"Poor fellow. When Wei Gong was in power, Shixian indifferently took away his lungs.

One by one, in the demonized hallucinations, Shi Ji's body was quickly depleted, and only one thought remained.

"Is it our turn this time?"

At the end of the fantasy, Elizafield and Elijah hold hands and look at Michiko affectionately.

"You...... A complete murderer!"

Waking up from his fantasy, Duke Wei cut off his tears on the ground and crawled towards Wang Mu.

He must solve the magician's mystery.

"These are sacrifices, sacrifices necessary for greater happiness!!" You know, a magician who lives only for himself!"

Wei Gong took out a saber and stabbed Wang Mu's body one after another, trying to put an end to this maddening magic.

But the madness continues.

Wang Mu's blood gradually turned yellow-green, just like life, constantly multiplying and spreading, just like the reality of locusts eating the earth alone, treating them as food, arbitrarily changing them into the shape they like.

As it flows through the slate, the hard stone turns into rotten, fermented meat.

As it cuts through the weeds in the crevices, that delicate life becomes a dancing touch.

As he soaked the plank, bloodshot eyes emerged from the wreckage of the tree, staring frantically at the half-dead figure in front of him.

What is static becomes moving, what is beautiful becomes ugly, and what is normal becomes abnormal......

In this small castle in Winterwood, the immense power of the stars separates it from the world, making it the domain of the gods. The planet's inhibiting power could not interfere with it, and it trembled in the darkness, praying for great mercy.

This is the dark world of blasphemy.

In a short period of time, this castle full of antiquity has become a place of absurdity that only appears in nightmares.

Colossal toadstools, scaly flames, and slimy currents of water on the Earth's surface – that's what Lake Haley is set to in Pleiades16, and evil spirits bring it home.

Looking at the scene in the palace, he didn't move anywhere as if he was stupid, and he didn't even know that his knees were eaten by his tentacles.

"You...... Monsters ......," he muttered.

At this strange time, Wang Mu slowly stood up like a puppet.

His body began to change, and his hands and feet turned into dark gray octopus touches. The hand, the original wound was also healed by the power of the evil god, and his body slowly began to produce a yellow hood, his face was covered with a white mask, and his chest showed the deep arms of God.

If Wang Mu could check his attributes now, I'm afraid he would be shocked by his own

King's Name: μ

Gender: Male

Height: 175 cm

Lineage: Former Ruler (current)

Realm of power (temporary): Storm, Disease, Sacrifice, Evil, Starry Sky, Ocean

Title: "Disciple of the Poseidon" level, "Wave Wanderer" level, "Chaos Bringer" level

Special Abilities: Stunt - Crazy Hell, Cthulhu Mystic

Meat. Body Strength: 0 (10) Nerve Reflexes: 0 (10) Mind: Infinity (10) Vitality: Infinity (10)

In his panel of attributes, the body, physical strength, and nerve reflexes are rarely zeroed, and the spirit and vitality are represented as "infinite."

- The power of the gods.

Wang μ began.

It sounds like a quartet of old people, women, children, and young people, surprisingly peaceful. It was the sound of church hymns that dispelled his uneasiness and made him feel at home.

"How are you?"

His body began to slowly move in front of him.

"Are you still alive?" That's great. Let's start over. Lord Hastour is very interested in your soul, and I prefer your right time. What you need, God and man will take away. All you need is fear and trembling. Simple, isn't it? At least it will make you less miserable.

Wang Mu stretched out a hand, and there was a faint starlight on it. The madness of hell also appears next to Michiko, ready to brand him.

"Monster, get out of here."

At this moment, the sound of a machine gun suddenly rang out.

The red-hot bullet pierced the air and landed on Wang Mu without causing any damage. To the gods, modern weapons are as ridiculous as clowns' toy balls.

But such a change still made Wang Mu stop acting.

He turned his head and stared at the dark-haired woman in front of him from behind his mask.

“…… Is it bad to be alive?

"Why are you here? If you stay there, you won't die. I don't know what made you worship Michia so much that you gave up your fear......"

Wang Mu parted and touched it. With a stretch of hand, with a powerful evil spirit power on her body, it broke through the resistance of Jiuyu Maya in an instant, and twisted her neck, half-hanging in the air.

He watched with interest as the women struggled in the air. Kan ~ Kan said.

"No, don't abandon it, you're going to replace your miserable past with this feeling, mechanize yourself, and become a knife in front of this man, right?"

"It's none of your business...... What is it...... Kuyu Wumiga said bitterly.

Not only did she find herself strangled by her neck, but she had lost all her strength, but the pain that had long been gone from her mind was tormenting her sanity.

Every attack by the Yellow Shirt King brought viruses and plagues to the enemy, not because of Wang Mu's own thoughts, but because of the nature of the god's body.

"Oh, poor fellow."

Wang Mu saw that Mai Ya had completely lost the ability to resist, so he threw her to the ground like garbage.

"I personally don't like killing women, but I'm not pedantic enough to treat my enemies well, so I'm sorry. Take your allegiance to another world. But you can rest assured that soon Wei Gong will also come over, so you don't have to worry about being too lonely on the road alone.

The Wang Mu possessed by Hasta, the feeling in human nature has disappeared. In its place is an icy coldness that has seen the rise and fall of the universe for tens of thousands of years.

I'm afraid this is how Hastur himself feels.

Kuru's brother, who has confined himself to Pleiades XVI, has been cold for tens of thousands of years, and his only amusement is to play with the sacrificed souls of his followers. Although they respectfully refer to Hastur as the nameless Lord of the Deep Stars, at the end of the day, they are still afraid of his power.

With an increase in power, a simple water magic has increased to a terrifying level.

Jiuyu Wu Micah didn't even shout, he was pierced by his heart and fell to the ground. Satyr could only tremble in anger, but his tormented body and destroyed sanity did not allow him to do anything.

"Let's move on."

Wang Mu is like a bug that kills an ant. He turned around without feeling anything, staring at him with his terrible dark eyes.

The double loop around the chain reappeared.

This time, no one could stop Wang Mu's plunder.