Chapter 981: Mythical Creature

Facing the attack of Ludwig, the male version of Jenna, and the female version of Anthony, Zarathul didn't have any surprise.

The body inside his black suit suddenly disintegrated, and his face also retracted into a gloomy vortex.

If one looked closely at this vortex, there would be a feeling of dense, transparent worms crazily squirming. They seemed to be able to crawl into the observer's mind and body, devouring thoughts and nerves.

From the sleeves and trouser legs of the black suit, slippery tentacles covered with evil patterns extended out one after another.

Zarathul also displayed his mythical creature form!

And unlike His historical projection, His clothing was real, not part of the historical projection, and didn't turn into a mythical creature, still covering the surface of the worm vortex.

This made Him look even more terrifying.

When Zarathul displayed his mythical creature form, whether it was the male version of Jenna or the female version of Anthony, they both appeared to stutter instantly.

Their hair grew thick and long rapidly, their skin no longer had a sense of moisture, and a piece after another of gray-white dragon scales protruded on their faces.

Silently, their bodies collapsed at the same time, the former turning into squirming flesh, covered with thick, slippery, evil black hair. The tips of these hairs were still trying to open black and white eyes or spit out tongues like snakes, while the latter disintegrated into one lizard after another covered with gray-white dragon scales.

They lost control.

Although Zarathul's mythical creature form was suppressed to the Sequence 7 level, as deep mirror images, their mental states were originally unstable, and their emotions were biased toward extremes, so they naturally couldn't help but head toward the end of losing control.

And accompanied by such development, Ludwig's movements slowed down a bit, and his spirit was also enduring the indiscriminate "Madness" impact of the female version of Anthony.

Just as he couldn't resist the "Charm" of the male version of Jenna and wanted to turn his body to eat the pile of meat, the two deep mirror images that lost control began to fade and become transparent, soon disappearing without a trace.

They were originally illusory.

Ludwig had no choice but to open his mouth wide, letting the corners of his mouth split to the back of his head.

Then, he jumped toward Zarathul, who was wearing a black suit in his mythical creature form, and bit the extended evil tentacles in one bite.

He wanted to use this to "deprive" Zarathul of his "Paper Figurine Substitute" ability.

Crack!

Ludwig bit down, but only bit a paper figurine.

Zarathul, who had turned into a mythical creature, floated in mid-air, and several gemstones of different colors seemed to light up at the same time in the gloomy vortex composed of countless worms on his face.

Around Ludwig, who was still biting the paper figurine, illusory doors appeared one after another.

These illusory doors had different forms; some were opposite, some were one-way, some vaguely revealed a gap, some were covered with mysterious patterns... They were dense and numerous, completely wrapping Ludwig inside.

With the waving of Zarathul's slippery tentacles, one of the illusory doors opened suddenly, welcoming Ludwig, who was being thrown toward it.

Ludwig's figure disappeared into the deep darkness behind the door.

"Banish"!

This was the "Secret Master" ability Zarathul used with the help of a certain sealed item. It could throw the target into the corresponding space-time turbulence, and it would only return after five seconds. Of course, the premise of complete return is that the person or object thrown into the space-time turbulence can withstand the impact of the space-time turbulence.

And this, combined with the "Miracle Invoker's" influence on fate, could banish Ludwig for a full ten seconds.

In just two or three seconds, Zarathul permanently or temporarily solved the third batch of enemies that came to attack.

He said in Dragon language again:

"My wish is:

"No one will interfere with me anymore."

As soon as the words fell, Zarathul realized his wish.

Influenced by the fact that this ability was suppressed to Sequence 7, the realization of his wish had a clear boundary—it was only valid for the next thirty seconds, and the effect on enemies possessing divinity was relatively poor. The stronger the divinity, the more likely it was to break through the restrictions and interfere with Him.

At this very moment, Jenna, who was hiding in a certain tunnel, suddenly discovered that she couldn't "shuttle" to the corresponding area behind the mirror anymore.

Zarathul maintained his mythical creature form, fell from mid-air, and drifted toward the glass mirror leading to the hot pot restaurant private room.

Rumble!

He heard a slight explosion and saw a phantom curtain being pushed up in a certain place in the area behind the mirror, but it wasn't completely pushed open.

Inside the "Mysterious Realm."

When Lu Mi threw the "Sword of Courage" and used the "Hum-Ha Technique," Zarathul's historical projection suddenly swapped positions with his marionette.

The marionette hit by the two white lights only swayed.

His spirit was essentially dead.

Rumble!

The "Sword of Courage" hit the weakness of the "Mysterious Realm," manufacturing a terrifying explosion, but failed to penetrate out.

In such chaos, Lu Mi's figure disappeared, "flashing" behind Zarathul's historical void image.

His left hand had already been raised, and the silver bracelet worn on his wrist lit up with silvery-white and black light.

"Ring-in-the-Ring"!

Lu Mi used "Ring-in-the-Ring" again, using "Ring-in-the-Ring" on the position of Zarathul's historical void image!

Of course, such an attempt also made him face the other party's mythical creature form directly, his thinking stuttered, and his joints were filled with glue. His mental state showed signs of certain confusion.

That is to say, he relied on his own divinity, and the other party's mythical creature form was also restricted to the Sequence 7 level. Otherwise, even if he didn't lose control on the spot, he would be in a state where his spirit was swept by a storm, making it difficult to continue subsequent actions.

Zarathul's historical void image was about to continue swapping his position with the marionette, but suddenly found that the attempt failed.

He remained in place.

Seizing this opportunity, Lu Mi, whose eyes presented a silvery-black color, pushed his right palm forward suddenly.

All his remaining spirituality surged toward the river of fate of Zarathul's historical projection.

"Push Fate"!

He wanted to push Zarathul's historical projection's fate to gallop toward the branch he had envisioned!

Influenced by the status of Zarathul's historical projection itself, the probability of him doing this successfully was actually not high, but as a historical projection, there were natural defects, problems, and weaknesses in fate, and that was the limitation of maintenance time.

If Lu Mi wanted to push fate, letting Zarathul's historical projection fall into a desperate situation and be killed by his subsequent attacks, he could only see if Mr. "Fool" would provide protection. But if he chose the branch of fate where "the historical projection is terminated early due to an accident," there was still no small hope of achieving the goal!

In an instant, Lu Mi's spirituality was completely drained, forcing him to release the part he had accumulated in advance to support himself.

His body couldn't help but lean back slightly. On his bright face, blood flowed out from his eyes, nose, and corners of his mouth, while his black hair seemed to have its own vitality, floating upward and becoming thicker.

This is the backlash of staring directly at the fate of a mythical creature.

Not only was one of his eyes directly blinded, but his whole person was like a marionette, briefly unable to think or move.

Almost simultaneously, Zarathul's historical void image became semi-transparent, and water-like ripples appeared on his body surface.

This was as if some accident made the spirituality Zarathul's true self used to maintain the existence of the historical projection unable to penetrate the "Mysterious Realm" and extend in anymore.

In just the blink of an eye, Zarathul's historical void image faded into nothingness and completely dissipated.

Without His existence, Lu Mi finally eased up.

His blue eye, covered with blood mist, saw the black curtain covering this area collapsing rapidly, and saw that the male marionette, because it lost the manipulation of Zarathul's historical void image and was isolated from Zarathul's true self by the "Mysterious Realm," stayed in place, motionless.

Lu Mi took advantage of the fact that the "Mysterious Realm" hadn't completely collapsed, took out a mirror, reflected that marionette, and gave it a curse with "Destruction Fire."

That male marionette immediately sprayed out black flames hiding madness and destruction from the inside out, and his body began to melt like steel.

Lu Mi didn't look at him again. After the "Mysterious Realm" collapsed further, he used the "Mirror Travel" ability to return to the area behind the mirror.

Zarathul had just approached the glass mirror when he felt movement behind him.

This worm vortex, wearing a black suit and extending slippery evil tentacles, turned around suddenly and saw Lu Mi, whose one eye was covered in blood and one eye had lost focus, flowing with blood.

Lu Mi, although he didn't stare directly at this complete mythical creature, only looked at the black leather shoes from which something was vaguely crawling out, still fell into a stutter of thinking and slight confusion of spirit.

His madness tendency became more serious.

At this time, he had already used invisible spiderwebs to retrieve the

After much difficulty and launching several waves of attacks, he and his teammates finally finished off Zarathul's marionette and historical void image, allowing them to challenge His true body!

Inside the dark vortex that formed Zarathul's head, every single worm emitted an aged voice.

The single words they spoke converged, and in just one second, they formed a reverberating sentence:

"To be able to end my historical void image in such a short time, you truly surprise me a little."

"But it doesn't matter; I shall just summon another."

As He spoke, Zarathul extended an evil, slick tentacle and dragged another version of Himself out from the fog of history.

This was still Him in His Sequence 1 "Attendant of Mysteries" state.

If not for the wariness of that enemy hiding in the dark who used "Distortion" powers to shift Himself into the mirror world, Zarathul felt He could have easily killed this entire group, rather than just thinking about escaping this place.

At this moment, Lu Mian felt an uncontrollable sense of despair.

Zarathul still has the spirituality to summon historical void images?

Is this what an angel is? Even suppressed to Sequence 7, so many of us only managed to take down His marionette without even scratching His skin!

Courage and madness occupied Lu Mian's body; he felt no fear and slashed a highly compressed crimson fire snake through the air toward Zarathul and His historical void image.

(End of Chapter)