"Gao?" A dull voice that made the surrounding environment tremble slowly sounded. Under the influence of 002, even darkness itself actually had a will.
Charles looked up at it anxiously and nodded repeatedly, saying in a coaxing tone: "Yes, that's right, it's me. I'm Gao Zhiming who lives with you. Come, get smaller, I'll take you home now."
Darkness stared at Charles blankly, but slowly a trace of anger appeared on its face, "Gao is dead?! You. Killed. Gao!!"
As darkness raged, the entire environment underwent earth-shaking changes, and the chaotic fog continued to roll like boiling water.
The alarm bells in Charles' heart rang loudly, and his subconscious told Charles that he was in extreme danger.
Charles shook his head quickly, "Gao is fine!! He is my past self! We are one and the same! Friday! Think about it, it was me who taught you how to think, and it was me who gave you your name! We are the only friends!"
"Remember? Just yesterday, we were still imagining what we would do after we got out! You said you wanted to see what the sun looks like! I promised to take you there!"
Charles' sincere words seemed to work, and the chaos slowly slowed down.
Anna touched the back of Charles' hand and said, "It works! Say more!"
"You promised me that after we get out, you would find a way to help me find my way home. That's what we agreed on! Friday, I'm really Gao Zhiming!!" Charles continued to persuade her.
The dark face slowly disappeared, and the chaotic fog around it gathered in front of Charles, and the surroundings began to brighten.
Soon, a dark sphere of extremely dark color appeared in front of Charles. Because the color was so dark, it could not even reflect any light. At first glance, it looked like a black pancake.
A long black strip slowly stretched out from the black ball, bent into a ring and wrapped around Charles' elbow.
This scene made everyone breathe a sigh of relief at the same time. It was a bit anticlimactic to mobilize so many people but in the end Charles was easily defeated by himself. But no matter what, the darkness was finally found.
"Piper! Let your men open this trioctahedron, and we'll get out now." Charles began to discuss a retreat.
The black and white worm nodded, "Please wait a moment. I'm trying to contact Paide outside."
He glanced at the huge black ball next to him, which looked like a planet. He turned to Feuerbach and asked, "What will happen to the self-consciousness of darkness when it returns to Earthsea?"
Feuerbach glanced at him, shook his head slightly and said nothing, but seeing the other party's reaction, Charles felt a sharp pain in his heart.
This consciousness that has been with him for several years is probably in danger. It is impossible to say that he is completely emotionless, after all, they are his only friends here.
"What's with that expression on your face? No way, Charles, are you going to cry?" Anna said with a hint of sarcasm in her voice.
Charles blinked his slightly red eyes and said, "Don't talk nonsense. Look around carefully. I'm afraid this trioctahedron won't be so easy to give itself away as a trophy."
As soon as he finished speaking, a space next to him suddenly lit up, and purple light shot in from outside. The trioctahedron was opened again! "Let's go!"
The much lighter chaos began to disperse, and under the gaze of everyone, a huge mass of flesh filled with a strong sense of oppression appeared above them.
When she saw the corpse in the corpse pile, Linda's eyes suddenly showed fear, and her body limp to the ground. Those were the corpses of nearly 10 million fellow Christians of the God of Light who disappeared along with the God of Light!
The wounds that had been hidden deep in his heart were completely torn out when he met these former compatriots.
Ten million corpses gathered together are very oppressive, especially since their limbs are twisted beyond human form and their faces are filled with extreme pain and despair. They are actually alive and they are still moving!!
The trioctahedron not only took away the darkness of the God of Light, but also took away the bodies of all the believers of the God of Light!
"Haha." Anna looked at the corpses with a smile, "Now we will be busy."
As soon as she finished her words, the mass of corpses in the air gradually loosened, and corpses fell from the sky like a torrential rain.
"Bang!" Anna instantly revealed her original form. More than ten black tentacles pushed hard on the deck and pounced into the air. As her three brains moved slightly, the "non-existence" that had been entangled with Charles instantly rose up.
The twisting liquid body of "Non-Existence" was like a white lightning, quickly shuttling between the corpses. Any corpse it touched would completely disappear from this world.
As soon as Anna moved, the others also started to act instantly. Under Julio's control, the shadows of all the people around stood up and pounced into the air, tearing off the heads of the corpses.
Bogro, who was like a swollen old dog, also raised his head slightly. The lumps that were constantly moving on his body quickly disappeared and quickly reappeared on the bodies of the corpses, replacing their heads in some strange form.
When the heads of the corpses were completely replaced by tumors, the corpses began to turn against each other, swinging their twisted limbs and rushing towards other corpses. These tumors seemed to be infected by the plague and continued to spread upwards.
Even Lily controlled the deck gun and attacked upwards, but even so, the corpses were getting closer and closer to the narwhal because there were too many of them.
"Captain! Can you persuade the darkness to take action? There are too many of them! We can't get out because of them!" Feuerbach said anxiously.
Charles glanced at the darkness that had shrunk into a ball and stayed there obediently. He shook his head, "No, it's already weak enough." Before Feuerbach could persuade him, Charles added, "I'll do it."
After saying that, Charles took out the black thorn with his left hand and scratched the palm of his right hand with force. He held the bleeding wound and slowly drew on the ground. Soon, a human-shaped magic circle formed by cuneiform gradually took shape. With the return of the shadow, his chosen one, Itik, also returned.
The moment it took shape, Charles patted the black ring around his wrist.
Then, Charles took a step to the left with determination, and the black shadow behind him was covered in the bloody inscription, just fitting in.
Various organs in Charles' body began to deform.
(End of this chapter)