Marvel With Zanpakuto Chapter 880: Lalaye
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A huge city of boulders suddenly caught the man's eyes.
Unprecedented weird spatial structure, which does not belong to human aesthetics and art, beyond cognitive geometric symmetry, just as Namo described, all human languages and words cannot describe its distortion and crazy.
It only takes one glance to clearly understand that it is definitely not a city built by humans.
The resentment and malice revealed everywhere aroused the disgust deep in the creature's soul. The thick green miasma filling the sky was mixed with a pungent disgusting stench. The crevice drips slowly.
Unreasonable, chaotic and distorted buildings destroy human reason all the time.
Even the breeze that blows from that city seems to be mixed with some ancient murmur, tempting to fall into the boundless dark abyss.
A huge stone pillar towering straight into the sky, like a tombstone erected in ancient times.
Green moss, moss and wanton vines are wrapped around the huge stone pillar. It is so lonely, standing in the center of the city from the past to the eternal future.
"Is that so... a real dream?"
The man roughly understood the cause and effect, with a hint of sarcasm in his eyes, and said: "I found that I couldn't be dragged into the dreamland directly, so I used Namor as a buffer first, and then used a specific ritual spell to forcibly drag my soul Come in."
No wonder he occasionally felt someone calling when he was above the abyss.
Thinking about it now, it should be some kind of ritual spell. The master of this city wanted to force him into a dream, but found that his soul strength was too high, so he changed his thinking and goals, starting with a weak soul Namor started.
"Five senses? No... far beyond the truth of the five senses."
The man's spiritual power enveloped the surroundings in an instant, and then he frowned slightly: "Even the illusion of the mirror, the water and the moon can't create such a real illusion, it seems that my guess is indeed right."
This is a weird dream that is almost completely real, even infinitely close to reality. Everything that happens here is equivalent to what happens in reality, so it can be understood as... a dream world.
When Namorian was dragged into a dream, he probably didn't realize it, right?
There is basically only one possibility to be able to create such a real dream with great power.
"The Old Ones...!"
Although it was a doubtful sentence, he used a positive tone.
Woo woo woo——
The sound of the wind passed through the twisted city of megaliths, making a low, almost whispering sound.
It seems that some ancient and terrifying existence is inviting him to step into this forbidden realm.
"Forget it, if it comes, it will be safe."
The man stared at the city of boulders, with a trace of indifference flowing in those deep eyes, and said: "Since you have invited me in through all kinds of hardships, let me see, what is sold in your gourd?" What kind of medicine?"
Take a step, and the turbulent flow of spiritual power bursts.
In the blink of an eye, the figure of the man disappeared in place, and the next second he stepped onto the city of boulders.
When the green moss stepped on it, it immediately oozes disgusting and rancid slime. The slippery touch is really unpleasant, and the indescribable twisted structure and the extreme malice emanating everywhere are just as Namo described , it is difficult to describe in words.
"What a strong soul power..."
The man frowned slightly, and his heart was a little cautious: "I am afraid that the soul under the first-class spiritual pressure will be distorted, and this level of power... is no longer inferior to me. "
If you want to resist the power that distorts cognition and rationality, you can only have first-class spiritual strength.
Otherwise, just stepping into this city of megaliths, one will be affected by the strange fluctuations in it, and then unable to distinguish between dreams and reality, and finally be manipulated by that force and become insane like Namor.
The man took a deep breath, walked straight up the boulder steps, and came to the stone tablet. The city of R'lyeh."
If he remembers correctly in his previous life, there should still be an old ruler sleeping here.
Long before the birth of human beings and all things, they walked on the earth, the crazy and great old ruler, Vol from the twenty-third star cloud, a shining planet named Sous, he is ...Cthulhu.
The ruler's family, the star family, built this ancient city.
The crouching giant beast depicted on the stele is the image of Cthulhu, the old ruler, with a typical octopus head and dragon wings, as well as a bloated and fat body covered with scales. He can recognize the twisted appearance of the **** at a glance.
Mainly because of the image of this guy, he was so famous in his previous life that almost everyone who didn't know him had seen it.
"One after another popped up..."
A look of sadness flashed in the man's eyes, and he sighed: "If Gabriel hadn't lied to me, the legendary battle of doomsday... I'm afraid it's really getting closer."
After some emotion, he picked up his low mood and moved on.
It was not like the story Namor told. He did not find a huge square covered with corpses, nor did he see a bottomless abyss. Instead, he came to a monster carved with octopuses, full of distortions of reason. And before the mad gate.
The height of the huge stone gate is at least a thousand meters by visual inspection, and it cannot be built by manpower.
There are several broken stone pillars standing in front of the gate ~IndoMTL.com~ There are also some crazy incantations engraved on them.
Unfortunately, he is not a historian and does not know these words at all.
Just glanced briefly, and the man focused his attention on the door. Just as he was thinking about how to open it, he heard a dull sound of heavy stones rubbing against the ground.
The two huge stone gates with units of kilometers slowly opened inwards with a heavy sound.
However, the scene inside the door is neither the temple he imagined, nor some horrible monster, nor a distorted building, but a deep and boundless darkness, like a black hole in the universe, swallowing all light and sanity.
The foul air poured into this world, desecrating everything that exists.
The voice that has been calling him has become much clearer at this moment, the chaotic ravings and whispers are mixed with joy and joy, and the violent roar is filled with the vision of longing to set foot on this land again.
But more importantly, in the whispers and babbles, he heard a name.
It is neither Cthulhu, the old ruler, nor other chaotic and crazy pronouns, but an ordinary, simple human name-Lord!
There seemed to be countless disgusting monsters in the dark abyss, calling this human name one after another.
The man's eyes moved slightly, and his soul was like a passionate movement, trembling frantically and excitedly, revealing an extremely eager greed, sending him a thought to regain his own name.
Boom...boom...boom...
In a burst of extremely sharp, extremely broad, melodious, and chaotic weird tones.
The man's white military uniform gradually changed into a black robe, and he slowly stepped into the boundless darkness.
"I... come!"
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