Divine Tribulation of the Star Civilization - Chapter 707

[707. Advent of the Eucharist (7)]

In the dark, Amon heard the beating sound of dark pulse.

That was the sound coming from his huge body. At this moment, the eight eyes on his forehead were bloodshot and widened. The ugly, twisted face was deformed by convulsions, and fear spread silently.

A sense of terrifying danger in the face of natural enemies made him momentarily confused and at a loss.

Great oppression is coming!

In the chaotic time and space, those huge eyes stared at him in the darkness, as if casting an evil spell, making him unable to move, and the previous violent energy was gone!

“Come out! What on earth is this? How dare you peek at me!”

Black evil power surged from the hole in his forehead.

Amon was roaring, his deep voice echoing and buzzing, but this roar was more like emboldening himself.

What about humans? Where is the guy who stole his Horcrux?

A glimmer of light appeared behind him. Without thinking, Amon responded with a few silent waves, and the human’s shadow disappeared immediately.

There is nothing behind him.

Amon was breathing heavily, and the huge pressure made him feel uneasy. He turned around and saw that the place was still empty…

There was a pressure that suddenly came over him, making it difficult for him to breathe.

“It’s that human, how could he send out such a terrifying sense of oppression?”

Amon was stunned for a moment, quickly retreated, and wanted to escape, but the pressure came from all directions, making him not know where to hide.

“Whoa!”

A white light flashed, and Amon was hit instantly!

The white light pierced directly through his chest.

“Wow -“

“Kaka!”

Before he could recover, there were several more muffled sounds, and his body was heavily overturned by an invisible pressure. His body seemed to be stepped on by a huge foot, and his bones were broken. The sound, the muscles and bones all over the body were broken.

“Shameless reptile, you dare to attack me!”

The Horcrux is as important as the heart. This level of injury is not fatal to him. As long as his soul is immortal, his body cannot be destroyed.

But this made Amon furious, and he roared uncontrollably. He turned his head and looked in the direction of the attack, only to see Zhuge Yun standing behind him.

“I found you! Little reptile!”

“What? You…”

Amon stopped all movements and stared blankly.

A pair of blood-red eyes were extremely cold, staring at him indifferently. His face and expression were completely different from what he had seen before.

Although the figure is still so small, there is an invisible aura that makes people feel fear and despair.

The silent darkness never ends –

and behind the little human, an ethereal image is about to emerge.

It feels like the edges and corners are changing for no reason, as if they are condensing.

The shadows were about to move, and the sun, moon and stars dimmed instantly, as if the dark universe was completely obscured by that image. The dark stars were twisting and squirming crazily, so terrifying!

In Amon’s mind, he kept searching for memories related to this image.

“What is that?”

Every cell was searching frantically. Countless overlapping images appeared intuitively before his eyes, but only a series of ever-changing perceptions were left – not so much what the eyes saw, but what they saw. It is the brain that senses this change.

A majestic, huge, and ancient aura hits your face!

Amon could hardly move!

In that ever-changing perception, the cognition experienced by the ancient god Amon was vague… In other words, everything that entered his mind was always lingering in his mind, but he was completely unable to realize it clearly. Through what channels do you get these feelings?

It was as if someone had smashed into his mind with a heavy hammer, as strong as an enlightenment!

“Na…a…” “

s’uhn-ngh athg li’hee orr’e syha’h” – Sign this sinful contract and give me my eternal soul in return.

The one who silently said this name was not Amon.

It was another person who was completely overwhelmed by the huge image behind Zhuge Yun – Saint Agatha.

A string of characters came out of her mouth unconsciously, as if someone was telling her how to protect herself.

At this time, she said the name unconsciously, but she didn’t know what it meant. She just felt that just saying it made her hair stand on end.

At the same time, the name also appeared in Amon’s mind.

No, it should be called something – Nyarlathotep.

This name is famous in the realm of chaos. Every ancient creature should have heard of it when it was born.

Unlike St. Agatha, Ammon knew what the name stood for.

It was created by the original dark chaos, a pure nameless creature. Before the universe was formed, it was still in a particle of dust with infinite mass but infinitely small volume. It was a god that was conceived, and it was the most powerful among the gods. A dangerous category.

It was the ancient enemy of all the gods, an ancient creature, the messenger of the main god Azathoth, the existence between the foreign gods and the rulers of the old days, the messenger of chaos in a state of suspended animation-

Nyarlathotep.

“Do you want to continue to be trapped in this illusory space? You challenge me without knowing your own capabilities, and you still call me by my first name…”

“What!!”

Amon’s heart was tugged, these words were obviously saying to himself. of!

There were murmurs in the darkness, as if countless souls had gathered together and were whispering.

The surroundings were freezing cold, and all the matter in space and time was pressing on Amon’s body, making it impossible for the huge body to move at all.

He won’t move.

It was like being in a silent body of water at ultra-low temperatures. Even if the liquid was still in a liquid state below freezing point, his thoughts stopped in the freezing cold.

Endless fear grew in his heart, and Amon seemed to wake up from a dream and suddenly realized.

The brain collapsed quickly like an explosion, and every cell was trying to think of the reason – why this guy?

The ancient god actually appeared in the space and time he controlled?

“No… no! Lord… I don’t dare anymore…” The huge power over Amon forced him to say these words.

“I didn’t know it was you…”

“I know…get out of here…” The majestic voice was lowered, with a tone of extreme contempt.

Amon was trembling, cold sweat dripping down his neck.

This feeling is very strange.

He didn’t dare to look at those scarlet eyes anymore. It seemed that just one look could make him fall into the infinite abyss and never recover.

Even though the person standing in front of him was just a tiny human body, the feeling of terror and oppression was real, right on his body, making him shudder.

The black and angular thing was swaying in front of Amon, and the light of the stars flickered on and off. You didn’t need to think about it to know that it was a figure from the creation of chaos.

Void sneered at him again, extremely unkindly.

Amon thought that the souls he had devoured were only a fraction of the evil of the other party. At this moment, every breath he took seemed to be the breath of death. Fortunately, he was called the God of Death!

In front of the truly ancient nameless being, he was nothing at all!