Chapter 617: Azathoth, the Source of Chaos

. The strange and charming ballad slowly drifted between heaven and earth, revealing a profound truth, as if it was the truth that intoxicated people.

Almost everyone was immersed in the ballad, and even though they didn't understand anything, they vaguely understood what it was saying.

The ballad praised several beings, and the last one...

Irresistibly, people thought of that name, and some even read it out loud.

"Father of the Gods, Azathoth..."

The next second, their minds became blank, and a large amount of inexplicable knowledge emerged, and all the mysteries of the universe were revealed in their minds.

In fear and desire, they fell into obsession and madness.

Crazy screams and roars.

"My Lord!"

"O Chaos Core Azathoth!"

"Lord..."

Before the fleshy tentacle monster Hatak and others had polluted, the beings in the ancient fairy world had fallen into absolute madness because they had said something they shouldn't have said!

Even most of the strange fairy practitioners had sunk, and only a small number of strange fairy practitioners, relying on their strong will, remained a little sober in their addiction and did not say the name that carried great terror.

At this time, the roar continued to explode in the sky!

In the eyes of ordinary creatures, twelve vague figures whose specific appearances could not be clearly seen surrounded the corrupt evil god and attacked!

Tentacles, sharp mouths...

strange sounds, strange whispers, accompanied by attacks, constantly surrounded the world.

"You deserve to die, die, die!" The wailing and roaring echoed.

The corrupt evil god was pressed to the ground by twelve guys, and he couldn't get up after being beaten.

He looked frustrated. These guys didn't use the rules and beat him with their weird bodies!

It was unreasonable!

Boom!

His faceless face was whipped by a tentacle full of sharp teeth. His figure became more and more illusory, and disgusting green slime stained his face...

"Ah!" He wanted to struggle madly, and even used the corrupt rules. As

a result, except for two of the weaker gods who were greatly affected and stopped temporarily, the other guys relied on the powerful rules to resist. Even if they felt a little uncomfortable, they continued to beat him as if nothing had happened!

Boom!

The earth cracked, magma gushed, dust covered the sky, and the polluted earth, sky, ocean, etc., it was like a scene of the end of the world, just like the ballad that was still echoing silently...

"When darkness shrouds the beautiful world that is born, who will get the special praise from the gods?"

"When death and silence spread all over the world that used to be, who can get the hope of eternal life..."

The weird ballad slowly drifted away.

The mechanical spirits were horrified. Without the invasion of power, they could still observe the battlefield with the protection measures against pollution.

At this moment, they stared blankly at the scene where the previously domineering Corruption Evil God was pinned to the ground and beaten by a group of evil gods.

"What kind of place is that dark world? Why are there so many evil gods?!"

Yager muttered to himself.

Not only did he see the ones fighting now, but there were also blurry figures watching on the other side of the dark passage, obviously not planning to come over.

If the ones who didn't come over were included, how many evil gods would there be? As

his mind was shaken, he suddenly saw that the illusory spirit of the Corruption Evil God had become very blurry and transparent, and even missing some parts. He didn't know which evil god had eaten it.

Judging from the situation, the corrupt evil god can't hold on for much longer, and he might be killed in the next moment!

Just when they thought the situation would go on like this, the change occurred again...

The ancestor of Nanyan lowered his head in fear, and didn't dare to look at the battlefield at all, because he found that the more he looked at those vague existences, the more he saw, and the more polluted he would be!

At this time, the mechanical spirit murmured absentmindedly in his body, "What have I done?"

Summoning an evil god caused the death of more than half of the thousands of mechanical spirits, and the clone that was originally thought was not...

It turned out to be a more terrifying evil...

Suddenly, the mechanical spirit was filled with regret in his heart and was stunned, because it realized that the evil god connected with the sense of connection was not one of the people present, and it was not even the guy who was looming in the dark passage...

It asked the ancestor of Nanyan who was shrinking his head, "Which evil god did you ascend to contact?"

In its opinion, as the main contact person, the ancestor of Nanyan should be able to sense more things.

Suddenly, it saw the ancestor of Nanyan's eyes widened, and his face was filled with fear, as if he thought of something.

It was just as it thought. The Nanyan Patriarch thought of the feeling he had vaguely sensed when he wanted to ascend.

That vast, chaotic, supreme, and ethereal will...

"What's wrong?" The Mechanical Spirit asked hurriedly.

After it asked again and again, the Nanyan Patriarch said with horror, "That... that feeling..."

His throat moved, and he spoke out his feelings in panic, and then the Mechanical Spirit fell into a daze.

Suddenly, it had a flash of inspiration, and listening to the ballad that was still ringing in its ears, a terrifying thought came to its mind.

"Is there an even more terrifying existence?"

It trembled in its heart, not daring to believe it, and thought in a panic, "No, no! I must be imagining it!"

But before it could comfort itself more, the changes in the ancient fairy world appeared...

something they didn't care about before...

As the ballad echoed, the polluted beings around the world shouted and prayed frantically, calling for the Lord in their hearts.

A name was constantly being chanted.

"Father of the Gods..."

"God of Blindness and Stupidity..."

"Chaos itself..."

"Azathoth, the core of the original chaos..."

All beings prostrated themselves and prayed. A strange situation occurred. The originally noisy prayers gradually became uniform. It was very strange!

The prayers gradually became higher and louder!

"Hehe...haha..."

At some point, the weird whispers also joined the prayers...

The prayers echoed and quickly spread throughout the world. The attacks of the outer gods who were ready to kill the corrupt evil god paused.

Before long, the prayers echoing around the world turned into praises.

"Without consciousness and desire, chaos and disorder."

"He is blind, he is stupid."

"He cannot recognize his own existence."

"Everything is meaningless to him."

"The universe is a dream."

"Reason must be a burden."

"Great Azathoth, blind Azathoth."

"Praise his surging figure with blindness and stupidity."

"Sacrifice his chaotic nucleus with reason and knowledge."

"Sleeping in the dream without knowledge or consciousness."

"Praise you! God of blindness and stupidity! Azathoth!"

Accompanied by the subsequent high-pitched screams, the connection was stronger than ever, and a strange scene immediately appeared.

(End of this chapter)