The wreckage of the ship was stacked on top of each other, the rusty corridors were interspersed with each other, and the woman was running wildly between the dark cabins, her face full of fear and her body covered with bruises.
The woman couldn't figure out what she was facing, whether it was the music that disturbed her consciousness or the roar that tore apart her reason... All her methods seemed to be useless to him. Even if she used all her strength, it would only slow him down.
Just the other person.
Bing died, and so did Hansen. The most miserable thing was Bell, who was crushed alive by the collapsed steel plate.
Thinking of that scene, the woman's stomach churns, and a strong desire to vomit rises from her throat. She opens her mouth and can only spit out gastric juice.
The woman found that her fear was fading away, and instead waves of pleasure washed over her nerves. She clenched her fists and banged the wall. At this time, she didn't need pleasure. What she needed was fear, letting herself explode to survive.
The fear of desire.
Only happiness is eternal.
The woman was holding on to the wall, her chest rising and falling rapidly, her eyes were filled with tears, but there was a crazy smile on her face.
She couldn't detect the other party's etheric reaction, but the woman knew that the monster was still chasing her. Regardless of her rank or control of the ether, the monster had completely crushed her, and she had no chance of winning.
.
The woman gritted her teeth and moved forward. Someone blocked her way. The other person was like a ghost that suddenly emerged from the darkness. He let out a burst of hoarse laughter and walked slowly towards the woman.
The man was wearing a thin black robe. Under the robe, his sickly pale skin was revealed. It was covered with scars and dense black sutures. His entire body seemed to be pieced together from corpse parts.
His whole body was extremely smooth and clean, without a single hair. His bare scalp was engraved with evil symbols, and the lines were like poisonous snakes, going down his neck and lingering around his spine.
"White…white gull!"
The woman obviously recognized the person who came, and hope arose in her heart. If the white gull was there, she would be able to stop the monster.
Her steps staggered, and she fell unbalanced in front of Bai Ou. She grabbed Bai Ou's black robe with both hands, her eyes full of prayer.
"Oh, poor Twin."
Pity and sadness appeared on Bai Ou's face, he held Twin's armpits with both hands and slowly lifted her up.
"Help me, Baiou, you can do it."
Twin's face was full of panic and joy, two completely conflicting emotions appearing on her face, crying and laughing at the same time.
"Don't worry, I'm here just to save you."
Bai Ou's tone was deep and slow, like an actor on a stage play. He gently stroked Twin's long hair, peeled off the strands, and pressed his cold fingertips on Twin's neck.
Twin seemed to realize what Baiou was going to do. Her eyes widened and she murmured, "No... don't do this, please."
"What are you afraid of? Twinn," Bai Ou shook his head in confusion, "Am I not saving you?"
Twin realized her next fate, and her body trembled violently. Fear made her fearful and sad, and then huge joy touched Twin's mind, and she even let out bursts of moans.
"I will take you to the eternal paradise."
The white gull whispered in Twin's ear, and then the black robe enveloped the white gull's body, dissipating in the air like a black smoke.
Twin was kneeling alone on the ground, with the sound of death's footsteps coming from behind him, and a faint blue light looming.
Twin's eyes were empty. In the next second, her senses were intensified a thousand times. She could clearly feel the breeze blowing across her skin and taste the cold that penetrated into her bones. Her palms pressed against the rusty iron sheet, hard and sharp.
The residue cuts through flesh and blood like a blade.
The pain amplified to the extreme, almost causing Twin to faint, and then came the joy that made people lose their minds. Like the ancient fertility worship, Twin felt that he was baptized by God, and the overflowing ether gushes out from the alchemical matrix.
, the condensed etheric arc shines continuously.
Tewen stood up slowly and looked at the blue light spot sitting there. Her excessive emotions overwhelmed her senses, and Tewen couldn't even make any expression at this moment.
Raising his hand, Twin said softly, "Stop."
An invisible impact spreads outward, and the dust and iron slag rolled up set off the trajectory of the impact. Anyone who encounters the impact will have chaotic hallucinations in front of their eyes, and their consciousness will be dominated by distorted emotions.
The blue light stopped for a second, and then he continued to move forward, and Lebius walked out of the darkness expressionlessly.
"Stop!"
Twin's voice was a little higher, and the impact hit Lebius directly. In an instant, countless scenes appeared in front of Lebius' eyes, and the demons danced wildly.
The raised steps hovered in mid-air - falling firmly.
"Stop!"
Twin almost roared. The enhanced senses and physical pain caused the protection and secret energy to achieve a perfect cycle. Her own ether intensity was already enough to compare with the one who bears the power.
This time the psychological shock was much stronger than before. A sharp pain came from Lebius's mind. He frowned slightly, turned his head, and his steps stopped in place.
Then keep moving forward.
"Stop!"
"Stop!"
"Stop!"
Twin kept giving orders, even hissing and roaring, and the psychic shocks continued one after another, superimposed together, turning into a torrent of shocks, completely surrounding Lebius.
At first, Lebius would still be affected by hallucinations, but soon he became accustomed to moving forward in hallucinations and pain, clenching the blade in his hand, and the distance between him and Twin continued to shorten.
"No, no, no! How is this possible!"
Lebius' actions completely shattered Twin's illusions. She never thought that someone could be completely immune to the influence of the mind, and she couldn't even shake him.
Lebius had no desire to explain too much. He walked up to Tewen, raised the blade of his sword, and split her head open with one sword. As if he was deliberately killing her, the blade split her neck and cut off most of her chest.
The corpse fell to the side, and the slightly beating heart was clearly visible in the cross-section. The lungs contracted violently, but they soon calmed down.
Lebius said to himself, "Are you satisfied with this?"
"If possible, I hope your methods will be more cruel," another voice replied, "We want to punish betrayers to death, don't we?"
He then praised, "Bologo did a very good job in this regard."
Lebius shook his head. Unless necessary, he had no interest in satisfying a devil's curious ideas.
The blue eyes were extremely deep. If anyone could look into Lebius's eyes, they would vaguely see another figure in the depth.
"The battle is over, Belphegor," Lebius said, "it's time for you to leave."
"After using me, are you going to abandon me? You are really heartless."
Lebius remained silent. Likewise, he did not want to have too many conversations with Belphegor unless necessary.
In the long silence, Belphegor broke the silence first, "The battle is far from over, Lebius."
"Where is the enemy?"
Lebius' words are always so crisp and clear.
"You'll know right away."
After Belphegor finished speaking, there was a slight tingling sensation in Lebius's mind, a little noise rang directly in his ears, and then that familiar voice.
"This is Uriel, calling everyone from the special operations team."
Off the coast of the hulk, the bright car lights pierced the rain curtain, like a big steel snake moving straight forward along the railway track.
In the swaying car at the end, Uriel closed her eyes, her body covered with electrode lines, and excessive information was constantly running through her mind. She was like an overloaded machine, and her body felt slightly hot.
"This is Lebius, I hear you."
Uriel was overjoyed when she heard Lebius's voice. After all, only Lebius could make the next decision.
Uriel said bluntly, "One good news and one bad news."
She didn't wait for Lebius to guess, and responded directly, "The Bureau of Order has sent word that we have found Gauld."
Uriel's voice hit Lebius's mind like a boulder. He didn't expect that this action would have results so quickly.
"Where is he?"
"The Promised Land is in the hands of the current navigator Nolen Motley."
"Is he being held hostage?"
"No, according to the intelligence, it was Nolen who discovered Gauld. He is still in a coma, and then... something that seems to be the original thing is also with Gauld."
Uriel's mind was silent for a few seconds before Lebius's voice came again.
"What is Nolen's request?"
This kind of thing is easy to guess, Lebius thought.
"Request the Bureau of Order to protect his younger brother, Hert Motley, from the people of Xitao."
This request made Lebius confused about the situation, and then Uriel said, "Then there is bad news."
"According to Nolen, the people of Xitao will launch an attack on the Hulk Coast to completely eradicate Helt."
As soon as Uriel finished speaking, Lebius noticed the faint sound of cannons, and then the cannonballs smashed through the cabins and ships, and successive explosions turned the coast into a sea of fire. \/68\/\/.html
