Chapter 969： trap

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A mere Casillas is not worth his own shot.

If even such a small role requires the Spirit King to do it himself, then the force he has worked so hard to build will lose its meaning and value.

However, what makes him a little curious is that with Gwen's strength, he shouldn't be able to beat Casillas, right?

In any case, Gwen is also a member of the Ten Blades. Although the combat power is almost at the bottom, at least the Reiatsu is solid.

Or...are there other factors?

In fact, Lord's heart is more inclined to the second guess, otherwise, one of the ten dignified blades will be defeated by mortals, so where should he put his face?

result......

Lord opened his eyes and was quite speechless.

Not to mention that Peter and Gwen are CPs, the two of them even lie on the ground in similar positions, one is built into the wall and the other is buried in the soil.

After the complete alienation, Casillas has completely lost his human appearance, like a large ancient creature 'weird bug', waving multiple arms like scorpions, dancing in a detached aesthetic, full of distortion and Weird dance.

To be fair, it shouldn't.

Lorde's index finger and thumb slowly rubbed his chin, his eyes half-squinted: "Even Gwen, who has returned to the sword, has been defeated. The speed of this guy's growth... is a bit amazing."

Soon, he noticed that Casillas' dance, the twisted and twitching movements, completely violated the joints of the human body, like a desecration of the world and order, full of chaos and disorder, wantonly spreading terror and evil .

Kick, tap, tap...  

Casillas' face was hideous, as if there were worms walking under the skin, holding up a terrifying bulge, and his already bony body looked strange and terrifying at the moment.

The weird dance continues.

With the twisted movement, more and more thick black mist, like mercury pouring down the ground, flowed out of its body.

Those black thick fogs, like lingering, recklessly permeated the air, rolling and festering, sometimes converging, sometimes separating, twisting and converging to form a variety of strange, alternative, and terrifying images.

no doubt.

In the distorted and festering black fog, some kind of high-level ritual is brewing, and through the broken dimensional barrier, it leads to a certain existence in the depths of the starry sky.

"That is!!!"

Lord Tong Ren shrank slightly, staring at the cloud and mist, an extremely strong disgust emerged in his heart, mixed with some kind of unspeakable chills and deep chills that touched his soul.

Such sights seem familiar.

At the beginning, Hasward once saw a scene similar to this group. It was the evil **** summoned by Casillas and the dark wizard Agatha, who kidnapped the children in the underground cave and held some kind of sacrifice ceremony.

but now......

What Casillas is summoning is not a small character, but in the true sense, the body of the black fog.

There was a look of astonishment in Lord's eyes, and with a heavy heart, he spat out the real name of the black fog:

"The black goat of the forest that gave birth to thousands of descendants...Sab Nicholas!"

Among the many Outer Gods, there are three Outer Gods with the highest personalities and are collectively referred to as the 'Three Pillars'. They were born in the primordial chaos and hold the strongest authority. Their abilities are powerful enough to make all Outer Gods fear. .

And Shab Nicholas, the black goat of the forest, is one of them, and her authority is... breeding.

Once her body is brought down, it won't take long before you can see a group of disgusting monsters all over the world.

at this time.

Dormammu, the master of the dark dimension, controlled the huge dark energy, gushing out from above the broken temple, and arrived at the battlefield.

The huge and boundless evil face, like the **** who dominates the life and death of all things, overlooks the dancing Casillas indifferently.

"How dare you betray me, Casillas!"

Dormammu's angry voice resounded through the sky like thunder, setting off a rolling storm that ravaged the sky.

"Betrayal? Hahahaha...don't make me laugh, that's just your own thoughts, Dormammu."

Casillas was not afraid, looked up at Dormammu, and smiled grimly: "From the beginning to the end, there is only one master I believe in, and that is the goddess of darkness and abundance, the supreme goddess, who gives birth to thousands of children and grandchildren. The Black Goat of the Forest - Shab Nicholas!"

"good very good!"

Dormammu's angry face was distorted, and the huge dark magic power poured into reality: "It has been a long time since no one dared to deceive the master of darkness. You are still the first, Casillas!"

"laugh......"

Casillas sneered, his eyes full of contempt.

The churning dark energy fell from the sky like a torrential rain, Dormammu gritted his teeth and roared: "I will extract your soul and use countless cruel magics to torture you for a thousand years, ten thousand years, and make you in pain. regret!"

"My soul has long been dedicated to the great goddess of darkness."

Casillasri split his lips and pulled it to the base of his ear, as if his entire head had been opened, and a blood-red eyeball drilled out from the depths of his throat:

"I originally thought...you would die in that person's hands, but I didn't expect it to come out. If that's the case, then let you see in advance the power that the mother **** gave me!"

"He knew I would come to the dark dimension?!"

Lorde's face changed slightly, and he smelled an ominous breath.

If the mastermind behind all this is to summon the black goat of the forest, then it is absolutely impossible for her to think that as long as she is still on earth, it is impossible to let Casillas go.

No matter how powerful Casillas is, to put it bluntly, he is only a mortal. Even if he is alienated by the black goat of the forest, he cannot be his opponent.

Even a strong point is enough to deal with Casillas, and he doesn't need his shot at all.

So please...

Who would make a plan that was bound to fail?

Especially with Nyarlathotep's character, he wouldn't waste his energy in formulating such a plan with many flaws and a high probability of failure.

"Casillas... is a trap!"

Lorde let out a long breath, with a solemn look in his eyes: "If my guess is correct, you should be nearby, right?"

pop-pop-pop-pop-

Crisp applause came from the depths of the dark dimension, and then Lord looked for his reputation, and a slender figure came slowly.

The man was wearing a colorful robe and a golden double crown, as majestic as an ancient pharaoh, with a playful smile on his face:

"This is the second time we have met. Let me introduce you formally. My name is Nyarlathotep. Of course... you can also call me Black Pharaoh."

"I see......"

Lorde sighed slightly and said, "This is your real purpose, to lure me to the dark dimension, am I right?"

"Bingo~ You're right!"

Black Pharaoh snapped his fingers and laughed: "However, to be more precise, it should trap you in the dark dimension, so that you don't interfere with outside plans."

"Summon the black goat of the forest?"

Lord's heart sank and stared at him.

"... guess what?"

Black Pharaoh smiled meaningfully.