Chapter 105 Dream Dancer
Lynch didn't care at first, until the moon got darker, when he had a dream.
The lizard man didn't know when he fell asleep, he almost never hibernated.
This is not normal! As soon as Lynch entered the dream, he realized the power of chaos. He wanted to break free from the dream by staying awake.
In the darkness, a figure approached the lizard man.
It danced and groaned at the same time.
It quietly skips over dreams that emerge and then shatter in an instant, and leaps over the vaguely floating and broken sweet words.
The joys and sorrows of love are like the wave of its hand as it dances, and the slight lift of its legs interprets the aristocracy's intoxication with life.
Honor dances with it, and greed embellishes its posture.
Fortunately, all this has nothing to do with Lynch, as he has long since detached himself from worldly desires.
How well it dances! The sexy stretch outlines the youthful emotions, and every movement is full of blasphemy.
That was praising the glory of the Dark Prince! Lynch wanted to kill it in his dream, but an unknown force was controlling the lizard man's body.
He subconsciously followed its movements, and like a starting signal, Lynch was forced to join this dark dance.
The dancing demon shadow came closer, its golden mask flickering and changing all the time.
It is dancing to a story from eight thousand years ago, whispering the death of the old gods.
Lynch used his inhuman willpower to abruptly stop the action, which even made his bones creak.
Lynch looked away with difficulty, not wanting to look at its golden mask, which contained the power of the evil god Slaanesh.
But he couldn't look away completely, so he could only look downward to avoid being distorted by the divine power as much as possible.
He can't even close his eyes now! The lack of a dance partner does not affect the performance of the masked dancer in the dark.
It had long been accustomed to dancing alone, offering praises to the Prince of Darkness for endless years.
Lynch remembered its origins, which almost changed the life state of the Lizardman, turning him into a non-entity more in line with the devil.
In the dreamy dance, the masked dancers depict the tragic defeat of the ancient saints with fierce movements, and show the calmness of the dark gods with lazy and harmonious postures.
The fearful, desperate and numb Gods of Order were interpreted in a puppet-like dance. The division and conflict of the Dark Gods contracted into a spasmodic rotation.
It's getting closer.
Slaanesh's eternal dancers whirled and leaped around the lizardmen, and Lynch's body trembled in the effort of resistance.
He was fighting his instincts, but luckily he had won such a battle once before.
The bones were broken due to the fierce and determined resistance, and the unnatural self-healing ability healed Lynch's injuries.
The girl cursed by Slaanesh was still performing the masked dance, which lasted until the Cataclysm and the surrender of the northern people to the devil. This was the beginning of the Norsemen's conversion to darkness.
Its movements were transformed from that of a stiff puppet to that of a nimble and strong warrior.
It whispered to Lynch about the first mortal to ascend to a demon, and revealed the first being to betray the ways of the Old Ones.
This is the devil's show of victory. It wanders ambiguously, showing its perfect self to Lynch.
Lynch knew the former, which was even worse.
Ignorance is good, and the lizardmen are too knowledgeable.
The shadows trembled as the first Demon Prince, the original Ascendant, announced its existence to the two in the dream, but it retreated almost instantly.
Even Be'lakor, the Lord of Darkness and the first Daemon Prince, did not dare to dance with the leader of the Slaanesh "Masked One" succubus.
The deceiver in the darkness teases the noble and tenacious soul.
It told Lynch about the lingering survival of the cold-blooded empire, the corruption spreading across the land, and the ancient creations that succumbed to chaos one after another.
It tickled Lynch's spirit, dancing a dance of despair and hatred towards him.
Lynch didn't care. He wiped out the bitterness in his soul, crushed his weaknesses, and became more inhuman.
The cold-blooded species' protection is not for reward, but simply to follow the instructions left by the ancient saints.
Although he hated the fallen young species, he wanted to kill the demons that lingered in his dreams even more.
A keeper of the God's secrets had already tried it, and its failure didn't prove the lizardmen's determination? Perhaps it should tell its fellow enthusiasts to proceed with caution.
Lynch gathered his strength and watched the never-ending dance quietly.
It came closer, regretting the creation of the "Great Vortex" and the retreat of the demonic power.
It rejoiced again, praising the wars between the ancient saints, singing the conquests between nations, and the mortals' disregard and acceptance of the dark forces.
Lynch clenched his fists. He didn't feel Kotego's scepter. It seemed that the demon was also afraid and did not dare to let Lynch bring the ancient saint's weapon into his dream.
It danced a lighthearted dance, its playful posture mocking the eldest son of the ancient saint. It danced to the loss of the cold-blooded empire and was forgotten forever.
The young cub bit the elder fiercely, and soon after, more cubs swarmed in, biting their lost brother who was wrestling with the darkness from behind.
Either distorted by chaotic forces or due to various selfish desires.
The masked dancer spoke with a powerful and cheerful pace, completely ignoring the increasingly dangerous lizard man.
It praises the sons' forgetfulness, betrayal and cannibalization of their eldest brother.
It moved a step closer, and Lynch could even smell the disgusting musk.
The wind caused by the dance slapped the lizardmen, and the incessant groaning of bones was the accompaniment of the dance of darkness.
Lynch used all his willpower to suppress his anger and waited for it to come closer.
The Dark Prince's dancer arrogantly displayed her dance moves, using her dying movements to embody the cold-blooded empire's futile resistance to the invasion of Chaos.
It used the other half of its body to stir up vitality, singing praises to those explorers who plundered and attacked the cold-blooded species when they were blocking invaders from the world.
The ecstatic dancer ignored the danger of the lizard man or disdained Lynch's abilities.
It approached again, trying to soothe Lynch's scales.
Like a ferocious tiger, Lynch desperately suppressed his desire to dance with his partner and bit the devil dancer's wrist hard.
It seemed to have anticipated the lizard man's counterattack and made an evasive move in advance, but it didn't expect the lizard man to be so swift! The angry dancer still maintained his perfect dance posture, but the devil's screams and cries of pain were the best recognition of Lynch.
Lynch bit off its right hand. If the demon refused to take up weapons and duel with the champion, then he should give up this plan forever! He would wander pitifully outside the palace of the Prince of Darkness forever, dancing an unknown dance, timidly and fearfully trying to please his master.
Before Lynch could tear it apart, it retreated nimbly.
Resentment is also transformed into dance, and fear is also hidden in it.
It escaped, albeit in a graceful dance-off.
Lynch gradually regained consciousness and saw that Teclis was binding himself and other Asur with a web of light.
There were six Swordmasters of Hoeth with broken legs and arms, their faces showing morbid fanaticism.
They are dying, or already dead.
Darker spirits replaced these warriors, and once freed from their magic, they began to dance for the Prince of Darkness.
Asur suppressed his grief, and after the invitation to dance was gone, he personally executed his fallen fellow tribesmen.
Dawn arrived, but it could not dispel the gloom that shrouded the adventure team.
There's a scary guy, after the Secret Keeper, targeting them.
Maybe they knew each other, or maybe they were jealous of each other.
I was so sleepy and couldn't sleep well in the hospital.
(End of this chapter)
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