The heavy rain washed down the street, and one person walked on the street with an umbrella, and his footsteps were leisurely.

He seemed to be so happy that he wanted to get wet in the rain, so he put away his umbrella and continued to walk forward.

"I sing in the rain~" Tom walked in the rain holding an umbrella that was not opened. The band had stopped playing, but the music had not stopped. "Singing in the rain..."

"What a joyful mood to sing - I'm happy again!..." Tom jumped on the street lamp by the side of the road and sang happily in the rain, mesmerized.

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

He jumped from the street lamp and tap danced in the puddles. The sound of kicking water had an inexplicable sense of venting, and water droplets splashed around. A pair of frantic eyes stared at the audience beside the long table.

The chandelier flickered, then dimmed, and it started raining all over the hall. The mansion was not in disrepair for a long time. The only place where the rain leaked was the glass sky dome. However, it rained heavily in the whole hall.

The heavy rain fell on the Kleptocrat's mask and slipped gently. It fell into the red dragon's whisky and wet the golden queen's hair.

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

Tom kicked the puddle violently, a burst of water splashed, and instantly turned into a dark green figure standing on the table, the tip of the umbrella stabbed towards the face of the kleptocrat.

The sound of scraping the glass with iron nails resounded through the hall.

In the end, the rusted metal umbrella head stopped at the tip of the nose of the Kleptocrat's mask, as if it had been plunged into the thick soil, and would not move any further.

"Extremely rude." The kleptocrat was about to raise his hand when the Bishop of Black Worm next to him patted him on the shoulder: "I'm coming."

The bishop's slender fingers like worms formed a strange sign, and his slender body seemed to be turned into a pile of black dust, and it was scattered away with the wind, leaving only a skeleton with a faint light standing in place. This cloud of black dust filled the rain, and the huge cicadas filled the hall, and even blocked the noise of the heavy rain for a while. on the stage.

The bishop's skeleton seems to have been polished by sand and dust. It emits light in the dark, showing a crystalline color. The bones are doing various movements, manipulating the dark cloud, which is the physical tissue that has turned into the source substance of Hessian sheep. .

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

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

It is conceivable that whether it is bones or slime molds, it is extremely difficult to destroy, and the life force of the bishop is probably more tenacious than some evil things.

In the rain, Tom changed his arrogance from before, avoiding the black tide like a wild beast dodging flames. He stomped his feet abruptly, and the rain from the whole street sloshed into the air, the umbrella swayed, the rain swirled into a wall and surrounded him, and the isolated black bacteria roared.

"The heavy rain gave him strength," the Titan burial man looked up at the rain that spread throughout the hall, "The rain must stop first."

He raised a hand and patted the air in front of him. A huge drumhead appeared in the air, took his tap, and exploded with a huge, deep drum sound.

Boom! Even lower than thunder.

It was "Typhon's chest". A certain explorer found this A-level mysterious heritage in an "archaeological" mission, so he obtained a mask named "Titan Burial Man" in his subsequent promotion.

It's rare to get a custom mask as a result of an inheritance. It is enough to see 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, and the unpleasant drum sound was beaten over and over again.

Sean didn't understand how the other party was going to stop the rain. However, as the drums continued, he felt that the sound had another meaning to him...

Why does this sound a bit like...?

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

Was it the sound of his beating the drum, or the sound of footsteps coming from somewhere else? !

If it was the sound of footsteps...

Sean turned his head and looked in the other direction. He was not staring at a 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 shake. The rain stopped in some parts of the hall, and then the area of ​​the rain stopped getting bigger and bigger…

Sean looked up in the direction where the rain stopped, and saw the glass sky that had leaked before. Through the sky dome glass, the dark cloudy night sky illuminated by the city lights could be 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 peered into the hall through the sky dome.

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

The Titan burial man withdrew his drum-beating hand, clasped his arm, and held his breath.

The rain stopped, and the evil spirit Tom, who had felt extremely angry at first, finally realized that he would never be able to seek revenge against the gang in front of him, so he even receded from the evil dark green color, turned gray, merged into the water, and wanted to. Escape from this horrible place.

His body turned into a stream of water and hadn't flowed on the ground for too long, when he suddenly felt stagnant. He raised his head and saw someone suspended in front of the dark curtain. The man spread his wings, one healthy wing was gray and white, and the other black wing was broken so that only the roots were left.

Tom turned around and ran, only to find that he was sinking into the deep sea and could not hear a sound. In front of you is an endless silver-gray plain, and there is only darkness on the crater in the distance, the darkness that can engulf everything...

Something came from the darkness, and he glanced back as he fled.

It was a huge wave that set off on the plains~lightnovelpub.net~ The huge wave was made of silver-gray dust and the wailing of the dead, and the legendary Angel of the Moon hovered beside the huge wave.

Tom ran as hard as he could, the shadows of the dense wriggling waves gradually covering him.

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

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

Not only that, he also found that the 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 time.

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