Chapter Seventy-Two: The White Moon in the Stars
The Joker strikes again in the dark!
A sharp flying knife slashed through the dark void of the night, like a silver meteor hitting the back of the spider's neck. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info
The blade of extreme speed, but there is no wind.
The silver star of death crept silently behind the spider, threatening to pierce the spider's neck with a single blow. However, the clown knows that this blow will never kill the spider, and if he can succeed, then the spider will not be a spider.
The purple arc formed several graceful arcs, and the blade of Jifei was abruptly stopped by this arc, and the edge was only less than half an inch away from the spider's neck, but it was embarrassing that it could not advance for half a minute.
The spider slowly turned her head to look into the darkness behind her, a cold sneer on her face. Earlier, the spider also guessed that the clown did not actually leave, but lurked in the dark, the original Chitose knows the clown, the spider also understands the clown, several years of day and night, the spider and even the clown's personality will never admit defeat, it is impossible to withdraw just because of his full set. Knowing that he is invincible, the clown will also secretly grit his teeth and follow you, like a bloodthirsty lone wolf waiting for an opportunity, secretly waiting for the most vulnerable and defenseless moment of the prey, and then give it the most fatal blow.
However, the clown's latent ability is too good, when the clown came to the door of the factory before, neither the spider inside, the white elephant nor the original Chitose outside noticed his breath, and at that time, a large part of the spider's attention was transferred to the original Chitose, so he had no time to pay attention to the clown's stubble for the time being. Now that the skeleton boy has been possessed by a blasphemy and turned into a white ghost, the huge pressure has made the original Chitose roar and forced out the clown, which has made the spider feel a lot more relieved.
The spider glanced at the dark night outside the dilapidated window and said, "We have seen a lot of surprises tonight, so why don't you want to show me a blasphemous possession?" ”
The clown's voice came from the darkness: "The head of the regiment told me that blasphemy possession is very important for the desecrated, and you must not act rashly until the critical moment. ”
The spider turned his eyes to look at the original Chitose who was immersed in the green glow and said: "The character of the head of the regiment is always like this, he will never make a move until the moment of the door, it seems to be a calm mechanism, but in fact it is just indecisive." ”
The clown said: "For a backbone like you, it is indeed enough failure for the head of the regiment to not get rid of it first and then quickly, but even so, the head of the regiment is by no means comparable to a person like you, and you will not be able to reach his height in this life." ”
The spider sneered, "He's a fearless madman, and I naturally can't compare." ”
The clown said, "You're even crazier than him." ”
The spider narrowed her eyes and changed her question, "So isn't it time for the critical moment?"
There was no longer an answer in the darkness.
The Joker's shot showed the Joker's attitude, but the pressure of the original Chitose was not any lighter because of this. The skeleton boy, the white ghost, was looking at him. Chitose Hara couldn't describe what kind of look it was.
Is it to see?
See?
Is it staring?
Is it hope?
In short, from those blue ice eyes, Chitose Nakahara couldn't read any emotions and information, only felt the extremely oppressive breath of death coming from the other party, and that breath seemed to stretch out countless hands from the abyss of hell to drag you into the endless darkness.