In the Resurrection Square, which was covered with scorch and cracks, the environment suddenly became darker, with more gloomy and coldness as if it were physically gloomy and cold. Even the dazzling silver-white lightning could not dispel this feeling.

Daly Simone keenly noticed that unknown creatures were traveling through the spiritual world, approaching this area, and a bad premonition suddenly emerged in her heart, as if she had seen Ince Zangwell easily escape with the help of this unexpected change, and she was missing.

Her body was so cold that it was hard to contain, as if she had just become an extraordinary person.

At that time, due to an accident, the 19-year-old lost her family, mistakenly surrendered the potion, became a "corpse collector", and was placed in the "Night-Watcher" team.

The impact of the potion and the trauma of losing her family made her like to be cold and unable to help but get close to the corpse. She always wandered around the cemetery and slept in front of the grave.

This made her look weird and was rejected by others instinctively, which made her body temperature not only lower, but also seemed to be slowly freezing and becoming cold.

She was afraid of this feeling and still hoped that she was a living person, so she instinctively used the men's covetousness of her appearance and body, and made boyfriends one after another, hoping to rely on the warmth of her body to fight the coldness of her soul.

In such a confused and depraved life, she met that man, a man who always listened to her words gently, a man who kept by the side and gave help calmly, a man who would be embarrassed when facing jokes involving gender relations, a man who would tolerate all his shortcomings with a sincere attitude. When she joked about men who were at a loss again and again, a man who liked to hide pain and sorrow in her heart and so that his hairline retreated early, would definitely be the first man to stand up and block his teammates behind him when he encountered danger.

She changed and began to like to wear old-fashioned makeup, no longer approached other men, leaving only a little joke on her mouth to deliberately show that she had not changed significantly.

However, she still didn't have time to witness the man's skillful acting, digesting potions, and advancing to Sequence 6. She didn't have time to see him stretch out his hand to himself and invite himself to dance a opening dance. She didn't have time to participate in the last battle in his life, and she didn't have time to tell him his inner emotions.

Last time, I missed it and didn't have time to do anything. Today, I don't want to do this anymore...Daly's expression became sad, and the corners of her mouth were slightly raised, gentle and sweet.

With her eyes closed tightly, she suddenly pulled out a small metal bottle from the hidden bag of clothes, threw away the plug, and drank the liquid inside.

Her blue eyeshadow and blush suddenly became bright, and even her skin became a little transparent. Her hair that was coiled up instantly disintegrated, pushing her hood away and drifting around.

"The spirits that wander in the void, fearful creatures in the upper realm, and unpredictable visitors." Daly recited quickly in the short and powerful Guchmis, "I, in my name, have signed a contract with you and beg you to leave here!"

Behind Ince Zangwell, who had eight "legs" white feathers, a figure was outlined. This was a blood-colored piece of flesh with countless eyes on it, inserted into arms of different races.

It was about to grab Ince Zangwell's body and drag him into the spiritual world. It suddenly paused and turned one gaze after another to where Dalee Simone was.

The surface of Daly's skin highlighted the dark snake scales, and white fuzz grew one after another in the gaps between the scales.

Her knees softened and she knelt down in pain, but she always maintained a psychic posture.

On Ince Zangwell's body, the quill pen started writing:

"The unknown existence has arrived on the square of Resurrection and is about to take Ince Zangwell away, no, it is attracted by Daly Simone, its aesthetic tends to be human. Oh, it gave up Ince Zangwell, it decided to follow Daly Simone's advice to leave here.

"It's really unexpected that in the matter of psychics, Ince Zangwell, as a demigod, actually lost to Daly Simone, who only had Sequence 5. Although this lady paid a great price for taking the "Spirit Flower" potion, there is no chance of winning ince Zangwell, who is barely using the "Alshuhod's pen".

"Ince Zangwell is really unlucky, and he encountered something nearly 0 chance!"

In the lightning strike, Ince Zangwell's dark eyes surrounded by mysterious symbols, a blood-red light lit up and calmed down. He held the quill and wrote on his body again:

"Another unknown existence was attracted to it, came to the nearby, trying to enter the real world..."

Having written this, the quill pen paused for a moment and wrote down:

"Come, come, it, He is Renette Tinicol! No, Renette Tinicol was driving all the creatures around the spiritual world. He looked at Ince Zangwell, He withdrew his gaze, He left here, He continued wandering around.

"Ince Zangwell is too unlucky, too unlucky!"

Ince Zangwell's body, which was moving at high speed, paused suddenly, and seemed to have suffered a big blow.

Boom!

The thick silver-white lightning fell and slashed heavily on the eight-legged "monster", slashing Ince Zangwell forward and making a scream that was not human.

In his dark eyes, a blood-red glow spread like an explosion, turning into two bloodthirsty, cruel, and crazy light balls.

"Ince Zangwell could no longer control his emotions, maintain a good state, and lose most of his reason..." The more he wrote the slightly broken quill, the more dimmer it became, and gradually stopped.

In the roar of chicken skin like bumps, endless darkness spread, pulling Daly Simone and Leonard Mitchell into a dream at the same time.

But the thunder and lightning that came immediately woke up the sleeping people.

Ince Zangwell stepped on one of his eight legs, leaving a afterimage on the spot, and ran towards Daly Simone, who was in a semi-out of control, and wanted to brutally tear the night watchman who ruined his escape.

Boom! Boom!

Exaggerated lightning falls stopped his actions.

Boom! Boom!

Eight strange "legs" covered with white feathers and mostly charred marks moved continuously. Ince Zangwell, who was half lying on the ground, wandering around the square, avoiding lightning strikes, looking for opportunities to kill Leonard and Daly.

Gradually, he had a certain sense of sanity and discovered a problem, that is, the frequency of lightning is slowing down!

The person who created the lightning strike and could not find the trace seemed to be approaching his limit and his spirituality was about to be exhausted!

Ince Zangwell's heart moved, and a cruel smile appeared on his face. He ran at high speed and said in the old Foxac language:

"You all want to die!"

He seemed to have forgotten to escape.

You are all going to die... Leonard Mitchell heard this, but there was no way, because he didn't dare to open his eyes, could not determine Ince Zangwell's position, and could not lock the other party with his spirituality.

At this moment, he seemed to have returned to Tingen City, to Black Thorn Security Company, to the day when he fought fiercely with Megaoos, and to the weak and powerless self who could not stop anything.

At that time, he clearly wanted to help the captain and Klein, but he had overcome his fear and had an old man to provide assistance, but because the sequence was too low and his strength was not enough, he was quickly stunned and could not participate in the subsequent battle. He could only see two corpses when he woke up, and could only face the pain of his relatives to relieve his inner self-blame.

The leisurely life in Tingen City, the feeling of thinking that the protagonist of the drama but not having to take responsibility, made Leonard miss it all the time, but the more he missed, the more he hated himself, the more he was upset why he didn't work hard earlier.

Before his closed eyes, the light and shadow swayed, Leonard clamped his hands tightly into fists and shouted in a hurry:

"Old man!

"Old man!"

This time, no sound echoed in his mind, no one gave him assistance, and Pales Soroasde was still sleeping.

Leonard's breathing became heavy, and his head couldn't help but follow the flash of light and moved left and right. Then his voice was slightly hoarse and his tone was obviously panicked:

"Old man!

"Old man!

"Old man!!"

The voice gradually lowered and disappeared into the thunder. Leonard's head drooped little by little, and his face was once again filled with self-blame and pain.

His lips twitched, his hands loosened and clenched, and his whole body solidified for several seconds.

Suddenly, his expression suddenly became decisive, his face opened his mouth in a twisted manner, and he murmured in Guchmis:

“The fools who do not belong to this era;

“The mysterious master above the grey mist;

"The King of Yellow and Black who is in charge of good luck!"

As soon as the prayer fell, a strange picture appeared in his mind:

Ince Zangewell, who seemed to have become a spider or a deformed wolf, was running quickly, avoiding lightning strikes, and wanted to attack himself or Daly Simone from time to time.

Unlike normal, Ince Zangwell's figure in this picture is quite blurry, almost replaced by a red light, and can only be used to confirm the position.

Leonard was stunned at first, then laughed, and tears fell down his face.

Without hesitation, he raised his left palm, pressed the glove on his forehead, and then tightly grasped the "Traitor" talisman with his right hand.

"destiny!"

As the difficult and mysterious ancient Hormis words echoed, Leonard gathered a transparent book in front of him, and flipped to one of the pages in the misty chant of "I come, I see, I record", while locking onto the eight "legs" monsters with many white feathers.

The silver-white lightning burst out suddenly, and Leonard Mitchell threw out the spell with a ferocious expression and shouted in a loud voice:

"Go to die! Ince Zangwell!"

With this sound, he waited for a long time and practiced it repeatedly in his heart.

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