Yu Xingyue Hunts the Evil Me

The proud immortal was crushed in a breathless time, but Jesta could not react and could only stare at the white-robed servant in front of him.

He is the fish on the chopping board...No, the fish on the chopping board could still struggle a little, but he couldn't even struggle.

It was like reality, the result, and fate had all given him a verdict. He could only accept death in this way.

It's obvious that the other party didn't do anything. Yes, this terrifying existence just stood in front of him without even raising his hand.

But the black smoke representing death surged rapidly in front of this person, as if instinctively moving away from him.

Executing oneself may just be the effect of the other party's gaze and will.

And in this, Jesta seemed to see clearly the corner of the other party's hazy light. Behind that faint white light, there was a huge spirit and will like the sand in the Ganges.

It is a pile of things that are almost equivalent to eternity.

If you want to struggle, you must find a way to shake that eternity.

However, the difference between himself and the other party is that he is just an ant, while the other party is a diamond.

As an ant, it would take hundreds of millions of years for me to chew a diamond. However, what the other party represents is a whole mountain of diamonds.

There is no level of existence at all.

How is this going...?

Can the Holy Grail even summon such an exaggerated thing?....?

If this is the case, then Snowfield City cannot be regarded as a stage.

Because the so-called stage must be able to carry actors and dancers to perform dramas on it. But now, sooner or later, this stage will collapse due to the unbearable power, swallowing up the actors performing the drama on it, and even the audience in the auditorium.

A breath of time is almost over.

Jesta's four lives have been lost. This ability essentially divides the soul into six non-connected parts, so it can get rid of fatal injuries and complete a complete resurrection.

But his divided souls were forcibly connected by each other at this moment, and the souls that were not connected were forcibly connected by the other party, in the way of death.

The pointer of the wheel on Jesta's chest moved steadily towards the last hole.

In the hospital, the black smoke wrapped around it became restless again.

The black smoke originally instinctively moved away from the white light, but at this moment, under the forcible guidance of some kind of will, it regrouped and enveloped Jesta, who was about to fall into death.

At this moment, Feng Jianxi finally took action. He raised his hand and touched the black smoke surrounding Jesta.

The flowing black smoke stagnated, then exploded violently, disappearing into reality together with the black smoke that had spread outside the hospital.

The streets that were originally swallowed up by terrifying monsters suddenly became filled with rivers and seas.

The trees beside the street swayed in the evening breeze, casting whirling shadows. The silent street seemed as if nothing had happened just now. But what did happen was that the humans or heroic spirits swallowed up by the black smoke disappeared into reality.

"inherent enchantment..."

Feng Jianxi stood in the empty hospital corridor.

The cold-toned lighting combined with the empty hospital gave it the atmosphere of a horror movie.

The person swallowed by the black mist has indeed disappeared from the real world, but this disappearance is a kind of transfer, to another space.

This inherent barrier is a little special.

The normal inherent barrier is to create a realm of one's own in the interlayer of reality by eroding reality.

However, the inherent nature of the barrier represented by the black smoke is completely opposite. It is a small world that completely reverses the rules of reality and creates a small world through the rules of opposition.

If reality represents Yang, then that world represents Yin. Cold is opposite to heat, darkness is opposite to light, and it is opposite to the world of the living....The world of the dead, or the false underworld

"Is there still such ability?"

Feng Jianxi has figured out the identity of the Black Smoke Servant. It is absolutely impossible to summon the Servant. Because it is not a specific existence that has left its name in history as a person or god in the past, it is a person in human history. Disaster is the embodiment of a conceptual symbol.

The Black Death, which once almost wiped out a continent and killed one-third of the population, became one of the apocalypses in the Book of Revelation, representing the white horse rider of the disease. The character is quite high, and the concept of possession is quite troublesome, because as long as one is human, one cannot escape from disease and death. However, Feng Jianxi is just the one who restrains the opponent.

The Power of the Coming Beast

In terms of the concept of death, the Third Dharma itself represents eternity.

"For Sigma, this trial seems to be a bit too much."

Feng Jianxi rubbed his eyebrows.

He was not worried that Sigma would die. Even if Sigma was in the underworld, carrying Feng Jianxi's power, Sigma would never die.

Based on this premise, there is no need to worry. What.

Feng Jianxi walked into the ward deep in the corridor.

The girl was still sleeping on the hospital bed, her childish face was pale, as if she had just experienced a huge shock, and the tattoo on the back of her hand proved her identity. , but the originally complete command spell was quietly lost just now.

Feng Jianxi looked at the girl named Yuqiu Chun, and then looked away at the girl's bedside where a rabbit was placed. The doll seems to be several years old. The white fur is slightly yellowed, and there are traces of stitches on the belly. The stitches left are crooked. The owner must take good care of this doll.

The knight is special, and the special thing is that he is the manifestation of natural disasters and concepts, but there is one thing that is questionable, that is, the symbol of human nature, the apocalypse, and the external nature. Self-personality?

The answer is no.

However, without personality, the Pale Knight cannot appear in the world as an individual.

Therefore, the Pale Knight must complete and reflect the direction of his own personality. The mirror that shows His face should be the existence that summoned Him.

This girl who is well-behaved in every detail, who lacks love but also longs to be loved is the direction of the Pale Knight to complete his personality. Road sign.

And to some extent, the girl seems to have some similarities with her brother Sigma's childhood?

"Perhaps, this experience is also very good..."

After a while, Feng Jianxi spoke softly.