Chapter 174 Fool’s Crown

"caught you!"

Following the weird sound, Mo Fei's eyes suddenly darkened, and his vision was filled with bloodshot eyes for a moment. Even the Wings of Death in the mirror were covered with a layer of blood red.

He stared at the image in the mirror as if he was possessed. Deathwing's dark golden eyes became extremely scarlet, and countless tentacles and blood-like substances grew from the black dragon's eyes, mouth, and gaps in the scales.

When it came out, the substances made of flesh and blood squirmed, eroding its huge body, and eyes grew on its body. The black dragon let out a silent roar. It stretched its wings and was being eaten by those tentacles and strange sticky substances.

Attached and captured, Deathwing struggled and tore, trying to break free from the weird restraint...

Are you me? If the black dragon in the mirror is corroded, then how can it be said?

He lowered his head and looked at his hands, which looked white and unchanged.

Fortunately... He breathed a sigh of relief, but the next second, the skin of his arm suddenly broke, and a tentacle covered with suction cups came out of it, slowly squirming along his arm, and you could see between the suction cups.

He caught eyeballs one after another and looked at him blinkingly.

Incomparable fear arose in Murphy's heart. He grabbed the tentacle and tried to pull it off his body, but with this pull, he could feel something crawling under the skin, as if there was something in his whole body that wanted to

It's like piercing his skin and drilling out.

No! He yelled and wanted to tear the tentacle off.

Until Medivh raised the staff in his hand towards him.

Weak sense technique!

A mediocre magic hit him, and Murphy's mind was agitated. When he looked in the mirror, he saw no tentacles or flesh, and there were some weird eyeballs there.

The black dragon in the mirror is still majestic. No, that is not a black dragon, that is Aidan, a mighty knight, looking at him with majesty.

"Thank you -" Murphy said, looking at Medivh, "What happened just now? I..."

He suddenly realized that he had not completely returned to normal. The surrounding pipelines were still a little dark, and in the corner of his eye, there seemed to be some shadowy things surrounding him.

"You have been eroded by the power of the abyss. I didn't expect that your situation is more complicated than mine." Medivh's eyes actually showed a bit of relief, like a person who was sprayed with blood and then found someone who was also the same.

He looked like he was covered in blood.

"Abyss? You mean, the ancient gods?"

"What ancient god? I have never heard of it. I only know about the abyss and the monsters in it. My mother once told me that the dark abyss and the bottomless unknown world sealed indescribable terrifying existences.

, they are the masters of the past, relics of the previous reincarnation of the universe, and afterimages of the old era. They do not belong to this world, and are sealed in the deepest abyss of the universe, waiting for the next reincarnation of the universe.

Normally, the beings in the abyss will not be seen by humans unless they go through special rituals or have super-high perception abilities."

"There is a powerful power sealed in your body. Although I don't know what it is yet, it makes your perception too high, which makes you see things you shouldn't see. I just used it on you

The weak sense spell reduces your perception ability, but this magic does not last long."

Murphy looked up and found that he had an extra DEBUFF on his body.

[Weak Sense: Your perception attribute is reduced by 25 points, lasting 9 minutes. 】

"Then what should I do? Will I see and hear that thing again after a while?"

"Don't worry, I think I have a way." Medivh said as he rummaged around in the box and finally found a helmet. It was a strange helmet made of black iron. There was a circle on the top of the helmet that looked like a crown.

of decorations.

"This is the Fool's Crown. It can enhance your mental power, but reduce your perception. You should be fine for the time being wearing it."

Murphy put on his helmet, and the shadowy objects around him immediately disappeared.

He breathed a sigh of relief, and now even the whispers in his ears were gone.

"You'd better keep wearing it. The power of the abyss will erode human consciousness, change a person's cognition, and gradually transform into an entity as humans fall into madness. If you are completely trapped in the control of the abyss, what you just saw will

The terrifying scene will become reality, but generally speaking, only those cultists who worship the evil creatures of the abyss will be affected by the abyss. What exactly happened to you?"

Murphy knew where that thing came from. Although what was sealed in his body was only Deathwing's body and would not be affected by Deathwing's soul, Deathwing, as the guardian of the earth, had to face the influence of the ancient gods.

.

He is equivalent to becoming a second-level dealer, and the influence of the ancient gods is transmitted to him through Deathwing's body.

Under normal circumstances, I would probably be fine, but because I ate three dragon hearts, my human form also began to transform into a dragon form, which invisibly resonated with Deathwing, resulting in this

The mental pollution is also passed on to oneself in human form.

This is really bloody bad.

In the past, he had never taken the Old Gods seriously, because in World of Warcraft, the Old Gods were just bosses in the dungeon, and there was no essential difference from lichs, dragons, demons, etc.

No matter how awesome the plot is, once you enter the dungeon and light up the health bar, it is just a piece of data. In front of the twenty-five great lords, the only thing you can do is kneel down and suffer the explosion of equipment.

But it is obvious that the ancient god in this game - or the abyss is not that simple at all. The ability to corrode the spirit still makes Murphy feel scared in his heart even now.

He had never encountered such an enemy before, and his true form did not even appear. It was just the mental pollution that nearly scared him to death.

If you want to wear the crown, you must bear its weight. Fortunately, Medivh is beside you, otherwise...

He glanced at Medivh gratefully, feeling a little unsure. If he was contaminated by the ancient gods in this game, he would be fine in reality, right?

Maybe the template will be changed from a human hero template to a monster template from the Ancient God faction. Although it is a bit ugly, it should be quite powerful?

But he wasn't entirely sure. The change just now was too terrifying.

This game has mind control skills, and even skills that can make people go crazy, such as the Warlock's 'Frenzy' skill, which can make biological targets indistinguishable between friend and foe for a period of time.

But the feeling just now was completely different.

"No matter what, thank you."

Medivh smiled and said, "Nothing, this is what friends should do - can you do me a favor, Aidan."

Murphy nodded, "Of course, tell me as soon as possible."

Just when he thought the other party would give him a difficult task, Medivh brought out a bottle of wine and two glasses.

"Can you have a drink with me? In these two days, stay with me, chat, and talk. I have been alone all my life. At least for this time, I hope someone can be with me."

Murphy didn't refuse this at all. He was originally looking for Sargeras. If Sargeras didn't show up, he could just wait.

But what does ‘at this time’ mean?

He looked at Medivh, who no longer had the despair he had before, but instead had an expression of relief.
Chapter completed!