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Chapter 614: Lord of Snail Annihilation Keturt (Part )

In this lost ancient city.

Dagon chanted an ancient curse that could not be traced back at the top of his lungs. At the same time, he kept slapping the stone "water tank" in front of him with his hands. The thumping sound resounded like muffled thunder through the dark sky of Luoyan City.

Since the palace where Kturt lives is located in the center of the city, and the altar on the top of the tower is the highest place in the city, standing on the edge of the platform on the top of the tower, Chen Jing and the others can clearly see the snail. All the changes in the city.

Yes.

Dagon awakened this ancient city that had been dormant for a long time.

All the buildings that Chen Jing and the others saw were constantly distorting, as if the entire city's space had fallen into a state of distortion. They were squirming crazily in silent silence, like amorphous gelatinous matter.

At a glance.

The entire ancient city seemed to have turned into a pool of soft and thick green asphalt.

When they first entered this weird state, the shapes they squirmed and transformed were at least geometrical bodies that could be understood by humans. But as the more obscure spells blurted out from Dagon's mouth, the shapes they transformed were also It became increasingly difficult to understand, and even Chen Jing didn't know how to describe the bizarre phenomena that appeared in this ancient city.

"The blood of Dagon in my body is burning..." Priest Chagong suddenly said.

He had always maintained a humble silence before, especially during the conversation between Chen Jing and Dagon. He just listened but did not dare to speak, did not express any opinions, and did not dare to raise any questions.

He is not a madman like Notoya.

Not even a careerist like Gambaro.

So Chagun knew what he should do and what he shouldn't do.

"You feel it too?" Chen Boxu asked curiously. He admired Chagong's display of knowledge, so at this moment he didn't have much hostility towards the fish-man priest. Instead, he regarded him as a "reservist of his own." .

"It seems that Armitage's research is in the right direction..." Chagong saw the old man taking the initiative to talk to him. After knowing the other person's true identity, he naturally did not dare to neglect, and immediately replied, "We, Dagon's dependents... …The source of its power is not Dagon…but the supreme being served by the ancient god Dagon…”

"So the source of your sequence should be Kturt in Luoyan City?" Chen Bofu asked with a smile.

"That should be the case." Priest Chagong nodded cautiously, "I can feel that this city is reviving, and the extremely ancient existence sleeping deep in this city is about to wake up."

Just when Priest Chagong wanted to describe his feelings in detail, Dagon suddenly stopped slapping the "water tank" with his hand, and Tekili, who had been lying in the "water tank" from beginning to end, also appeared at this moment real body……

Only then did Chen Jing and the others realize that Tekili was not some kind of brachiopod creature similar to an octopus... To be precise, they were not sure whether it was a kind of creature because it was similar to the "Special Colors in the Deep Sky" Very similar, it is a life form beyond ordinary people's understanding.

If you look at it with the naked eye.

Then it is a group of amorphous black matter, which spurts out from the mouth of the "water tank" like asphalt, and then begins to spread wantonly in the sky, "flowing" freely...

It is the sky and the earth of Luoyan City.

It is also the violent wind and rain in Luoyan City.

Chen Jing and the others witnessed the whole process of the integration of Tejili and Luoyan City.

Tekili first used its own constantly proliferating characteristics to occupy the entire sky with its torso. Then, following the roaring wind, it split off part of its body and turned into tiny raindrops and fell to the earth.

At this moment, the sky and the earth are connected by countless sticky "silk threads", like disconnected lotus joints, they are constantly squirming towards each other and pulling closer... No, to be precise, it's Teji. Li is pressing the sky against the earth, or pulling the earth towards the sky!

"Why do I feel like I'm going to be crushed to death..." Chen Boxu looked at the sky that kept falling to the ground. Even though he knew that Dagon would not harm them, he still felt a little creepy. "I remember one time when I was young. Being accidentally pushed into a hydraulic press... Damn, that's what it feels like!"

"don’t worry."

Dagon no longer recited those obscure ancient spells at this moment. It had done everything it should do, so like everyone else, it looked up at the sky that was rapidly approaching the ground.

"We will meet soon in the master's palace..."

Although they were comforted by Dagon, everyone was obviously still a little worried. Even Priest Chagong, a devout follower of Dagon, couldn't help but reveal unconcealed fear in his eyes.

now.

<divclass="contentadv">The speed of the sky falling to the ground accelerated again.

Chen Jing looked back at the old man and nodded to tell him not to worry. Before the old man could respond, the sky made of Tekili suddenly pressed down...

In an instant.

Chen Jing and the others all lost consciousness as soon as their vision went dark.

And it was just a moment.

Chen Jing's consciousness and even his visual system were restored.

"What is this place……"

Chen Jing subconsciously looked around, only to find that he was in a strange building, and the old man and the priest Chagong were completely missing. Dagon didn't seem to be here either, Tejili... it was still there, but it was It's in heaven.

Just when Chen Jing was looking around for the old man in confusion.

He heard a faint breathing behind him.

Before he could even turn around.

He only felt the person behind him suddenly raise his hand and put it on his shoulder.

That hand is a human hand.

The skin is so pale that you can almost see the veins.

But in terms of touch...

It doesn't look like a human hand.

Because of the bitingly cold yet "soft" touch, it is really difficult to associate it with the palm of a normal human being.

"Old friend..."

"You made it easy for me to wait..."

"You have been absent from this banquet for hundreds of millions of years..."

Hearing this slightly hoarse voice, Chen Jing couldn't help but turn around and saw a tall and thin stranger standing behind him.

Judging from appearance.

The other party meets all the elements related to human beings.

The European facial features, dark, slightly curly short hair, and the classic suit loved by old-school gentlemen all made "him" look like a "fellow countryman" who had traveled through time from the last century.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Keturt...?"

Chen Jing didn't know what to call this ancient god for a while, because he really looked like a human being in the outer world, and he couldn't feel the slightest aura that an ancient god should have.

"King Huang can't come."

"I can only attend your banquet in his place..."

Hearing this, the pale and thin Keturt smiled and slowly took back his right hand on Chen Jing's shoulder.

"It doesn't matter, you or him, it's the same."