"You're not scared at all. The red-haired girl looked at Du Yueming and said.

"What can you be afraid of sitting down with a pretty girl for a cup of coffee. But then again, what are you waiting for me?" Du Yueming said completely fearlessly, very decent. Anyway, it's not the first time he's experienced this kind of ghost-like thing.

The red-haired girl smiled slightly, stood up, and slowly walked behind Du Yueming with a retro luxurious black dress, she held down one of Du Yueming's arms that had been hanging down, and lifted that arm to the dining table.

Du Yueming's hand unconsciously opened, revealing the beautiful native crystal inside. Du Yueming's complexion changed slightly, and he was really a little panicked now.

"This thing, are you still thinking about triggering it manually?" the girl glanced at Du Yueming rather strangely, and said in disbelief.

"What?" Du Yueming was a little confused by this question. Isn't the original crystal crushed and used?

"Hahaha. Don't you know that this thing can bind the soul and trigger the mind? When you finish pinching it manually on the battlefield, I'm afraid your head will move. The girl amused Du Yueming.

Du Yueming almost said a sentence when he heard this, but he still forcibly kept his calm.

The red-haired girl was saying that there were times when he didn't need it in a crisis.

"Just a drop of blood. The girl instructed.

Du Yueming immediately completed the soul binding according to the guide, and he hurriedly received the crystal into the Ring of Sinjid, and at the same time, he did have one more thought in his mind.

That's a great way to do it. It's steady. But then again, why does this girl want to help herself?

"Thank you. Du Yueming took care of him, anyway, he was stable, and he actually thanked him.

"You're welcome. You stand up. The girl said, not like a request, like a command. The smile on her face retracted, and an innate majesty loomed over her.

Du Yueming seemed to be pulled by some huge force, and stood up unconsciously.

"Do you see that huge tentacle, do you know what it is?" said the red-haired girl, pointing to the creepy flesh.

"I don't know. But I want to vomit when I see it. Du Yueming is very honest.

"It's called Order, and even though it's called Order, it's actually chaos, and it's one of the most famous creatures wanted by anomalous creatures. It has countless tentacles and clones, and I don't know if this one is real. ”

"It's so powerful with one tentacle?"

"Yes. One of its tentacles is more than enough to destroy a small town or town. ”

"Then why is it here?"

"Wherever there is calamity, it appears, and some say that it is actually an anomalous creature of resentment. ”

"And what do you want me to do?"

"It's easy, kill this tentacle. ”

"How could I ......"

The girl interrupted Du Yueming, she took out a magic gun and handed it to Du Yueming's hand.

The body of this gun is made of black and gold, the barrel is thick but elongated, and one side of the gun is engraved with a wheel of fate composed of gears, rings, sun and moon, and a snake that extends all the way to the kneeling and crying girl on the other side. At the top of the gun there is a flat, collapsible scope that resembles an irregular gear, and the lens is marked with an unusually precise scale.

This is a decorated exaggerated and retro magic gun, and in order to ensure its superior performance, the real magic gun rarely adopts such a design. Perhaps the sharp visual impact of the shape brought a great shock to Du Yueming, he looked at this magic gun, and was a little distracted for a while.

"The name of this gun is Whispering Fate. Now it's up to you to shoot and kill that tentacle. Do you understand?" The little leather boots stood on tiptoe, and the red-haired girl hugged him from behind Du Yueming, and said in an ambiguous gesture with her red lips to his ear.

The girl held Du Yueming's wrist, and there was a white jade-like texture, which was Du Yueming's direct feeling, but what he didn't notice was that there was an emblem on the side of the girl's hand that changed his fate, irises and crosses.

The girl raised Du Yueming's right hand as if she were teaching it by hand, aiming at the huge flesh touch.

"It's now, shoot. The girl put her head on Du Yueming's shoulder and said casually.

Du Yueming tried to pull the trigger, but the strange thing was that he couldn't press it, the kind that couldn't be pressed even if he died.

"I'm only a second-order strength, how can I use a magic spear. Du Yueming said helplessly.

"No, you can. You can. ”

"You have to concentrate ......"

"You have to think of the past......"

"You have to remember what really runs in your blood......"

The red-haired girl's voice was like a magic sound, lingering in Du Yueming's ears.

Suddenly, the whole world seemed to become empty, Du Yueming opened the sight that was as precise as a dial, everything around him seemed to disappear, and all he saw in his eyes under the scale of focus was the huge flesh touch. At the same time, Du Yueming's eyeballs once again turned completely black, and his black pupils were armed again.

This is the complete state of the Black Pupil: the realm of the All-Knowing, under normal circumstances, Du Yueming's whole body of fighting energy can't maintain this fully open state for long. But at this moment, he didn't have the slightest feeling of fighting spirit.

Obviously, nothing can be explained by common sense.

The fleshy tentacles full of big eyes suddenly writhed twice, as if they were trembling, and through the scope, Du Yueming found that those evil eyes were actually full of fear. Does this great thing that generates fear and calamity also feel fear itself?

As soon as the shot was shot, the space seemed to be emptied, everything seemed to stand still, countless fine silk threads wrapped around the huge tentacle, and at the same time, above the tentacle, the phantom of the girl entangled by the giant snake was projected, she wept, and the wheel of fortune rose from behind her with a grand golden light.

The whispers of fate have already pronounced everything, and the end of the annihilation of the tentacles is already doomed.

This feeling, the last time Du Yueming felt it, it was the God Destroying Star in Lin Yuetong's hand. But that time, he was just waiting, and this time, this shot was fired by him.

This is the feeling of power in hand, when Du Yueming shoots, it seems to be issuing an announcement to the whole world, a notice that the tentacle will be destroyed.

The tentacle's state was somewhat distorted by the inexplicable force, and then collapsed and disintegrated, and finally turned into a cloud of dust and was swept away by the night wind, leaving only a huge pit to show its former existence.

The wanderers, goblins, and monsters in the dark night were also annihilated in an instant with the girl's cry, and the entire town was cleaned in an instant. However, the building was not damaged in the slightest, and the gun only took lives.

Du Yueming exhaled, her right hand hung down, and the whispering fate was caught by the red-haired girl before it landed, she put away the pistol, and actually laughed stupidly, that smile was mysterious and beautiful, like an apple with a bright red color.

"That's really the case. Looks like I'm right, and that's exactly what happened. The red-haired girl muttered to herself.

Du Yueming's consciousness was very blurred, and finally collapsed into the girl's arms. The girl held his cheek, smiled, and said, "You can play my dear brother with peace of mind...... No, it's my brother, you're going to be my biggest bargaining chip in the future. So now, live well. ”

After speaking, the girl gently pushed Du Yueming, and after Du Yueming left the support, he staggered a few steps, but he didn't go down, but rode on the land chub mechanically like a marionette.

After Du Yueming rode on the Lycobo, it was as if the thread was broken, he wilted and lay on the Lycobo's body, but immediately there was a silk thread wrapped around him, which should be very strong.

The land beast roared, and carried Du Yueming all the way south, rushing in the direction of the Black Iron City, and soon disappeared into the boundless night.

............

Recently.

The heroes of the tavern worked together to temporarily block the impact of the mixed army of wanderers, goblins, and monsters. But just as everyone breathed a sigh of relief, something suddenly fell from the sky and directly smashed half of the tavern's contents, but fortunately everyone retreated to the back of the tavern.

Horizontal down was a huge flesh touch, and on top of it were dense large and small eyes, exuding a heavy fishy smell.

This nightmarish creature makes people's hearts furious just by looking at it, and they can't sleep or eat for days, let alone face it directly.

"It's from ...... From the Order...... The tentacles are said to ...... Each time it devours a living thing, it leaves one of their eyes growing on its tentacles. In the midst of the crowd, a knowledgeable person trembled.

With such dense eyes, how many living creatures will this tentacle devour? How many living creatures will it devour?

That man's words undoubtedly made everyone who was still alive fall into an ice cave.

The tentacles destroyed more than half of the tavern in an instant, so it was obviously their turn to be in the other half, and the mixed army had already surrounded the remains of the general tavern.

Death is close at hand, and despair begins to creep in. Many people gave up resistance and left only prayer.

The flesh touched high, but instead of falling as expected, it twitched.

After the huge golden ray, everything is gone.

This is...... What's going on?

The confusion was unsuccessful, but it was certain that the crisis was resolved.

After a moment of confusion, the crowd cheered again.

These people who hover between life and death in the wasteland are always so upright and happy, sad when they die, and carnival when they live.

The crowd lit a bonfire, and the owner of the Watcher's Bar immediately took out the rest of the wine to celebrate.

There is no way to explain this kind of unknown, and it can only be classified as a miracle, and perhaps it will only become the talk of the survivors of the tavern when they drink and brag about it in the future.

And among the crowd there was a thin old wandering poet, but he said that he saw the wheel of fate and the weeping girl, and heard the whispers of fate, and he said that this was the sentence of the spear of fate.

But everyone thinks that this old thing has started again, and it is a common trick of wandering poets to talk about fiction and reality.

He was distinctly deaf and blind. His faint voice was soon drowned out in the revelry of the aftermath of the catastrophe, like a pebble submerged in the sea.