"Something is wrong! Something has made the power of the Thought Crystal go wild!"
The moment Khayon activated the Thought Crystal, a distant scream broke through the air.
He rushed towards the trembling crystal, stared at the dark crystal surface, and saw that the nerve bundles inside were being broken inch by inch. Then he looked inside the arena, and in his psychic vision, there was a huge existence. Speeding, sprinting straight towards them.
At first, Khayon thought it was a warp tide, but this conjecture soon became terrifying and terrifying - because the warp of Commorragh is famous for its extremely unnatural and strange calm.
What could it be?
Suddenly, Kayon saw clearly what penetrated the curtain, which made him feel as if a piece of ice had condensed in his stomach, and cold sweat began to flow down his back.
"Talos, Soshyan, let's get out of here right now!"
Khayon began to roar.
"immediately!"
As the subspace tide surges and rises, breaking through the ancient restrictions of Comoros, the regional facilities near the center of the arena are swept up in the air like toys in the hands of children. The huge boxes are pressed on top of other auditoriums, and everyone is The small but screaming figure was thrown into the rolling subspace storm.
Those unfortunate spectators are destined not to survive, but even if they miraculously survive, they are destined to be lost forever - the deep and dark area in the center of the arena is haunted by some powerful existence, devouring the lives of those who penetrate deep into it. All memories are peeled off everyone's thoughts piece by piece until everything is forgotten.
And the rushing existence finally got closer and closer, until everyone could clearly see what kind of horror it was.
There are no monsters from the abyss under the surging waves of subspace, but rather more terrifying existences.
It was not an entity at all, but a whole group of churning spiritual entities!
It is made up of thousands of twisted shapes with no actual physical form. Various grinning skull faces and horrifying claws poke out from this huge ghost tide, angrily Screaming and howling.
With their arrival, the air became bitingly cold, and the hoarfrost condensed by water vapor condensed directly along the steps, making a creaking sound, as if to drain away all the warmth.
"Run!"
Wails and screams spread all over the place, and even the Comorian nobles started wailing after seeing this horrific scene.
And the storm formed by the gathering of ghosts has rushed across most of the arena like lightning, and even directly rolled up the towering statue of Kane, easily tearing the symbol of the Eldar God of War into pieces, and with a loud roar, Overturned in the roar of explosions.
But everything is not over yet. This ghostly wave of spiritual gathering is so large that it even covers the black sun of Commorragh, shrouding everything in its sickly and weird light.
boom--
Invisible lightning flashed across, blinding everyone for a moment, and the arena fell into darkness.
The shock wave passed through the protective wall and tore towards the position of Soshyan and others. The force of the rock sweeping away was so great that Soshyan and others almost fell to the ground, and this room was like a piece of the storm. Like leaves, they were tumbling and being pulled towards the center of the storm.
"Jump! Jump out!"
Khayon, staggering but still upright, watched as the arena transformed into a vortex of shadows, corpses, and black smoke.
The three of them tried their best to get to the window, but the force of the storm was too strong. No matter how hard they struggled, they were inevitably pulled towards the center of the storm.
Then the entire area collapsed, blasts of purple energy bursting into the darkness in a series of explosions.
The three people immediately rushed forward, smashed through the windows and walls, jumped more than ten meters, grabbed the edge of the balcony of the opposite house, and kept raising and tilting their heads to avoid the gravel flying past their heads.
Then there was another shock, and the three of them were thrown forward and hit hard against the rocks.
At that moment, Soshyan felt a cold touch penetrate into the armor and body, as if there was no escape from death.
As he fell, he heard a faint lament and some shrill laughter.
"Um?"
The memories of the dream disappeared, and the memories of childhood faded away with them.
While half asleep and half awake, something dark and cold stretched out from the nothingness outside the dream, sweeping aside the remaining dreams of hers.
It was a powerful will, some kind of intention beyond ordinary wisdom, coming on the dusty wings of decay.
There was a strange sound in the dusk, like a crow over the battlefield, accompanied by a harsh whimpering from all directions.
She saw a sword, a crone's sword, shining on the dragon's bones of her home craftworld - though she couldn't remember how she knew this - but through its power, it could keep souls safe and keep them safe. Not coveted by predators.
Everything was quiet. Everything is perfect.
Come on, Yinfreni...
Come, Daughter of Shadows!
Cold claws grasped her, trying to pull her back into the darkness of sleep, but a voice in her head whispered like a needle scraping bones, causing a string of cold knowledge to pass through her mind.
Knowledge of God, a God yet to be born.
Jena!
"daughter......."
There was a murmur, and the next moment, Yin Fuleni woke up.
Or perhaps, the daughter of shadows has awakened.
She opened her eyes and snorted. The feeling of being dragged into the unknown abyss disappeared, replaced by a biting chill. The snow-white gravel in front of her was reflecting the dim green sunlight.
Yin Freni stood up. The spear originally inserted into her body had turned into ashes. There was a strange pair of gloves on her left hand. The long hair on the back of her head hung down from her back like a white waterfall.
She looked around in confusion, only to find that the arena was almost in ruins. If her previous memories were not still there, she would have thought she was in some ancient ruins.
Suddenly, she noticed something was wrong.
Why is sunlight green?
When she raised her head, Tong Kong was shocked——
I saw a layer of green haze spreading over Comoros, and further away was an expanding scar, with a steady stream of warships pouring out of it in the form of black spots, like some kind of spreading virus. !
"Eldra! This is a good thing you did!
! You old liar bastard!
! "
Suddenly, an angry roar resounded through the ruins of the arena. The overlord of Commorragh, Victor, stood up from his throne. The previous impact could not hurt him, but it caused more terrible consequences.
It penetrated Comoros' ancient defenses!
Or to put it bluntly, a big hole was blown directly in the outer layer of Comoros!
The plague fleet, which was originally blocked in the webway, is now attacking Commorragh like a hungry tiger.
