Wizards Under Cthulhu - Vol 6 Chapter 33

This force appeared in Fred’s body without fear of numerous obstacles to the will of the world.

The crack in the eyeball disappeared at a speed visible to the naked eye, and then a pair of bright and eye-catching eyes appeared in Norman’s field of vision.

At this time Fred’s momentum is also rising.

While breathing, Fred comprehended the rules of fate.

Even so, it is still not proportional to his contribution.

His aura is still rising.

The vast and pure holy energy fluctuates.

They are free from the shackles of this world, like a big river, flowing slowly, and the direction is surprisingly Fred who is still returning to his original form.

Standing between the sky and the earth, the still giant silver-blue whale was startled by this momentum, slowly waking up from its deep sleep, and gently swayed its body.

The moment the whale moved, the monks who circled around slowly opened their eyes and looked at Fred.

At the same time, Fred shifted his gaze to another direction.

Norman saw the monk move, the mark of the silver chain appeared on the surface of the skin, and the resonant breath began to tremble and crack.

followed Fred’s gaze and looked over.

That is a tall young woman.

This woman looks in her twenties, and her expressionless face is really Madam Mead, but the lines on her face are much softer than that of the serious Madam Mead.

Just as the whale’s swing was increasing, Fred glanced at the whale.

As if afraid of disturbing him, Fred stopped the growth of his aura abruptly and stayed at the pinnacle of the rule wizard.

The whale slowly returned to calm, and the surroundings also returned to calm.

When the monks saw this, they returned to the previous posture of kneeling and praying.

Only Mead stood up slowly, looking at Fred and Norman blankly.

“Mead,” Fred called.

Mother Midea didn’t respond, she slowly raised her hand, her eyes flashed with holy white light, “Dirt, you can’t live in the world.”

The moment 　　’s words fell, the silver mark on Norman’s body shattered, and the torture instrument that had disappeared under his skin reappeared, more violently than before.

In silence, one of Norman’s arms fell apart.

A clear brain is occupied by anger and tyranny.

Nine chains appeared, and then twisted into nine huge colorful tentacles.

Instinctively, he was about to attack, Norman snorted sharply, his figure was indeed backing quickly, the nine tentacles behind him disintegrated into countless pieces, and they were burned out by the holy light.

“Grandma!” Norman shouted.

At the last moment, Norman abruptly controlled his instinctive impulse.

is a great harm to someone like him who is completely dominated by chaos, darkness, and curse.

Not only that, his physical condition is extremely miserable.

Countless instruments of torture are cutting his body, and even over time, such instruments of torture will also cut his soul.

But no matter what the pain is, it is not as painful as the current situation of Mother Mead.

Mead not only shot Norman, but also attacked Fred.

This kind of attack has no warning at all, the attack is there where there is light.

As the attack was on Fred, Fred was still looking at Mead.

The strange thing is that the attack seems to be ineffective, and there is no wound at all.

There were countless transparent thin lines on Fred’s body.

These thin lines are the same dust as the light, just like the holy light that permeates all around.

The other end of the thin line was connected to Mother Mead’s body.

Neither Norman’s shout nor Fred’s strangeness caused any reaction from Grandma Mead.

There was a dazzling white light in her eyes, and she was suspended in the air.

At this moment, she seems to be the master of everything.

Fred looked up at his wife, with endless sadness in his eyes.

For two thousand years, a normal third-level wizard had already died, but Mother Mead used the power of the maze world to seal herself.

If you are outside, there are many different ways.

But here, there is really only one way.

How strong is Mother Midea’s desire to keep him alive, he will be doubly hurt here.

Obsession!

Whether it is the obsession to keep Fred alive, the desire to avenge Norman, and the greed for power.

These desires are intertwined into a big net, which has devastated Mother Mead.

No matter how painful it was, Mead persevered.

But, she didn’t realize what the final result was.

She is just a wizard, a wizard with little experience.

In the confusion, desire, pain, and strength increase, forming a cycle between the three.

This cycle continuously pulls Mead into the abyss.

If she has outstanding insights, she might be more careful and prudent.

It’s just that there are no ifs in the world.

Fred knew it, because Mead connected himself to him in order to maintain his life.

In the long river of fate, their journey was boring and painful and clear.

Any damage he has suffered now will be completely reflected on Mead.

But there is nothing he can do!

Such pain is more painful to Fred than physical pain.

At this time, Mead is already a Leviathan loyal monk leader, all her thinking is controlled by Leviathan, and her purpose is only one: to purify the people who broke into here!

Like a god-like power control, Norman kept evading.

It’s just that even the air here is filled with the purification power unique to the Fascinating World.

The process of purification is painful, and pain will produce new purification power. As time goes by, Norman’s death is only a matter of time. UU reading www.uukanshu.com

“Norman, get out of here!” Fred’s eyes looked at Norman, but his gaze seemed to penetrate the long river of fate, and he did not dare to fall on Norman.

He didn’t know what happened to Norman.

Only after a glance, he gave birth to an inexplicable fear.

This fear made every cell in his body tremble, and his destiny was changing strangely.

Norman at this time has no human form.

There was no trace of the torture instruments. They emerged from Norman’s body, and then frantically cut the unclean creature.

“I must take you and Grandma away!” Norman’s voice trembled, and he kept approaching Grandma Mead.

‘S body was cut into countless deformities, and he still tried to get closer.

For Norman’s approach, Mead’s emotions didn’t fluctuate in any way, she was like a demon with no emotions.

Countless strengths have gathered. In this world, she can withstand 30% of the energy of Leviathan, the **** of creation.

This energy is enough to turn everything in front of you into the most primitive energy, and the pain during the period is definitely the most delicious meal for the **** of creation, Leviathan!