69novels Chapter 315
Chapter 315
Dark clouds filled the sky, lightning and thunder.
The turbulent waters above the ocean set off huge waves, and the powerful currents formed huge whirlpools that swallowed everything around them.
At this moment, even near-Earth satellites cannot photograph the scene in this area, because the magnetic field in this sea area has long become extremely chaotic, and occasionally there is a spatial crack flashing away, all the creatures that touch the space crack are all dead, and even the marine creatures that originally lived in this sea area have already died on a large scale, which can be called a forbidden area for the living.
In the turquoise water, a dark spot that is extremely rich gradually spreads around.
Just like a drop of ink splashing on the surface of the paper and quickly soaking in, this seemingly ordinary darkness is soaking a large area of sea water at a speed visible to the naked eye, and if you look down from the sky, the entire ocean seems to be boiling ink, and a terrifying breath is rising in the depths of the sea.
"Boom!"
"Boom!"
Two fierce sprays suddenly burst out on the sea surface, and two figures, one black and one purple, rose from the bottom of the sea one after another.
On the left is a woman in a black robe, her feet are in the air, the cold sea breeze blows the black robe sassy, it seems that the face of the elderly woman is calm and waveless, but the face is like a wrinkled paper dry crack, cracked one after another fine cracks, from its crevices seeping out a wisp of ethereal black smoke, looking extremely evil.
On the right is a handsome man who seems to be a collection of heaven and earth spirit show, living in the body of a huge purple giant, with flowing hair fluttering in the wind, the reincarnation eyes of heavy pupils show a bit of sharpness, his resolute face looks a little pale, the corners of his mouth spill a trace of blood, and he seems to have suffered a lot of losses in the previous battle.
Obviously, these two are Yang Ming and the Evil God Mother of Night, who have been fighting under the sea before.
Raising his hand to wipe the blood stains at the corners of his mouth, feeling that his body was slightly empty, Yang Ming's eyes suddenly became sharp.
Through the previous exchange, Yang Ming was already quite sure that the Evil God Night Mother in front of him was quite limited, and his strength was less than sixty percent of his heyday.
Come to think of it, in order to descend on Mercury on the body, the Evil God Mother of Night also paid a great price!
But even so, the strength of the Evil God Night Mother is the strongest enemy Yang Ming has encountered so far, and he can hardly find any shortcomings in his whole body, and the skills he has mastered have both offensive, defensive, controlling, assisting, healing and other effects, without any omission at all.
Obviously, over the long years, the Evil God Mother of the Night is also constantly improving its ability system and creating a perfect attribute panel!
As if sensing the worry in Yang Ming's heart, the Evil God Night Mother let out a weird laugh of "giggling".
"Human, you are a smart person, you must have discovered it."
"Although due to the rules of the national fortune game, I need to reduce my strength as a god to match the copy of the global MOBA world, and even seal up many powerful skills to reduce myself to a demigod-level powerhouse, but even so, I am a god, in terms of combat experience, you are inferior to me, in terms of equipment, you are also inferior to me, in terms of skill level, you are even worse than me."
"Let me ask you, what are you better than me?"
"Why are you fighting with me like this?"
The strange laughter of the Evil God Mother of the Night faintly carried the power to affect people's hearts, and invisibly lingered around Yang Ming, trying to break Yang Ming's defense from the soul, thus leaving a fatal flaw in his heart.
Even a person with a strong mind will can't help but deny himself when constantly facing setbacks and failures, resulting in a small gap in the soul, which is a very natural thing, difficult to avoid and cannot be avoided.
Listening to the ridiculous words of the Evil God Night Mother in his ears, Yang Ming's eyes seemed to have a trace of phantom, and he knew very well in his heart that he absolutely could not let the Evil God Night Mother continue to perform, otherwise this attack on the spiritual level would sooner or later pry a gap, and his situation would become extremely dangerous.
A white jade flawless palm rested on the hilt, and Yang Ming slowly pulled out a graceful slashing knife from its scabbard.
The blade body reflected Yang Ming's cold face and sharp eyes like an eagle falcon, flowing with a thousand-year-old cold glow, exuding a trace of chill.
"Break it! Mare's nest! "
Apocalypse! World in the mirror!
As Yang Ming gritted his teeth and whispered, more blood flowed from the corners of his mouth, apparently because the internal injuries brought to him by the previous battle were too severe to heal the injuries in a short time.
At the same time, the slashing knife in Yang Ming's hand cracked countless fragments like the surface of ice, and these fragments were then annihilated into powder and scattered in the air.
The slashing knife is a manifestation of the host's mind!
On the basis of the initial solution, the swastika will not only strengthen the influence of illusion on vision, hearing, smell, touch, taste, perception, and intuition, but also create a false world!
In the next instant, the Evil God Mother of Night's eyes moved.
Because he suddenly found that Yang Ming had lost his trace in front of him.
"Disappeared?"
The Evil God Mother of Night looked around solemnly, because there was no impact of the battle between the two sides, the fierce waves gradually subsided, and the waterspouts that followed the sky were weak, and the clouds that shrouded the sky would eventually disperse, and the long-lost sun appeared in sight, casting warm sunlight.
A gust of sea breeze blows in, carrying a fishy smell characteristic of the sea, which makes people feel a pang of discomfort.
Whether it is what you see in front of you or what you feel, everything is so real.
Although the various senses were blinded to the real experience, after all, the Evil God Mother of the Night was an experienced powerhouse, and he still vaguely felt that something was wrong, but where this was wrong, he couldn't say for a while.
"Is it an illusion?"
After closing his eyes and thinking about it, the corner of the Evil God Night Mother's mouth hooked a disdainful sneer.
"Although I am far inferior to Cthulhu when it comes to illusion attainments, I don't need to crack illusions, I just need to brute-force crack them with my own methods!"
"O foolish human being, let you see what it means to be a weakened God and still a god!"
The gloomy voice spread around like a poisonous scorpion, and billowing black smoke surged out from under the black robe of the Evil God Night Mother, as if a black tide covering the sky filled the surroundings, and a behemoth faintly emerged from it.