Star of Civilization

"Tom tom, tom tom—"

In the dark, Amon heard the pulse of darkness.

That was the sound from his huge body. At this moment, the eight eyes on his forehead were bloodshot, staring round. The ugly, distorted face was deformed by the spasm, and the heart of fear spread silently.

A sense of terror and crisis in the face of natural enemies made him instantly bewildered and at a loss.

Great oppression is coming!

In the chaotic time and space, those huge eyes stared at him in the dark, as if he had cast an evil curse, making him unable to move, and the previous violent aura disappeared!

"Come out! What the **** is it? How dare you peep at me!"

The power of the black evil surged from the hole in his forehead.

Amon was roaring, his low voice echoed and buzzed, but this kind of roar was more - like emboldening himself.

What about that human? Where did the guy who robbed his Horcrux?

A gleam of light appeared behind him, and Amon didn't even think about it. When he returned his hand, a few silent waves were released, and the human shadow suddenly disappeared.

There was nothing behind him.

Amon's heavy gasps screamed, and the huge pressure made him feel uneasy. Turning his head to look, the place was still empty...

A kind of coercion suddenly rushed, making it hard for him to breathe.

"It's that human being, how could he have such a terrifying sense of oppression?"

Amon was stunned for a moment, then quickly backed away, trying to escape, but the pressure came from all directions, making him not know where to hide.

"Huh!"

A white light flashed, and Amon was hit instantly!

Bai Guang directly penetrated his chest.

"Wow--"

"Crack!"

Before he came back to his senses, there were a few more muffled sounds, his body was overturned heavily by an invisible force, his body was like being stepped on by a huge foot, the sound of bones breaking, and his muscles broke.

"Shameless reptile, you dare to attack me!"

The Horcrux is as important as the heart. This degree of injury is not fatal to him. As long as his soul is not destroyed, his body cannot be destroyed.

But this made Amon's heart burn with anger, and he roared uncontrollably, turned his head and looked in the direction of the attack, and saw Zhuge Yun standing behind him.

"Found you! Little reptile!"

"What? You..."

Amon stopped all movements and stared blankly.

A pair of scarlet eyes was extremely cold, staring at him indifferently, his face and expression completely different from what he had seen before.

Although the figure is still so small, there is an invisible aura that makes people feel fear and despair.

The silent darkness never ends--

And behind the little human, an illusory image called out.

I feel that the edges and corners are changing for no reason, as if they are condensing.

The shadows are about to move, the sun, moon and stars are instantly dimmed, as if the dark universe is completely covered by that image. The dark stars are crazily twisted and squirming, terrifying!

Amon's mind was constantly searching for memories related to this image.

"What it is?"

Every cell is searching frantically, and countless overlapping images appear in front of him intuitively, but only a series of constantly changing perceptions are left-not so much that the eyes see it, it is more that the brain feels this change .

The majestic, huge, wild and ancient breath is coming!

Make Amon almost unable to move!

In that ever-changing perception, the cognition experienced by Amon, an ancient god, is vague...or in other words, everything that enters his mind has been lingering in his head, but he is completely unable to realize it clearly. How did you get these feelings?

It was as if someone had slammed into his mind with a heavy hammer, as strong as a divine enlightenment!

"Nye...ya..."

"S\'uh

-

ghathgli\'heeo

\'esyha\'h"-sign this sinful contract and repay it with my eternal soul.

It was not Amon who pronounced the name silently.

It was another person who was completely overwhelmed by the huge image behind Zhuge Yun-Saint Agatha.

She unconsciously pronounced a string of characters, as if someone had told her how to protect herself.

At this time, she uttered the name without knowing it, but she didn't know what it meant, and felt that just saying it made her creepy.

At the same time, this name also appeared in Amon's mind.

No, it should be the name of something-Nyallatotepu.

This name is famous in the realm of chaos, and every ancient creature should have heard of it when it was born.

Unlike Saint Agatha, Amon knows what the name represents.

It was created by the most primitive darkness and chaos. It was a pure and unnamed creature. Before this universe was formed, it was still in a dust of infinite mass but infinitely small size. The gods bred, and belonged to the most gods. A dangerous category.

That is the ancient enemy of all the gods, the ancient creatures, the messenger of the main **** Azathos, the messenger of Chaos who communicates the existence between the foreign **** and the old ruler, in a state of suspended animation——

Nyarlattotip.

"Do you want to continue to be trapped in this illusory space? Challenge me without any means, and even call me by my name..."

"what!!"

Amon's heart was aroused, and he was clearly speaking to himself!

The murmurs in the darkness were everywhere, as if countless souls gathered together and were whispering.

The surrounding area was icy, all matter in time and space was pressed on Amon's body, and the huge body couldn't move a bit.

He won't move.

It was like being in a body of ultra-low temperature and silent water, even if the liquid was still in a liquid state when it was below the freezing point, his thinking stopped in the instant of ice cold.

Endless fear breeds in my heart, and Amon seems to wake up from a dream and suddenly realize.

The brain quickly fell like an explosion, and every cell tried to think about the reason-why this guy?

The **** of the desolate, unexpectedly appeared in the time and space of the party he controlled?

"No...no! Lord Lord...I don't dare anymore..." The huge power above Amon forced him to say this.

"I didn't know it was you..."

"I see... don't go away..." The majestic voice was suppressed, with a tone of extreme contempt.

Amon was shaking, cold sweat dripping down his neck.

This feeling was very strange ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ He didn't dare to look at those scarlet eyes. It seemed that just a glance would make him fall into the abyss of infinity, and he would never recover from it.

Although only a small human body stood in front of him, the sense of horror and oppression was real, right on him, making him shudder.

The black and angular things swayed in front of Amon, and the light of the stars flickered. No need to think about it, it was a figure from a chaotic creation.

Void laughed at him again, extremely unkind.

Amon thought of the souls he had swallowed, and compared with the other side, the total amount was not as small as the other side's evil. At this moment, every breath he breathes seems to be the breath of death, and he is still called the **** of death!

In front of the truly ridiculous and unknown person, he is nothing at all!

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