Its body is like an octopus, but every piece of flesh and blood on its body has eyeballs that are constantly turning. Each of its tentacles is covered with suckers with intertwined sharp teeth and scales. Among several special tentacles,

There were purple runes shining on it, and at the top of the octopus-shaped body, a huge eyeball stared at Tyrion's body.

This is simply the embodiment of all the nightmares in all living beings, like an extreme manifestation of the world's malice. But the most terrifying thing is not the body, but the soul existing in the body, and how twisted and disgusting the soul is.

, ten thousand times more exaggerated than this body. In Tyrion's spiritual vision, he could see the malicious soul waving his beard in the halo of blood and darkness.

It has no body, but it is constantly changing its appearance like a sore of flesh and blood. It is simply like the most terrifying spiritual pollution. Even if you take a look at it, the twisted energy entwined outside the soul is enough to clear any mortal's body.

san value.

The truly indescribable.

"Wow"

C'Thun's charged blow caused double fluctuations in the soul and reality levels. Space lost its meaning at this moment. The extremely powerful soul power twisted into the sharpest and most destructive spikes, whistling and stabbing at

Tyrion stood at the entrance of the temple. The invisible spiritual power was so huge that it even condensed into an entity. It was like a beating edge of light, like a spear shining with the light of destruction, piercing the great lord's head.

Body and soul.

"Bang"

The twisted light whizzed and hit the pale bone sword in Tyrion's hand. The black flames of the great lord poured from the hilt into the unruly long sword. Outside the long sword, a layer of black shield spread.

He stepped out and firmly blocked C'Thun's charged blow.

At the moment when the light beam dissipated, the black shield in front of Tyrion's eyes was already covered with spiderweb-like cracks, representing the terrifying blow, and the bone sword in his hand let out bursts of wails, as if being struck by

It feels like it hurts.

The great lord cursed impatiently:

"Why are you howling! Shut up!"

Bone Sword Tianqi, who had dared to argue with Tyrion in a big way before, felt aggrieved at this moment like his little daughter-in-law, and argued in an inaudible tone:

"It hurts, bastard!"

"pain?"

Tyrion flipped his wrist, and the bone sword wrapped with black flames threw a sword flower in the air. The great lord stared at the body of the ancient god in front of him, which was beginning to accumulate power again. He said softly:

"This is your last chance, Tianqi..."
Chapter completed!