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

The old man's voice echoed in his ears, and Sean suddenly found that the melodious and smooth piano sound like a breeze was enveloped in an incredible darkness.

Although his personality has been completely influenced by Wendigo at this moment, Sean felt an inexplicable comfort in his heart.

Such a strong violin...

There are no better musicians in New York City.

The climax movement of "No Name Nocturne", "The Darkest", turns the morning and evening upside down, showing the true meaning of death to the living.

Moonlight played this song with incomparable skill. It was like two pairs of psychic arms that were transformed from a spiritual power piano with wings spread out, playing with his hands, and it looked like a **** descended from the earth.

The three pairs of arms switched quickly, like six dancers dancing on the shiny stage, making the audience unable to see the dance steps.

Aggressive darkness, unstoppable darkness spreads across the snow.

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

In this unmistakable darkness, gray figures gradually emerged, and the deceased yesterday had made up their minds to start the climax of the celebration with the most intense dance.

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

He realized that it was not easy to suppress the moonlight.

On the periphery of the duel between the two, Olivia Wind Chime seemed to be furious about the reader being targeted.

She abandoned Evan, who was hostile to her, and turned around without hesitation and rushed towards Moonlight 1902.

Evan Burns raised his icy arm, driving his spiritual power, and pinching out a "thinking room" with clear bricks in the air. But what was different from before was that a lightning rod was sticking out from the top of the thinking room.

When Olivia, with contempt, made a smooth breach in the brick wall, a thunder burst out from Evan's palm, and the thunder light was directed into the thinking room...

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

Thunder and lightning seemed to temporarily restrain the terrifying lady.

The possessed Pansha, who had completely lost his original form, fought those red shadows like beasts.

The alien abyss creature with a long tail and weird joint shape 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 silence...

Every time a shadow is absorbed, the residents of Yiyuan become a little bigger, and they become more and more handy for the task of blocking shadows.

Pansha, whose thoughts were projected into the "Sea of ​​Ether", has been following the teacher's instructions and trying to maintain the balance between the two realms. If the residents of Yiyuan are over-expanded in the material realm, they may not be able to complete the conversion later, which also means that both sides was forced into exile, which Panza would never accept.

At this moment, Sean realized that he could no longer spread all the power of the divine feathers to intimidate Moonlight.

Even with fear, the pianist delivered a flawless performance. If you don't concentrate on using a single divine feather to fight, I am afraid that you will be completely enclosed in the valley of the dead.

As Sean thought about it, he found that he couldn't touch the power of the Artemisia Nightingale—Ms. Hershey, and he couldn't bear to be affected by the rage.

You can only pour spiritual power into that scarlet pen.

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

The scarlet streamer is like a concrete fear, if it is actually floating in the snow forest, it is inexplicably contrasted with the red shadow.

In the otherworld city with countless spires, the figure of the red robe and the bronze crown stood in the yellow sky, and even obscured the figure of the roaring Wendigo.

Moonlight played "The Darkest Darkness" until the sound of the piano was as dense as one piece. If you hadn't seen it with your own eyes, you wouldn't be able to believe that it was the sound of a single person playing the piano.

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.

The Soloist under the Moon and the Sea of ​​Shimmering Light, the two explorers who had been working closely together, fell into a stalemate.

The moonlight was sweating like a waterfall, and it had completely soaked the shirt.

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

And the Eye of Oblivion, 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 glare of Olivia Wind Chime, and under the shaky figure of the alien kingdom, he took out the book that belonged to Sean like a conjurer. Springfield carbine.

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

Belonging to the forgotten black.

Sean Dickinson has always been very thoughtful. He once imagined a very possible situation, that is, the team members are controlled by certain rules or mechanisms, so he used Naia's forgotten feathers to make several pieces called "Shock Therapy" bullet.

About six minutes ago, listening to the footsteps of Wendigo's deity getting closer, Sean took out a "shock therapy": "When I'm not prepared, put this bullet into my psyche... …

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

"This means that I will 'fall back' to my previous state, a state not governed by Wendigo's 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 to choose to kill me."

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

It's been a long time since I used a gun.

The gloved hands rubbed the somewhat unfamiliar gun body.

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

However, I can't ask for so much at this time~lightnovelpub.net~ In order to ensure a hit, Ivan knelt on the ground and put the gun on his knees.

The weakness of the past few days, as well as the forced use of spiritual power, made his eyes turn black at this moment, and whether it was the darkness created by the sound of the piano, or the fear streamer that Sean inspired like a demon, they all tested Evan Bo. Ence's eyesight.

He found himself so weak and took a deep breath.

"here is……"

The eyes and the alignment have become a line. In order not to generate fog, Evan closed his mouth and breathed through his nose.

"This is where my father fought..."

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

"This used to be the hunting ground of my parents..."

Evan recalled how he felt as a child, felt the hardness of the trigger, and held his breath.

"My father is not very talkative, but he once said...

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

"I will be a great hunter."

A clean gunshot made Olivia's heart sink.

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

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