owlsbooks Chapter 969 Trap
Chapter 969 Trap
A mere Casillas is not worth his shot.
If even such a small role requires the Spirit King to do it himself, then the force he has worked so hard to build will lose its meaning and value.
However, what made him a little curious was that with Gwen's fighting power behind the blade, he shouldn't be able to defeat Casillas, right?
In any case, Gwen is also a member of the Ten Blades. Although his combat power is almost at the bottom, at least the spirit pressure is real.
Or...are there other factors?
In fact, in Lord's heart, he was more inclined to guess the second point. Otherwise, if one of the ten blades was defeated by a mortal, where would he put his face?
result......
Lord opened his eyes and looked, quite speechless.
If Peter and Gwen are CPs, they even have the same posture when lying on the ground, one is built into the wall, and the other is buried in the soil.
After being completely alienated, Casillas has completely lost his human appearance, like a large ancient creature "grotesque bug", waving multiple arms like gnats, dancing with a detached aesthetic, full of distortion and Weird dance.
To be reasonable, it shouldn't be.
Lord's index finger and thumb slowly rubbed his chin, his eyes half-closed: "Even Gwen who returned to the sword was defeated. The speed at which this guy grows...is a bit amazing."
Soon, he noticed that Casillas' dance, the twisted and twitching movements completely violated the joints of the human body, seemed to be a desecration of the world and order, full of chaotic and disorderly atmosphere, wantonly spreading terror and evil .
tap tap tap...
Casillas had a ferocious face, as if there were worms walking under the skin, propping up terrifying bulges, and his already skinny body looked extremely weird and terrifying at this moment.
The weird dance continues.
Accompanied by twisting movements, more and more thick black mist flowed out of its body like mercury pouring down the ground.
Those black thick fog, like lingering, permeated the air recklessly, rolling and festering constantly, sometimes converging, sometimes separating, twisting and converging to form a variety of weird, alternative and terrifying images.
no doubt.
In the distorted and festering black mist, some kind of high ritual is brewing, through the broken dimensional barrier, leading to a certain existence in the depths of the starry sky.
"That is!!!"
Lord's pupils shrank slightly, staring at the cloud and mist, an extremely strong disgust emerged in his heart, mixed with some kind of unspeakable chills and deep chills that touched the soul.
Such scenes seem familiar.
At the beginning, Hathward had seen a scene similar to this group. It was the evil god summoned by Casillas and the black wizard Agatha, who abducted the children in the underground cave and held some kind of sacrificial ceremony.
but now......
What Casillas is summoning is not some small character, but the real body of the black mist.
There was a look of horror in Lord's eyes, and with a heavy heart, he spit out the real name of the black mist:
"The black goat of the forest that breeds thousands of descendants...Sab Nicholas!"
Among the many Outer Gods, the three Outer Gods have the highest personality and are collectively called the "Three Pillars". They were born in the original chaos and hold the strongest authority. Their abilities are powerful enough to make all the Outer Gods fear.
And Shabu Nicholas, the black goat of the forest, is one of them, and the authority he wields is... breeding.
Once His body descends, it won't take long to see a group of disgusting monsters all over the world.
at this time.
Dormammu, the master of the dark dimension, harnessed a huge amount of dark energy, pouring out from above the shattered temple and arriving at the battlefield.
The huge and boundless evil face, like the god who dominates the life and death of all things, overlooks the dancing Casillas indifferently.
"How dare you betray me, Casillas!"
Dormammu's angry voice resounded through the sky like thunder, setting off a billowing storm to ravage the sky.
"Betrayal? Hahahaha... Don't make me laugh, that's just your own idea, Dormammu."
Casillas was not afraid, looked up at Domamu, and said with a ferocious smile: "From the beginning to the end, there is only one master I believe in, and that is the goddess of darkness and abundance, the supreme mother goddess, who has given birth to thousands of descendants The black goat of the forest—Sab Nicholas!"
"good very good!"
Dormammu's angry face was distorted, and the huge dark magic power flooded into reality wantonly: "It's been a long time since anyone dared to deceive the Lord of Darkness, and you are the first, Casillas!"
"laugh......"
Casillas sneered, his eyes filled with contempt and disdain.
The churning dark energy was like a torrential rain falling from the sky. Domamu gritted his teeth and roared, "I will draw out your soul and use countless cruel magics to torture you for 1000 or 1 years, and make you regret it in pain. !"
"My soul has long been dedicated to the great dark mother goddess."
Casillas split his lips and pulled them to the base of his ears, as if his whole head had been lifted, and a blood-red eyeball drilled out from the depths of his throat:
"At first I thought...you would die in the hands of that person, but I didn't expect to come out. If this is the case, then I will let you experience the power bestowed on me by the Mother God!"
"He knew I would come to the dark dimension?!"
Lord's face changed slightly, and he smelled an ominous breath.
If the mastermind behind all this is to summon the black goat of the forest, then it is absolutely impossible for him not to have thought that as long as he is still on the earth, it is impossible to let Casillas go.
No matter how powerful Casillas is, he is just a mortal, even if he is alienated by the black goat of the forest, he cannot be his opponent.
Even, just coming to a strong point is enough to solve Casillas, and he doesn't need to make a move at all.
So please...
Is there anyone going to make a plan that is bound to fail?
Especially with Nyarlathotep's personality, he would not waste energy making such a plan full of flaws and a high probability of failure.
"Iker Casillas...is a trap!"
Lord let out a long breath, with solemn eyes: "If my guess is correct, you should be nearby, right?"
Clap~crack~crack~crack~
Crisp applause came from the depths of the dark dimension, and then Lord looked for his reputation, and a slender figure came slowly.
The man was dressed in colorful robes and a golden double crown, as majestic as an ancient pharaoh, with a playful smile on his face:
"This is the second time we have met. Let me introduce you formally. My name is Nyarlathotep. Of course... you can also call me Black Pharaoh."
"I see......"
Lord sighed slightly, and said: "This is your real purpose, to lure me to the dark dimension, I guess right?"
"Bingo~ You got the answer right!"
The black pharaoh snapped his fingers and said with a smile: "However, to be more precise, it should trap you in the dark dimension so that you will not interfere with outside plans."
"Summon the black goat of the forest?"
Lord's heart sank, staring at him.
"...what do you think?"
The black pharaoh smiled meaningfully.