I became the Great Old One

On the ruins of the village.

The battle between the flesh giver and Ziglina is almost over.

At the beginning, this giant flesh giver did show a strong oppressive force. Thousands of huge palms fell from the sky, wrapped in brilliant tail flames and streamers, like stars falling from the sky, and the end of the world has come.

But Ziglina and the white wolf Fenrir are not yet adults.

But they have inherited the authority of the old days, and the two descenders have shown their own strengths at this time.

The sword of Volsung was unsheathed.

Between the flashes of the sword, one palm after another was cut off by the roots.

The desperate breath of death spread on the wound. Even with the blessing of the mother tree, the injury could not be recovered in a short time.

And the white wolf Fenrir was fearlessly fighting with the giant flesh giver head-on. The size difference between the two was similar, and each palm of the flesh giver was a sharp weapon.

And the hair and claws of the white wolf should not be underestimated either.

This guy is simply a natural destruction machine. The more injured he is in the battle, the more brave and violent the White Wolf Fenrir becomes.

If the situation continues like this.

Even if the White Wolf Fenrir and Ziglina can achieve the final victory, they will have to pay a certain price. It will take a long time to slowly kill the flesh giver with strong vitality.

But when the battle is the most intense.

The big snake Yormgard, who has been hiding in the dark, suddenly attacked.

The huge body entangled the huge and bloated body of the flesh giver, although the flesh giver had freed himself from the fatal entanglement of the big snake in the first time.

But in these few short breaths.

Fenrir and Ziglina have seized the opportunity and poured destructive power on the flesh giver.

The sword of Volsung broke a big hole in the flesh giver's chest, and blood like a fountain mixed with broken internal organs gushed out of the wound, and then formed a turbulent river of blood on the ground.

These injuries look very serious.

But it was not fatal to the flesh giver.

The real key problem was that the snake had just injected a deadly venom into his body.

The venom of the snake came from the plague authority, which was inherited from the powerful Old One, the Yellow King Hastur. The power of this authority was so terrible that even the powerful Quetzalcoatl was hit when it first encountered it. Its power could not only corrode the body and flesh, but also corrupt and devour the soul.

Many illusions appeared in front of the flesh giver, and his consciousness was tortured by countless intense pains.

He could no longer tell the difference between reality and illusion.

He was just furious and attacked all around indiscriminately. Although the flesh giver was fierce at this time, he had actually become a dying trapped beast. As long as he could survive this most dangerous time, he could slowly win.

On the other side.

The more critical duel had just begun.

Enherel was stronger than Kras who was fighting with the White Wolf.

But when facing Loki, Enherel still had a look of doubt on his face, and he dared not take action.

"Loki!"

Enherel naturally recognized the evil god in front of him, who was known to everyone in the Nine Realms.

Of course, he had expected that he would be attacked by Loki when ambushing the White Wolf, and Enherel also arranged a big gift for Loki in the plan.

A team of seven flesh givers ambushed on the way Loki had to go to the battlefield.

As long as Loki appeared, the battle would start instantly.

But now...

Loki still appeared on the battlefield, so where did the flesh givers he ambushed go?

As if he noticed the doubt and confusion in Enherel's eyes, Su Heng laughed twice without emotion, and he stretched out his five fingers downward, and transparent ripples appeared in the space.

Seven strange goat heads appeared in Su Heng's palm.

These heads were strung together with intestines, bloody, and looked like some kind of evil magic weapon.

Pairs of pure black pupils were staring at Enhril dully, and the lips of those monsters seemed to be still moving gently.

They were all still alive... Enhril realized this. The strong vitality of the flesh givers allowed them to live for a while even if they only had one head left.

But now the key is.

When did the evil god in front of him have such a strong fighting power, enough to kill multiple flesh givers in a short time.

You know, even Thor, the god of thunder, was not easy to deal with so many flesh givers when he was ambushed. He repelled many flesh givers at the cost of his own injuries.

Moreover, Thor, the god of thunder, could not kill all the flesh givers.

Otherwise, Enhril would not appear on this battlefield at this time.

Enhril's eyes have disappeared, one of which was sacrificed to the evil god, and the other was destroyed by Thor's lightning. But even so, there was still rotten flesh rolling in the shriveled eye sockets, indicating that its owner was thinking about something.

As expected...

Enhrel tried to speak: "Loki, I understand that you also want to overthrow the rule of the Aesir. Otherwise, you would not choose to endure and accept the blessing of the mother tree after having such power. When the rule of the Aesir ends, you can become a new god..."

Puff!

Even at this time.

Enhrel still tried to persuade Su Heng to make Loki their ally.

If such an attempt succeeded, then the future war would become much easier.

Unfortunately.

Su Heng's remaining patience has been exhausted.

Before Enhrel finished his words, a huge palm fell from the sky, strangled Enhrel's head, and then exerted a little force.

Crack!

The hard skull of the flesh giver.

It was as fragile as tofu in Su Heng's hands.

In the past ten years, Su Heng has been using his own power to subtly change this puppet body.

Such changes cannot be carried out too quickly, otherwise the world tree will find clues and may be expelled directly. But even so, ten years, even if this puppet body only contained a small part of Su Heng's power, was enough to undergo a complete transformation. At this time, Loki's physical strength alone might have surpassed Thor, the strongest god of thunder among the nine realms.

Plop!

Enhrel's headless body staggered to the ground.

Blood flowed out of his broken neck like a fountain, and then the flames covered his body and began to burn rapidly.

Something unexpected happened to Su Heng. The destructive flames attached to Enhrel's body, but they could not hurt his body at all.

Loki was the god who held the power of fire among the gods of Asgard.

Although his flames were far from comparable to Su Heng's own flames, their power was also not to be underestimated.

Su Heng frowned slightly.

He threw the head, which was shattered into a twisted ball of flesh, into the fire and took two steps back.

After a few breaths, a strange change suddenly occurred in the fire. A large amount of black smoke burst out from the flames, and Enherel's body twisted into a ball.

His broken bones were rapidly proliferating.

They soon pierced the flesh and blood, and kept growing with a numbing creaking sound.

Crash!

Those pale bones turned into the roots of the tree, and then gathered together to form a thick trunk, and finally spread out to the sky to form branch-like forks and branches.

Just like that, in a few seconds.

A thousand-meter-high white bone tree appeared in front of Su Heng.

All the bones on Enherel's body had been taken away, leaving only a mass of rotten and broken flesh and blood.

The flesh and blood that exuded a foul smell also attached to the roots of the white bone tree, quickly climbing upwards, forming a human face where the trunk condensed.

The rotten human face was full of white worms.

If you look closely, you can find that the facial features of the human face are somewhat similar to those of Enherel before.

"You rejected the invitation of the mother tree..." Enherel's murmur came from the distorted human face, repeating continuously, the voice became louder and louder, and the tone became more and more sharp.

"So, are you ready for endless depravity!?"

Click!

In the loud snapping sound.

Two scarlet pupils appeared in the empty eye sockets of the human face.

The eyes stared at Su Heng, full of trembling malice and madness.

Enherel's eyes were reborn under the authority of the mother tree. His pupils were originally looking down, but soon, Enherel had to slowly raise his gaze, higher and higher, until he finally tried his best to look up at the sky covered by the dark body.

Because when Enherel was blessed by the mother tree and deformed.

In front of Enhrel, Loki, a frost giant, was also deformed, and this kind of abnormality was even crazier than Enhrel.

Loki's body was constantly expanding like an inflated ball. The pale skin could not accommodate the swollen muscles and organs. Muscle lumps that kept beating like tumors were squeezed out from the cracks of the broken skin. These muscle lumps piled up on Loki's body surface, and the scorching steam emanated, and when they gathered together, they turned into a smoke screen that covered the sky and the sun.

The flesh lumps became more and more, hundreds of them. Soon Loki turned into a scarlet muscle monster in front of Enhrel.

Puff!

The ribs that were squeezed and broken by the muscles began to grow.

Like sharp blades, they pierced through the flesh and blood one by one and were exposed to the outside.

The internal organs began to grow along the support formed by the bones, and then the intricate nervous system and blood circulation system. There are many super-reaction organs in these flesh and blood that Enherel has never heard of.

Bang, bang, bang!

Many overlapping scales appeared on the surface of the flesh and blood, and the scales made a loud metal snapping sound and were inlaid together to form a dark armor.

At this point, an incarnation of Su Heng that was reduced countless times appeared in front of Enherel.

Such an incarnation exhausted all the power that Su Heng left in Loki's body. Once such a form appears, it is destined to not last too long. Moreover, Su Heng also noticed that a certain will of the world tree was awakening. After the war, his incarnation might be directly expelled by the golden world tree.

But there is no way...

Enhrel is just a small figure like an ant in Su Heng's eyes.

But the Mother Tree of Desire behind him should not be underestimated. It is one of the incarnations created by the Black Goat of the Pillar God Forest. In essence, it is of the same level as Yog-Sothoth that Su Heng met before.

Such a person.

Even if only a small part of the power and will descended into the lower world, Su Heng had to treat it with caution.

"Peaceful and beautiful times are always short in this crazy universe." The familiar power flowed in the body, although weak, it was enough.

Su Heng sighed.

His pupils, like molten fire, stared angrily at the white bone giant tree in front of him: "Your destruction is a foregone conclusion."

Su Heng took a deep breath and exhaled. The flames like a river of fire fell from the sky. The air absorbed the huge heat and expanded and cracked, forming a huge mushroom cloud in the sky.

The burning red flames flowed from top to bottom in the air like water.

While it was beautiful, it represented the ultimate destruction.

Su Heng attacked without reservation. All skills and moves were useless in such a collision. Only the purest destruction can play an ideal role.

The giant bone tree that Enherel transformed into was still thinking of testing the opponent.

He did not expect Su Heng's move to be a sure kill.

His combat experience was too weak, like a child holding a pair of sharp scissors. Although it could indeed threaten Su Heng's incarnation to a certain extent, it was very difficult to play a role in actual combat.

The blazing flames and soaring smoke completely enveloped the giant bone tree.

Enherel struggled and screamed.

The blessing of the mother tree gave him a strong vitality, but even so he could not resist Su Heng's primordial fire. The flame was both destruction and rebirth.

Endless vitality, at this time, became an endless torture for Enherel.

The giant bone tree trembled, and branches collided with each other. Large pieces of charred limbs fell to the ground and turned into ashes. Finally, the whole ancient tree collapsed completely in the burning of the great flames, making a loud sound like a landslide and tsunami.

The white bone giant tree was burned by the flames.

And Su Heng's body was slowly collapsing and breaking apart. His spirituality was extracted from his body and had to travel a long distance to return to his body.

The huge shadow of the world tree descended over the battlefield.

After noticing that the breath of the two outsiders disappeared at the same time, the shadow that had just condensed and emerged disappeared again.

At the moment when his consciousness was completely separated from the Nine Realms, Su Heng's perception was also liberated. He looked up at the sky, the sun's light had been swallowed up, and a huge moon almost covered half of the sky.

The Mother Tree of Desire took deep roots on the moon, and a pupil split open in the dense flesh and blood roots.

It was staring at Su Heng coldly and ruthlessly.

Under the roots of the Mother Tree of Desire, hundreds of millions of demons surged toward the Nine Realms like a black tide, but were blocked by the defense line formed by the World Tree and the gods of Asgard.

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