Demons are resentful spirits that have existed since ancient times, and at the same time as the birth of gods and gods, demons appear like his shadows, from beginning to end. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

There are thousands of images of demons, and no one can count them since ancient times. Whether ugly, handsome, cold, or evil, in short, the devil is not a very good image in all its changes.

With the development of science, human beings no longer believe in the existence of gods, and their respect for gods is even more indifferent, as the shadow of God, demons have naturally become the object of entertainment, or adaptation, or goodness, or conversation, or confusing the public, in short, the devil is always used by people in the ever-changing.

Mankind has forgotten the gods, and they have forgotten the demons.

The gods symbolize hope and life, while the demons symbolize destruction and death.

Now, the four hermits were aware of the problem, and the oppressive aura of death had suddenly attacked them.

Nearly four meters tall, with extremely slender limbs, he looked like a thin old man with a broken candle, but those dark eyes were like a bright black night light, revealing a strange brilliance, no one could imagine that the black would be so bright. A pair of broken black wings grew behind him, like a herdsman's corrupt tent, but if unfolded, it could reach more than ten meters long.

Demons, a real demon.

A demon with the breath of death.

"Damn, this Pulsatilla can't just be an outward skin, it's not going to be this guy who has been against us!" the hermit whispered incredulously, his legs trembling slightly, and incomparable fear wandering in his heart.

The Giantwing Demon looked at the four hermits, then tilted his head, and a series of rattling sounds came out of his neck, making people wonder if his neck bone was broken. Then the eyes that were like black lights looked at the stars.

Xingxing only felt a heavy chill hit his heart, and his eyes went blank, and there was only one thought in his mind - to escape!

The star roared, and its body burst into action, scurrying out into the sky behind it.

The Giant Wing Demon grinned and let out a big smile, but his smile was too ugly in the eyes of others, and if it weren't for the two shriveled ears blocking the two sides, I'm afraid the corners of his mouth would be connected.

The tattered wings spread slowly, and the bat-like folded wings trembled against the night wind. Then a hurricane erupted, and the Greatwing Demon vanished into thin air, and the moon felt a dark shadow flash past him, rushing towards the place where the stars had fled, and by the time the moon could react, it was already too late.

The black shadow returned, and in the next second, the Giant Wing Demon had already appeared next to Hugo, giving people the illusion that he had not actually taken a step, but it turned out that the Giant Wing Demon was not idle, thinking that he already had an extra head in his hand, a head belonging to a star.

The star in the hand of the giant winged demon, his eyes were wide open, full of remorse and unwillingness, but it was more of an incredible, maybe at the last moment, he didn't expect that he would be the first target. The flesh on the neck was extremely irregular, and blood gushed out of the brain cavity, dripping on the ground, forming a piece of crimson, obviously the star was killed by an extremely simple and ferocious method, and the head was torn off directly from the neck by the giant wing demon.

Seeing this, the moon couldn't believe her eyes, and hurriedly looked back, and there were no stars in the air, only a bloody headless corpse lying on the ground not far away.

The moon screamed, and her body went limp and almost fell.

The nineteenth of TAROT, TheStar (XVII), died in a different place.

The hermit's face was pale, and his body was crooked and he almost fell, he didn't expect things to happen so quickly, the star that was still alive and released the power of the stars and the moon just now would be killed so cleanly, and the stars had already felt his killing intent before the giant winged demon made a move, and was the first to flee. But even so, he still did not escape the fate of being killed instantly.

So who will be the next victim?

The Giantwing Demon quickly gave an answer, and the black light turned to the hermit himself.

The hermit felt that his whole body and mind had fallen into the ice river, and he froze in an instant, and the simple breath of death directly shocked him. The cloud of death had hung over his head.

I don't want to die!

The hermit roared in his heart.

If you don't want to die, you have to have a means, either flee or resist. Although the actions of the stars have proved the failure of the former, the hermit is not enough to go back and choose the latter.

The star did not flee, but the hermit had full confidence because of his abilities.

The hermit took a slight step back, this step seemed small, but it was profound, and in the next moment, the hermit was gone, and the hermit's power had been activated.

Even if you are in the snow of thousands of mountains, you will not leave a trace when you travel alone.

In an instant, the hermit's body and aura completely disappeared between heaven and earth, like evaporating water vapor.

Seeing this, the Giant Wing Demon grinned again, this smile was really the same as the previous one, not at all different. Just as he had killed the stars with ease, the Winged Demon didn't think that the vanished hermit would be impossible to find it.

The Giantwing Demon stretched out his long, slender legs, took a step forward, and then a hand slashed out. This split tears through the space and cuts through the mystery.

Bang, the hermit's figure appeared in the invisible transparent air, his pale face turned even paler, and a mouth of red blood spurted out.

Before the hermit could react, the Giant Winged Demon had already stretched out his hand and slapped it on the hermit's cheek, and the hermit's body immediately flew out again.

To open your face flowers!

Do what you say!

The hermit did not die, not even faint, for its brain was still in perfect condition, though the price of this sobriety was incomparably painful. The Giant Wing Demon gave him two slaps, shattering all the teeth in his mouth, and the hermit's mouthful of blood directly spit out the fragments of the broken teeth in his mouth, looking at the little white teeth in the blood, the hermit's heart was like a knife. Although this injury hurt his body, it also hit his psychological self-esteem quite hard, and he died like a star.

In just an instant, the four Great Ashka leaders of TAROT had already been killed and wounded, while the other two had already received blows of varying degrees.

No one knows what will happen next?

"Haruki!"

A low cry came from Haruki's arms, and Haruki hurriedly used his uninjured right palm to dig deep into his bosom and take out a card.

I saw that the figure appeared in the center of the card, and at this moment he stretched out a hand and said to Haruki urgently: "Pull me over!"