Chapter 972 Shrinker

"It hurts...I hurt so much..."

It was an extremely unpleasant sound, like the groaning of a drug addict before death, or the wailing of a woman whose lower body was crushed by a train, and more like the "creak" of stones scraping hard on the glass. The sharp and ear-piercing sound, anyone who heard it, would tremble in their hearts, and feel an inexplicable sense of disgust!

And this voice...

It came from behind the stone gate. Due to the angle, Chen Feng couldn't see what was inside. He could only see a withered hand placed on the side of the stone gate.

How would you describe that palm?

Dry, thin, like a layer of black skin on the bones, so ugly!

More importantly, it is just an extremely thin arm, no matter how withered the flesh and blood of an adult, it is impossible to shrink to that size!

To be exact, it was the arm of a child, even a baby.

The situation began to change in an unpredictable direction. In Chen Feng's original thoughts, the helper summoned this time was synonymous with strength and evil. It is also like a giant.

But the scene in front of him made all of Chen Feng's thoughts come to naught.

This is too different from the imagined summoned beast. It is thin and dry, revealing an atmosphere of despair and gloom.

And when Chen Feng's focus was still on the fact that the other party was a variety of monsters, a head that was difficult to describe in human language poked out from behind the stone gate.

The baby-sized head, but the skin is as if infected by sulfuric acid, dark, rotten, lifeless.

The other party did not show the aggressive aura as imagined.

On the contrary, it gave people an extremely cramped feeling. It looked at Chen Feng with peaceful eyes, as if... like a pet dog was examining its long-lost owner, or... a baby saw something that he hadn't seen for a long time. close relatives.

As for not showing up just now, it wasn't the other party's intention, but... I was embarrassed to come out and recognize myself.

Why is there such extreme contradiction in this world?

He is strong and thin, evil and cowardly, there are too many contradictions in him, even the well-informed Chen Feng, at this moment, is confused by this extremely contradictory guy.

However, Chen Feng still felt a familiar aura from the opponent.

At this time, the lemur's gaze was also attracted by the other party. Although the lemur looked like a little girl on the outside, it was still a terrifying abyssal creature in its heart.

Except for Chen Feng, it didn't pay attention to anyone or anything at all, but now, the monster that suddenly appeared has attracted the attention and curiosity of the lesser devil. Step forward.

Seeing this strange behavior of the lemur, Chen Feng woke up suddenly as if he had had a nightmare. He finally realized what the familiar feeling on the other party was. The most extreme kind of energy, abominable!

At the same time, Chen Feng communicated with the abyss and instilled the other party's information into his mind.

Atrophy.

Like the undead, out of the stillborn wombs of the gods, the Shrunken was born.

Numb and cold souls linger beside the shrunken ones—the life energy of a powerful creature is imprisoned in its unclean aura, while the life force of a weak creature will be quickly consumed.

This is an undead creature that can attract and devour souls. They are babies born by the gods to conceive the next generation, but unfortunately die.

If it is just an ordinary creature who dies, there is only one end, and that is to be buried in the ground, and as time goes by, it will turn into a thin and small skeleton and be completely annihilated in the long river of history.

But the shrinking ones are the children of the gods, and they are born with unimaginable power.

Like a child born of a god, it even has a legendary or even stronger power when it is born.

Life is not fair.

This is one thing that cannot be doubted.

An atrophy is a misshapen, incomplete black membrane with unmistakable undead features. It resembles a wet, shriveled, and swollen human infant, with no hair on its head. Its eyes are hollow and lifeless. It kept drooling as dirty and disgusting as its mouth.

Just like now, when this shrunken person completely appeared in front of Chen Feng, Chen Feng saw that its arms were very slender, and there were sharp and brutal claws at the ends of the thin arms, and its The legs had shrunk completely, hanging beneath its body like useless dead objects. Shrunkens never walk, they are always floating in the air.

And in Chen Feng's mind, among the many messages about the shrinking person, the one that made him feel most uneasy was...

Whenever a shrunken one is born, the gods will panic, and they will try their best to seal this terrible remnant in the evacuated dead plane or under the remains of a dead civilization.

This is an existence that is feared by all the gods. In terms of blood, they are the heirs of the gods, but from the moment the other party becomes a god, they have become the most intuitive obstacle to the other party's survival.

Regardless of the dimension, when an expedition digs up a shrunken one, tragedy strikes—once freed, the shrunken kills all life in and around the area until it is neutralized by unknown causes.

In some kingdoms of the undead, many of which are dominated by necromancers, it may in fact be the shrunken leader.

Atrophils are hapless creatures mocked by life. Their present existence will only bring destruction and despair to all.

Atrophils, to be precise, are incomplete minor gods who have acquired enough sparks of divine power to become undead.

They are born with divinity. If they are born normally, they will be the luckiest existence in countless dimensions. They have the care from their parents and are the caretakers of fate.

But unfortunately, due to various reasons, they fell into the world.

They are no longer the cared and loved children of the gods, nor are they the patrons of fate, but have become undead creatures that devour life and are feared and avoided by all creatures.

Some Atrophils roam freely across the planes, while others are sealed away in various realms, or buried under the ruins of the realm of the dead.

The gods do not allow their own blood to tarnish their glory. Even though there are many shrunken ones, they rarely appear in the outside world, because from the moment they are born, they are sealed forever...

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