Somewhere in an unknown space.
On a piece of colorful dream crystal, a certain crack keeps expanding.
The power of 'dream' surged, and a trace of mist spread from the gap.
Among them, there seems to be a faint roar:
"...an ancient ruler...a great existence...Montic!"
Sulu watched this scene calmly.
"Fantasy Dominator Montic, as well as Avit, Flam, Ornn..."
These are the four old gods who were sealed by him.
Because the sample was not easy to come by, I didn't choose to kill it at the beginning, but just sealed it for a long time, and even the seal had flaws.
After a long slumber, someone chanted Montage's name, which woke him up instantly.
The authority of the gods lies in that whoever recites the real name will be known!
Unlike Zerg.
This time, Monty fell asleep for a long time, accumulating even stronger power.
Moreover, the seal loosened even more.
The complicated and terrifying information was passed on, to the heads of those screaming magicians.
…
Because magicians have high spiritual power, access to this information is much easier than ordinary people.
Many noble magicians fell to the ground like dogs at this moment, with tears and snot streaming down their noses.
The severe pain caused them to keep rolling their eyes.
It's not a pain in the body, it's in the head.
It was as if someone took a pair of iron pliers and stabbed them hard into their heads, pouring a lot of messy knowledge into them.
"ah!"
During the screams, the eyeballs of several low-level magicians protruded, and they exploded with a 'bang', turning into two blood holes.
Their heads were separated, and their gray brains seemed to have turned into living creatures, with countless tentacles and feet, and they fled in all directions.
Darby and the other three magisters are in a much better situation than the other magicians.
At least, the swollen head has calmed down, but there are still blood vessels and veins popping out.
There were bloody openings on their bodies, and inside were wriggling tentacles, eyes, hair... Groups of flesh and blood exploded, revealing blue scales.
The deformed evolution seems to condense tens of millions of years of history into just a short moment, and it is staged on them in turn.
Finally... The screams gradually stopped.
In the adventure team at this time, only three magisters survived.
Even so, terrifying changes have taken place in them.
"I… "
Darby raised his right hand and found that his five fingers had turned into five tentacles with suction cups.
Not only that, but one of his legs has also turned into an arthropod of a sea animal, with sharp thorns protruding from the roots.
The same was true for the two magisters opposite him. One was covered in scales and seemed to have turned into a murloc, and the other had many ugly eyes, staring at him together, giving people a creepy feeling.
"us… "
He spoke, his voice dry.
"We have obtained the favor of the ancient ruler!" Samo said.
"Yes, we already know a lot... For example, the rulers who ruled the continent in ancient times, the existence we believe in is the apex of all rulers, the God of the Old Ones!"
The third murloc magister declared enthusiastically.
"The power of my lord has transformed us and made us stronger...can do a series of things in dreams, but..."
Darby looked at his body: "What shall we do next? Go back?"
Human society, are you willing to accept these monsters
Not to mention, magicians are a group full of research spirit, maybe mentor Yilia is the first to use them!
"Why go back? The truth we have is here!" Sam pointed to the obelisk: "And...we still have to call on our Lord, in the way of faith!"
Gods do not need faith, but the power of faith is also a supplement.
For the sealed Montage, now that the seal is loose, he needs this power to break the seal.
It can be said that the long time of sealing finally made him sober up, and he did not kill these 'interrupters'.
In a sense, Darby and others are much luckier than the Zerg.
Of course, this may also be the beginning of human misfortune.
"That's right, my Lord needs faith..."
Darby murmured, "Then... all for the Lord..."
In fact, in the whisper just now.
Their spirit, their thinking has been thoroughly 'polluted'.
At this time, the heart has wholeheartedly worshiped the ancient ruler-Montic.
All other allegiances to the Master, to humanity, to the Empire, were left behind.
…
"What? Disappeared?"
On the Brilliance.
Listening to the report of his subordinates, Ilya showed a look of surprise: "The three magisters didn't respond? Where's their floating city?"
"Completely cut off the magic communication."
A magister said bitterly, and glanced at Ilya.
Everyone knows that the Floating Void City is a node of the magic net, and there is a secret door set by Yilia.
Perhaps, the magic emperor can track down the opponent.
Elijah closed her eyes.
After a long time, he showed a helpless expression: "I can't sense..."
This is appalling.
Unless the Floating Void City has crashed, or is 'concealed' by a more powerful force, it is impossible to escape Ilia's induction.
"It seems that something really happened."
Ilya murmured: "Is it the tropical rainforest in Fatamar? I want to go there myself!"
The magicians of the empire explored the ruins everywhere, all in search of the thirteenth obelisk.
Before Darby's accident, even Ilya wasn't sure where the obelisk was.
But now, the location seems to be exposed.
To be honest, Ilya felt more joy than shock at this moment.
After all, she is the real number one powerhouse in the mainland, no matter what conspiracy or scheme, she can use her strength to break through!
…
night.
A figure appeared in the floating city, came outside Ilya's bedroom, and knocked on the door.
"you… "
Ilya was wearing a nightgown, and her hazy telepathy made her discover the true identities of the three men in black cloaks outside the door: "Darby, it's you..."
"Teacher... Do you want to know the true meaning of magic?"
Darby's hoarse voice came from under the cloak.
"No... you are not Darby, and this is not the floating city!"
On Ilya's body, magic runes flickered one after another, and her pupils were bright, as if she could see through everything: "This is... my dream!"
"Yes, we found the thirteenth obelisk, obtained the guidance of a great being, mastered the power of dreams, and invaded your dream, the mentor..."
Darby spread his hands: "Join us, you will get everything you want."
"And then turned into a monster like you?!"
Ilya chuckled, the black cloak was torn apart by a gust of wind like a knife, revealing Darby's alienated body: "For an old man who has experienced many vicissitudes, your temptation is still too low-level..."