Stop Calling Me!

A flying knife appeared in his hand. He stared at the old man in the dark sky, and threw the flying knife in his hand almost effortlessly.

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Inside the cafe.

The gust of wind, which had subsided, suddenly picked up again, and rainwater swept into the cafe from time to time, and the ground quickly became wet.

The coffee shop lacks the guard of the door, and the wind and rain can easily break into it.

Shen Yi had already fallen asleep sitting on the chair.

He tilted his head slightly, crossed his hands in front of him, one of which was holding the shadow mask, and fell asleep deeply and quietly.

Right now,

Formless gray mist surged from the surroundings.

The cat jumped onto the table and suddenly squinted its eyes and stared outside the cafe. The hair on its body stood up one by one, as if it had encountered a very threatening thing and faced a huge enemy.

In the black rainy night, some kind of horror is about to move.

Inner whispers, silent restlessness.

Threat.

At this moment, Coke's perception suddenly lost a sense of familiarity, and it immediately turned its head to look at Shen Yi's position.

It was surprised to find that he had disappeared!

Coke rolled off the table in fright.

It can't detect any aura of this man at all, and can't perceive any energy fluctuations. The other party seems to disappear out of thin air in front of him.

If it is invisibility, space jumping, traveling through the world, the Seed of Chaos with a powerful perception talent can fully detect it.

However, this situation of completely disappearing and becoming non-existent appeared for the first time in its thinking and cognition.

Completely gone.

There is no trace left, as if he has never been to this world, neither in the past nor in the future.

Coke trembled, arousing great fear.

Aina, who was wearing pajamas, also came out of the house. Under the thunder and lightning, the white light illuminated the little girl's surprised cheeks.

She found that the envoy who had been sitting outside had disappeared.

"My Lord God."

Shen Yi felt a huge vibration in his sleep, and at the same time heard an old, longing voice of prayer.

"Your name is the name of all, and your voice is the voice of all."

"Guide of peace, chanter of the dead."

"The Eternal Rest who gives rest to the world."

"I will offer you the ever-fading cross, calling out to you from the bottom of my heart, expecting you, begging you."

"Please bestow eternal tranquility and peace of mind to the world that is about to move."

He who was sleeping was gradually harassed by the constant voices, and finally woke up.

The surroundings have been filled with gray fog, and everything in the cafe has disappeared.

He's alone here.

Neither Aina nor Coke disappeared.

He knew that other people in the coffee shop couldn't hear the vibrations, and couldn't see the gray fog, but he didn't know how Coke would think of his disappearing out of thin air.

"Well, Quiet Words, did you finally find me?"

Shen Yi smiled, but he was mentally prepared for this, and even said that he had expected this moment to happen a long time ago.

He heard from Aina that when the Chaos Ember Order faced threats, they thought about continuing the sacrifice and letting the Lord of Ashes solve the problems of the mundane world.

From Shen Yi's point of view, there are similarities in the personality composition of cult members.

Then, when the words of silence are desperate, there is a high probability that they will choose to summon the singer of silence.

Now his idea really came true.

"In that case, let me play."

With a full smile on his face, Shen Yi took out the shadow mask, threw it down lightly, and watched it fall into his own shadow.

The show begins.

PS: There is another update tonight

Chapter 43 Chapter 43 The Tranquility Comes

in the dark.

A great sacrifice is being held.

The priest of Quiet Words floats in mid-air, surrounded by abandoned buildings,

The priest seemed to be standing in the middle of the clouds in the sky and the buildings on the earth.

He will say the words of prayer silently in his heart.

In the darkness, a flying knife went straight up into the air, and human power tried to interrupt and destroy this mysterious and great sacrifice.

The priest just tilted his head slightly, and glanced at the small flying knife that had come not far away. The invisible force formed a barrier, and the flying knife immediately fell from midair.

The priest no longer looked, but turned his head, maintaining absolute concentration.

The sacrifice this time has had an effect, and the effect of the magic circle has been reflected.

A dark, dark hole was exposed in the swirling clouds, and countless giant family members looked down from it, spying on the small world belonging to mortals below.

They salivate, trying to break free, wanting to rush down and destroy the whole world.

However, all the family members are not the target of this sacrifice.

What the Word of Silence longs for is the gift of the Greater One, the charity of the Eternal One, and absolute peace of mind.

The priest suddenly felt a sharp pain in his back.

how come?

The flying knife that fell down just now changed its trajectory and flew quickly from the blind spot of his vision.

Draw an arc and hit the priest's back, piercing straight to the deepest part of the spine.

However, his body has long been completely different from ordinary people.

The priest didn't die from this blow, nor did he stop the sacrifice, and he didn't even show a trace of uneasy expression.

"Is it still not possible?"

George took a deep breath. Among the A-level investigators who participated in this operation, he was the only one who came here now.

No other powerful colleagues can help interrupt this sacrifice.

In the situation just now, he could only use the third blade, and the opponent's position was too high and too far away... Although the power of the second blade is absolutely dead, it is very easy to deflect and be defended and dodged.

If it doesn't hit, it has no effect.

The same is true for the first blade, no matter how weird and terrifying the power after hitting is, as long as it cannot hit, it is meaningless.

All mysterious relics have "conditions" and "prices" for use. Although there are grades, they do not have absolute strength in the true sense.

Su Ling drew out her knife and tried to stop the sacrifice, but a black umbrella was already blocking her.

George stared at the swirl of clouds high in the sky, and there was a complex tone in his mouth that he had never had before.

"It's useless, it's too late."

Su Ling was taken aback for a moment, she saw a look on George's face that she had never seen before.

Seriousness, grit, determination, and an imperceptible sense of desperation.

She vaguely remembered that her father had such an expression when she was a child, and then there was endless despair.

Su Ling raised her head.

A dark figure slowly descended from the swirling dark cloud hole.

He calmly descends to an imaginary altar high in the sky.

As far as the eye can see, all the falling raindrops have stopped.

In an instant, everything fell silent.

All was silent.

The sound of wind and rain that had never stopped disappeared completely, and the entire old industrial area was in a kind of absolute silence, and no sound was heard again.

Su Ling wanted to speak to George, but found that she could not make a sound at all.

The rest of the people were also completely speechless, not just speechless, but literally speechless.

George flicked the blade with his fingers with a serious expression, without making any sound.

The world is in absolute silence.

They all know that it is useless to use any relics and make any resistance.

George and Su Ling could only do their best to keep themselves standing, instead of kneeling directly on the ground.

None of them knew what was going to happen and could only wait silently for things to continue to develop.

All he can do now is to pray to the God of Corona in his heart.

Unfortunately, neither of them believed in God.

The disciples of the Quiet Words all knelt on the ground, not daring to move.

They can no longer maintain the original "peace of mind" state, instead their bodies tremble uncontrollably, and they are getting farther and farther away from the peace of mind they crave.

In the dark high sky, the priest was lifeless, as if the face of the deceased finally showed great shock, astonishment, and disbelief.

The calm he had been maintaining was completely broken!