Chapter 424 Calling
When Clark Carter chased out of the library, he saw that the other party had run to the end of the corridor.
The speed and strength of the man in black robe left a deep impression on him.
"If it's like this in the dream, he must be extremely powerful in the real world... Who is he? A hidden evil pagan actually possesses such a level of power. He is a major threat to world security!"
Clark Carter recited a few bytes as he ran.
Those were not notes that could be made by humans; rather, they were strange sounds made by humans imitating certain creatures. Every word seemed to be filled with depravity and chaos.
Puff!
The shadow in the corridor exploded, and tentacles covered with eyeballs extended from it, sweeping towards Fang Xian like a python.
Bang!
A tentacle lashed on the black robe, as if trying to restrain Fang Xian's right leg. The next moment, the tentacle suddenly exploded, with black spots attached to the tip, as if it was being eaten by countless insects.
“Back off!”
A breath of aura suddenly emanated from Fang Xian.
This is the status of a sixth-level alchemist!
Under its influence, all the tentacles trembled, as if they had sensed something extremely terrifying, and they all curled back.
"A higher being? A supernatural being in human form?"
Clark Carter, who was chasing from behind, snorted angrily and watched Fang Xian break through the window and jump out.
But his anger only lasted for a moment, and then his facial lines softened and a smile appeared at the corners of his mouth.
Bang!
Fang Xian smashed the window and prepared to move immediately after landing.
He needs to escape from Clark Carter's sight and return to the place where he first entered the dream, so that he can get out of here and return to the correct position in the real world.
Suddenly, Fang Xian stopped moving.
He looked around and was surprised to find himself standing in the center of a stage.
The lights on the stage were bright, and most of the audience members below were wearing yellow robes and had wooden expressions, just like puppets.
He seemed to have jumped onto a stage, into a theater.
Boom!
At this moment, the dome of the theater split open, revealing a huge face.
Just like a god, high above, looking down on all living beings.
It was the face of a middle-aged woman.
She was silent for a moment, then stretched out her hands. Her two giant hands shook the universe, as if carrying the power of space.
Wherever the big hand passed, the three-dimensional solid suddenly turned into a two-dimensional flat picture, and was compressed and rolled up... This is a power of the level of destroying the world!
"This woman... is also a legendary investigator?"
"Why is she so strong? No... should I say why did she become so big?"
Fang Xian's eyes rolled, and he suddenly realized: "It's not that she has become bigger, but that I have become smaller. Is this in a painting?"
Dream.
Clark Carter chased to the window and saw that the legendary investigator Xilinna had arrived below and was slowly putting away an oil painting.
This oil painting is set against the bright light of dusk and depicts a huge theater with what seems to be a little man on the stage.
It is called 'Theatre of the Dusk King' and is an item full of magical power that can be brought directly into dreams to exert its effects.
Once the oil painting is rolled up, it means that people or objects from the outside world are completely sealed off!
"You fell into a trap without knowing it?"
"After all, this is the Investigator Headquarters... There are too many forces that can be mobilized..."
Fang Xian looked at the giant hand that gathered everything and sighed.
This kind of power could be sealed even by the ancients!
Even the key transmission function was affected.
This is almost a desperate situation!
Fortunately, he had discovered a secret before and could use it now.
"I hope... the seal underground is strong enough."
Fang Xian took a deep breath, shook his body, and shouted loudly: "Nikolaia! Nikolaia!"
This is the name of the ancient ruler who is sleeping in the secret realm of the deep sea. He possesses incredible power!
After previous deductions, Fang Xian roughly believed that this dream belonged to Nicholas herself!
At this moment, what changes would occur if one called out the name of this Old God in his dream?
Boom!
The entire island was shaking, as if an undersea earthquake had erupted. Large tracts of land were cracking apart, and a layer of sea water was surging out.
In the secret castle, buildings collapsed one after another and were submerged by sea water.
"No……"
Xilinna screamed when she saw the half-rolled-up oil painting in her hand crack open, spilling out salty and fishy sea water.
Although they are both ancient rulers, this is just an oil painting drawn by believers who perceive the power of the King of Dusk, while the dream belongs to the ruler Nicholas himself.
Therefore, after Fang Xian chanted the name of God, the conflict between the two immediately caused the oil painting to break, and Fang Xian took the opportunity to escape.
"You...you know what you did?"
Xi Lingna pointed at Fang Xian, her whole body trembling, and roared: "You have summoned a being that must never be awakened, and the end of the world may be brought forward because of this!"
Fang Xian was speechless.
Even though he was surrounded by elite investigators, he didn't say a word.
At this moment, everyone was shocked by the huge black shadow rising in the center of the secret castle.
It came from the cracks in the ground and the sea, just a vague black shadow.
All the investigators present were experienced investigators, but unfortunately, their strong bodies, their self-proclaimed firm spirits, and even their proud rationality were nothing in the face of true terror.
Everyone's heart seemed to be grasped by an invisible hand, and unprecedented fear filled every investigator's heart!
The investigators saw the shadow, but seemed not to see it.
What they saw seemed to be just the ruins , but there seemed to be some inexplicable existence entrenched on the ruins, revealing a different shape.
Incomprehensible, indescribable...
Even if they describe what they have seen, they will find that each other's descriptions are almost completely different, producing an effect like the blind men touching the elephant.
Human beings' shallow cognition is inherently ridiculous and crude in the face of such a great existence.
Fang Xian's body was trembling, and his level six status was forcing him to lower his head.
Because the black shadow almost condensed in his fantasy and perception, turning into an indescribable concrete shape.
Do not look directly at God!
Nicholas, the ancient ruler.
Just in the dream, a little shadow awakened, and the fear swept across all the investigators like a hurricane.
"We can't let it wake up."
Clark Carter gritted his teeth and chanted the spell loudly.
The secret castle collapsed even faster.
But from the location of the great library, among the fallen ruins, a book floated up, turned into a ball of golden light, and suddenly exploded.
An invisible wind swept around, calming the trembling ground and causing the surging sea water to curl back to the surface.
Fang Xian covered his forehead.
He seemed to hear a crazy shout in his ears: "I...the God-ascending...Hopsky...will make all the gods in the sky...vanish into thin air!"
