The temple of Qila seeped nearly a hundred meters below the ground, and the palace of the Twin Emperors looked like the end of the temple, but in fact, continuing downward, you could find a passage further underground, but unlike the rest of the temple, this downward passage was full of some kind of cold energy, and it was like two worlds above.

And patrolling this passage are all the highest-ranking Zerg Lords of the Qila Zerg Empire, as well as some specially modified Colossi of Anubis, compared to the Colossus Legion in the ruins of Qila, Anubis here is taller and larger, and his body also shines with the light of special magic.

Walking in this large dimly lit cave, the cold that seeps into the bone marrow and the noisy whispers that rings in your ears always make people feel like they are walking into hell.

"Don't you draw your sword? Tyrion. ”

Yuna, who sat on the shoulders of the Great Lord, looked at the Zerg Lords who were rushing towards them in the midst of the noise, the colorful Zerg priests with various colors of worm beetles, and the fierce Quira royal guards, who were driven by a certain will, rushed from all directions to Tyrion standing in the middle of the passage. Dawnblade.

The High Lord stood very relaxed, and as Yuna watched curiously, he held out his finger, a faint black flame swirling between him.

"The sword is used to challenge the strong, child..."

Tyrion replied softly, and then flicked the faint flame forward, and the flame swirled rapidly in the cold air, and in the blink of an eye, the vortex gate wrapped in black mist-like energy opened between Tyrion and the rushing insects, and the howling spirit wind poured out of the gate, and the extreme, soul-like cold covered the carapace of the fastest group of insects with white frost.

A black shadow "floated" out of the gate, it looked like a human, but the dark power covering its body was like a tattered hooded cloak, hiding its face in the dark hood, and when you looked closely, you could only see two eyes that shone with a dark blue halo, and under the tattered cuffs that extended from its sides, the exposed arms were as thin as wood, like the claws of some kind of monster.

This strange creature has no legs, and under its body are constantly swaying tattered corners, and its movement in the air is very flexible, and aside from its terrifying appearance, this floating movement is unexpected... Brisk.

It spun around Tyrion and Yuna quickly, then stopped in front of the High Lord, floating up and down slightly, as if waiting for orders.

Yuna, the little ghost, widened her eyes as she looked at the floating creatures in front of her, and she screamed:

"Dementors, alas!"

Yes, despite the drastic change in appearance, the cold energy emanating from this creature is still fresh in Yuna's memory, and this is the Dementor who plundered souls everywhere in the wilderness of the Dead Realm.

The most feared creature in the Dead Realm... Probably the only living thing.

"No, no, no, Yuna."

Tyrion shook his head, rubbing his chin and looking at his "work" in front of him, a hint of satisfaction flashed in his dark blue eyes, and he said:

"They have a new name, so let's call them... Death. ”

After saying that, the Great Lord's hand flicked outward, and the black Grim Reaper suspended in the air suddenly understood, it let out a strange scream, like a banshee who opened its throat and shouted, it spun in a circle in the air lightly, and then rushed towards the approaching, screaming, noisy insects with bullet-like speed.

In the swaying of the dark vortex gate behind it, the second, third, and fourth Grim Reaper rushed out of the gate one after another like a swarm of scavenging crows, and in just a second, the air of this tall cavern was filled with nearly a hundred Grim Reapers.

And the Grim Reaper who rushed the fastest moment approached the Qila Imperial Guard, its hands clenched, a black light shining on the tips of its fingers, and the moment it staggered with the enemy, a black, swaying energy scythe flashed away in the wave of the Grim Reaper's arm.

The monstrous weapon swept through the necks of the five wormmen, but it did not cut their shells, or even cause any damage to their bodies, but the wormmen who had been slashed by the scythe of death were like they had suffered a sudden death, their eyes shining with a vicious light lost their luster in the next moment, and their bodies that were still charging rolled forward under the action of inertia, and finally stopped between the wet earth.

On the battlefield where the souls roared, deadly black light splashed in all directions, and the ferocious attacks of the insects could not hurt the light and spirited gods of death at all, as if those ghosts holding war scythes had no entity at all.

Yuna, glowing with a faint light, leapt off Tyrion's shoulder, and with the shadow of the light elongated behind her, she ran to the fallen wormmen, poking at their corpses with her wand.

"They're all dead!"

The little ghost looked back at Tyrion as she strolled forward, and she asked curiously:

"How did they die? Obviously, there are no injuries on the body. ”

"Soul."

Tyrion reached out and took Yuna's small hand, one tall and one short, walking on the battlefield shrouded in screams and howls of fear, as if they were walking in their own garden.

The Great Lord explained to the ignorant little Yuna:

"Do you remember when we encountered the Dementors in the Dead Realm? Those creatures rarely attack physically, and their main means of attack is soul slashing, and I have strengthened the advantage of these Grim Reapers' soul attacks, so that they can easily kill with one hit when encountering opponents with weak soul strength, such as these insects who focus on body strength. ”

As she spoke, Yuna saw rows of insects in front of her that had been cut down like wheat, and the power and ferocity of these insects were useless in the wreak of death that were interspersed with battle formations.

However, in front of the few who have energy attack methods, the war scythes of the Grim Reaper are not so powerful, these Soul Slayers use their huge spiritual power to gather into an invisible blade, which can cut through the body of the Grim Reaper, but those who were cut off did not die, but turned into a dark mist and dissipated in the air, being absorbed by other Grim Reapers.

The Zerg Spirit Slayer wanted to continue attacking, but in the next moment, more than 14 Grim Reapers, roared from four directions, and under their cluster attack, the powerful souls of these rare energy users were sliced to pieces in an instant.

"Not bad, right?"

Tyrion looked at the battlefield ravaged by the Grim Reaper, more than 1,500 high-level insects were slaughtered by less than 100 Grim Reapers, and this speed of culling made the Great Lord very satisfied.

Yuna, however, was concerned about something else, as she looked at her glowing hands, turned her head to look at Tyrion, and asked crisply:

"I'm also a ghost, since the Grim Reaper can kill souls, then I should be able to do it too, right?"

"Hmm..."

Tyrion glanced at the glow of the light that bloomed on Yuna's body, it was the first time he had seen such a ghost, so as he traveled through the battlefield full of insect corpses, he replied with some uncertainty:

"Theoretically you can too, but... Maybe you need more practice, practice... Of course, you're missing a good weapon. ”

"Let's go, let's go talk to the 'great' Elder God. ”

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After losing the "Domination War" between the Old Gods and the Titan Guardians, Cthun was sealed in a special cage for the Guardians.

The ancient gods used to seal the same powerful spiritual power and body cannot be simply tied up with chains, in fact, the cages made by the Titan Guardians are very ingenious.

In the deepest part of the earth, the Guardians have formed the foundation of the cage with Titan conduits, and these special energies glowing with blue halos are the embodiment of extreme arcane, like a thick wall that traps the fallen will of the Elder Gods and severs it from the outside world.

The Elder Gods are also living beings, and they also need to "eat".

Hundreds of thousands of years of imprisonment have prevented the Elder Gods from accessing the energy at the core of the world, unable to corrupt the world as a means of feeding, they have become very weak, and in order to ensure their continuation, the Elder Gods have to turn to find some "inferior" "ingredients".

The soul, the soul of living beings.

The energy of the souls did not satisfy the Elder Gods, but it could keep their already weak power from continuing to weaken.

At this time, in the dim hall of the Sealing Temple of the Ancient God Seal, nearly 300 meters underground, on the ancient stone slab covered with the Titan God Pattern, a disgusting, air-filled smell of blood continued to churn, and the corpses of nearly 10,000 cultists of the Twilight Hammer were lying all over the floor of this temple, judging from the degree of distortion of their corpses, before they died, a jaw-dropping chaos must have broken out between these tens of thousands of cultists.

They tore open the corpses of their companions with crude weapons, teeth, fingers, and in the midst of blood, in the most chaotic and frantic fights, in a twisted cult ritual, offering everything they had to their "gods".

And in the middle of this mountain of corpses and the sea of blood, there is a large circular pit, and those blood and water like a stream flow into the pit along the texture of the divine pattern, and the energy like black mud rolls in the big pit, and in the dark curtain, there is a trace of blood from time to time.

It's like a ** and weird black egg, between the greedy devouring of blood, the egg is still beating rhythmically, like a demon in some abyss is about to resurrect in this world.

Cthun couldn't break free from the Titan's cage on his own, but it could contaminate the entire cage with the blood and souls of these ignorant mortals, bringing the seals that had been in operation for hundreds of thousands of years to a complete standstill.

It was a perfect plan, but it took time to complete, alas... It's running out of time now.

"Wow, wow, wow"

The sound of clear footsteps came from outside the Sealing Temple, not heavy, but in the silent environment at this time, the footsteps seemed so strange, and with the approach of the footsteps, the black insect eggs in the center of the huge temple stopped beating, and a creature inside seemed to be preparing... A raid!

The Elder God's mind is chaotic and full of dark wisdom, and it knows how to take advantage and avoid harm, but the problem is that the Elder God Cthun himself does not know when he provoked this opponent who suddenly appeared and posed a strong threat to it.

It didn't know why the High Lord Tyrion, who had torn apart the rift in the world and appeared in the temple of Qira, was targeting it... But there is no doubt that Cthun sensed the threat when Tyrion appeared, which is why it forcibly controlled these cultists to perform such cruel cult rituals at this moment.

It must be prepared for the arrival of a strong enemy.

Tyrion's figure appeared at the entrance of the temple, and at the moment when the great lord looked at the sea of blood in the corpse mountain, in the hole in the center of the temple, the dark cocoon suddenly cracked, and a strange creature like an octopus appeared in the tumbling black energy mud and disgusting sea of blood, how to describe it?

Its body resembles that of an octopus, but every piece of flesh on its body has flapping eyeballs, each of its tentacles is covered with suckers with sharp teeth and scales, and on top of several peculiar tentacles, there are purple runes shining, and at the top of the octopus-shaped body, a huge eyeball stares at Tyrion's body.

It was a manifestation of all the nightmares in all living beings, like the extreme embodiment of the malice of the world, but the most terrifying thing was not this body, but the soul that existed in that body, the distortion and disgusting degree of that soul was ten thousand times more exaggerated than this body, and in Tyrion's vision, he could see the malicious soul waving its beard in the light of blood and darkness.

It has no body, but it is like a sore bag of flesh and blood constantly changing its appearance, it is like the most terrifying spiritual pollution, even if you look at it, the twisted energy wrapped around the soul is enough to empty the SAN value of any mortal.

The truly unspeakable.

"Wow"

Cthun's charged blow brought about a double fluctuation of the soul and the reality plane, and the space lost its meaning at this moment, and the incomparably powerful soul power twisted into the sharpest and most destructive spikes, whistling and stabbing at Tyrion standing at the entrance of the temple, the invisible spiritual power was too huge, and even condensed into an entity, like a beating prism of light, like a war spear shining with the light of destruction, stabbing at the body and soul of the Great Lord.

"Bang"

The twisted edge of light roared and smashed against the pale bone sword in Tyrion's hand, and the High Lord's black flames poured from the hilt into the unruly sword, and beyond the sword, a black shield spread out, firmly blocking Cthun's charged blow.

The moment the light dissipated, the black shield in front of Tyrion was already covered with cobweb-like cracks, representing the terrifying nature of the blow, and the bone sword in his hand let out a wail, as if it had been hurt.

The Great Lord scolded impatiently:

"What a howl! Shut up! ”

The Bone Sword Apocalypse, who had dared to quarrel with Tyrion before, was aggrieved like a little daughter-in-law at this moment, arguing in an inaudible tone:

"It hurts, bastard!"

"It hurts?"

Tyrion's wrist flipped, and the bone sword wrapped in black flames threw a sword flower in the air, and the Great Lord stared at the body of the Elder God that began to charge again in front of him, and he whispered:

"This is your last chance, Apocalypse..."

"You know, you're dispensable to me now... So, behave well! ”