Marvel With Zanpakuto Chapter 1295: Under desperate circumstances, reverse the future (4)
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"Abandon the confusion and stick to the faith."
"No need to worry, no need to be afraid."
"With me here, she won't hurt you, just move forward."
"Don't be affected by hallucinations, remember."
The voice of the saint sounded from the bottom of her heart.
Wanda abandoned all distracting thoughts and rushed towards New York City.
But the short distance of 1,500 meters has never felt so long to her.
The evil murmur in the depths of her mind was like the repeated echoes in the valley, which was continuously superimposed and amplified until finally it exploded like a thunderstorm, almost destroying her sanity and dragging her into the dark abyss.
She couldn't help it several times, and wanted to look back at the evil gaze behind her that made her feel creepy.
But every time, at the last moment, at the moment when she was about to turn her head, she forcibly controlled her and continued to look back.
Endless gusts of wind whizzed from behind, accompanied by an unpleasant smell of stench.
An extremely angry roar sounded like a huge thunder exploding behind him.
Even without looking back, she could feel that the entity in the black mist was trying to break through the Saint's defense.
At this moment, a distorted huge dark shadow penetrated through the clouds, the earth, and all materials that could spread, and shone on her path, undulating like mud and swamps.
The shadow gradually grew larger under her feet, as if the monster behind her was approaching at a high speed.
Hoo hoo hoo!
A cold and biting wind hit the back of her neck accompanied by some kind of moist air.
In an instant, goose bumps appeared suddenly, and the hairs stood on end.
There was a wet vapor on the back of her neck, it felt like that thing...was right behind her, so close that it was almost stuck together.
Fear, accumulate little by little in my heart.
"No, Wanda, don't look back!"
Wanda warned herself over and over again, pinching her arms and thighs, forcefully dispelling the haze that enveloped her heart.
Ignoring the distorted shadow that was still getting bigger, as if it was about to swallow her up, she bit the bullet and continued to fly forward.
New York City,
Gradually zooms in on the eye.
Soon...soon...just hold on!
Wanda encouraged herself in her heart, forced to dispel the fear in her mind, and focused on one thing.
But no matter how much she deliberately ignored, the fear was still accumulating in her heart.
Until... a slippery, viscous, and soft thing slid gently over her neck, leaving behind a sticky, foul-smelling black liquid.
At another moment, it was as if a thunderbolt exploded in her mind.
Buzz!
Wanda's mind went blank, and trembling fear spread all over her body.
The sticky tentacle reappeared and slowly entangled itself, flicking the hair one by one.
"Are...are you still there?" Wanda, terrified to the extreme, called out the name of the "sage".
But alas.
As if in a vacuum, no one could hear her voice and fear.
The tentacle slid down her back little by little, like a poisonous snake, it was as cold as a poisonous snake, slowly got into her clothes, and walked along her skin, where it passed was slippery touch.
She moved her eyes stiffly, looking at her neck from the corner of her eye.
A huge, rotten, wriggling substance, like black mud, was on her back.
It is like a twisted, abstract creation created by children with water and mud.
There is no specific image, because it is constantly changing, stretching, and twisting, and it looks like a blackened porcelain body that has just come out of the kiln, with disgusting green eyeballs, and sharp eyes that spit out stinky mucus. teeth mouth.
If you have to describe it.
This black mud-like monster is probably like... a surreal twisted sculpture by a perverted artist.
"Ahhhhhhh!"
She couldn't take it anymore and let out a terrified scream.
The ever-increasing fear, like a monster, devoured the remaining sanity.
Persistence, faith, rationality...all accompanied by that tentacle, were destroyed, she cried out 'Jesus' frantically, begging the salvation of the Son of God, dispelling the darkness and fear in her heart .
But all the voices cannot be transmitted.
Unknowingly, the surroundings turned into darkness without any sound or light, just like the belly of a monster.
This scene became the last straw that broke the camel's back.
Turn back! turn back! turn back!
Finally fear prevailed at this moment, and she turned to look behind her.
Chaos magic is like a huge surging wave, setting off a turbulent wind, tearing the void into pieces, and destroying everything within its range.
It's just that when the power of chaos stopped, Wanda knew that she was wrong.
That horrible, black mud-like monster does not actually exist, everything is an illusion created.
There is no so-called monster, let alone a so-called shadow.
The weird twisted black mist, blocked by the saint's golden light, was still far away from her.
As for New York City...the sacred barrier set up by the angel is less than one meter away from her.
The swollen girl smiled, with a trace of sarcasm and mockery, looked down at the saint who stopped her, and said: "Unfortunately, you lost again."
"No...Wanda..."
Holding a scarlet spear, **** looked back at Wanda with deep helplessness and disappointment on his face.
"Sorry..."
Wanda closed her eyes in pain, tears streaming down her cheeks.
Succumbing to the illusion created by fear, she personally killed the last hope of mankind.
Peng!
In the next moment, Wanda exploded from the inside out like a bursting balloon.
Flesh and internal organs were mixed and sprayed on the ground, splashing out scarlet and coquettish blood-colored flowers.
Ding dong!
The ancient silver key fell to the ground, rolled a few times, and finally stopped at the edge of the barrier.
"It's all over...Jesus."
The bloated girl easily passed Jesus, appeared on the edge of the enchantment, and picked up the silver key: "Just like the last failure, you still lost for the same reason this time, that is... ..believe in so-called human beings.”
The ancient silver key ~IndoMTL.com~ shines in her hand.
Brilliant starlight ~IndoMTL.com~ rises from under the earth one after another, like sharp swords going straight to the sky, piercing the sky.
Boom boom boom...
The starlight crashed into the unfathomable crack, and immediately set off huge explosions.
The chains of order visible to the naked eye shattered under the impact of the starlight.
Then, countless stars gathered together, bursting out with dazzling brilliance. In the depths of the deep and introverted starry sky, a sphere of infinite brilliance gathered, like a giant in mythology stepped out of the crack.
At this moment, time and space are collapsing, and dimensions are sinking and shrinking.
If you look at it from the starry sky, you can find that the whole earth seems to be pressed into a pancake, slowly unfolding like a picture scroll, everything is branded in the 'picture scroll', revealing despair and joy. Nameless terror.
Everything has a name, and the thing that gathers thousands of shining spheres is named Yog Sothoth!
"Welcome back...my brother!"