Chapter 183 The Missing Person Appears

Summoner of Evil Spirits: Sixteen Imprisoned People

This is how it was recorded in the book. Ye Tingbai couldn't understand what this description meant. The sixteen imprisoned people seemed to be used to describe 213, as well as some of his characteristics and 213's common mantras.

"Hey, is the evil god here? He's out to destroy the world."

The second apostle, the Weaver, is a special being whose life is connected to the ancient gods and is immortal.

The third apostle, the Dark Crow, is a minion of C'Thun. He is an assassin type. He hides in the darkness. Sometimes he is a crow, sometimes he is a human. He has strong assassination ability.

The fourth apostle is a strange existence. It does not spread pollution, and it is not crazy. Instead, it helps humans heal their pain. It looks like a woman wearing a purple hood and dark brown hair.

Even in modern times, this person often appears in teleports to treat various injuries and illnesses. Even if they are contaminated, she can heal them, so she is also called the Twilight Dark Healer.

The Fifth Apostle Soul Crosser

The sixth apostle, the guardian of the ancient gods, he looks like a man with blue braids, holding a large shield, and the shape of the shield is more similar to an eye

The seventh apostle, Emperor Wicklor, this apostle is also called the Twin Emperors. He has another side, an apostle who looks and dresses very similar to him, but is extremely powerful. He only rarely appears, and the conditions for his appearance are not known.

So many times the seven or eight apostles are considered to be one person

The Ninth Apostle, Summoner of Doom

The Nine Apostles were wreaking havoc in the Third Era and had long been notorious. Otherwise, humans all over the world would not have been forced to use this suicidal behavior to seal C'Thun.

At least on the surface, C'Thun is an out-and-out evil god, while Mechanical C'Thun is a wage earner created in the Third Age. His only job is to fight against C'Thun. As for other gods, he doesn't care about them at all. It can intervene and will not cause trouble to humans. Instead, it will provide humans with a system of abilities.

So this deal is not too much. Ye Tingbai has always been cautious about the power of C'Thun's flesh and blood. He knows very well what damage C'Thun's invasion will cause to the world, and helping Shenhai is also to some extent. Help humans themselves.

Ye Tingbai asked again: "Is there a time limit?"

"Time means nothing to me, but it means life and death to you. You can delay it indefinitely, as long as you don't care about C'Thun's awakening."

Ye Tingbai: "Okay, I promise you."

A huge voice shook the deep sea, he was shouting, and all humans and organizations stationed near the deep sea heard an incomprehensible word.

"Okay, the contract is fulfilled. From now on, you will be the beloved of my mechanical C'Thun."

Ye Tingbai lost consciousness before he had time to think. As for Ye Tingbai, who was standing outside, his left eye emitted a dazzling light, and something strange was squeezed out of the hole. Something similar to mud, and after these things were discharged, Ye Tingbai's left eye recovered in an instant.

Ye Tingbai said to the empty ice surface.

"Zombie, can you steal my power?"

After saying this, Ye Tingbai stepped lightly on the ice, and the ice surface began to mechanize rapidly. This completely disrespected basic science. The ice was converted into metal-like substances at an extremely fast speed, and as the machinery moved Due to erosion, the shadows under the lake surface had nowhere to hide, and broke through the ice surface and collapsed.

It was a monster more than thirty meters tall, with all kinds of machinery hanging all over its body, but its head was only the size of a normal person. It looked like a deformity.

Xiao Hanyue knelt down on the spot after seeing Ye Tingbai like this.

“My God, I am your believer and I will always be your believer.”

Xiao Hanyue is a person who talks to people and ghosts. At this time, he doesn't want to resist at all. The familiar aura on Ye Tingbai's body is the god of the deep sea that he has worshiped for decades.

Ye Tingbai: "He actually knelt down. Even if he is weak, he should have the dignity of a god."

After saying this, Xiao Hanyue's huge body stood up uncontrollably, and his small head was full of painful expressions. The source of Xiao Hanyue's power is the deep sea, because he has an eye of C'Thun, which has been suppressing Deep sea pollution, and the power of the deep sea can be used.

For this kind of believer, Mechanic'Thun doesn't care at all, or he never cares about his believers.

When the source of a person's power intends to destroy him, Xiao Hanyue has no ability to resist at all. His huge body is decomposing, and various mechanical parts spontaneously fall off Xiao Hanyue's body. His body gradually shrinks from more than thirty meters.

twenty five meters

twenty meters

Ten meters

Until the end, all he had left was a head connected to some incomplete human limbs. Half of his body was really cut off by the sun, and he could only rely on machines to survive. And now all the machines have left him. He began to weaken, and just a little bit of his divinity began to collapse.

Xiao Hanyue used her only remaining arm to drag her broken body to Ye Tingbai's feet. He grabbed Ye Tingbai's trousers and begged for mercy in a weak voice.

"My God, I am your devout believer, please let me go."

Ye Tingbai sneered and stepped on Xiao Hanyue's neck. That fragile body could not bear any heavy pressure at all.

Click~

With a crisp sound, Xiao Hanyue's neck bent into a strange angle.

At the moment of his death, the polluted smell of the water under his feet dissipated instantly, and the land became completely dead, without a single life.

Ye Tingbai looked back and exchanged glances with Guangri on the observation deck across several kilometers. He lost control of his body and fell on the ice.

Perhaps Ye Tingbai did not expect that Xiao Hanyue, who had caused trouble for a while, and this huge god-making plan would be so fragile in front of the real god.

Three days later

Ye Tingbai woke up in bed and looked around. This was the home where he had lived for several years, the home in Yangcheng. He checked his phone and saw that only three days had passed, so he was not in a hurry.

Hearing a noise in the kitchen, Ye Tingbai thought that Si Youxu had sent someone to look after him, so he walked over carelessly. Ye Tingbai pushed open the kitchen door and saw that he was dumbfounded and stood there, not knowing what to say.

Standing in front of him was a woman in her forties or fifties, with half white hair and wrinkles at the corners of her eyes. She was not beautiful but definitely not ugly. Her skin was very white, but she lacked maintenance. That was Ye Tingbai's mother, who had disappeared for a long time.

The person who no one could remember and did not exist in any record.

"Mom?"

"You kid, look at the mess at home. If I hadn't cleaned it up for you, it would have been so dirty. Remember to clean the gas after you use it, otherwise it will be difficult to clean in the future."

Hearing his mother's familiar nagging, Ye Tingbai's eyes couldn't help but moisten.

"By the way, I made you your favorite garlic fried meat and freshly baked pancakes. Come and eat them."