The heavy rain washed the street, and one person walked on the street with an umbrella, walking leisurely.

He seemed to be so happy that he wanted to soak in the rain happily, so he put away his umbrella and continued walking forward.

"I'm singing in the rain~" Tom walked in the rain with an open umbrella, the band had stopped playing, but the music didn't stop, "Singing in the rain..."

"What a mood to sing—I'm happy again! . . . " Tom hopped on the lamppost by the side of the road, and sang joyously in the rain, mesmerized.

It all happened on the stage of the club. Tom in the Rain has been completely out of control, performing recklessly, the illusory streets and rain seem to bring the street scene of the New Testament to the stage.

He jumped off the street lamp and tap danced in the puddles. The sound of kicking the water gave him an inexplicable sense of venting, and the water droplets splashed everywhere.

The chandelier flickered, then dimmed, and it began to rain throughout the hall. The mansion has not been in disrepair for a long time, and the only place where the rain is really leaking is the glass sky dome. However, it rained heavily in the entire hall.

The heavy rain fell on the thief's mask, sliding down gently. Falls in the red dragon's whiskey, wets the golden queen's hair.

They stood silently in the rain, watching Tom's overzealous, hateful dance.

Tom kicked the puddle fiercely, a burst of water splashed, and instantly turned into a dark green figure standing on the table, with the tip of his umbrella piercing towards the thief's face.

The sound of iron nails scratching the glass resounded in the hall.

Finally, the rusty metal umbrella head stopped at the tip of the nose of the thief's mask, as if stuck in the thick soil, and did not move at all.

"Extremely impolite." Just as the thief was about to raise his hand, the Black Worm Bishop next to him patted him on the shoulder: "I'll do it."

The bishop's slender, insect-like fingers formed a weird mark, and his slender body seemed to turn into a pile of black dust, and it just drifted away with the wind, leaving only a shimmering skeleton standing in place. The cloud of black dust permeated the rain, and the humming of huge cicadas filled the hall, even covering the noise of the heavy rain for a while. The black dust rushed towards Tom in the rain, and the instinct of the evil spirit made him take a few steps back to avoid it, and then jumped back on the stage.

The bishop's skeleton seems to have been polished by sand and dust, and it glows slightly in the dark, showing a crystal luster. The skeleton is doing various movements, manipulating the dark cloud, which is the flesh tissue that has turned into the source of Hessian sheep .

Fully developed Hessian Kamiba? Sean stared at everything in front of him, a little curious.

The bishop's body structure has been completely changed, his soul resides in the bones, and his flesh and organs have all turned into that kind of black slime...

It is conceivable that whether it is bones or slime mold, it is extremely difficult to destroy, and the bishop's vitality is probably more tenacious than some evil things.

In the rain, Tom changed his previous arrogance and avoided the black tide like a beast avoiding a flame. He stomped his feet suddenly, and the rainwater from the whole street surged into the air. With the swing of the umbrella, the rainwater swirled into a wall to surround him, and the isolated black fungus roared endlessly.

"The heavy rain gave him strength," said the Titan Skeleton Man, looking up at the rain that spread across the hall. "The rain must stop first."

He raised one hand and patted the air in front of him. A huge drumhead appeared in the air, and it caught his tap, and a huge, deep drum sound broke out.

Boom! It was even lower than thunder.

That is "Typhon's chest". A certain mystery seeker found this A-level mysterious heritage during an "archaeological" mission, so he won the mask named "Titan Skeleton Man" in the subsequent promotion.

It's rare to get a custom mask as a result of an inheritance. This is enough to show the value of this mysterious heritage and the luck of this explorer who is famous for treasure hunting.

The spiritual power was condensed in the palm of the hand, beating that ancient and unpleasant drum sound over and over again.

Sean didn't understand how the other party would stop the rain. However, as the drum beat continued, he felt that the sound had other meanings to him...

Why does this voice sound like...?

He pondered for a moment, then his eyes flashed: Footsteps?

Is that the sound of him beating the drum, or the sound of footsteps coming from somewhere else? !

If it's footsteps...

Sean turned his head and looked in another direction. He was not staring at a certain corner of the hall, but noticed that outside the mansion, a behemoth was approaching step by step.

what is that? !

Boom!

Boom!

Boom! !

Sean felt the ground tremble. The rain stopped in some parts of the hall, and then, the area where the rain stopped became larger and larger...

Sean looked up in the direction where the rain stopped, and saw the leaky glass sky dome. Through the glass of the sky dome, the dark cloudy night sky reflected by the city lights could have been seen, but at this time, a huge shadow hovered above the sky dome. It was a head looking down—a giant lowered his head and peeked into the hall through the sky dome.

Outside the mansion, it was the giant's body that blocked the rain.

The Titan skeleton man withdrew his drumming hand, crossed his arms, and held his breath.

When the rain stopped, Tom the evil spirit, who was extremely angry at first, finally realized that he would never be able to seek revenge from the group of people in front of him, so he even faded the dark green color of that evil sound, turned gray, and merged into the water, wanting to Escape from this scary place.

It hadn't been too long since his body turned into water and flowed on the ground, and suddenly he felt stagnant. He raised his head and saw someone floating in front of the dark curtain. The man spread his wings, one healthy wing was gray and white, and the other black wing was so broken that only the root was left.

Tom turned around and ran away, but found that he seemed to have sunk into the deep sea, and could not hear a sound. There is an endless silver-gray plain in front of you, and there is only darkness on the crater in the distance, the darkness that can swallow everything...

Something came from the darkness, and he glanced back as he ran away ~lightnovelpub.net~.

It was a huge wave that was set off on the plain. The huge wave was piled up by silver-gray dust and the howling dead. The legendary Angel of the Moon hovered beside the huge wave.

Tom ran as hard as he could, and the shadow of the dense squirming waves gradually covered him.

Finally, he rushed out of that illusion and found himself still running in the hall. However, there was a masked figure in front of him, and there seemed to be a lantern flickering in that mask.

Sean found Tom running towards him in the rain with a distorted face.

Not only that, he also found that those Kings were standing together, staring in his direction.

So, are you still testing me?

If you choose to hide your clumsiness at this moment, I am afraid it is a bit out of date.

Xiao En sighed in his heart, and looked at the evil spirit with a distorted expression due to fear with some pity, and wrapped his own psychic in the inner pocket, the red pen that was completed not long ago...