Chapter 284 The Dark Goddess Shar Reappears
Chapter 284
Dark goddess, Shar!
This name is like a nightmare and a headache in almost the entire endless plane world and top civilizations.
Not only does she make many gods of the gods' civilization feel extremely difficult, but she is also an existence that the wizard civilization hates and is unable to deal with!
It is no exaggeration to say that whether in the sacred and glorious realm of gods or in the rational and rigorous world of wizards, the reputation of the dark goddess Shar is extremely bad.
And she herself has almost become synonymous with the word "trouble".
Not long ago, the Nightmare Rift quietly launched a series of actions against the clone of the Demon Net Goddess.
Although this incident did not cause much stir on the surface, it had already been noticed by the civilization of gods.
However, those gods did not really respond.
Because the main god is immortal, his clones can be generated at will like stars.
The death of two clones at once is nothing to them.
Therefore, the civilization of gods only made a few symbolic condemnations and "staged" a counterattack, and then downplayed the matter.
I thought this game would continue within the established unspoken rules, with both parties restraining each other and not crossing the line.
However, in a certain plane of the world ruled by the Goddess of the Demon Net, there is a neutral place where a large number of descendants of gods and members of wizard civilization gather.
A war that was originally strictly limited to not using higher beings, was completely out of control because of Shar's sudden arrival!
Without warning, she broke the long-standing tacit agreement between the gods and wizards:
"No beings above the level of the sixth-level Morning Star Wizard are allowed to be dispatched."
That is: the wizard civilization is not allowed to send His Majesty Huiyue, and the gods civilization is not allowed to mobilize gods of the same level to come in person!
But Shar...ignored orders and disregarded rules.
She descended upon that plane of the world with the terrifying pressure of a main god, swallowing the entire battlefield in her boundless darkness, like an insatiable abyss that swallowed up everything!
This not only shocked the wizard civilization, but also greatly angered the top leaders of the gods civilization.
Unfortunately, they couldn't control Shar at all.
Although she nominally belongs to the pantheon, she always acts independently and never obeys the orders of the Pantheon.
It was precisely because of her unruly attitude that the situation completely collapsed.
The wizard civilization was enraged and launched an unprecedented revenge.
One after another, His Majesty the Brilliant Moon left the wizarding world and sneaked into the realm of the gods, starting to hunt down those gods who had interfered in wizarding affairs.
In an instant, divine blood spilled into the starry sky, the divine fire was extinguished, and the kingdom of God shattered and fell into the void!
The civilization of gods was not willing to be outdone. Those truly powerful gods awakened one by one and took action, launching a counterattack against the Morning Star Wizard.
The flames of war suddenly spread, and murderous intent arose.
If it weren't for the top leaders of both sides forcibly suppressing the escalation of the situation, at this moment, I'm afraid the two major civilizations would have already entered a state of semi-total war or even total war!
But even so, the situation is irreversible.
The dark goddess Shar personally broke the unspoken rule that level 7 creatures would not be eliminated.
Although on the surface, both sides have somewhat restrained themselves and no longer openly deploy high-level beings on a large scale, this fragile balance is only temporarily obscured.
Nowadays, in wizard civilization, His Majesty the Brilliant Moon will occasionally raid the gods to carry out "limited settlements";
And the gods' civilizations also frequently had gods brazenly descending to hunt down Morning Star wizards and retaliate.
The entire world situation was completely changed because of Shar's actions.
A god who disregards rules, despises order, and worships darkness and destruction, with his unrivaled power, turned the originally fragile and delicate balance between the two top civilizations into a boiling chaos.
Now, the power of the dark goddess Shar has once again quietly descended upon the wizarding world.
To be more precise, her will is attached to the radical leader of the Meteoric Council, Sel!
At this moment, Sel was kneeling on one knee, like a believer surrendering to God.
His body was covered in dark liquid substance, and he looked like an alien wizard who had emerged from the abyss.
Sticky dark ripples kept wriggling all over his body, and he looked almost exactly like the frightening figure in front of him, the dark goddess Shar!
It is worth mentioning that the Shar that appeared at this moment was naturally not her true self.
If she dared to descend into the wizarding world in the body of the Lord God, it would inevitably cause a complete shock and collective hostility from the entire Wizarding Council in an instant.
That was the oppression of the gods that the world's power could not bear at all. It was impossible to cover it up with just a few witchcraft formations in Sel's hands.
The Shar before him was nothing more than a powerful incarnation of a god manifested in the material plane.
However, even though she was just a clone, her ethereal and dreamy figure still displayed the majesty and grace that a god should have.
She has graceful curves, her right hand lightly placed on her slender waist, her posture is charming and upright, and she walks slowly forward with her long legs that are elegant but oppressive.
With every step she took, dark and sticky trails appeared behind her, like dragging some kind of black skirt that never dried up.
It was not cloth, but some kind of living dark substance, slowly moving on the ground, which was chilling.
In this "skirt", one can even vaguely see countless tiny wriggling creatures twisting and moving.
Some have tiny tentacles, and some are like thin snakes spitting out tongues, swimming and moving in the shadows.
It was not a dead object, but an "extension of her" with some kind of thinking.
Shar finally stopped in front of Sel, but Sel was still kneeling on one knee and didn't dare to stand up.
His eyes could only reach Shar's extremely long legs.
Those long legs that looked like jade but were definitely not made of flesh and blood were not.
Instead, it is a perfect illusion formed by the condensation of dark and sticky substances. It is seductive, indifferent, but with an inviolable divinity.
What is even more frightening is that inside the dark and sticky "skin", there are thousands of tiny and slender creatures swimming.
Each one was rhythmically spitting out thin threads like snake tongues, so densely packed that it seemed as if her body itself was an insect nest in the abyss.
In this weird and oppressive atmosphere, Shar smiled gently.
Her smile is cool but not vulgar, elegant but not friendly, like a queen looking down at the world from the altar.
Her voice then rang out, clear yet deep, noble and calm.
Although she possesses a fairy-like waist and figure, and a charming appearance that can subvert the minds of ordinary people, her temperament does not have a trace of worldly dust and temptation.
She is not a succubus, but a true god, an unattainable dark lord.
This is not surprising.
After all, in the entire civilization of gods, Shar's status has never been humble.
She is one of the earliest gods born, and together with the Goddess of Light, she is the first god of the Creation Era.
The Goddess of Light gave birth to the world and became the mother of all things. She is the "Mother Goddess of the World" in the divine sequence.
Although Shar has never created life, she controls all the laws of order of darkness, death and destruction. Her status is so high that she is almost on par with the goddess of light.
If the Goddess of Light represents the beginning of hope and order, then Shar is the end of the abyss.
Apart from the radiant "Mother of God", who could be more noble, more elegant, and more awe-inspiring than Shar?
"You who gave everything..."
Shar opened her red lips slightly, and her voice was like a divine bell in the sky, solemn and majestic, making people want to surrender and kneel down.
"According to the rules of equality and equal exchange... I will grant you... the ability to change the status quo."
Her words were devoid of emotion, yet filled with soul-shaking feelings.
As she finished speaking, the hand that was originally elegant and slender, as if carved from ivory, slowly stretched out towards Sel.
But the moment it got close, the hand suddenly twisted and changed!
The entire arm seemed to dissolve, transforming into clusters of wriggling tentacles made of dark, sticky substance.
These tentacles coiled like a group of snakes, constantly rolling and growing in the air. Countless tiny creatures were crawling and swimming on the surface of each tentacle, swallowing and spitting out thin threads like snake tongues, as if uttering silent whispers.
It was a heterogeneous life originating from the dark abyss, chaotic, mysterious, and blasphemous to common sense.
The tentacles themselves are constantly twisting, contracting and expanding, as if each one has its own life will, emitting a mind-shaking chaotic aura.
If an ordinary wizard merely "saw" this scene, his mental strength would probably collapse in an instant and shatter like porcelain on the ground!
Only beings above the level of Morning Star Wizard can barely endure this kind of "performance" from the divine.
Sel was still kneeling on one knee devoutly, as if he had given up everything.
And those wriggling tentacles slowly fell towards his head, gently, slowly, and almost with a sense of ritual, clinging to his head.
The next moment, those tentacles crawled like snails and slowly "moved" downwards.
Wherever it passed, it left behind one sticky black mark after another, like poisonous ink flowing into the cracks of the soul, every drop corroding the boundaries of sanity.
Nausea, discomfort, and a spirit-tearing shock followed one after another, as if the whole person was being dragged into the abyss by countless strange nightmares.
However, this is just the beginning.
As the tentacles further differentiated, they actually entered along Sel's facial features, two eyes, two nostrils, mouth, ears... one by one!
Tentacle after tentacle, like hungry reptiles, silently "drilled" into his exposed seven orifices in the darkness!
They explored Sel's head slowly but firmly, as if they wanted to devour and reshape his entire consciousness!
Whether in body or soul, Sel has completely given up resistance and is completely open to Shar!
And Shar, who was standing in front of him, stared silently.
Her beautiful face, made of twisted black matter, remained dignified and noble. Even amidst constant changes and squirming, she still retained an almost eternal divine beauty.
She had a thoughtful look on her face, as if she was using her tentacles to search and explore every corner of Sel's brain, memory, and even soul.
Time passes slowly in silence.
Tick-tock...tick-tock...
Occasionally, drops of thick, dark liquid would drip from Shar's constantly wriggling tentacles, carrying a fishy, sweet, and rotten smell.
It fell on the cold ground with a subtle but creepy sound.
However, the dark liquid that fell to the ground was quickly swallowed up by the black robe that Sel was wearing.
The robe squirmed like a living thing, absorbing, wrapping, and fusing it, and quickly returning the power to deep within Sel's body.
This should have been a complete torture and desecration. Any normal wizard would let out heart-wrenching howls under such an invasion, and might even go crazy in pain.
But Sel's expression was extremely calm, and even revealed a hint of hidden ecstasy.
He closed his eyes, his face showing an intoxicated expression, as if he was in a dream. Every invasion of the tentacles brought him not pain, but a deep and thorough "gift".
At this moment, he seemed to feel the gaze of God and the nectar of grace pouring down upon him.
The whole person is like a fetus immersed in the gentle darkness, being nurtured, wrapped, and reshaped by the darkness.
Finally, as the tentacles one after another broke apart as if torn apart by some invisible force, the dark goddess Shar slowly retracted her jade hand, which had originally been as flawless as a jade carving.
And the moment she retracted her arm, the incomplete structure made up of twisted dark and sticky matter on the broken arm began to wriggle and reorganize as if repairing itself.
In a flash, it returned to its original state, transforming into delicate, slender fingers with distinct joints and a warm palm.
At the same time, the broken tentacles did not dissipate with the wind, but struggled and swam frantically as if they had life, swarming towards Sel's facial features!
In an instant, those wriggling tentacles, like out-of-control beasts from the abyss, forcibly drilled into his eyes, nostrils, mouth and ears, as if they were going to burst his entire head!
The scene at that moment was distorted, rampant and outrageous.
If an ordinary wizard were present, just witnessing this scene would probably cause his mental strength to collapse and he would fall into madness.
But what was shocking was that it ended with this sickening sight.
Far from showing any sign of pain, Searle suddenly pressed down from one knee to both knees.
He lay on his back with his hands spread out, his whole body trembling, but from his throat came one "crunch...crunch..." sound after another, as harsh and unpleasant as the friction of metal.
The laughter was hollow and piercing, like a broken soul screaming in the endless void.
His body had been completely twisted and deformed. Under his black robe, swarms of tiny insect shadows clung to and swam around. Those tiny creatures with black mucus flowing and their tongues constantly flickering covered his skin, hair, and even his eyeballs and mouth corners. He looked as if his entire body had been contaminated beyond recognition.
But Searle was immersed in an incomprehensible joy and satisfaction.
This feeling is not a false illusion, nor is it the spiritual induction of the dark goddess Shar, but a real transformation from the depths of the soul and from the origin of life.
He truly felt that he was getting stronger, and that was the pleasure of strength constantly pouring in and expanding like a tide!
Ever since the horrific failure of that plane expedition, it had been a long time since he had experienced the joy of growing strength.
In that battle, he seriously underestimated the profound background of a certain plane of existence. He wanted to conquer it with ease, but was counterattacked instead and almost lost his life.
In a panic, he forcibly opened the "Starry Sky Gate" at the cost of burning himself, trying to escape back to the wizarding world.
However, at the moment he crossed through, the starry sky gate was captured and analyzed by the other party.
The coordinates of the wizarding world were completely exposed, and because Sel retreated too hastily, he failed to eliminate the traces of those alien creatures.
This disaster eventually triggered a violent reaction from the origin of the world. The original will of the wizard world descended, activating the world's origin formation and wiping out the invaders from other worlds.
But in return, as a price, Sel was also deprived of the protection of the origin of the world and was completely "erased" from the vision of the origin.
Since then, he could no longer go on hunting and expeditions to higher planes.
They can only stay in those weak planes, constantly wrestling with level 5 Morning Star wizards, wasting their time.
However, high-dimensional battles above the sixth-level wizard level have become an untouchable forbidden zone for him who has lost the recognition of his origin.
For a long time, his strength remained stagnant and his progress stagnated. This pain was like a poisonous snake, gnawing at his self-esteem and ambition day and night.
He became more and more paranoid and crazy, blaming the cruelty of the wizarding world and the "betrayal" of the origin of the world for his inability to make any further progress.
Thus, an extremist organization called Radicals was quietly born and grew rapidly, and Searle was the instigator behind the scenes who fanned the flames.
Now, when the dark goddess Shar finally reached the deepest part of his soul and gave him the possibility to break free from his shackles.
Searle gave his all without hesitation.
At this moment, his ever-expanding magical fluctuations were breaking through layers of barriers in an almost unstoppable manner, and were violently leaping from the peak of a level six creature to the threshold of a level seven existence!
For this, he can give up everything.
Even if I hate the wizarding world, betray the wizarding world, fall into endless darkness, and dedicate myself to the throne of Shar...
All he wanted was one thing: more power!
(End of this chapter)
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