The power generated by the promotion to the world of death began to crazily feed back into the gray body of the real world.
With Shen Hui as the core, thick mist began to pour out from all around, filling the room.
These mists are constantly rolling, and at the same time they make bursts of whistling sounds like the wind, and like the whispers of unknown creatures.
The power fed back by Chen Hui further increased, and the mist began to compress toward Chen Hui.
Gradually compressed and condensed, all the mist turned into an oval shape and wrapped the heavy ash inside.
And the mist began to intertwine with each other, and the wisps and traces of mist gradually took on physical form.
It's like black spider silk, or black fibers, but it's also like a viscous liquid floating around.
The heavy gray wrapped in it is like a cocoon, waiting to transform.
But Shen Hui had no idea about this.
The moment he was promoted to the death world, Chen Hui's consciousness and spirit were already integrated with the rules and will of the death world.
At this moment, Chen Hui is the world of death, and the world of death is Chen Hui.
The extension of the rules, the expansion of the world, the world of death, including the changes in all the creatures in it, were imprinted in Shen Hui's mind moment by moment.
Entered into a mysterious realm.
This change caused the world of death to continue to overflow outward through Shen Hui's body.
At this moment, the gray body is like a bridge between the world of death and the real world.
Weird, indescribable power continued to pour in through Chen Hui's body and began to overflow.
The black cocoon seemed to be alive at this moment.
Like a heart, it starts beating continuously.
With each beat, through the cracks of the solidified mist, a bloody and strange red light emanated from the innermost part.
Taking the ground where the black cocoon touched as the base point, black lines began to rapidly extend to the surroundings.
Like twisting snakes, weird and evil.
Soon the room where Shen Hui was was filled with black lines.
The power overflowing from the world of death seemed to have found an outlet.
Negative emotions begin to appear along with the fog of loss.
It no longer only filled Shen Hui's room, but quickly spread to the outside world.
The walls, ceiling, and floor began to breed twisted and dirty flesh, which also spread to the outside world.
"Flowers" composed of tentacles and eyes bloomed in random positions.
Soon Chi Yan's other fields were all covered.
Chi Yan hasn't come back yet, and no one has noticed anything strange here yet.
And it was completely unexpected that such a change would occur.
But the vision will not stop just because no one is paying attention.
The fog of loss continued to cover the outside world, and the covered place became another world completely.
Squirming flesh and tentacles, a strong aura of death and negative emotions filled it.
Cold and colorless.
Such a vision was finally noticed after a few minutes.
Because it has spread to the roadside.
All the people passing by here stopped and looked over with curious eyes.
"Strange, what happened there? Why is there heavy fog?"
"I don't know, could it be some kind of smoke inside?"
"Who's going to take a look inside?"
But while they were talking, a black beam of light suddenly appeared from the front.
That is, in the room where Chen Hui was, it rushed into the sky and pierced the sky.
"Boom boom boom!"
The sound of violent airflow fluctuations was loud, and a strange, indescribable force began to spread from the light pillar to the surroundings.
On a night with a bright moon in the sky, fog immediately began to fill the sky, like black clouds.
But the moon was not covered by the fog, but became brighter.
However, the color has changed from the original cold white to a strange bloody red.
The strange phenomenon that appeared here finally went from being noticed by only a few passers-by to being noticed by the whole city.
Different people in various places look up at the sky with wide eyes and wide mouths.
Looking at the black beam of light and the strange blood moon.
"What's going on? What happened?"
"I don't know, what's going on there, it feels so weird, a very ominous feeling!"
"Is there an alien invasion? No way! There is obviously resistance from the starry sky battlefield!"
"Could it be the Titan Cult? Isn't there some Titan Cult that colludes with foreign races?"
Ordinary people began to make various speculations and their hearts were filled with panic.
Completely oblivious to the sky above them.
There was already a layer of light mist slowly spreading downwards.
And their fear began to gradually increase as a result.
And in the underground market, the stronghold of the Titan Cult.
The law enforcer was the first to sense the fluctuations coming from the space and had already reached the ground.
Also looking up at the sky, his eyes were full of shock.
"This...who is this, brought the world of creation to come!"
"This scale can probably cover the central area of the city. It is even more terrifying than the range that He has given us the power to reach!"
"Is this the rest of the Ability God Organization?"
"Impossible! Absolutely impossible. At this stage, only our Titan Cult has recovered! It will take them a while."
"Who could this be? Someone from the World Association?"
The enforcer muttered to himself, returning to his talkative nature.
"Damn it, if that's the case, it would be dangerous. We are also within the range of the other side's world!"
Feel the fluctuations in the space before the world of creation is about to come.
The law enforcers felt that it was necessary to prepare for the situation, that is, it would be better to abandon this stronghold and run away first.
…
And in the grass of a park somewhere in the water area.
A man wearing a clown mask was lying on it, with his hands behind his head and his legs crossed, looking at the strange phenomena in the sky leisurely and contentedly.
He is the Fool of the Tarot Club.
"So soon? His ceremony is about to begin."
The one who spoke was not the Fool, but Justice standing aside, that is, Zhiyue.
And it wasn't just her, there were two men there, a muscular man and a man wearing a hat and a suit.
"Hey, I'm young."
The Fool made a sharp voice in response to Zhiyue's question.
Zhiyue was a little confused: "Small? What is so small?"
"The layout is smaller."
The Fool said, turning over and lying on his side.
"Do you think the God of Death, who represents death, would start such a small ceremony?"
"It's better to wait slowly. The God of Death will already surprise us. He is very special."
Zhiyue looked at the strange phenomenon in the sky and murmured: "This is still young..."
Then he looked at the Fool and asked:
"You really don't care about Ta and the others?"
"I won't interfere, besides, aren't there you guys?"
