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The elder of the Ancient God Cult looked at the scene before him in disbelief, which seemed like the end of the world, and his body shook violently, as if sifting chaff.

After being stunned for a moment, he suddenly came to his senses and shouted, "How dare you!" His voice was full of anger and despair. Then, he turned around and was about to release even more terrifying plague magic in an attempt to make a final struggle.

"You have no chance!" At this moment, Arthur appeared in front of the elder of the Ancient God Cult like a ghost.

The elder of the Ancient God Cult was panicked, and the fear on his face instantly magnified. He frantically tried to raise his hands to resist, but his hands felt as if they were filled with lead and were extremely heavy.

Arthur's eyes were grim, like the god of death staring at his prey. He raised his sword and chopped fiercely at the neck of the elder of the Ancient God Cult.

Just as the elder of the Ancient God Cult was about to mobilize his magic power to counterattack, Arthur did not hesitate and shouted in a low voice: "Open the territory!"

In an instant, the entire sewer seemed to fall into an eerie stillness again, and the black and white picture was like an ancient silent film, enveloping everything.

The action of the elder of the Ancient God Cult in casting magic was interrupted in an instant, and his body seemed to be frozen, unable to move, and he could only watch death approaching.

A stream of blood flowed from the corner of Arthur's mouth. Obviously, he suffered internal injuries from forcibly exerting the power of the domain, but his body did not stop at all. He was the only one with color in the entire black and white world. That bright touch of blood was particularly eye-catching in this dead silent picture.

At this moment, the sword in Arthur's hand was like a meteor across the night sky, accurately and ruthlessly cutting the neck of the Ancient God's elder.

The world regained its color. The head of the Ancient God Cult elder rolled several times in the air, with an expression of disbelief still on his face. He felt his head getting lighter and lighter, and his eyes gradually became empty. He watched his body gradually falling from the air, like a withered leaf, falling heavily into the dirty water, splashing a large amount of water.

"Damn it! Damn it! Damn it! These guys! These guys!" The elder of the Ancient God Cult, with only a head left, seemed to have fallen into endless madness, his eyes were wide open and bloodshot, and the remaining head was shaking violently in the air. He roared angrily, and every word seemed to be squeezed out from between his teeth. He kept repeating the words "Curse, curse, I curse all of you", and the voice echoed in the claustrophobic space of the sewer, as if it came from the curse of the Nine Nether Hell, making everyone's backs chill.

Then, his mood suddenly changed, and he laughed crazily. His laughter was sharp and piercing, cutting through the air, as if it was going to tear everyone's eardrums. While laughing, he shouted incoherently: "I saw the Lord's arms, the great, great, great Lord of Plague!" His distorted face was full of fanaticism and piety, as if he had fallen into some weird religious hallucination and had forgotten the tragic state of his head and body being separated.

Just as everyone was shocked by this sudden madness, strange ripples suddenly appeared on the foul-smelling surface of the sewer.

Then, a disgusting, wriggling piece of flesh seemed to wake up from the abyss. It broke out of the water with a "gurgle" and leaped up with a sticky liquid.

The piece of meat was the size of a person, dark red in color, and covered with dense lumps. Mucus oozed out of the lumps from time to time, flashing a disgusting luster in the dim light. It seemed to have life, twisting and rolling in the air, and pounced on the head of the Ancient God Cult elder at lightning speed.

In an instant, the piece of meat accurately wrapped around the head. The moment the two came into contact, a "sizzling" sound was heard, as if strong acid was corroding metal.

Then, there was a horrifying twist. The head began to merge into the flesh, and the face of the Ancient God Cult elder was like melted wax, rapidly deforming, with the facial features moving and reorganizing under the pressure of the flesh.

The eyes were squeezed to the sides of the head, becoming large and protruding, like two burning green will-o'-the-wisp, staring at everyone; the mouth was grinning to the ears, revealing a row of uneven, sharp fangs, constantly dripping saliva with a foul smell; the originally sparse hair grew wildly like vines, entwined around the surface of the piece of meat, and dancing as the piece of meat squirmed.

Under everyone's shocked gaze, this strange fusion gradually took shape and turned into a terrifying monster that had never been seen before. Its body was like a small hill, huge and heavy, and its lower body was a mass of flesh that looked like octopus tentacles. Dozens of thick tentacles twisted and whipped on the ground, splashing sewage and breaking bricks and stones wherever it went.

The upper body was transformed from the head of an elder of the Ancient God Cult. The pair of eyes burning with green ghost fire looked down at everyone, revealing endless malice and desire to kill.

A pair of huge fleshy wings that resembled bat wings suddenly grew out of its back. As the wings flapped, a black mist spread out, as if dragging the entire space into a dark abyss.

The monster roared towards the sky, and the sound was like tens of millions of evil ghosts crying together, which made everyone's eardrums hurt. The walls of the sewer dropped gravel and the sewage seemed to be boiling and surging.

Merlin stood in the sewer filled with stench and fear, looking at the disgusting mutant monster in front of him. He did not show any panic on his face, but was calm. He thought to himself: The mutation of the guys from the Ancient God Cult is too common. Isn't this just the second stage of the BOSS in the game!

The monster's chest seemed to be torn open by a pair of invisible hands. With a "click", a bloody mouth was revealed. The sharp teeth were arranged like saw teeth. The tongue was like a twisted python, revealing wetly and twisting wantonly in the mouth.

What was even more horrifying was that a huge, ferocious eyeball slowly emerged from the depths of the flesh and blood, staring at Merlin and the others. The eyeball was covered with bloodshot, as if it could see through everyone's souls, emitting a terrifying aura of oppression.

"Lord of Plague! Great Lord of Plague!" After seeing this strange creature, the followers of the Ancient God Cult seemed to be in some kind of fanatical religious trance. They knelt on the ground, put their hands together, chanted something, and worshiped continuously. Their faces were filled with madness and piety, their bodies trembled with excitement, and their foreheads hit the ground heavily with sewage flowing, splashing pieces of dirty water.

When Merlin heard how these people addressed this monster, he was stunned, and a chill ran through his heart.

He knew very well that if the Lord of Plague was really resurrected, then they would be facing a real god, an ancient god. With their current strength, it would be like an egg hitting a rock. The wisest choice at the moment was undoubtedly to run away as soon as possible.