The Record of Unusual Creatures

"Evaporation?!" The voice from the communicator made Hao Ren and Lily a glimpse. The latter suddenly screamed, "What evaporates? How can you talk without a brain?"

"We don't know what's going on! The monster has been quiet, but suddenly yelled and yelled, then..."

Hao Ren interrupted the other party's words: "Don't say more, take it to the city immediately! Let's go out and meet you!"

It didn't take long, the strange nightmare monster was taken to the cathedral, and together with Lily's Warcraft Guards to find out the situation in the city, these sub-ethnics did not need to remain hidden outside the city. Their appearance has shocked several of the officials of Luan Cathedral, but several sub-ethnics are only minor problems than the shadow of nightmares.

The monster is indeed evaporating.

Its body is floating a lot of smoke, as if it is rapidly vaporized, it usually makes a slight squeak. As the smoke is scattered, the size of the monster is also reduced at a slow rate that is almost imperceptible to the naked eye, although the change is extremely slow, but because After continuing this state for a while, Hao Ren can still see that it has shrunk by a third compared to before, and as the size of the body shrinks, the monster is obviously in a state of weaker.

In fact, this monster has always been quite weak. Since the short-lived sensibility of the Black Crow Fortress, it has been in a state of semi-death. After being sent to the sanctuary, it is even more quietly suppressed by the sacred power of this place, but these are very quiet. Weakness was not fatal until the "evaporation" phenomenon that now occurs.

"It has been going on for 30 minutes, and it's getting worse," said a monk outside the city. "Before evaporation began, it shouted some inexplicable words, but there was no logic, no way. communicate with."

Hao Ren looked up: "What are you calling?"

The monk thought for a moment: "There is the name of Locke Marton, the forgotten abyss, and it repeatedly mentions the words of the door and the seal... Yes, it also mentions the endless battle, a long battle on the plains. ...but this battle was not mentioned in any of Colo’s history books.”

"that's it?"

The monk's booth opened: "That's right. Yes, it uses not only lingua franca, but also a few ancient languages ​​that are about to be lost. We can only barely understand some of them."

"The endless battle... Gate and Locke Marton..." Hao Ren bent down and checked the situation of the smoke and flesh. "The latter is easy to understand. It sounds like a story about 'prison', but the former does not. Know what it means."

As he spoke, he carefully reached out and passed through the thick black smoke to touch the soft, disgusting body of the monster.

His right hand was faintly heated by the blood of the goddess. Some dark red traces were slightly revealed. The smoke around the monster seemed to be avoiding this "stark mark" and immediately separated from the two sides.

Hao Ren noticed this detail, and he moved his heart and even hesitated.

At the same time of the cold touch, there was a series of illusions that seemed to roll like a slide.

He saw that a magnificent and bright hall was built, and twenty-one guardians of the shape of a giant stood in front of a mountain of light and made a vow. These guardians are cast with sacred rocks and steel, as untouchable as mountains.

He saw that these guardians were ordered to guard an ancient prisoner. From the idea of ​​the spiritual world, he knew that the prisoner's ancient is beyond imagination, even older than the eldest son and the guardian giant.

He saw the guardians cultivating life on the earth, using the order of life to suppress and influence the chaotic power of evil.

He saw the fall of the goddess, causing all of this to fall short, the evil counterattack, and the order to decline.

Numerous pictures flash, and many memory fragments are as fascinating as the glimpses. It seems that some kind of power forcibly erases and weakens these memories. Hao Ren can only see the end of these memories.

In a desolate world that is always shrouded in dusk, the earth is dry and cracked, the sky is burning and burning, huge shadows are floating behind the clouds, countless earthy tentacles and weird limbs pass between the heavens and the earth, the evil power of the Taikoo is in its own In the cage, the squadron is patrolling, and in the calm, there is an anger that can engulf the whole world.

On the ground under the shadows, countless monsters are swaying around, striking a giant pillar that supports the heavens and the earth. This giant pillar is bright and bright, as if it were made of sterling silver mirror, but the mirror is not a giant pillar. The dry earth and the burning sky are just another vibrant world.

At the foot of the giant column, the blood and the broken limbs of the various monsters and the wreckage of the ash are piled up into mountains. Numerous grotesque twisted creatures are smashing in confusion, as if they are caught in the raging anger of perpetual burning. These monsters seem to be two camps, fighting for the control of the giant pillars, but they may simply be controlled by killing, blindly killing all the creatures around them under the will of Lockerton.

In the next moment, all the illusions disappeared.

Hao Ren feels that time has passed for a long time, but he looks around, but finds that everyone still maintains the previous movements, and then knows that the illusion just took a moment.

Lily first came together. The husky girl was very familiar with Hao Ren’s ability, so she knew what happened when she saw Hao Ren’s moment of loss: “The landlord! You saw it?”

Hao Ren waved his hand to indicate Lily not to mess up, then bent down and stared at the piece of meat covered in smoke, slowly and clearly asked: "I know that you can hear my voice now. Who are you?"

In the previous direct connection, he has established a short and mysterious connection with the "monster". Under this subtle connection, the monster finally recovered again, the speed of smoke evaporation slowed down slightly, and an extremely hoarse, low voice Passed from the meat:

"I used to be... Valen Hill, Valenhill? St. Turner? Ben, I am..."

The speed of smoke evaporation suddenly increased, and a sharp scream in the flesh and blood, before it completely dissipated, it shouted hysterically: "Prison! The entrance of the prison is at the top of Asoman!! At the top of Asoman..."

All the sounds disappeared, and the figure of the monster could no longer be seen in the cage. Only a small amount of black smoke was blown away by the wind.

In the unspeakable silence, Hao Ren broke the silence: "Who knows this name?"

"Valen Hill? St. Turner? Benedict," Karasius's sleepy voice came from the side, "Ben Bian III, the sage, the wise and just person, the first generation of the Pope... one. ”

Everyone was stunned, and the general reaction of the masses was "You tm tease me," and Lily's Warcraft Guards turned out to be the most calm. They couldn't understand Caracius and said that they started again. Hey bb.

"It says it is the pope?" Lily's ears shook. Rao was learning the dog's brain. At this time, he couldn't keep up with the rhythm. "Right, your Benedictine Pope is dead?" ?"

“It’s been a character nearly two thousand years ago,” said Karasius. “As one of the greatest popes of all time, his sacred body was placed in the underground mausoleum of the iconic palace, with all the ancient sages. Accompanied by the eternal glory of the goddess."

"It’s the first emperor," Lily felt like she found her peers. "I am also the emperor!"

"Don't listen to her mess, her logic is not normal," Hao Ren handed the huskies to the side, then looked at Karasius, "this ‘monster' words... Do you think it is a bit credible?”

Karasius spread his hand: "From personal feelings, I don't believe it, but..."

"It's too bizarre, but it makes people suspicious, yes," Hao Ren nodded. "And most importantly, a 'monster' doesn't have to lie to us. I have never heard of chaos and this evil. Interesting."

Caracius did not say anything, but at this moment, a burst of exclamation came from the window of the cathedral, and several low-ranking priests who watched the outside of the window screamed in horror: "There is something in the sky!"

A burst of palpitations spread from the bottom of my heart almost at the same time. Hao Ren almost rushed to the window in two steps, and then pushed open the glass window that was particularly unsightly because of the narrow and complicated lines.

He looked up at the sky.

I saw the sky covered with clouds, and the dusk-like brilliance spread from the back of the clouds. In the intertwining of light and shadow, an incomparably huge and unnamed thing is slowly moving behind the clouds.

This thing hangs down countless large tentacles and grotesque limbs, just like the tornado columns hanging down in the clouds. These limbs are moving and curling between the heavens and the earth, just like eating the earth, the horrible and malicious scene is scalp!

Even the most devout and determined church warriors can't stand the pressure of this time, the low-level assistant priests are turning pale and pale, and some of the better priests can recite the prayers to enhance their courage. The weaker people already have signs of fainting, as if only by visually touching the tentacles and shadows, it is enough to make the mortal mind lose.

The sub-racials were also shivering under the pressure. The devil wolf groaned with fear and anger. The monsters kept their heads back and the bears had signs of madness until Lily suddenly screamed loudly, and they finally finally Calm down.

Hao Renru stood in the window like a statue, without retreating, nor wavering. He resisted all malicious and spiritual erosion with the shadow of the **** of the gods facing the clouds.

He knows what it is.

Locke Marton. (~^~)