Before, Moonlight·1902 firmly believed that he could not find a more terrifying place than R'lyeh. It wasn't until he walked into the deserted station that he realized that he was wrong. gaze

The pitch-black corridor exudes an aura of decay like an ancient tomb.

The vast space similar to the corridor of eternal sleep is like walking into the remains of a long-decayed giant god. It was dilapidated and dusty due to lack of maintenance.

The huge skeleton of a night watchman was nailed to the wall, and the hollow eye sockets of the skeleton stared directly at the visitor in the darkness. His body was scorched black in many places, and it seemed that some soul **** was using him as an object to vent.

In the darkness, there are countless terracotta figurines wandering irregularly like sleepwalking, and their murmuring mouths emit waxy yellow light from time to time, like will-o'-the-wisps flickering on the night road.

Sean and his party walked cautiously in this dream. They must be extremely cautious, because the soul **** is extremely fierce, and the thunder and lightning called "Evening Yellow Remnant Dream" is very fierce...

In the darkness, Sean's candlelight eyes saw something. He shook the Explorer Poker slightly, and told Ivan about his inspiration.

Eye of Annihilation couldn't help but look back at the captain in the darkness. The latter gave a positive look. gaze

Although they have been advancing through the darkness, the souls of the living are so vivid in the territory full of soul scum, even if they have tried their best to hide...

An empty face turned around in the darkness, and a soul **** spotted the outsider, twisting its limbs and rushing over.

Two crystal red tracks could be seen in the darkness. Olivia passed by like the wind, stretched her slender wrists forward, raised her little finger lightly, and the spinning wrist blade issued a series of cool beeps. bondage.

The yellow light flickering in the darkness attracted more attention, and the sleepers nearby turned their faces away.

Ivan gritted his teeth, according to Xiao En's previous reminder, the words of the Thunderbird Scroll in his heart lit up one by one, and the Eye of Annihilation was like a deep valley, bursting with thunder. With a chirping sound, the Thunderbird came through the sky.

According to the scroll records, he often summoned this kind of divine bird hiding in the dark clouds in the legend of the Kui people during thunderstorms. Flying in that extreme weather, absorbing lightning can hone it.

What they are facing now is not a thunderstorm, but countless ferocious dreams—a strange energy similar to thunder and lightning. gaze

Ivan didn't know how Sean learned about Thunderbird's training method, let alone whether he was sure whether this beast could digest the final roar of the soul scum...

After the thunderbird suffered the violent nightmare lightning strike, it trembled in pain, and the patterns of the nightmare danced on its feathers.

Evan gritted his teeth. This is completely different from the feeling of bearing thunder. My soul is shaken by thunder and lightning in the wilderness. Although it hurts, I can feel an ancient and harmonious atmosphere...

And Remnant Dream is full of sharp anger and hatred, unabatedly transforming all nightmares into pain, presenting a pain that probably surpasses burning pain.

Even if he was as stoic as Evan, he couldn't help but growl in pain.

Pain isn't everything. Ivan didn't know what the consequences of his actions would be...

The Thunderbird's belief that he studied so hard has completely collapsed? gaze

The divine beast belonging to Thunder will never listen to his orders again?

In any case, he could only take such a risk. He agrees with Xiao En's judgment: it must be covered up as soon as possible before the outbreak of soul scum attracts more attention. Otherwise, even with Arthur by their side, they and their party will fall into a huge crisis.

A dream seeps into every feather of Thunderbird. Originally covered in azure blue divine bird, a few strands of golden yellow emerged from its feathers...

The strange energy brewed by the soul **** can be absorbed by Thunderbird!

Ivan looked at Sean in disbelief...

How far can the so-called "thorough enlightened person" have insight into things?

Although using the Thunderbird to absorb it in time reduced the impact, the nearby soul **** still sensed the movement and rushed over. gaze

Olivia walked between them like a ghost, and the crystal red track in the darkness swirled like a bee dance. In an instant, the four black shadows scattered, and there was a continuous sound of yellow thunder.

There is no need to be overly nervous anymore. Ivan manipulated the Thunderbird to flutter its wings and fly, crashing its flickering body into the sallow. The roar of high-voltage electricity that should have been continuous turned into a muffled sound that was suppressed in time.

Ivan and his beasts were constantly suffering severe pain, but that severe pain became a kind of sweetness.

Compared with natural thunder and lightning, this kind of thunder of hatred that has been brewing for a hundred years can actually sharpen this kind of wind beast!

Olivia already understood, she carefully lured the nearby soul scum, so as not to cause an avalanche, and at the rhythm of nibbling, she "prepared meals" for the Thunderbird as if she was proactively avoiding danger while advancing.

Thunderstorms are rare, and violent thunder and lightning are even rarer. Yiwen seems to have entered the infinite thunder at this moment.

Eagle's jitters echoed in his heart. gaze

The Thunderbird, which was originally only the size of an eagle, was gradually expanding, and its azure blue feathers showed more colors. Not only that, but dark clouds finally appeared under its wings—a sign of Thunderbird's maturity.

Unbelievably turning crisis into opportunity.

With Sean Dickinson's Midas touch, a crisis turns into a huge harvest!

But compared to Ivan's violent heartbeat, Sean seemed much calmer, and what happened before him reminded him once again.

Leaving R'lyeh wasn't impossible, and it wasn't worth worrying too much about. He will not forget the black eclipse overhead. Now, exactly halfway through a slow total solar eclipse, there's a black crescent there.

There are still six months left until Nietzsche clamors to collect himself as a collection. Sean's plan is to touch the Ace threshold by himself, and all his teammates will become Kings. With such a lineup, facing the Black Joker.

There are still some things that are not enough to see, but I have done my best. gaze

Therefore, looking for all miracles to help teammates become stronger is a matter of course. UU Reading www. uukanshu.com With the help of the insight ability of the "thorough enlightened person", he is confident that he can discover more opportunities hidden in the crisis.

The nature of their progress at this moment has changed. If it was said that they were afraid to avoid the soul dregs before, but now, because this waxy lightning carrier has obviously become the food that nourishes the growth of Thunderbird, so they have become "eagers" who are slowly advancing. Mindsets and identities have completely shifted.

The dreadful soul **** has become extraordinarily cute at this moment...

After the edge of the Thunderbird's feathers turned into pure gold and its size grew a whole circle, Ivan felt that the absorption of Remnant Dream had reached the limit, and the next thing to do was to take back the Thunderbird and let it slowly Absorbed the energy of hundreds of thunderstorms...

At this moment, they have also passed through the passage area with the most dense soul slag, and they are very close to the exit position that Alicia notified.

However, there have been some disturbing changes.

Arthur, who had been silently leading the team, stopped, his eyes fixed on the darkness ahead: Lai

"The ecology here has changed," he frowned. "There is no record of such a thing in Stella's notebook..."

Sean's soul size is smaller than that of the detective, and he cannot penetrate the front to observe.

The detective silently connected his spiritual vision to Sean.

strong light. He could only squint slightly and look forward.

It was a huge mass of evening-yellow energy body, which was entrenched in the huge palace in front of it, as if the evening sun had landed here.