Pirate's Brood Order

Chapter 529 The tree pattern on the door, push the door

It’s as deep as an endless black abyss. There is not a shred of light in the deadly darkness, and the “soil” where even the tiniest material molecule does not survive is a piece of nothingness and annihilation that has never been seen by life!

A weird gap opened silently, and the “rusty rusty” sound trembled, and the first wave of ripples echoed in the void, and countless black silk tentacles protruded from the cracks, like crazy curls. The ink penetrated into the invisible night, there is an incredible “harmony”.

“The original brood was originally born in the darkness of nothingness. In the eternal years, it has always been there, peeking into the world behind the annihilation and isolation, one by one can not be touched, until, a fateful encounter, A world that is about to wither, tearing open the entrance of the black abyss in despair, the mother nest is free from boring loneliness, shrouded in each world, creating new life and destruction!”

Sound waves rippling in the void, it is the air of the material world pouring into the void, like the ubiquitous air being swallowed into a vacuum bag by a whale, and the terrifying hurricane breaks the long and dead silence.

“It’s a pity that opening the rift in the black abyss does not bring miracles and hope, but a person who has endured the torment of years and has a hungry heart that will always fill the dissatisfaction. What is released from the black abyss is more terrifying than the devil. Existence.” Yarlin hardly needed to think before guessing the outcome of the follow-up.

“… Crazy devouring, after absorbing the last trace of the world’s nutrients, the brood grows rapidly, and the huge projection begins to envelope other worlds, until the destruction of the initial brood, there is only a few left. The secondary brood shrank into seeds, passed through the collapsed cracks of the universe, and fell to other worlds.”

Yallin stood outside the door, watching the black silk frantically rushing into the black abyss, as if watching the wandering child return to the embrace of the mother, a call of nothingness appeared in his heart. , A sense of blood flowing through the bottom of my heart, which is similar to the harmony of water and milk.

In essence, he is now the “primary brood”. The seed of the secondary brood that split before death merges with him. It is the new brood, or perhaps the only surviving last seed. It is the projection and solidification of the mother’s nest, the last glory and hope of the mother’s nest, and this lonely dark abyss is the place where “He” was born and bred.

Or maybe there is another explanation. It is officially because of the birth of the mother’s nest that everything has gone to annihilation and nothingness, because the ancient darkness, death, and despair are the source of the mother’s nest.

Of course, at this moment, Astu and Yallin are far from the power of the original brood by more than one world’s chasm, but…compared to the horror and craziness of the original brood, the successors obviously know more about “giving up” and Reasonable, and, compared to the high profile of the initial brood, which directly enshrouds a world, what Yarlin and Astu have is a trivial “door”.

A door”!

Arlin stood behind the door, he saw terrifying ripples rippling behind the door, countless black tentacles were chasing the ripples of the storm, scouring the barriers of nothingness, like a vague emptiness floating on a huge black film. film.

The wind poured into the void, following the characteristics of matter, being attracted by the magnetic field penetrated by the world, condensed and hovered on the spots of the black film, like a large black curtain, there are always some uneven black coils. , The condensed positions of those messy thread clusters are like strange coordinates, positioned towards the world hidden behind the black membrane.

Those vague and invisible phantoms are the shadows transmitted from the world, like heavy shadows dangling from the eggshell under the dazzling sunlight.

Yallin could even imagine that the “first generation” brood was so hovering behind those shadows, staring directly at the world with greedy covetous eyes. In addition to the saliva from the blood basin, there was anger as well. And tyrannical roar.

It is not difficult to understand that the “first generation” brood was “overeating” after getting out of the cage, but Yarlin and Astu would not be so overwhelmed.

On the one hand, human wisdom and prudence made Yarlin know how to chew slowly to help digestion; on the other hand, the lessons of blood and tears engraved into the soul also made Astu aware of patience and rationality.

For this reason, in the desolation of the years, Astu has already deprived him of useless emotions. Those tyrannical, cold, crazy, and bloodthirsty emotions were broken down by him into countless fragments and given to him. Transformed life form.

“Choose one!”

Astu said.

Anyway, they are all invisible phantoms. With the ability of the brood at this moment, only a “shadow” can be selected to infiltrate. Yarlin and Astu are one body, and he is very clear about what the brood can do at this moment. .

Although the phantom shadows revealed by the black mask were not clear, the outline of the size still faintly emerged. Yallin squinted his eyes, thought for a moment, and reached out to point to a shadow that seemed to be “outlined”.

There was a quick sound.

Nothingness returned to darkness. In the next instant, the door was quickly pulled over and attached strangely to the “shadow”. Yarlin saw the entire “door” dissolve, and a black door frame emerged from the shadow at the same time. The black door with a height of 5 meters and a width of 3 meters is solidified at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The door fell into a shadow, and the shadow was wrapped around the door frame. A tall black door was exposed in front of Yarlin. He reached out and touched it, and the coldness that had penetrated his bones passed through the door, as if to freeze his soul to pieces in an instant.

He had no doubt that if it hadn’t been because his soul was fused with the brood, and replaced by any other being, the entire soul would have collapsed and disappeared at the moment of contact.

On the door, a strange texture pattern quietly emerged, interlaced and interwoven across the door, Yarlin narrowed his eyes into a gap, and he saw those strange patterns condensed on the door into…a tree.

A towering, majestic, weird, and horrifying tree, with weird branches swaying, looks like a monster from a distance, shaking the tail behind its ass.

“What does it mean?”

This pattern did not originally exist on the door. Some were just a finger-sized round hole in the middle of the door, like a cat’s eye on a security door. Yarlin put his eyes together, and naturally he didn’t see anything, it was just a patch. dark.

“This pattern is a reminder of the world behind it!” Astu faintly responded.

Yarlin frowned and thought for a moment, gave up the futile thinking, put his hand on the door, and slammed forward…