According to common sense, in such chaos, even the sound of gunfire is difficult to attract attention.

But Evan Burns seemed to have picked the moment when even the gods held their breath to strike the trigger.

In the snow-white forest, a flower made of black gun flames bloomed and faded instantly.

The shot was like a dull thunder that silenced everything for a split second.

Crystal black bullets cut through the air, spinning in the air as the rifling taught them. In Olivia Windchime's eyes, she could see the twisted air as the bullet rotated.

It passed through the trees, through the red shadow suppressed by the huge star-colored arms, through the darkness at the bottom of the valley of death, through the scarlet streamers...

The explorer, whose mask was temporarily red, noticed the moment the bullet hit. He was concentrating on suppressing the moonlight, and wanted to mobilize the spiritual matter to create a bulletproof layer.

But it was too late, the pitch-black bullet pierced his body and pierced into his soul, and the power of forgetting smudged like a drop of ink dripping into blood.

In an instant, the door to the foreign land was slammed shut, and the **** in red that had almost been embodied by the seven red suns disappeared suddenly, and the numerous scarlet streamers dissipated in the air like the other shore flowers blown to pieces by a strong wind.

Sean fell backwards, lying on the snow.

At the same time, Olivia, who had recovered her ability to move, also collapsed to the ground.

Moonlight retracted his posture, the sound of the piano stopped abruptly, and those voices who were holding their breath breathed a sigh of relief.

The sea of ​​twilight was lying on the ground without moving, and Pan Sha, who had swollen to the limit, had to turn his head to take a look.

"Xiao?" Moonlight swallowed, not knowing what the silence at the moment meant.

The sound of the sea tide sounded weakly, as if the red tide was finally taken away by the sea water, and the waves washed away the world in the mask, and Sean's mask returned to the deep dark blue.

A little bit of starlight also faded from scarlet, and returned to a constant to somewhat cold white light.

where am i what am i doing

Sean's last second memory was walking downhill from the ruins of the Beidi Que tribe.

When he opened his eyes again, he found himself lying on the snow, and the surroundings were in chaos, obviously experiencing a fierce battle.

My memory was wiped?

It's because... Sean squinted his eyes and turned to look at the giant thing that was approaching step by step...

Wendigo?

Is the Wendigo controlling me?

Even if one hour of memory was erased, Sean had guessed the current situation in just a few seconds after opening his eyes.

Its ability should not be used continuously, now is the best time to break it!

Enduring the severe pain in his chest, Sean turned over suddenly.

Watching Sean's eyes turn from dazed to calm, and then looking directly at Wendigo with determination, Moonlight knew that without their explanation, his overly reliable buddy had already understood what was happening now.

"Lend me your spiritual power." Sean's spiritual quality had already stretched out, holding tightly to several teammates.

To fight against a divine thing, relying on their power at this stage is not enough.

Sean must rely on the power of an idol.

"I'm going to use the withdrawal agreement." Not long after Sean's voice sounded, Moonlight, Ivan, and Panza retreated behind him, and Moonlight played a song "Curtain"—they will not be disturbed by the outside world for the time being, and at the same time , also avoided, and would not see what Sean did next.

Pan Sha, who stopped fighting, has now subsided the swelling.

He was out of breath, and his strange figure released waves of fluctuations, the edges seemed to melt in this world.

Olivia and Sean were connected, she walked to the front of the sea of ​​twilight, facing the direction Wendigo was coming from.

The tremors on the ground became more and more obvious, and the snow that had piled up on the pine branches around was shaking off.

For the first time, the giant monster finally walked out of the white mist, and Xiao En and the two were able to see its true face clearly...

Corrupted fur hangs on the withered limbs and huge skeletons. The figure made up of carrion animal corpses has not yet been fully constructed, like a mutilated giant totem, walking between the sky and the earth to fill up its own defects...

The two characteristics of hugeness and incompleteness inexplicably give rise to a sad atmosphere, like a question to the creator.

Sean suddenly realized: someone designed all this, so that the unformed Wendigo chased and killed the explorers or descendants who were involved in this incident...

The purpose is to make this divine thing complete and to walk out of this forest!

This is a ritual of completion!

If they hadn't arrived in time, if Ivan was also killed, there would be another origin of tyranny in this world.

"At least for now..." Sean felt the stinging mental fluctuations and the urge to choose someone to eat, he let out a breath, "We have a way to fix everything."

Within the curtain, Pan Sha finally returned to his original appearance.

The purple steam gradually dissipated, and he sat cross-legged on a protruding stone, tapping his forehead with one finger, as if he was thinking about something.

Sean raised his head, clouds covered the sky.

The giant god-like thing toppled a pine tree and charged up with a roar—it was obviously very angry that two insignificant things dared to stand in front of it without running away.

Behind Olivia, Sean opened his hands, and golden flames rose from Seiko girl's body, burning her original clothes in an instant and changing her into a black robe.

Under the black robe was the outline of a resolute face, and the candlelight reflected on the delicate face as if it had been glazed.

Straw baskets and torches further add to her divinity...

With the help of Olivia's figure, Sean unleashed his full spiritual power, figured out the lady's posture and momentum, and let her walk out of "The Long Poem of the Night Wind".

The sun had set, darkness was falling, and Lady Hershey was in the snowy woods.

She held the torch of the oath high, and coated everything around her that was originally intended to be silent in the dark with a layer of gold, and everything was displayed in the most authentic form in front of her eyes.

A little bit of candlelight lit on the snow, Hershey could hear the talk of the people in the world, and she would keep watch for them.

The God Maker at this moment has no intention of sparing spiritual power at all, and the energy like a torrent creates a scene where the gods are present.

And what unfolded before Sean's eyes was a stunning scene that no other bystanders could share—

In the snowstorm, the lady in black robe raised the torch high, facing the monster from the harsh side of nature.

Everything seemed to fit together, and the scene in front of me was exactly the same as the description in "The Long Poem of Night Wind".

For a moment, Sean didn't know whether he wrote that classic, or that classic transcended the barriers of time and was born into this world through his hands.

At this moment, his comprehension is that all of this is beyond the limitation of his imagination, and it happens naturally.

He decides to blend into moments like these, and the best state for that is blanking.

So although he was already behind Ms. Hershey~lightnovelpub.net~, he still took a step back, into the deeper darkness...

Although a **** was born because of him, he would not claim the identity of "God Maker".

The golden halo reflected by the oath torch was ignited, and the huge fire wheel was smudged layer by layer, and gradually expanded into a golden giant wheel piercing the night, becoming a spectacle in the dark snow forest.

Gold, illuminating the huge incomplete, the inescapable light seemed to make him feel ashamed.

In the curtain, Yueguang and others couldn't see what happened, but they could still see the overwhelming golden flame shadow, as if the entire forest was on fire, and the fire obviously made Wendigo panic.

Moonlight and Ivan were silent—although they knew that this was an approximate "miracle" created by Sean with everyone's spiritual power, but the momentum was completely beyond their imagination.

At this moment, the possessed Pansha lowered his head, breathing calmly, as if he had stopped thinking and was listening to something.