I, a Saiyan, cultivate immortality in the world of Nine Uncles

The space city, which had been in a wartime state, suddenly changed. A leisure park in the central area was completely closed, and people of various identities often entered it, including gods, ghosts, cultivators, and aliens.

Of course, from another perspective, they all have something in common, that is, they all have some strange curse methods.

These citizens of the space city gathered together for a common action to teach the old ruler who attacked the city lord a huge lesson.

Everyone is ready, brewing their own curse method, waiting to start.

Deep below them, Jiang Yeming's true soul opened the hypercube, and a black line shot out.

It is the curse of time on the body, and it can still carry out sneak attacks as if it is intelligent.

It's a pity that it faced Jiang Yeming, who had been prepared for a long time.

The moment the black thread sprang out, the hypercube suddenly closed, cutting off the black thread, and at the same time a force field cover covered the black thread, but even so, the black thread quickly dissipated in disregard of the laws of physics.

At that moment, Jiang Yeming exercised the power of the rules of fate, and all of this space suddenly stopped.

A strange thing happened, there is a faint red filament connected above the black line, this is the remnant of fate left by the old ruler who attacked him secretly.

Following this red filament, Jiang Yeming's true soul tentacles reached another world.

The entire space is full of floating ancient relics, even in the world of the old rulers, Jiang Yeming's real soul tentacles look at the end of the red filaments, a huge head and countless tentacles under the head.

Under the strange shape, there are countless dependents in black robes singing and praising.

that's it!Jiang Yeming knew this guy's name from the praises from his family members.

Jiang Yeming, who was about to go back, suddenly stopped. He was absolutely safe in the state of fate, why didn't he look at the red line of his opponent's fate.

So he approached Cthulhu and touched the huge red line that emanated from his body.

As soon as he touched it, he was bounced away. Cthulhu, who has an eternal life, contains a huge amount of fate information.

But with this brief contact, Jiang Yeming had obtained a very crucial thing, the real name that bears the secret of the souls of evil gods and demons.

With Cthulhu's real name in hand, it's easier to curse him.

He resolutely exited the spying state of fate.

In the closed garden, a voice appeared in the ears of all the citizens of the space city who are good at cursing: "His name is Cthulhu, curse it. This is its real name: Isodosiyat Biasoshen Otis."

real name?Everyone present has never used such an advanced thing as a real name curse, and they are all stunned.

Fortunately, a short memory was sent to them respectively, it was about the real name curse, it was not complicated.

Then, a red mirror floated over the park, on which was the image of Cthulhu with a huge head full of tentacles.

With the image of the target and the real name involving the soul, this is much more effective than obtaining the opponent's body tissue, so all kinds of strange curses are cast, and enter the old dominance along the red mirror passage.

In the space of the old rulers, Cthulhu suddenly felt a little abnormal, but he couldn't tell the reason.

He erected his huge body, looked around but found nothing.

suddenly!

The huge body was tilted unexpectedly, and the body fell to one side, crushing a large group of dependents into meatloaf.

'Bad luck is coming' was first launched, and Cthulhu entered a state of bad luck, and bad luck began to befall him.

Cthulhu, who didn't know that he was cursed, was wondering why half of his tentacles suddenly cramped, and even lost his balance and fell down.

Even weirder things happened.

Countless invisible fluctuations came through the air, large areas of tentacles rotted, flesh and blood collapsed, spontaneously ignited, exploded, and highly toxic mist emanated from Cthulhu's body, constantly infecting the surrounding family members.

This sudden change made Cthulhu understand that he was attacked, and it was his best curse technique.

In an instant, Cthulhu's head swelled a bit. It had never encountered so many and so many complicated curses befalling him at the same time, and it seemed that he was very unlucky. Every curse could pass through the body's resistance and cast successfully.

Layer by layer, curses filled Cthulhu's body over and over again, and he howled in pain.

Even Cthulhu, who is proficient in the law of curses, cannot lift this variety of curses.

What made it even more troublesome was that there were so many curses that he would be fine as long as he could overcome them with his resistance, but this was not the case. Those curses faded, and new curses would appear on the back feet. The situation that he could resist with a high probability suddenly failed.

It seems that luck is against him, and bad luck keeps coming.

The curse came over and over again, and when the pain was too much for the evil god to bear, it struggled and roared:
"Space City, Jiang Yeming, you must be playing tricks. It seems that you are not dead yet."

A piece of crimson flesh and a piece of hair were put into the weird microwave again, and the tentacles full of disgusting acne turned on the power to the maximum, and Cthulhu poured all the power of the evil god into the microwave, pouring out evil curse words.

It's a pity that Jiang Yeming, who had been prepared for a long time, had already put the body cursed by time into the hypercube, and this time the curse could not be delivered at all.

Just when its curse was fruitless, a passage appeared in the void above the head, and the golden stick shot out with the intention of extinction.

Cthulhu's spirit was shaken suddenly, and he was no longer able to resist this kind of attack under so many curses.

That being the case, in despair, Cthulhu broke one of the tentacles, angrily: "Do you think you can humiliate me by allowing this kind of pain? Even if you give up this divine body used to escape from the old place, I will give it back a hundredfold."

It said that its body inflated rapidly like a balloon, getting bigger and bigger.

boom!The whole space was covered by red blood rain, and Cthulhu blew himself up, offering sacrifices together with his family members.

The sacrifice made by Eternal Evil God with his most precious body is not ordinary.

Its target is not in this abandoned space, nor in other planes.

It is the great old creation god 'Azathoth' who has transcended the boundaries of time and space and traveled in three dimensions.

The existence above the three dimensions cannot be seen directly. The nameless and shapeless Azathoth conscious subject received this sacrifice. The originally unconscious Azathoth responded unexpectedly this time.

The disaster, the disaster that the old rulers didn't want to see was triggered by the anger of the evil god Cthulhu. The creator of the last era and the source of destruction finally penetrated a trace of soul tentacles into the three-dimensional material world.