Whispering Poems.

Chapter 82 The Dream of the Silver Moon
Xia De's right hand drew a dazzling brilliance in the air, and Yinyue's sharp blade cut through the curtain of blood mist and slashed towards the woman who was kissing the ring lightly.But other than leaving another wound on her forehead, it didn't work at all.

The woman was laughing wildly, laughing wildly at the last moment of her life. She recited the spell that Xia De could not hear clearly last time:

"The change between positive and negative is the beginning of a new life!"

She put on the ring, and the broken body immediately emitted thick smoke.Mrs. La Soya slowly closed her eyes, and her life came to an end.

At this moment, the black smoke wrapped the woman's body in it.Shade, who wanted to stop him, heard whispers again, heard chewing in black smoke, and heard curses from countless voices.

Reach out to plunge into the black smoke, or at least do something.But the boots sticking out from the black smoke kicked Xia De to the side of the wall again.

The black smoke disappeared, and a young man wearing a white pebble ring stood in the blood mist in the corridor.He turned his neck and snapped his fingers behind him.

With the appearance of the steam fog and the sound of the whistle, the six-ringed warlock's life ring flashed behind the man, and was reflected in the eyes of Shade, who was sitting crookedly by the wall:
"Gender conversion is actually possible."

The doctor's desperate blow failed to kill the enemy, which was not because they were too weak.At this moment, Xia De actually realized the feeling of the man in the wine red suit before he died not long ago.

"Yes, the keeper-level relic [Transfiguration Ring], at the same time of gender change, replaces a completely different body. Although this damn ring has given me some hobbies that I didn't have before, the ring itself is worth the price. "

Six-Ring Warlock Jack Deon laughed.

He was wearing a neat black suit, and his leather shoes seemed to glow under the gaslight.The smoke behind him, the messy corridor, and the fainted people seemed to set off his pride:
"Huh? The clothes on your body look familiar. Oh, it doesn't matter, although I don't know where you guys came from."

He said it loudly, as if he was giving a speech at a major public event, and the eloquence of his words made Shade want to punch him.He was showing off, this amazing reversal before his death, he couldn't want to show off:

"But this time, obviously I won."

The spiritual rune flashed with aura in the ring of life behind him, and the black iron-colored spiritual rune that Shad interpreted as [corpse experiment] was triggering thaumaturgy.But the thaumaturgy was actively suspended before it was released. The man looked at Xia De and suddenly laughed:

"The living sacrifices needed for the ceremony are not very sufficient. The woman over there is having a menstrual period, and the filthy blood is not suitable. These two men are too old, and the host of the banquet will not like it."

Taking two steps forward, he picked up the seriously injured Xia De, and then raised his hand and threw him into the banquet hall to "reunite" with the dozens of people who were already unconscious here.The detective rolled on the blood-red wool carpet and finally stopped when it hit the legs of the long table.

He tried his best to open his eyes and faced the door, only to see that the double-opening golden door that had been smashed by Miss Luyisa, slowly stood up and closed again under the thaumaturgy of the man's [Metal Repair] Spirit Rune.

Xia De, who was lying beside the long table in the banquet hall, only saw the man behind his back in the closed door, ignoring the other three who fell, but walked along the stairs to the second floor, where the ring warlock team below is his opponent.

The door slammed shut, and blood light flashed in the room, gradually blinding Xia De's eyes.He didn't know if this was a sign that he was about to die, or that the evil god was about to appear.

His eyes gradually blurred, and he finally had the opportunity to cast a spell on himself, but the spell could only ensure immortality, and could not prevent him from falling into a coma due to serious injuries.

but--

The small book in the pocket was quietly glowing softly, and the sentence written a few minutes ago was taking effect.The poet-level relic [Silver Moon's Orb] hanging on his chest was affected by the light, and it also emitted a silver light.This poet-level relic is extremely weak and would not easily get out of control, but under the influence of the script, the orb cracked, and the silver light directly entered Xia De's head.

If there is no accident, he will fall into permanent madness because of the silver moon.

Xia De, who was in a coma, suddenly woke up from his dream.

The chaotic dream was replaced by a familiar dream, and he felt the night wind.Looking around, he was standing on the ridge at night, Xia De raised his head slowly, and saw the huge silver moon hanging among the stars and above the sea of ​​stars.

He is under the silver moon, and the silver moon is in his eyes.The holy light fascinated Xia De, the strange silver moon light traces under the night sky, the power of the silver moon brought by the loss of control of the relics, was deeply imprinted in his mind.

He suddenly felt that he finally understood "Silver Moon" and understood this strange power.Reaching out his right hand, his fingers tried to touch the moon disk under the night sky.

At this moment, the life ring that hides the soul turns, and the core rune [Silver Moon] emits a faint light.The improvement in understanding of the silver moon stimulates the resonance between the rune and the dream, forcibly awakening Xia De and preventing him from going crazy because of the dream of the silver moon.But the full power of the out-of-control relic was imprinted in this moment's memory, making Xia feel as if the silver moon was in his heart.

He didn't know how long he had been in a coma. When he woke up, he could only see in the dim banquet hall, the thick blood mist seemed to dye the world red.The air was frighteningly cold, and the blood seemed to want to penetrate the body through the pores.

The frantic whisper seemed to indicate that bad things were about to happen, and he endured the severe pain and trembling of his body. He felt that the [False Immortality] was actually consumed because of the serious injury, and the effect of the spell would actually be due to the After being applied, it will be removed after being severely damaged again within a short period of time.

"It's bad now, you have to leave the banquet hall quickly, or else"

Forced to stand up against the long table covered with the clean white tablecloth, but at this moment——

jingle~
The crisp sound seemed to ring directly in the head. Someone was hitting the bell with a small hammer. This was the sound of the banquet opening.

The oscillating metal sound oscillated the spirit, oscillated the soul, and an apparition appeared in front of him again, making Shade almost unable to distinguish between reality and illusion.The blood-colored banquet hall was replacing the normal banquet hall, and the living sacrifices who were one step ahead of him were also awakened by the sound of bells at this moment.

The blood feast has begun.

Shade turned and was about to run towards the gate, but his body was completely out of control.The power of high dimensions comes, and mortals are only mortals after all.At the same time, blood oozing from his facial features, he trembled, turned slowly to look at the main seat of the banquet hall, and looked at the end of the long table.

He heard, he heard the bell of the banquet opening;

He saw it, he saw silverware and goldware filled with fresh human organs appear one by one on the empty table;

He smelled it, he smelled the sweet smell of food in the bloody fog;

He touched it, he touched the bloody corpses hanging from the ceiling.

He felt-

He feels it!At the other end of the long table, a figure in a red robe seemed to come from a distant dimension, and the figure gradually became clear.

　PS1: Find an old author who has a starting point to push each other. "Drawing Cards Can't Save the Weird World", author "Curator Wei".Western fantasy style book, still a bit young, here is a brief introduction:
　　People are in another world, and they have just fallen to the ground.

　　Zhao Hao saved himself by drawing a card, holding a dragon slaughtering knife and hacking to death a murderer with a crow on a plane to save himself.

　　Zhao Hao: As soon as I crossed, I saw a murderer chasing and slashing me.

　　So he was recruited by the mysterious bureau that manages paranormal phenomena.

　　Zhao Hao: Fortunately, you didn't say that you want to form the Avengers.

　　The psionic energy is revived, the extraordinary is reborn, all kinds of monsters are rampant, and ordinary people are precarious.

　　But can drawing cards really save the weird world?
　　Zhao Hao: I just want to be a salted fish!Why are you forcing me?System, ten consecutive draws!
　　PS2: I urge everyone to read it every day. The author wants to fight Sanjiang, but the current data is not very good.Guaranteed not to be eunuchs, if you like this book, please don't fatten up for the time being.

　　
　
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