Chapter 99: Painting the Landscape, Painting the Heart (Part 11)
The red moon stopped in the middle of the sky, neither biased towards good nor evil, nor biased towards sister Hong, just as a ring referee. The cold wind in the middle of the night swept through like a big hand, blowing the corners of their clothes and the ends of their hair. The sound of the wind on the rooftop is echoing, Xiao Xiao is like a bamboo flute, and listening carefully is full of the sound of the battlefield.
Nowhere is there a better place to be a final dueling arena than the rooftop of the tallest building in this man. There is no time of year that is more suitable for a bloody fight than this night when the red moon is high. There is no room to escape on the rooftop, and if you take a step back, you will never recover, and the light of the red moon will arouse the instinct to kill, and the next step will be blood spattered on the spot. The gladiators on both sides were already in place, and only a bell was left to strike.
In the battle of life and death, "two people come in, one person goes out".
"White ...... Bai Ling ......"
Intense pain is brought by hot blood, and pain brings back calm.
The ghost man wiped a handful of slimy blood all over her chin with the sleeve of her suit, and then staggered to her feet. She bent over her knees, gasping for breath, her pale lips trembling slightly, and weakly calling out to her only savior, Baili Bailing.
So Bai Ling appeared behind her in response, his face expressionless, like a guardian spirit without ego.
"Ha!" Seeing this, Mei Hong grinned, "It hurts to be beaten, and you start calling Dad?"
"I'm ashamed to say that just now, a few seconds ago, for a moment, I was so naΓ―ve that I had the illusion that you could give me some new tricks. But you're a pure shitty who is good for nothing but craggy and clever, and to be honest, not only can't I be mad at you right now, I'm even starting to get disappointed in you. β
Good and evil lowered her head, her face was blue, and she didn't say a word of rebuttal, not just because she didn't have the strength to refute it. She knew in her heart that although what Mei Hong said was harsh, it was all true. She's just a piece of shit, and she can't do anything on her own.
But she's ambitious.
"Win...... I can still win!" she thought to herself, "With the power of Bai Ling, it shouldn't be a problem to suppress Mei Hong, even if I can't suppress it, I still have a way out." β
Thinking of this, she reached out and touched the bulge on the left breast of the suit. In the inner pocket under a layer of cloth lies the silk scroll that seals everyone - it is the hole card that can save her life in a desperate situation. However, now, for good and evil, the "desperate situation" has not yet arrived, far from it. In fact, she didn't even feel like she was at a disadvantage.
The stomach of good and evil is burning, and the feeling is neither pain nor nausea, but an extreme discomfort that can make one lose the desire to live, as if all the internal organs have been beaten into a bow of human flesh. After being hit by Mei Hong's punch, the consciousness of good and evil was interrupted for a few seconds, and when she came to her senses, the first message that popped out of her mind was:
"I can't get beaten again. β
This punch didn't kill her, even if she was fatal, the next punch wouldn't be accurate.
Even so, even under the premise of understanding that Mei Hong could knock her down with one punch, the good and evil at this time still firmly believed that the advantage was on her side. She originally had five enemies, and Huiyin-sensei was put down by her, and Reimu, Alice, and Marisa were imprisoned by her in the world of the painting, and there was no possibility of turning over. At the moment, there is only one girl who can stand in front of her, and there is only one sister who can't die, and it's not difficult to defeat this guy, what method should be used, good and evil have a rough idea in their hearts.
After all, for good and evil, the so-called "victory" does not mean finding a way to completely kill the Penglai people, and her ability is not yet to that extent. The Seal Scroll, the Eight Mirrors, and her own life, as long as all these three things are saved, she can be invincible. There are many ways to protect all three, such as......
"Bai Ling!"
Good and evil raised her head, and while holding her unrecovered abdomen with both hands, she commanded loudly:
"Knives, guns, axes, all kinds of weapons!
Bai Ling waved his pen, and the pen and ink wandered between the void, like a brisk and elegant fingertip ballet, coming and going a few times, hundreds of ink-colored sharp weapons of different shapes had been formed, floating in the air behind the good and evil and Bai Ling, and they were all aimed at Mei Hong. Although the spirituality is lost, the skills still exist, Bai Ling is worthy of being Bai Ling, even if he loses his mind, he is by no means an opponent to be underestimated. Mei Hong, who watched the whole process of the formation of the Heavenly Divine Soldier, was already dry with her mouth open, speechless, and a big admiration written on her face, so she almost didn't applaud and salute.
Therefore, when those weapons came to kill, Mei Hong did not make any dodge or defensive actions at all. She just stood there, and then she was just knocked down, stabbed into a sieve, and nailed to the ground.
To correct, she is not actually "not hiding", but "unnecessary" to hide.
And then ...... What?"
Mei Hong pulled out the short knife that had pierced her throat so that she could pronounce her words more clearly. As for the column of blood that sprayed nearly three meters high, it should be regarded as a special benefit for R-rated movie lovers, and good and evil will definitely like it.
"You know it's not going to stop me. β
Flames came out of Mei Hong's wounds, and the pen and ink weapons that pierced her quickly melted into a pitch-black liquid like popsicles on a charcoal stove, passing through the holes in her body and dripping to the ground. She slowly scrambled to her feet, the flames that wrapped around her sewn up her wounds like needles and threads, and when the flames dissipated, all that was left was a patch of clean, intact skin beneath the ragged garment.
"Broken. β
Good and evil only read this one word.
Then all the weapons planted in the ground exploded like bombs.
Compared to the real bomb, the explosion of this ink weapon was smokeless and fireless, and only a large amount of splashed ink still showed its intensity on a visual level. It's always not spectacular, but its power is only stronger than the real explosives, and the girl who was standing in the middle of the pile of weapons was blown apart in an instant, her intestines and stomach were smeared on the ground, and her arms and legs flew everywhere.
"When am I going to 'stop' you?"
Good and evil straightened up, and the hot wind blew her hair. While wiping the hot cooked blood and minced meat slices splashed on her face, she looked down at the "sister red" all over the ground, and said with a smile:
"For a long, long, long time, I had one thing I wanted to do, and that was to make you, the so-called 'strong', really taste the pain. This is what I am doing at the moment, can you feel it, Fujiwara Meihong, the pain flows through your veins and pierces your nerves. Even if you can't die, you're actually not a wooden man who can't feel anything, are you?"
Mei Hong can't answer the question of good and evil, after all, she is just a liquid rotten meat now, but good and evil don't need any answers. The pieces of flesh and intestines of the arms and legs quickly gathered together, and when Mei Hong completed the resurrection in the flames, the next move of good and evil, or Bai Ling, who was under the control of good and evil, had already forced her eyes.
This time it's not an imaginative thing like swords, guns, swords, axes, and all kinds of weapons, this time it's words, or rather, the concepts that words carry. "Beheading", "Car splitting", "hanging", "Ling Chi", "Burning at the stake", "Waterboarding", "Lightning strike...... And in addition, all kinds of torture that Mei Hong has seen or has never seen fly towards Mei Hong in the form of square words.
"Wow!"
Looking at the oncoming barrage (the real "barrage"), Mei Hong opened her arms and said with a happy face:
"What is this, the 100 Great Torture Expo of Mankind? I know you put a lot of thought into it, but it's a pity that it's ...... that spoils the fun."
"I'm tired of all these tricks you threw over, every one of them. β
"Bang!"
There was no need to wait for her body to be torn apart by the heavy punishments, before she was hit, Mei Hong directly ignited herself, turned into a large fire ball, and exploded in the center of the rooftop. The bright light comparable to the sun instantly lit up the blood-red night sky, and the light explosion, heat waves, and shock waves forced the good and evil to hide their faces and retreat again and again. She retreated from in front of Mei Hong to the very edge of the rooftop until there was no way back.
She couldn't open her eyes, not just because they had been flashed, but if she chose to open them at this point, the scorching air would have blinded her eyes in the blink of an eye. However, even if you can't use your eyesight, good and evil can feel something.
The looming crisis, the fiery serpent wrapped around the ankles, the breath of the dragon. The beating nerves told her over and over again that something was spreading and spreading from the center of the rooftop.
"The moon and stars are scarce, and the wind is clear. β
At that time, good and evil heard Mei Hong's voice.
"The weather is so nice, little cub like you ......"
"It's supposed to burn in a scorching hell. β