from Xingyuan

Chapter 509 214. Twisted Crossroads
"What an embarrassment, Governor Babrushka!"

Balcomon opened his mage's hand, crushed an asteroid casually, raised his staff with the other hand, and provocatively pointed at the mechanical giant with the sharp magic blade, smiling wantonly:

"Governor Xinghe, the majestic Night Butterfly, launched a mechanical descendant, and he was so timid about fighting—don't you feel ashamed?"

"Noisy..."

Babrushka snorted coldly, but did not refute.

The body of the sacred instrument was covered with scars, and the nanomachines were repairing at high speed during the chanting of the scriptures. These all revealed the fact that Babrushka fell into an absolute disadvantage in the spell confrontation just now.

And what about Balcomon?Balkomon's body is almost twisted with teeth and claws. The light reflected from his body is twisted into a complex mass of fluid. In the eyes of ordinary people, just staring at it for a while will cause dizziness, and if it is directly approached, it will be distorted. The curse shreds.

Babrushka glanced at the space around him—the light from the sun was also distorted.

Balcomon was simply a madman.

In terms of hard power, he is only slightly inferior.

However, the powerhouses of the Kappa order are cursed by Jingyuan, the more they use their power, the easier their will will be distorted.

Balkomon didn't mind this. He had taboo spells and superimposed powers at his fingertips, and he didn't care about being affected by the curse. On the contrary, the more twisted he was, the fiercer his offensive became.

No wonder it is a genius praised by narrative-level civilization.

The Golden Dragon Monk on the front line was already very difficult. If the Crystal Tower transferred this guy to the front line... the result is unimaginable.

"You didn't come here just to fight me, Minister Barcomon."

Babrushka nodded, and made a holy and melodious electronic synthesizer voice like a choir singer:
"If this continues, you will be swallowed by the curse, and I will also be cursed by Jingyuan—this is not a victory."

The implication is: don't fight anymore, it will be hard for both of us.

"Victory—was it useful?"

Balkomon uttered such a sentence very purely. He was carrying a staff, just like an ancient knight carrying a sword, completely confused from the bottom of his heart:
"Knowing that the opponent is weaker than you and won't threaten you, but you still make a bold move. Even if you win, it's still an ineffective victory."

"However, knowing that the opponent is stronger than you, it is absolutely impossible to defeat, but you go straight ahead. Even if you lose, you will be praised as a warrior."

"Governor Bablushka, may I ask: Is victory useful?"

There seems to be no logic in Balkomon's words, his thinking is distorted and chaotic, and the voice is transmitted from all directions:

"Victory is meaningless, only the battle at this moment really exists."

If the magical aura in his body had any substance, it spewed out, forming weird and frightening twisted tentacles.

Just listen to him raving like this:
"Soldiers who come back alive are a blasphemy against the battle..."

Blasphemy?

blasphemy...

Blasphemy! ! !

This sentence is filled with all kinds of countless emotions, which can be freely changed, twisted and intertwined, joy or sorrow, anger and hatred, and the mixed emotions make the entire river system turbulent.

"Fuck you..."

Bablushka quickly backed away, watching the frightening torrent of energy emanating from Balkomon's body, his heart sank:
"This lunatic is in 'curse mode'!"

The Kappa stage is not the force that this layer of the universe should bear. The more you climb on the road, the more you can't escape the intimacy and enthusiasm for Yuanyuan.

Every god-climber is very clear...the divine power they are after must come from a deeper star abyss.

If you are promoted, you have to dive, and when you dive, you will be favored and paid attention to by Xingyuan. After receiving the benefits of Xingyuan, you still want to come back up?
How can there be such a good thing.

For those who escaped from Star Abyss, the curse of Star Abyss will last their entire lives, intertwined with the fate of the other party's blood, until they are completely annihilated.

The curse mode is to completely liberate oneself, no longer resist the power of the curse, and instead actively respond to the call of the star abyss.

——Return to Star Abyss!
in a physical sense.

If this continues, he will drag everything around him into the abyss.

"Tsk, for the sake of the waning moon, this trip is really a loss—"

Babrushka cursed secretly, at this moment, news came from his subordinates, he browsed quickly and was overjoyed:

"Oh? The two fragments of the discerning eye - "Lyle Swindler's Deception" and "Lyle Swindler's Whispers" have already been obtained?"

Although the most valuable "Lyle Svendler's Fate Card" was not obtained, this is enough to pay back the cost.

Not only that, but the staff also brought news that made him even more elated:
"Observation found that [Machine Society] Mashgegang has invaded White Candle Star?! And established a parliament? It will come soon! Is there such a good thing?"

Babrushka's eyes lit up, and the electronic eyes shone with divine brilliance.

The mother of the night is above, it is the gods who are blessing the night butterflies to win.

The White Candle Star can be said to be the best source of soldiers for the Crystal Tower. Once the [Machine World Society] is swallowed up, the frontal battlefield of the Yedie Federation will be like a broken bamboo!

"This is the general trend... the fate of the Yedie Federation will be rewritten from now on!"

drag!
As long as you hold on to the only Kappa stage, you will win.

Bablushka hissed and laughed wildly:
"Uwahhahahahaha! Hahahaha!"

He shook his head violently, a twisted and terrifying smile appeared on his mechanical face:

"Ba~er~ke~mon! Since you want to fight so much, let me play with you!"

The poems sung by the mechanical slaves were full of ambiguity, the scriptures of the prayers were deviated strangely, and the light was instantly bent by the cursed breath, covering Bablushka's majestic mechanical body in an orange-red vortex like a black hole.

The Curse of the Abyss - Eccentric and Twisted

Balcomon popped out his tongue and charged with a torrent of magic power that changed the era. Wherever he went, the planet was burned into crystal glass by the magic radiation. The solid water decomposes and peels off, filling the galaxy with beautiful blue arcs.

Stagger, collide, tear!

In the battle of destruction and hatred, the real universe was distorted little by little. Wherever they went, even light and time were also distorted, leaving only cruel and crazy laughter echoing in the star world.

"This is the fate of the cursed."

Bablushka's staff shook their heads and did not comment on this.

As a decisive weapon, the Kappa has an extremely important position, and its shots are strictly restricted. If you are not careful, you may be dragged into the abyss, or even cursed by the star abyss forever.

Narrative-level civilization does not lack high-level powerhouses, but there are not many strong people who can fight normally.

The higher the level, the stronger the curse brought about by repeated ascents and dives, and they are only one step away from madness and destruction.

But even so... who can refuse the temptation to become a god?
(End of this chapter)