The cave where the inhumans were held at the time was a place where the horners specially used to detain criminals and sacrifices, but now it is also filled with a strong smell of blood and some indescribable smell of excrement. The huge worms that emerged from the ground burrowed into this deep and secret deep hole, and devoured all the people inside, both horned and non-human, leaving only a few stumps and broken arms. But strangely they didn't touch Typhoon and Jarvan, and they didn't hurt Samuel and Derek who escaped from the altar.
It was as if everyone familiar to Ethan had escaped this catastrophe.
Ethan held the long tentacles behind him and slowly moved to the depths of the cave. There was no trace of light in the darkness, and even without glasses, he could see everything clearly for some reason. There used to be so many vivid colors in the darkness, and the beautiful colors that had never been seen before circulated among the dried blood and pieces of meat on the ground. stand up.
He hadn't left the cave for three days. The outside world frightened him, but the loneliness inside also made him desperate. He opened his green eyes wide into the darkness, as if he could see his humble life flashing before his eyes. He was afraid of sleeping, and in his dreams he would return to the ancient and huge city, his body lifted into the air by countless huge tentacles. He saw an endless black ocean beyond the end of the city in the distance, and a huge black shadow with an octopus head appeared on the horizon in the distance; he also saw on the other side, above the endless desert, a sky like the sky Pillar-like yellow figures loomed in the wind and sand; spiders hundreds of stories high trudged through the undulating city ruins, hard boulders crumbled to ashes under its feet; and disgusting toads covered in hair, It opened its stinking mouth to the emerald sun.
Countless ancient Zerg with higher intelligence than humans crawled on the streets of the city. They screamed and screamed at the feet of those huge monsters. They were trampled and crushed. Different colors of mucus dyed those strange and crazy buildings. It's colorful and majestic. But they did not flee, instead they kept worshiping the huge conical temple in the center of the city. The ground beneath his feet roared, like a giant invisible hand beating a drum, and there was some kind of harsh music that sounded like a fingernail scratching on a blackboard.
It was obviously the craziest nightmare, but Ethan in the dream felt at ease. The black cone-shaped pyramid fascinated him, and there was something surging inside him, urging him to move forward… forward…
Then the black man appeared, standing a few steps away from him, smiling at him, with a strange and evil smile, holding a black thing like a book in his hand.
"Eternity is about to end, and the sleeping king is about to wake up." He sang in that beautiful low voice, with a frenzied vortex circling in his golden eyes, "Sacrifice lambs, prepare for the final revelry! "
At this time, Ethan's nightmare scene would suddenly change, turning into the blue-blue lake, towering ancient trees with heart-shaped leaves, and the shadow of fish moving under his feet. The wind blew the white silk sash hanging between the branches, causing faint ripples on the water. Ethan never saw Tanethel again here, but the place was full of Tanethel's breath. The terrifying tentacles behind him were gone, and he would lie on the water with the wind blowing gently on his cheeks, only then could he take a breather and know he wasn't crazy.
But how far is it? It has become like this...
Afraid of falling asleep, Ethan began to hallucinate when he was awake. In the hallucination he saw his father come in from outside the cave, looking down at him with a certain expression of cold and disgust.
His heart ached like it was about to split, but he could only curl up his dirty body.
From childhood to adulthood, no matter how hard he tried, his father always looked cold and alienated. It seemed that no matter what he did, he couldn't make his father proud of him. Just to get an approving smile, he has been living according to the track set by his father, becoming the assistant secretary of the director of the Energy Bureau at a young age, and later climbed all the way to the position of secretary general. But after 30 years of hard work, he still lost all his father's love the moment he was convicted.
If that love really existed.
He remembered clearly that after the sentence was pronounced, in the empty hall of the ethics court, his father looked at him with a cold look at a stranger, and said to him indifferently: In the future, you are not allowed to say that you are my son.
If the father sees what he looks like now, will he regret having his son, or will he run away with a disgusted and frightened expression like the others
Ethan felt hungry again, and one of his tentacles stretched out as if he had his own consciousness, devouring the still-decomposed corpse in the corner. The sound of chewing flesh in the dark was the only sound, and Ethan was numb and dazed.
One day, he heard a voice coming from the entrance of the cave. He thought it was his hallucination again, but he was a little worried that some horned people had come in. He raised his body and saw a beam of light seeping into the airless darkness little by little, stabbing his eyes. He stretched out his hand to block the light source, but a faint smell of bitter sandalwood entered his nostrils through the heavy stench. His heart was beating violently, and his cat-like pupils gathered into a thin line.
He heard the sound of fast approaching footsteps, turned a corner, and knew that he had been exposed to the too dazzling light in the hands of the person who came.
He heard the sound of gasping, and then the breath stagnated, as if someone had forgotten to breathe.
Ethan was suddenly very ashamed and ashamed. He crawled back, trying to cover his body and face with his tentacles.
The visitor did not speak, but silently turned off the overly bright light source in his hand, leaving only a faint faint blue light slowly spreading in the stone room. The beauty of Taniser's dusty beauty is more and more hazy and distant in such light, making people yearn for it. Ethan looked at him through the gap between his tentacles, trying to reach out and touch him. He longed for the feeling of being touched, the feeling of hugging someone, but he didn't dare.
There was no disgust or fear in Tanissell's gray eyes, but deep distress. It was different from the compassion that used to hang on the priest's face, but a very human kind of intolerance and sadness. He got closer and closer, and didn't care that his white robe was stained with blood on the ground. He stayed in front of Ethan and squatted down, reaching out to touch the group of twisted and wriggling tentacles that wrapped Ethan.
Tanissell's touch made Ethan shrink back as if burned, revealing a suspicious green eye. The real touch made Ethan know that he wasn't dreaming, that Taniser was actually there.
"Ethan, come out." Tanisel persuaded in a childlike voice, "Didn't I come here?"
That mass of black tentacles squirmed again, like countless black pythons tangled together. After a while, a human face with thin black lines spread out from it.
Ethan opened a pair of bewitching cat-like pupils, but he hesitated to meet Tanisel's eyes.
The priest sighed lightly, and regardless of the dirtyness, he reached out and touched Ethan's cheek lightly, with a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, "I like the way you look now, it's beautiful."
Ethan quickly raised his eyes to give him a glance, lips trembling, speechless.
He never expected that the priest would say that he is so beautiful.
Is it to comfort him? Why are you so gentle to him... Ethan has never wanted to cry since he mutated, even when he was abandoned by Samuel and the others in this dark cave. He didn't know why his eyes were so dry. But now, he felt a sore nose, and thousands of unspeakable grievances and fears came to him.
"I've killed a lot of people..." Ethan heard himself in a voice so dry he couldn't even recognize himself. "I'm a monster."
"What a man has to do in order to survive, no matter how cruel, cannot be considered evil."
"I look like this, isn't it evil? Do you know how many people I killed? I almost killed Samuel!" Ethan suddenly shouted loudly, "I know I should die! !"
Beta's desperate roar was like the cry of a beast in a desperate situation. Tanissell's deeply buried true heart trembled in this grief.
He has never seen a living human being mutated so successfully in his life, that a body that is not strong can carry so much evil power beyond human imagination. Tanissell wiped the tears from the corners of Ethan's eyes with his thumb. "Fool, didn't I tell you not to stay alive? If the word of your mutation spreads, you are in danger."
Ethan laughed miserably. Does he want to say that there is anything else to hide? Anyway, he has become like this, unless he rots and dies in this cave, he will definitely be found.
He even regretted a little why he didn't hide just now, why he was greedy for Tanisel's warmth. Die silently in the dark like this, at least Tanethel won't know how ugly he has become.
However, when he saw Tanisel take out the three syringes filled with blue sediment, he couldn't help holding his breath.
Are priests serious? So far, is the egg of the order god still useful
Seeming to sense Ethan's doubts, Tanissell said, "Indeed, the chances of success are not high, and it will be very painful, ten times more painful than before. Do you want to try it?"
Ethan stared blankly at the syringe in his hand. As long as there is still a ray of hope to return to normal, he is willing to endure any pain. He nodded vigorously, as if afraid that Tanisel would go back.
"Come out then, I need to see your neck."
Countless black tentacles stretched and retreated, revealing Ethan's body covered with fine black lines little by little. Tanissell leaned closer, her white hands tracing the lines that meandered down. Then he stretched to the back of Ethan's neck, feeling the crowded tentacles stretching and shrinking behind him.
Ethan grabbed Tanissell's hand hesitantly, as if he didn't want him to touch those disgusting things. But not only did the priest not feel disgusted, but there was some kind of intoxicating light in his eyes, and his movements were as careful as touching works of art.
"You don't know how beautiful you are now. It's a pity, you can't keep walking on the earth like this." As soon as the murmured words disappeared, the three injections suddenly pierced Ethan's shoulder and neck. Blue was quickly pushed into the black blood.
Then Ethan went through real hell.
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I've been dozing off... I hope there won't be a lot of bugs... _(:з"∠)_