Chapter 107: I'm not feeling well

The eyeball was itchy, and when Lynch chopped another ogre to pieces, new life seemed to grow there.

They happily scratched Lynch's lens, and from time to time some curious little guys tried to drill into it.

They crowded together, jumped for joy, and cheered for vitality.

This fragile life was fleeting. Lynch healed the wound, and the high temperature brought by Kotego's scepter burned the protein.

It took no time at all to kill this group of alienated ogres. The living spores jumping around in the scattered flesh and blood were like naughty children, showing their sharp teeth and big mouths, pouncing on living creatures.

Every piece of flesh and blood became an individual, and flesh and blood was everywhere.

Lynch unfolded the Light of Kotego, and the sunlight caused the unclean boy to die with screams.

The evil new life eventually died.

It seemed like just another blip on the journey.

The adventure team lost their way for a short while. The evil moon could not be used to determine the direction as it had no regular patterns.

In fact, this shouldn't be the case. Lynch is in the Lustria rainforest, and the ever-changing rainforest is like his home.

Fortunately, there are many ways to determine the direction. Before Lynch used traditional methods, the wizard quickly marked the location.

The birds and animals in the forest were very quiet, and faint moans rang in Lynch and Asur's ears.

It soon turned into a mumbling whisper again.

The dull voice appeared in Lynch's ears after a long time, but he was not surprised at all.

"Be careful, buddy, there are some perverts targeting you."

"I built a hut for you in my father's garden with the branches of the rash tree. It is full of vitality!"

Lynch would rather listen to the long-bearded dwarf's endless complaints than receive letters from the darkness.

But he couldn't refuse.

Until they got close to the river again, Lynch looked at the wizard in impatience, hoping that he could see something wrong with him.

Teclis looked at the lizardman, holding his breath.

The hazy starlight faded away, like the embers of a fire that was about to burn out.

The great wizard was a little frightened, but he told Lynch the cruel reality without changing his expression.

"The ancient saints are far away from the world."

Lynch was a little confused. He hoped to hear more about the devil.

Soon, he remembered how neurotic the wizard once was.

Is the mark of Ashhoranka being shaken?

Lynch had no emotional reaction to this.

He can still wield his weapon and everything is normal.

The fish and animals in the river were also very quiet, as if they were hiding from the evil moon.

They floated quietly in the river, their white bellies facing the night sky.

At first, a Swordmaster of Hoeth coughed lightly, and then another elf's body began to become red and swollen.

The Archmage gathered the Wind of Life, only slightly slowing the decay process.

He reassembled the Wind of Light, but an invisible force was interfering with the mage's spellcasting.

Lynch vaguely saw a yellow-green world. In the swamp formed by sewage, countless fat demons were bathing.

Blood is mixed in with the yellow and green.

Hairy flies were buzzing in the sky, group after group, piling up into thick floating islands.

The yellow clouds in the sky reflected the various disasters happening in the mortal realm, and scenes after the plague were played out one after another.

Beneath the rotten trees hollowed out by insects, the vines wrapped around the trees are thriving.

The bizarre scene disappeared, and the archmage reversed the magic with the help of Safri's Crown of War.

The last scene Lynch saw was a fat, winged demon putting down the old mortar in his hand, looking regretful and lost, on the top of a towering dead tree, in a nest made of dead leaves and worms.

The lizard man was annoyed that he could not engage his enemy head-on; he hated this tactic.

Just like a fly, although it can't cause any harm to Lynch, it is too annoying and difficult to counter.

After all, the great devil or the demon prince has set his feet on the realm of God.

They always have means beyond common sense and can distort reality at will.

Fortunately, there is a huge gap between demons and the mortal realm, and they are facing weakening from the "Great Vortex".

If they were in the Chaos Demon Realm, each of them could raise islands at will and shape the matter in space at will.

The new magic woven by Teclis eliminated the plague from Asur, but before the traveler could take a few safe steps, groans of suppressed hatred were heard from the shadows of the jungle.

Lynch could hear the dancing steps wandering in the rainforest and see the dancers appearing and disappearing. There was nothing in his hunting perception, and he could not smell any blasphemy.

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It's there! But it hasn't lifted the curtain on reality and is still trapped in the absurd.

The evil moon was intoxicated in the dance, it cast an even brighter and more obsessed evil light, causing the evil spirits to become restless.

It would be better to reminisce with "fellow villagers"! The shadows became crowded, and alienated humans were squeezed out from time to time, screaming and turning into blood.

Crimson drenched in shadows, the dead followers of the Everchanging wailed about its forsaken identity.

Cursing the abandoned child who lost his entity because of the curse, and the proud child who lost favor because of rebellion.

"Lord of Darkness! You will never be able to gain the trust of the true God again!"

"Shadow Puppet Master! You pathetic lonely soul, don't even think about restoring your former glory. You have angered the owner of the Book of Fate!"

The first ascender has come? Lynch knew countless taboos about this guy. During the Cataclysm, it had attracted the attention of the Four Gods and bestowed upon the Mortal Realm an irresistible gift.

At that time, it led the demons to destroy countless new species, and humans who converted to chaos were its believers.

Only Lustria, Ulthuan, and the Mountain Kingdom can stop its edge! Amid the fear and praise of countless mortals, it can no longer see itself clearly.

It wanted to become the fifth Chaos God! Naturally, the disobedient slave was taught a lesson.

No matter how hard they work, no matter how powerful and cruel they are, they are ultimately just lackeys of the Dark Gods.

More demon princes appeared, and with each birth, its power weakened.

Then, it set off a rebellion.

This rebellion attracted the attention of the Four Gods of Chaos. The War of the Princes led to the fall of many powerful demons and also laid the groundwork for the establishment of the "Great Vortex".

This does not mean that Lynch should thank it. On the contrary, the Lizardmen are its sworn enemies.

The first destruction of the Awakening City was the work of this first prince.

In the end, this evil dog who betrayed everything was punished.

It was stripped of its form by the defeat of the Chaos invasion and forever wanders in the shadows.

It prayed to the gods for a second chance, and Tzeentch granted it, stripping the original ascendant of the remaining grace and infusing it into the crown that crowned the Everchosen.

And it is only fit to be a crowner, watching its power being controlled by others.

In other words, Lynch now just has a dangerous follower.

He had gotten into many dangers, and this one was not the worst.

These maggots in the shadows can't kill him anyway... If they had the ability, why would they hide in the shadows?

Its arrival reduced the number of prying eyes in the dark, and without the believers of the Changeler, Lynch felt more at ease.

(End of this chapter)