Chapter: 695
The "giant" stared, and his body suddenly melted like a candle, turning into sticky flesh and blood, which quickly penetrated into the floor.
Sesima knelt down on one knee and inserted the sacred bone sword in her hand into the ground.
"No!"
In the dense darkness, a roar containing pain and fear broke out in an instant, and was immediately swallowed up by peace and tranquility.
Sesima stood up straight, pulled out the bone sword, and saw a drop of dark red blood slowly falling from its tip, and on the floor, the flesh and blood oozed out and solidified into a face of despair. "giant".
Snapped! Snapped! Snapped!
Three shadows continuously appeared around Sesima's body, but they all fell down inexplicably, and were forcibly dragged down by many invisible objects!
boom! boom! boom! Another Nighthawk fired, and the surface of the silver bullet seemed to be engraved with the Holy Emblem of the Night.
The three assailants hiding in the shadows and wanting to assassinate appeared, twitching and losing their breath.
"'Rose Bishop', 'Hermit'...people from the Aurora Order." Sesima frowned, and said in a low voice without turning to her companion, "This matter is a bit wrong, very strange, you have to be careful."
Before he finished speaking, he heard the sound of footsteps, footsteps echoing in peace and silence.
Immediately, he saw Lanwusi, who was wearing a linen shirt and had a sharp face, walking down the dark stairs, with an indifferent and calm expression, without any fear.
"I'm very puzzled. To the Aurora Order, you should be a blasphemer. Why did they send someone to protect you?" Sesima asked casually, seemingly not aware of the abnormality.
Lanwusi showed his iconic mocking smile and said, "It's very simple."
"Because I am no longer pure Lanerus."
He paused, and his eyes suddenly became cold: "I am even more, 'True Creator'!"
He hurriedly pulled off his linen shirt, revealing part of the dark red flesh between his chest and abdomen without skin.
These flesh and blood joined together to form a figure hanging upside down!
Suddenly, the surrounding void shattered like glass, and all the scenes collapsed.
This is the breath of the gods.
On the clock tower of the East Balam Dock, Klein, wearing a clown mask and hiding in the deep darkness, has been quietly staring at the dormitory of the Dockworkers Association and at the airship suspended above it.
He couldn't see the specific battle process, let alone know what step the action in the brick-red building had progressed to. He could only endure it forcibly, judging whether the situation was good or bad from the changes in the surrounding scenes and the occasional black dots passing by. .
At this moment, he saw the gas street lamps in that area suddenly go out.
All off!
It's getting dark in there!
Immediately afterwards, a feeling that impressed him to the extreme erupted from the small brick-red building. Even after a long distance, Klein couldn't help trembling all over, his legs were weak, and his back was bent.
That is the feeling of looking down and crushing creatures in essence.
That is a feeling that cannot be resisted and cannot be faced!
No, don't look directly at God... In a trance, Klein seemed to have returned to the beginning, to the lobby of the Blackthorn Security Company. It seemed that he was activating his spiritual vision, wanting to spy on Megose's mental state and peep into her belly. baby.
That feeling is exactly the same as now! JrNovels.com
Sesima knelt down on one knee and inserted the sacred bone sword in her hand into the ground.
"No!"
In the dense darkness, a roar containing pain and fear broke out in an instant, and was immediately swallowed up by peace and tranquility.
Sesima stood up straight, pulled out the bone sword, and saw a drop of dark red blood slowly falling from its tip, and on the floor, the flesh and blood oozed out and solidified into a face of despair. "giant".
Snapped! Snapped! Snapped!
Three shadows continuously appeared around Sesima's body, but they all fell down inexplicably, and were forcibly dragged down by many invisible objects!
boom! boom! boom! Another Nighthawk fired, and the surface of the silver bullet seemed to be engraved with the Holy Emblem of the Night.
The three assailants hiding in the shadows and wanting to assassinate appeared, twitching and losing their breath.
"'Rose Bishop', 'Hermit'...people from the Aurora Order." Sesima frowned, and said in a low voice without turning to her companion, "This matter is a bit wrong, very strange, you have to be careful."
Before he finished speaking, he heard the sound of footsteps, footsteps echoing in peace and silence.
Immediately, he saw Lanwusi, who was wearing a linen shirt and had a sharp face, walking down the dark stairs, with an indifferent and calm expression, without any fear.
"I'm very puzzled. To the Aurora Order, you should be a blasphemer. Why did they send someone to protect you?" Sesima asked casually, seemingly not aware of the abnormality.
Lanwusi showed his iconic mocking smile and said, "It's very simple."
"Because I am no longer pure Lanerus."
He paused, and his eyes suddenly became cold: "I am even more, 'True Creator'!"
He hurriedly pulled off his linen shirt, revealing part of the dark red flesh between his chest and abdomen without skin.
These flesh and blood joined together to form a figure hanging upside down!
Suddenly, the surrounding void shattered like glass, and all the scenes collapsed.
This is the breath of the gods.
On the clock tower of the East Balam Dock, Klein, wearing a clown mask and hiding in the deep darkness, has been quietly staring at the dormitory of the Dockworkers Association and at the airship suspended above it.
He couldn't see the specific battle process, let alone know what step the action in the brick-red building had progressed to. He could only endure it forcibly, judging whether the situation was good or bad from the changes in the surrounding scenes and the occasional black dots passing by. .
At this moment, he saw the gas street lamps in that area suddenly go out.
All off!
It's getting dark in there!
Immediately afterwards, a feeling that impressed him to the extreme erupted from the small brick-red building. Even after a long distance, Klein couldn't help trembling all over, his legs were weak, and his back was bent.
That is the feeling of looking down and crushing creatures in essence.
That is a feeling that cannot be resisted and cannot be faced!
No, don't look directly at God... In a trance, Klein seemed to have returned to the beginning, to the lobby of the Blackthorn Security Company. It seemed that he was activating his spiritual vision, wanting to spy on Megose's mental state and peep into her belly. baby.
That feeling is exactly the same as now! JrNovels.com
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