Chapter 935: A Void Creature with a Peculiar Painting Style
At an altar in the desert, groveling nomads brought animals for sacrifice.
The Prophet wore a sleeveless purple smock that matched the color of the void as seen to the naked eye. The hat was over his head, and a thick scarf covered his mouth and nose, and there was an ethereal muffled sound from it.
"We are eternal, we demand sacrifice!"
He bent his legs, hovering on the ground in a form incomprehensible to mortals, his eyes shooting out of a void of purple light. The believers who saw this scene sacrificed their own animals to pray that they would live to witness the moment of the annihilation of the world.
Or bow to the void! Or be swallowed by the Void!
The prophet rarely spoke of his story to his followers, but rumors about him continued to circulate.
Malzaha was born with a rare gift for prophecy, but by the time he discovered his talent, his parents were terminally ill. (Parents worship the sky, and the mana is boundless.) )
So when he was still a boy, he relied on this talent to set up a stall in the slum to make a living.
As the divination became more and more accurate, his fame began to grow louder. He succeeded, but he never saw his own fate clearly.
His future is overshadowed by some kind of unknown.
Through this gift, Marzaha observed the evil of humanity. With the uneven distribution of wealth and the viciousness of people competing with each other with malice and violence, it seems that humanity is destined to fall into a never-ending cycle of suffering, often self-inflicted, and even the most hopeful prophecies cannot break this curse.
Malzaha soon felt a sense of emptiness, and finally gave up all that he had outside of himself and began to roam alone.
Living in solitude finally allowed him to meditate. He foresaw the insensitivity of humanity and the depravity and corruption of the world.
It was not unfounded that he was too inspired to see anything outside the world, and in the years that followed, fanatical visions began to interfere with his awake vision, and he heard otherworldly whispers of war, conflict, and endless suffering.
Before he knew it, Marzaha had walked to Acacia. Longing for enlightenment, he stared into the abyss and let his wavering thoughts drift away.
Then the Void answered him. For a moment, a strange and unknowable energy filled his mind.
He returned alive from Acacia and gained transcendent powers.
He sees the end of all earthly suffering in the abyss, so he wants to bring it back to those who do nothing, so that the world can enter into its predestined annihilation.
The Divine Nothingness will gladly accept all, believe it or deny it.
He will be the forerunner of this great redemption.
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After the missionary service, Marzahar dispersed the believers and sent them back to find new offerings.
Using the power bestowed upon him by the Void, he tore open the bedrock of the earth, and a swarm of ethereals crawled out of the cracks in the ground and launched a fierce assault on the tethered sacrifice, mercilessly devouring it with its claws and fangs.
Amid the screams of the sacrifices, Marzaha fell into deep thought.
In the past two years, Azir's return has had a great impact on his teachings. The Father of the Eagle's prestige spread like sunlight to every corner of Shurima, including the backwoods near the vicinity of Acacia.
It drove people to move to the center of the continent for water, resulting in fewer nomads in the area where Marzahar was located, and accordingly fewer sacrifices.
The anarchy of Shurima is more conducive to the spread of the evil beliefs he professes, so Marzahar has been keeping an eye on Azir and even began to plan to lead the Void to Shurima and destroy the city of Azir.
It's just that the Void Land hasn't expanded to the central area of Shurima, so he can't do anything with Azir for the time being, which may take thousands of years to operate.
However, not long ago, Azir, the bird emperor, ran to his territory without many people. Naturally, Marzaha did not miss this great opportunity, and through his innate gift for prophecy, he found out the whereabouts of Azil and sacrificed a group of believers who did not really believe in him, allowing the Void to swallow them up.
After that, he never saw any more information about Azir's fate, nor did he see him return from the ground.
Jeno's deliberate move successfully caused Malzaha to misunderstand, thinking that Azir had died in a foreign land, and he could continue to develop his faith with peace of mind and promote the true Void to descend on the Land of Runeterra.
But if he really understood the strength of the Ascendant, he could understand that those Void Monsters were not enough to kill an Ascendant.
"Crunch ......"
Somehow, the ethereal spirits summoned by Marzaha stopped gnawing at the corpses and burrowed back into the cracks in the earth, as if they were escaping something terrifying.
"Bang bang bang!" There was a loud thud behind the wooden door of a hut next to the altar, as if some wild beast was trying to break free from its cage.
"It woke up and started again." Awakened by the sound of the door knocking, Malzaha came to his senses and floated to the hut in his own words.
As Marzaha opened the door, a monster the size of a calf stumbled out.
It is obese, but it only walks on two feet, so it walks as if it was drunk, and it has never been able to find its balance.
It was a void creature with a chitin carapace around its massive head. But it's very special, very different from other void creatures.
Its carapace is gray, not the purple of the void. Wrapped in a hard carapace, the body is as soft as a fat maggot. The big eyes of the two black and watery spirits were very expressive, revealing an innocent and curious look, not as empty and void as other void creatures.
It looks like a two-legged triceratops.
It's just that its mouth and voice are not as stupid and ugly as they look.
"Hungry ......"
It let out a trembling roar that conveyed an endless appetite that was creepy. It ignored Marzaha and ran straight to the body of the sacrifice.
The ethereal spirits only gnawed out a bloody hole in these sacrifices, but it directly occupied them, opened its mouth, which took up half the volume of the entire head, and stretched out an inner nest tooth full of sharp teeth, and instantly gushed a large amount of green acid, enveloping the food.
The monster sprayed a large amount of acid on each corpse, and the acid was very terrifyingly corrosive. In just a few breaths, the corpses turned into a disgusting, glowing pus, after the swollen blisters burst, and were then sucked by the tubular inner nest teeth sticking out of the monster's mouth.
The curiosity of the scene is enough to make everyone who witnesses it have nightmares.
Soon, these sacrifices, which combined up to several times the size of the monster, were eaten by it alone.
But instead of being satisfied, it turned to look at him with a wistful look that even Marzahar felt fearful.