"As strong as you are, how do you get out of this song "The Darkest"?"

The old man's voice echoed in his ears, and Xiao En suddenly discovered that the melodious and smooth sound of the piano was enveloped in unbelievable darkness.

Although his personality has been completely influenced by the Wendigo at this moment, Xiao En felt inexplicably relieved in his heart.

Such a strong violin...

You can't find a more powerful musician in New York City.

The climax of "Anonymous Nocturne", "The Darkest", turns the morning and night upside down, showing the true meaning of death to the living.

Moonlight played this song very skillfully. On the spiritual piano with wings spread out, two pairs of spiritual arms transformed into two pairs of spiritual arms, playing with his hands passionately, looking like a **** descending from the earth.

The three pairs of arms switch quickly, like six dancers dancing on a shining stage so that the audience can't see the dance steps clearly.

Aggressive darkness, unstoppable darkness spread across the snow.

The darkness played by the moonlight is as dazzling as light.

In this undeniable darkness, a gray figure gradually emerged. The dead yesterday had made up their minds to start the climax of the celebration with the most intense dance.

Sean felt his body getting colder and colder. He seemed to have fallen into the valley of death, and the surrounding air turned into a cold, black quagmire, surrounding him.

He realized that it was not easy to suppress Moonlight.

On the periphery of the duel between the two, Olivia Fengling seemed to be in a rage about the reader being targeted.

She abandoned Ivan, who was hostile to her, and turned and rushed towards Moonlight·1902 without any scruples.

Evan Burns raised his icy arms, activated his spiritual power, and squeezed out a "thought room" with distinct bricks in the air with his hands. But what was different from before was that a lightning guide protruded from the top of the thought room.

When Olivia made a smooth breach in the brick wall with contempt, a thunderbolt burst out from Ivan's palm, and the thunder light directly led into the room of thought...

The current overload affected the organs in the blade-like lady, Olivia's red eyes flickered on and off, her neck twitched—

Thunderbolt seems to be able to temporarily restrain this terrible lady.

The possessed Panza, who had completely lost his original form, fought with those red shadows like a beast.

A strange creature with a long tail and weird joints threw down a red shadow, and its claws violently absorbed the violent malice. In the end, only the awakened skeleton fell to the ground and returned to peace...

Every time a shadow is absorbed, the inhabitants of the abyss become a little bigger, and they become more and more handy in the task of blocking the shadow.

Pan Sha, whose mind was projected into the "Sea of ​​Ether", has been following the teacher's instructions, trying to maintain the balance of the two worlds. If the residents of the different abyss expand too much in the material world, they may not be able to complete the conversion later, which also means that both sides forced exile, which Panza would never accept.

At this moment, Xiao En realized that he could no longer spread all the power of Shenyu to intimidate Moonlight.

Even with fear, the pianist delivered a flawless performance. If I don't concentrate my strength and use a single divine feather to fight, I'm afraid I will be completely enclosed in this valley of the dead.

As Sean thought about it, he found that the current self could not touch the power of the Artemisia Nightingale—Ms.

He could only pour his spiritual power into that scarlet pen.

The visions belonging to other gods have disappeared, and the unique atmosphere of "City of Two Suns" has become more intense.

The scarlet streamer is like a concrete fear, floating in the snowy forest if it has substance, and it is inexplicably matched with the red shadow.

In the alien city with countless spiers, a figure in a red robe and a bronze crown stands in the scorched sky, even covering the body of the howling Wendigo.

The moonlight played "The Darkest" so densely that the sound of the piano was as if it was connected together. If one hadn't seen it with one's own eyes, it would be impossible to believe that it was played by a single person.

The darkness of the dead and the scarlet fear formed a balance, and they completely covered the snow and vegetation, obstinately obscuring the original appearance of the material world.

Soloist under the moon and Sea of ​​Shimmer, the two explorers who originally cooperated seamlessly, fell into a stalemate.

Moonlight sweated like a waterfall, completely soaking his shirt.

He didn't have time to think about it, and maybe he would find out later that he was playing at the fastest speed in his life.

And the Eye of Annihilation, who heard the sound of the piano, naturally knew that this was the most critical time.

He turned around, in the roar of the red shadow, in the glaring eyes of Olivia Wind Chimes, and under the swaying figure of the Kingdom of Alien God, he took out the book that belonged to Sean like a conjurer. Springfield Carbine.

There is only one bullet in this gun, and the warhead of that bullet is crystal clear, but contains the deepest black.

Belongs to forgotten black.

Sean Dickinson has always been very thoughtful. He once imagined a very likely situation, that is, the team members are controlled by certain rules or mechanisms, so he used Naia's Forgotten God Feather to create a few known as "Shock therapy" bullets.

About six minutes ago, listening to the approaching footsteps of the Wendigo himself, Sean took out a "Shock Therapy": "When I was unprepared, put this bullet into my psychic...

"The power of forgetting in it will take effect, completely erasing all traces in my soul for about an hour,

"That means I'm going 'back' to a previous state where I wasn't governed by the Wendigo rules.

"But..." Sean's eyes were meaningful, staring at Evan Burns who was better at using guns because he learned hunting from his father since he was a child, "However, I only have this shock therapy.

"If it is defended by me, you may have no choice but to kill me."

In a moment of silence, Evan Burns took the gun and bullets.

Haven't used a gun in too long.

His gloved hands caressed the unfamiliar gun body.

In truth, Ivan was more comfortable with his father's old shotgun.

However, this time can not ask for so much.

In order to ensure the hit, Ivan half-kneeled on the ground and rested the gun on his knees.

The weakness of the past few days and the forced use of spiritual power made his eyes darken at this moment, and whether it was the darkness created by the sound of the piano, or the streamers of fear inspired by Xiao En like a demon god, they all tested Ivan Bo. Ernes's eyesight.

Realizing how weak he was, he took a deep breath.

"here it is…"

The eyes and the crosshairs formed a fine line~lightnovelpub.net~ In order not to produce fog, Ivan closed his mouth and breathed through his nose.

"This is where my father fought..."

Time is the same everywhere, it slows down only in the eyes of a true hunter.

"This was once the hunting ground of our fathers..."

Ivan recalled how he felt when he was a child, felt the hardness of the trigger, and held his breath.

"Father wasn't very talkative, but he used to say...

"If I hadn't chosen to be a hermit,

"I'm going to be a great hunter."

A clean gunshot made Olivia's heart sink.

After many years, Evan Burns once again struck the trigger in this forest.