The immortal who travels the world

Chapter 1096 Experiments
The thick tentacles all over the dark galaxy retracted into the void one after another, leaving only silence and emptiness.

The slender figure of Nyarlathotep stands in the universe. The chaotic messenger is not at ease, he is still searching for the trace of Ghroth.

However, the result was nothing.

He couldn't understand why Gehros would suddenly disappear during the battle, so that he couldn't even perceive it.

You know, not to mention that his attack was just to vent his anger, even if all the Outer Gods were gathered together, it would be impossible to completely erase the existence of Geheros.

But this calamity star disappeared just like that, without leaving even a trace of breath.

Nyarlathotep really couldn't figure it out, he turned around and sent a questioning message to Abhos who was beside him.

Sadly, Abhoth is equally clueless.

He had indeed been paying attention to their battles during this period, but what he saw was exactly the same as Nyarlathotep.

All Gehros disappeared suddenly at a certain moment, leaving no clues.

Hmm... that's not quite accurate.

There are still clues.

Nyarlathotep and Abhoth turned their attention to the galaxy almost at the same time.

In that empty universe, quietly suspended a "comatose" figure.

That was Lu Yan.

On the surface, he was unscathed, more like asleep.

He was the only one who remained in place after Gehros disappeared.

Nyarlathotep's figure moved slightly and gradually moved to Lu Yan's side.

He looked at this strange mysterious creature carefully, guessing that the disappearance of Gehros might be related to Lu Yan.

Abhos also moved over, and the sticky light gray giant pool was still churning from time to time.

He sent a signal of inquiry, seeing that Nyarlathotep had no objection.

Abhos began to move his hands tentatively.

The evil spiritual power was released by him, rushing towards Lu Yan.

This kind of spiritual power with chaotic and dirty original rules, even the blasphemous twins, will be polluted.

But when it applied to Lu Yan, it didn't have any effect.

This frustrates Abhorth a bit.

Because Abhos himself could tell that Lu Yan didn't make any resistance reaction at all, and he was completely ignorant.

Even so, he was completely unable to defile this mysterious existence that suddenly appeared with his unclean aura.

Just like a slippery iron ball, no matter how much water is poured on it, it will slide away along the sides of the iron ball.

Abhos was very dissatisfied with this situation, and he released a more intense pollution atmosphere.

This kind of dirty and unclean origin rule almost dyed the space around Lu Yan green.

But after a period of time, it still ended in failure.

Abhos fell silent and withdrew his power.

He obviously had no other choice.

Seeing this scene, Nyarlathotep was a little surprised, but not too surprised.

After all, the strength that Lu Yan showed before is almost like a powerful outer god in human form.

Abhos, the ancestor of thousands of demons, is okay to pollute the old ruler, but it must be quite difficult for him to successfully pollute an existence of the same level.

Based on this cognition, neither Nyarlathotep nor Abhos realized that the reason for not being able to pollute Lu Yan was not for this reason.

Anyway, seeing that Abhoth's method had no effect, Nyarlathotep decided to do it himself.

His slender arms stretched out, enveloping Lu Yan in an embracing gesture.

Then one after another gray-black tentacles stretched out from the void, wriggling and wrapping Lu Yan layer by layer.

Then, these gray-black tentacles gradually faded, and quickly transformed from solid to nothingness.

There were only gray and black tentacle lines left on Lu Yan's body, and finally these lines gradually disappeared, as if nothing had happened.

This is Nyarlathotep's insurance measure to prevent Lu Yan from going mad after waking up.

After doing all this, the chaotic messenger immediately conveyed the treacherous thoughts to the depths of Lu Yan's mind.

He planned to use this method to wake up Lu Yan from his coma.

But the final result made him very disappointed.

Exactly the same as Abhos's situation just now, Lu Yan is like a big colander, no matter what kind of power it is, it cannot stay in his body.

No, the colander is actually not accurate.

This is more like a black hole, no matter how much power is passed into it, it will disappear out of thin air.

It was as if it had been automatically refreshed by his body.

Nyarlathotep looked normal, but he was a little anxious inside.

He hesitated for a moment, then turned his hand into a knife, and cut off Lu Yan's arm in an instant.

Due to the cosmic environment, after cutting off Lu Yan's arm, the gushing blood turned into drops of blood and floated up.

Nyarlathotep held Lu Yan's arm that had been cut off by him, and stared at the expressionless expression between the other's brows and eyes, feeling more and more puzzled in his heart.

Even if he was in a coma, he wouldn't be completely unresponsive, right?
He raised his slender arm again, intending to cut something from Lu Yan's body.

However, what happened next shocked him.

Without any energy or regular breath, Lu Yan's arm, which Nyarlathotep was clearly holding tightly, just disappeared into his hands inexplicably, and quietly returned to Lu Yan's body.

The overall harmony of Lu Yan's body, without the slightest scar, seemed as if everything just now was an illusion.

Nyarlathotep stared fixedly at Lu Yan's body, his emotions surging like waves.

In a daze, even he, the chaotic messenger, didn't feel anything wrong with what happened just now.

But this subconsciously considered normal situation is clearly the most astonishing anomaly.

He is the Messenger of Chaos born from Azathoth, and his original rules prevent the entire universe from being hidden in the slightest.

But he couldn't understand what happened just now.

It's not about rebirth from severed limbs, nor is there any special origin rule.

But Nyarlathotep would not be so shocked by any of his cognitions.

Purely a concept, or spectacle, that shouldn't exist.

Nyarlathotep carefully observed the unconscious Lu Yan in surprise.

Then he turned his heart and stabbed down again...

He tightly grasped the chopped off Lu Yan's arm, this time, he felt the whole body.

There are no fluctuations left, and they are paying close attention to what will happen next.

What happened next did not disappoint Nyarlathotep, and Lu Yan's body returned to its original state once again.

(End of this chapter)