"9."

"8."

...

At this time, Dunn Smith entered the reception hall with a dignified expression, holding a square box that looked like silver and bones in his left hand.

Megose, who was constantly tearing off handfuls of blond hair and grabbing deep bloody scars, seemed to have been stimulated by something. She stood up suddenly, pointed at Dunn Smith who was wearing a thin black windbreaker, and pointed sharply. Shouted: "You want to kill my child!"

"You want to kill my child!"

boom! While the terrifyingly sharp voice echoed, Klein felt as if he had been hit hard on the head by a hammer. Suddenly, he forgot to count silently, and suffered from headache and dizziness.

His eyes were instantly stained with blood, and some liquid seemed to flow out of his nose unstoppably.

Subconsciously looking sideways, he saw that Leonard Mitchell's eyes, nose, and mouth were covered with blood, his face was extremely pale, and his body was shaking, as if he was about to fall.

I seem to be the same... Klein suddenly withdrew his thoughts, continued counting silently from the breakpoint, and jumped for two seconds: "5."

"4."

...

Amidst the terrifyingly sharp voice, Dunn Smith's deep gray eyes were covered with red threads, all of which could be seen clearly.

The blood vessels on his face also stood out, one by one like a poisonous snake, and red water flowed out of his ears.

But he didn't get dizzy because of this. His right hand paused for a second, and driven by strong willpower, he pressed down on Saint Selina's urn and lifted the lid.

Inside is extremely deep darkness, and there are grains of bright fine sand in the darkness. This scene presents a dreamlike beauty, as if the starry sky at night is packed into a box.

The surroundings suddenly became dark, and the entire reception hall was enveloped in darkness, and countless black, cold, and slippery filaments swayed in the air.

They rushed towards Megose, enveloping her almost instantly.

This is not like spider silk, but more like the tentacles of an unknown creature!

Megose's right eyeball had been grabbed by herself, and it was stuck to the blood-stained frenulum, hanging below the eye socket. She glared at Dunn Smith and shouted loudly: "You must die!"

boom! Dunn was thrown away by an invisible force, and slammed into the opposite wall hard, causing the wall to crack and bricks to fly.

He spat out a mouthful of blood, but still held the urn of Saint Selena with both hands, holding it tightly, not letting it fall to the ground.

The black, cold, and slippery countless filaments tightened more and more, binding Megose firmly in place, whether it was the sudden rise of flames stained with "mildew spots" or Megose The profane liquid secreted from the surface of the skin cannot cause the slightest harm to it.

"3!"

"2!"

"1!"

Klein and Leonard rushed out of the partition at the same time. One was holding a warm, thin gold sheet, and the other had wrapped the "blood vessel thief" around his left wrist, and stretched five fingers at Megose.

Megose, who hardly looked like a human anymore, was struggling hard, her left and right shoulders had protruding flesh, mixed with blood vessels and veins, round like a child's head.

On these two "heads", cracks are spreading rapidly, and it seems that they are about to become eyes.

Sensing the danger suddenly, Megios opened her mouth wide so that the corners of her mouth were cracked all the way to the base of her ears. JrNovels.com