Chapter 177 Yu Shen takes over again (Part 2) (Please subscribe)

Boom!

In the subspace, the goddess Ergani has been paying attention to the condition of Quetzalcoatl.

After discovering that her brother was injured, Ergani immediately stood up from his throne and wanted to help.

But at this moment.

Huge thunder appeared over the battlefield.

The blazing thunder, like an inverted giant tree, pierced the barrier between the subspace and the physical universe. It was extremely brilliant and unbridled, demonstrating the ambition and power of the God King.

Ergani's face was gloomy, and her slender fingers clenched the hilt of the sword in her hand.

In an instant.

Things seemed to be rapidly falling towards the irreversible abyss.

But at this moment, a sudden change appeared in Ergani's mind.

"So you are always here, Feather God Istaya."

Ergani raised her head.

In the haziness, one can see pure and sacred light, gathering into an ocean in the depths of the subspace, and a beautiful life like a butterfly is flapping its wings and shuttles rapidly.

She slowly retracted her gaze, and her frown gradually relaxed.

There seems to be some connection between the active periods of the Old Ones. Most of the Old Ones fell asleep at a specific time and became active at a specific time.

Even his father, Caius, the God of Primordial Fire and Chaos, followed this rule.

And now, when these two ancient old rulers become active.

Another person born in the ancient times of this continent, the feather god Istaya also ushered in a new period of activity.

On the battlefield of old times.

Quetzalcoatl's brows furrowed and his muscles tensed up.

If there was just one Old Dominator, he was still confident that he could deal with it.

But now, Hastur, the King in Yellow, and Cthulhu, the Lord of Minral'lye, are in the dark. Caught off guard, Quetzalcoatl cannot be unprepared for the joint attack of the two Old Dominators.

"The situation is a bit bad."

Quetzalcoatl thought secretly in his heart.

Despite this, Quetzalcoatl did not fall into despair.

He still has the authority of the void, and even if he cannot be defeated, he can still escape from the two old sieges.

What's more, although Hastur, the King in Yellow, looks eagerly, behind him, Cthulhu's fat and deformed face is obviously full of reluctance and even a little bit of uncontrollable fear.

Thousands of years have passed...

But the fear that his father's original fire left in Cthulhu's heart has still not dissipated.

In fact, this fear has become even more profound because of the last battle with Typhon.

Cthulhu did not attack him out of his heart. It was more likely that he was coerced by Hastur, the King in Yellow. Of course, the thinking among the old rulers cannot be speculated according to logic.

Therefore, this idea is just the guess of Quetzalcoatlus.

But next, you can try to break through from Cthulhu, and then use the power of the void to quickly escape from the battlefield.

The numb and itchy feeling in the wound became more and more intense.

Even half of his body was vaguely uncontrollable. Many rotten granules grew on the wounds, and pus and blood flowed, making it look very disgusting.

Quetzalcoatl took a deep breath and understood that he had to act quickly.

Otherwise, the longer the delay, the easier it will be for changes to occur.

Think of this.

Quetzalcoatl no longer hesitated, turned around, and blew out a fiery breath towards Cthulhu.

The big octopus hidden in the smoke screen immediately scrambled to deal with it. Taking advantage of this opportunity, Quetzalcoatl used the authority of the void, its huge body disappearing and appearing, trying to escape from the battlefield.

But at this moment.

A feeling of restraint suddenly came from his body.

With a somewhat ugly expression on his face, Quetzalcoatl returned to the real world from the hidden state of the void, only to see that his rotting wound was covered with a layer of thick earthy smoke.

If you look carefully, it's not actually a smoke screen.

Instead, they are densely packed with tens of thousands of flying insects. It is only because of their large number and small size that they look like smoke at a rough glance.

These flying insects are connected to the body of Hastur, the King in Yellow, like a strange chain tied to the body of the Quetzalcoatl, making it difficult for him to escape from the battlefield.

"Things are getting a little difficult..." Quetzalcoatl frowned.

He saw the robe of the King in Yellow bulging, and a voice came: "You can't escape."

Whoosh!

It's a pity.

The King in Yellow is only handsome for three seconds.

Before he could even finish his words, a bright light fell from the sky.

At the beginning, there was only one ray of light, but in an instant, more and more rays of light fell down, and they became brighter and brighter. Billions of rays of light gathered together and turned into a sea.

The surging and holy power is condensed in the golden sea of ​​light.

A huge butterfly with a wingspan of more than three thousand meters, covering the sky and the sun, descended on the battlefield out of thin air.

She opened her mouth.

What came out was not sound.

Instead, it is a circle of light waves spreading outward, and the bright light waves contain destructive power.

The calm lake water began to ripple under this force, and then boiled and rolled. The surrounding hard ground sank like water waves, the huge forest was destroyed, and giant trees tens to hundreds of meters high were uprooted by this force. It was terrifying.

The shock wave swept all around.

Within a radius of dozens of kilometers, there was a mess.

In the center of the battlefield, Hastur, the King in Yellow, suffered the most damage.

When Cthulhu attacked Quetzalcoatl just now, it did not use all its strength because it was concerned about the existence of the Primordial Fire, so Quetzalcoatl had enough reaction time to deal with it easily.

But this attack was different.

Quetzalcoatl inherited the power and part of the authority of Su Heng and Quetzalcoatl Istaya.

In a sense, they can be regarded as the children of the two. And the feather god Istaya had just woken up from a slumber that lasted for thousands of years, and saw that his children had been severely injured.

Even the gentle and kind-hearted Yu Shen fell into an almost crazy rage.

The top-notch Old Ones who use all their strength are undoubtedly a more terrifying force than natural disasters.

Just like a radiant meteorite falling mercilessly from outer space, the body of Hastur, the King in Yellow, was pierced by this force in an instant, and his tall body was squeezed and deformed.

Blood-like liquid gushes out from the holes in the body.

His body was twisted, torn, and evaporated...and only a charred torso remained. In the distance, Cthulhu, who witnessed all this, couldn't bear to cover his eyes and wanted to retreat silently.

But his huge body was as conspicuous as a mountain of flesh, and he could not escape the keen gaze of the feather god Istaya.

Istaya left Hastur's scarred body on the ground, then opened his mouth and let out a sharp roar. A beam of light tore through the wilderness, spreading layers of arc-shaped high-energy apertures to Cthulhu's fat body.

Body pierced.

Then Istaya flapped her wings, rushed to Cthulhu's head, and fought with the fat boy.
Chapter completed!