King Ghidorah flew into the opening.
The space inside was much larger than the outside, so big that his perception couldn't touch the boundary. The black mist was even thicker here, so thick that it looked like a semi-solidified liquid.
He looked at the scene around him and his telepathy started to sound. "Speaking of which, do you have any foundation-building pills, broken-infant pills, transcending tribulations and ascending pills?"
Serta flew next to him, and his dark golden robe looked particularly bright in the black mist.
"Well, most of them are there." His tone was casual, as if he was introducing a tourist attraction. "My time here is actually not short."
I still remember that when I came here, I first got into a small sect, and then the sect soared into the sky, and then I joined the famous authentic sect, obtained the immortal weapon, and cultivated the system of this world to a high level, and then..."
His voice was drawn out, the corners of his mouth curved, with an "I know this sounds outrageous but it's true" expression.
King Ghidorah looked at Serta, and the three heads blinked at the same time. What this guy said could open a novel about cultivating immortals.
King Ghidorah looked at Serta's glowing face with the expression "I was the protagonist back then."
"Then you are really free." King Ghidorah's telepathy contained a helpless feeling of "I'm convinced."
"That's not true." Serta shook his head, and his tone suddenly became more serious, "Because I wasn't too strong when I came here, and I need to become stronger here. And the fastest way to become stronger in this world is to take that path."
King Ghidorah did not answer. His eyes moved away from Serta and fell in front.
Godzilla was pulled by him, with four paws hanging under his body, his eyes half-closed, and his posture relaxed as if he was sleeping.
Then Godzilla's eyes opened.
Its body changed from relaxed to tense, and the muscles pulled by King Ghidorah suddenly became hard.
King Ghidorah feels it.
His three heads turned to Godzilla at the same time.
"What's wrong, Boss Goji?"
Godzilla was silent for a moment. Then its telepathy rang.
"There's... something like... that..."
King Ghidorah frowned. "That thing - refers to the 'disaster'?"
"Yes."
King Ghidorah looked away from Godzilla and looked forward. Deep in the black mist, something was moving.
It's not "moving", but "squirming". The black mist is slowly billowing, as if something is breathing inside.
Those black particles are floating in the air, but the floating direction is not random, but they are converging in the same direction.
A black mist filled the air. Then - a scarlet light lit up.
The light shot out from the depths of the black mist, passed through the surging darkness, passed through the floating particles, and landed on the scales of King Ghidorah.
Several huge... eyes lit up. Not "a pair", but "several pairs". The sizes of those eyes were different, some were tens of meters in diameter, and some were hundreds of meters in diameter.
Their shapes are also different, some are round, some are oval, and some are irregular.
But their color is the same - a scarlet, cold, coagulated blood color.
Those eyes look at them, they look at everyone.
"Watch them"
The voice came from the depths of the black mist.
They are meaningless syllables, but when they are put together, they create meaning. They are not "understood", but "imbued".
It's like someone put those meanings directly into your head.
"Heaven... Emperor..."
The voice was very slow, with long pauses between each word.
"The world... the world..."
"... die... go..."
King Ghidorah Looking at those eyes, three heads tilted at the same time.
His telepathy rang.
"Are you stuttering? Are you talking like this?"
Silence. Those eyes stopped blinking.
Those black mist stopped surging. Those black particles stopped floating. The whole world became quiet at this moment, so quiet that you can hear the buzzing sound like electricity in those eyes.
Then the voice sounded again. This time it was faster than before, and the distance between each word was shorter than before.
"... you..."
Those scarlet light spots turned to King Ghidorah at the same time. Countless "eyes" stared at him.
The silence lasted for a few seconds in the darkness. Then the voices sounded again, clearer and faster than before, as if responding to King Ghidorah's words.
"You... you... even... the world--"
"Die--"
"Destruction--"
Still stuttering.
King Ghidorah's telepathy rang again, this time with a sense of helplessness. "I'm too lazy to correct you."
He turned his head and looked at Heavenly Emperor floating next to him. Those deep black vertical pupils were also looking at those scarlet light spots.
"So, this thing knows these words, right?"
Heavenly Emperor looked at those scarlet light spots, looked at the surging black ink, looked at the incorporeal thing that was constantly pouring out of the "hole".
The runes on his horns were flashing crazily, and the scales were rising slightly.
"No." Heavenly Emperor's voice was very soft, "He is just... imitating."
"Imitate?"
"Imitate the sounds He once heard." Heavenly Emperor's eyes moved away from those scarlet light spots and fell on King Ghidorah. "He has no language of his own. He has no thoughts of his own. He has no will of his own. He only has 'hunger' and 'imitation'..."
King Ghidorah's eyes moved away from those scarlet light spots and fell on Heavenly Emperor. "So, this thing - and those 'Evil God', are from the same source?"
"Maybe, it's too similar..." Serta said.
King Ghidorah looked at the black mist that was coming in, and the black mist was flooding over.
It came from all directions and enveloped them, as if they were thrown into a deep pool of darkness.
King Ghidorah's telepathy rang, not loud, but very clear. "Boss Goji."
Godzilla's telepathy rang. "Yeah."
"Get ready."
Godzilla's dorsal fin lit up.
Those blue rays of light poured out from the root of the dorsal fin and converged at the tip of the crystal into bright, beating blue balls of light. The light was particularly dazzling in the black fog, like a lighted blue lantern.
On King Ghidorah's wings, golden currents began to jump. Those golden currents crawled on his wings,
King Ghidorah nodded. He didn't ask again. His three heads turned to Godzilla at the same time. Godzilla's amber eyes were also looking at those scarlet light spots. The blue light on its dorsal fin lit up in the darkness. It didn't "brighten slowly", but "light up instantly" - those blue rays of light poured out from its dorsal fin, like a suddenly lit lamp in the darkness.
Serta's fingers drew the last trace of light in front of him. Those dark golden traces of light were intertwined into a complex, rotating array of runes, and the center of the array was an expanding mass of dark golden light.
Heavenly Emperor was suspended in the front. The blue-black scales glowed dimly in the black mist, looking at the existence emerging from the darkness.
In the dark fog, those eyes lit up. All the eyes lit up at the same time.
Then the voice sounded again. This time it was not "jumping word by word", but connected, complete sentences with some ancient rhythm.
"When the world... dies, you... will... die..."
King Ghidorah's telepathy sounded again, with a helpless tone of "I have given up communicating with you" in his tone.
"Okay, you can do whatever you want... I'm going to do it."