Lord Light... 'Pramini', the Lord of Eternal Red, once he dies here... he will... he will not really die. 'Divinity' will degenerate into 'Breath of Mutation', and 'Ancient Power' will turn him into a monster." The Future reminded:

"The speed of time in the palace hall just now is only 13/2000 of that here, and the speed of time here is / of that in the outside world. Any existence, even gods, will be destroyed and become a complete monster if it exists here for hundreds of years. In the records of the old empire, it is called 'Pramini's Tragedy'."