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Now reading: Chapter 2573: 1418: Memories of the Old Wandering Poet (Part from Everyone Is A Lord: My Talent Is A Little Too Strong, a Game novel by Morning Breeze Arrives.

Capítulo 2573: Chapter 1418: mories of the Old Wandering Poet (Part 2)

“However, just as our group was full of anticipation, having just walked about a hundred ters away and not yet close to the main entrance of the ruins, an unexpected and terrifying mutation occurred.”

At this point, Old Nick involuntarily swallowed a mouthful of saliva, his body trembled uncontrollably once more. Clearly, he was recalling sothing terrifying, and even his lips turned a bluish-purple color.

Seeing this, Leo Ray imdiately signaled to Xiaoyue to administer healing, and after a while, the other party finally cald down again.

“Thank you, Your Majesty!”

Old Nick bowed respectfully to Leo Ray, and his gaze once again turned dazed.

“Without any warning, a nearby underground river suddenly began to surge violently, as if it had instantly boiled over.”

“Before our party could react, with intense surging and bubbling, the previously crystal-clear river was as if countless sand and mud had rushed in, becoming turbid instantly.”

“Next, a terrifying thing happened. The muddy waters beca even denser, starting to writhe and rge with an indescribable rhythm, as if it was nurturing so kind of life.”

“This process was extrely fast, occurring in the blink of an eye. By the ti I snapped out of my astonishnt at the scene, the continually writhing muddy fluid began a bizarre crystallization, quickly becoming extrely smooth and fine, like polished marble or newborn skin.”

Old Nick’s face grew paler, shivering as he continued to describe.

“Along with the terrifying writhing and constant crystallization of the eerie muddy fluid, countless brown, terrifying spherical objects began to float in the air, each one taking shape!”

“These brown, terrifying spheres were each the size of a skull, extrely smooth and flat on the surface, their whole body in an indescribable semi-transparent state, with muddy brown liquid or brown energy flow frantically surging within.”

“With the internal liquid frantically surging, it was faintly possible to see so bizarre crystal clusters rhythmically vibrating in the center, like so kind of organ, which undoubtedly indicated that these bizarre things were clearly so kind of terrifying and mysterious life forms.”

Old Nick, enveloped in the soft golden light cast by Xiaoyue, trembled as he gulped down the tea in his cup and then, trembling again, added, “In short, those things looked like, like…”

“Like so kind of bizarre eyeballs?”

Before Old Nick could finish speaking, Grey Elder couldn’t help but blurt out, inquiring, “Old Nick, do they look like so kind of bizarre eyeballs floating in mid-air?”

“Chairman, how did you know?!”

Old Nick was montarily stunned, then continually nodded, affirming, “That’s right, they indeed look like bizarre eyeballs!”

“Your Majesty, is this…”

Upon receiving Old Nick’s confirmation, Grey Elder quickly turned to Leo Ray, his old face full of gravity.

During the Battle at the Dragon Nest, whether it was those parasitized puppet dragons or the opponents described very similarly by Old Nick, they undoubtedly left an indelible and deep impression on the old chairman who had fought alongside Leo Ray.

After all, at that ti, these extrely troubleso enemies almost sent our side to the brink of destruction.

“That’s right, although the color and the place of ergence differ, it must undoubtedly be ‘Corrosion.'”

Leo Ray slightly nodded, voicing what Grey Elder had been thinking.

Upon hearing this, not just Grey Elder, but even Ariel Watson, Gael, and Kelsey, who had all heard about the battle back then, gasped in a chilly breath, their faces taking on a very solemn expression.

Leo Ray also took a long, deep breath, nodding at Old Nick, “Your Excellency Nick, please continue.”

“As you command, Your Majesty.”

Noticing the atmosphere growing more and more tense, Old Nick quickly concentrated all his efforts to calm his mind, once again plunging into mories.

“Those strange brown eyes were increasing in number, densely packed, soon catching the group of little people off guard and surrounding them completely, an indescribable amount of hostility began to ripple from their bodies, making one feel like they had fallen into an Ice Cave.”

“Facing such bizarre sudden circumstances and the sudden terrifying opponents, the rcenaries, in their shock, hurriedly placed the little people and the archer in the center of the group, while the two Tier 3 elite rcenaries both let out a shout, charging forward with gritted teeth, choosing to confront their foes head-on, attempting to carve out a bloody path for the team.”

“However, what happened next left everyone present trembling uncontrollably.”

“Just as the two elite rcenaries holding sharp blades were about to approach those brown eyes, a flash of light erupted from their bodies, and countless brown tendrils, like tentacles, suddenly burst out from the lower part of their bodies, covering the sky.”

“Those brown tendrils moved at an incredible speed, engulfing the two elite rcenaries before they could react, as if forming a massive cocoon.”

“It must be said, it was the most terrifying sight the little people had ever seen.”

“After the massive cocoon ford, the tendrils began to dance wildly in the air, as if in great joy, with a frenzied rhythm and lody, each tendril covered with deep and complex strange patterns. Watching this, the little people, terrified, felt dizzy and almost fainted. The little people could even feel a warm stream flowing down between their trembling legs.”

“Nevertheless, the little people ultimately forced themselves to muster up their spirits, gritting their teeth, and together with the remaining rcenaries, decided to continue the attack, attempting to rescue their teammates.”

“But whether it was the little people’s elental bullets, arrows, or blades, they were unable to cause any harm to these terrifying adversaries. The opponents didn’t fight back, as if teasing a few ants, until the little people saw the two giant cocoons rapidly wither, eventually leaving only a puddle of black water flowing out.”

Old Nick’s body uncontrollably trembled again, clenching his teeth as he continued to describe.

“Imdiately, the other rcenaries around the little people were also entangled by the frenzied tendrils, the hysterical screams and the squishing sound of the tendrils constantly echoing in the little people’s ears, until finally, the little people were the only ones left.”

“Just when the little people were about to accept the tendrils’ embrace, the brown eyes suddenly stopped moving, as if bored with the previous attack thod.”

“This ti, as all the brown eyes turned towards the little people, a small white dot began to appear on the bodies of the opponents, like pupils erging from lifeless eyeballs.”

“In the mont the little people glanced at these eyes in panic, an unprecedented coldness surged from their heart, as if their blood froze instantly, it was a bone-chilling and irresistible fear, the surrounding strange eyes seed to beco infinitely large, while the little people were shrinking infinitely, like an ant.”

“They seed to see through everything about the little people, they seed to be the supre existence, they could crush the little people at any mont, they despised the little people, they were disdainful…”

Old Nick’s body began to tremble violently, even the chair he was sitting on shook madly.

“Alright, Lord Nick, no need to describe that feeling anymore, you made it through, didn’t you? Your bravery makes us all proud.”

Leo Ray interrupted his words just in ti, first offering so comfort, then exchanging a glance with the Grey Elder.

The feeling Old Nick described was naturally that fear which transcends death.

During the Battle of the Dragon Nest, he could clearly recall that indescribable sense of trepidation.

At that ti, not to ntion the Tier 5 powerhouses, even Louise and other half-step Tier 6 experts were trembling uncontrollably, almost unable to think, which says it all.

And Old Nick’s strength was only at Tier 2 Peak, so it was no wonder he turned mad.

“But how exactly did he escape from the grips of ‘The Erosion’? And where did he hear the term ‘The Cataclysm’?”

Thinking of this in his heart, a touch of confusion surfaced on Leo Ray’s face.

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