Chapter 22: The Returning King
The sky is clear and blue, and the clouds are fluttering. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info
A circle of ripples silently spread over Ellens!
The air barrier first rippled, like the first crack in the crack of an eggshell, and the crack slowly extended, the crack became longer and longer, and the whole crack opened.
Gradually, scattered fragments of light broke away from the gaps.
Bang!!
As if thousands of glasses were shattered at the same time, a huge explosion suddenly erupted in the sky above Erenyis, and the entire enchantment exploded, and thousands of golden light fragments fell from the sky!
"Enchantment!" exclaimed the people looking at the sky.
"Mother, what's that?" the little girl said, holding a populated candy, pointing to the clouds, "so many blackbirds!"
Like a sudden fall in the night, several black shadows descended from the sky, and huge black wings stretched out, covering the sky and the sun.
"Demons! It's a demon!"
"How did the devil appear here-!"
Agile and nimble as a bird, a black shadow swooped down from the sky and swept over the crowd.
The slender tail thorn rises like a long whip, and throws an arc downward.
The sharp tail thorn penetrated a man's chest in an instant, dragging him up from the crowd alive!
The long tail flicked again, like a long and powerful whip that threw him to the ground! The dust was flying, and the man fell on the ground by the garden, smashing the ground into a shallow pit. There was a dark blood hole in his chest, his body twisted and trembled, and then he lost his breath.
Blood splatters,
White feathers fell, stained red with blood.
"Ahhhh
The crowd was chaotic, people scattered and fled, and people kept falling due to the squeezing, but they were trampled to the ground by the panicked people around them before they could get up!
The silver-haired boy stood in the crowd, looking in amazement at the dark shadows shuttling through the air, and the screams in his ears continued to be heard by people falling and crying.
"Lan Feng, what do you want to do, stop now!" he shouted in his head.
"It's just a little mess, brother, and you get out of here. The voice is understated.
"Whoa—Mommy, Mommy!" a child curled up on the ground crying, crying helplessly to his mother, but the mother was nowhere to be found.
Like a dark cloud covering the moon, a huge shadow fell to the ground and enveloped him completely, and the child forgot to cry, and looked up at the huge black wing, and was frightened and motionless.
Scarlet eyes glanced at him, and the long tail rose impressively!
The wind came from all directions with a treacherous screech.
A force grabbed the long slender tail and dragged the black shadow from the air and threw it to the ground!
Shhh
With a violent impact, the black shadow spurted out a mouthful of blood, the green tendons on his forehead burst out, and he opened his mouth suddenly, and the corners of his mouth cracked all the way to the root of his ear, revealing his white teeth!
Raise your head and let out a sharp roar!
But the moment he saw the person in front of him, he paused.
The same scarlet eyes looked down at him coldly.
The silver-haired boy stood in front of him, his long hair tossed by the wind and fluttering wantonly.
"Stand down!" the cold voice sounded like an indisobedient order.
The black shadow looked at him and was stunned, lying on the ground and slowly bowing his head respectfully, the extremely aggressive long tail also meekly lying on the ground-
It's like prostration.
A ray of white light swept through the sky.
Shh
Black shards rose from him like smoke, and after a few seconds there was only a scorched black on the ground.
There were black debris everywhere, and a white feather stood quietly on the ground, glowing with a faint white light.
The silver-haired boy looked at the feather and was stunned.
Another flash of white light flashed.
In the next second, blood splattered from his left shoulder!
He watched in amazement as a blood-stained white feather tore through his left shoulder and landed on the ground.
"Brother, you ......" Lan Feng's voice came from his mind, but the voice disappeared without a trace in an instant, and there was no more sound in his mind.
The crowd suddenly disappeared, and there was no longer half a figure in the empty street garden, and the cries and sounds of running away were all gone, and even the black shadows shuttling in the air did not know where to go.
Blood stained the white garment, but the torn wound did not bleed, but stitched and grew at an astonishing speed that was visible, and in a few seconds the deep blood hole disappeared from the white skin without a trace.
As if he didn't care about the wound on his shoulder, the boy didn't look at it, and slowly raised his head to look in a certain direction in the sky.
"It's you. He looked at the figure looming in the clouds, and his cold voice had a hint of immaturity, but it was calm and calm, as if it was expected.
The old man slowly descended from the sky, his white clothes fluttering in the wind. Behind him, the overlapping clouds were dyed with fire, surging and rolling.
The morning light lit up the half of the mask on his face like fire.
"I've heard about bugs coming in, and it seems to be real. ”
The old man was suspended in mid-air, his white wings spreading out in the air.
He looked at the boy coldly:
"Long time no see. ”
The old man's voice was cold with a hint of regret: "I didn't expect to see you again." ”
“...... It seems that you are not surprised. Yin Hong's eyes looked straight at him.
"You've done a very stealthy job, but you've left a lot of clues," he frowned slightly, "The only thing I don't understand is how you got into Ellens?"
The boy looked at him coldly and remained silent.
"Those little bunnies are really unreliable, and I have to go out myself. The old man sighed and reached out to remove the mask from his face.
A deep scar pierced the eye and reached the chin, and the tiny lines on the edge of the scar spread out in all directions, like an ugly giant centipede disc attached to the old right side of the face.
The glow of the fire reflected the ugly scars, which made people feel fear and even chills.
"You left this scar three hundred years ago, and you probably forgot it? He narrowed his eyes, and the eyes on his old face were not cloudy, as if they were burning with scorching flames.
For three hundred years, the scar was like a curse engraved on him, a constant reminder of his frustration.
It is an eternal shame - it cannot be washed away, it cannot be escaped, it cannot be erased!
The space suddenly distorted, and the direction of the wind seemed to change.
A few bits of white light flashed across the sky.
The flowing wind surrounded the boy, quietly exhaled, and suddenly turned into several torrents and roared out against the white light, like a white dragon roaring and biting in the air.
But it only made Bai Yu slow down in the air for a second.
"Uh-huh......!"
Red blood flowers bloomed from his white robes, and his silver hair was stained with a few bits of blood, and the boy staggered back.
When he looked up again, the old man was gone.
The space around him suddenly distorted, and the next second a figure appeared in front of him-
The old hand grabbed him by the throat and lifted him up!
The cold pale blue eyes stared at him, the white clothes were raised, and a strong murderous aura overflowed from the old man's eyes:
"Since you are the undead of three hundred years ago, you can stay where you should be, what do you want to do when you crawl out of hell?
His throat was stuck, the smell of blood poured up his throat, and a touch of blood overflowed from his lips, but it evoked a cold mockery:
"You're so afraid of me?"
The old man looked at him, and there was a hint of contempt on his face: "You look like this now, but you are just a young tooth, I can kill you with just a finger." ”
"Haha......" A sneer suddenly sounded, and another trace of blood oozed from his lips.
"What are you laughing at?" suddenly increased the strength in his hand, as if he was about to break his neck.
The boy's body suddenly became blurry and transparent, and then dissipated in the air.
With his hands empty, the old man looked up at the sky in astonishment.
The wind rolled up from the ground, and countless roaring wind demons kissed and bit and soared into the air, flowing and hovering around the boy.
White robes flutter in the wind.
As if the day was eroded by the dark night, the silver suddenly faded, and the long black hair was scattered in the wind, lining the skin like snow.
His lips were stained with blood, and he looked at the old man below with a bloody sneer on the corner of his lips, and his blood-colored eyes were bewitching and poignant:
"Three hundred years later, you are still arrogant and want to kill me, but this is not enough. ”
The blood-colored eyes suddenly shone brightly, a circle of huge red ripples spread out from his eyes, and the strong wind pushed away in an instant, the surrounding environment trembled violently and twisted, and the space fell apart in an instant!
The restless sound of the crowd and the cries of children instantly penetrated into the ears and covered the earth.
"Teacher!" Qingxue Mirror folded her wings lightly, landed beside the old man, and looked at him worriedly, "Are you okay?"
The golden shards of the enchantment in the sky were still falling, and the ground was pitch black and scorched in several places, as if they were demons that had infiltrated earlier.
“…… It's okay. The old man looked up in the direction of the sky and frowned slightly.
The peace that was won by the bloody battles of thousands of angels of Ellen Is, three hundred years ago, finally ended on this day.