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The grinding of the air as it ignited with flames led to orange-red fires that followed an ancient trail to form a six-pointed star, and while the dim flickering light of the fire dispelled the darkness around it and added warmth to the masonry walls, the shadows cast by it made the standard medieval-style basement look particularly eerie. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

"Ryunosuke, the preparations for the little caster have long been over, the blood moon is only three hours, and once the time has passed, everything will be over."

A wooden chaise longue swayed slowly back and forth with a creak, and a middle-aged man who looked to be about thirty or forty years old tapped the armrest rhythmically with his left index finger.

The orange-haired young man known as Ryunosuke apparently seemed to have lost the ability to speak, the face of the yin owl had twisted into a ball, and he could not see the slightest hint of his once handsome appearance, and his violently trembling body undoubtedly proved how much pain he was enduring, and the scarlet light emitted by the spell on the back of his hand was spreading towards his arm little by little, even if his elbow was already covered, there was still no sign of stopping.

"Yusheng Ryunosuke, it's not okay to go on like this, once your will collapses, then you can't do it all with just a few poor magic circuits, but if you do, you can enjoy the fireworks that bloom with blood."

The middle-aged man on the recliner suddenly increased the strength of his left index finger hitting the armrest, and each low muffled sound would cause Ryunosuke's heart to tremble, and the powerful beating made the blood pump in the chest cavity increase the power to the extreme.

As if stimulated by the middle-aged man's words, or perhaps the little reason left has been stripped away, fear and pain have been transformed into hysterical hideousness, Yusheng Ryunosuke's crooked back straightened again, and he held the left arm stretched straight towards the six-pointed star with his right hand, forcibly slowing down the original tremor, and a trace of blood-like scarlet light continued to overflow from his fingertips, little by little, outlining the complex and strange ornaments in the array and converging in the center of the six-pointed star.

"What, once the time has passed, I see that everything is almost over now, old ghost, when are you still taking a nap in Youzai, I know that it will be too late, you will help this kid!"

A light blue lightning like thunder suddenly burst in the middle of the secret room, and a sharp female voice accompanied by a snow-white slender arm stretched out out of thin air, smashing straight towards the middle-aged man's head. Such a mighty head is not to mention a fragile head, even an armored vehicle is afraid that it will be shattered into slag.

"It's not that I don't want to help him, but I can't interfere at all, this world is different from the previous plot world, the inhibition of the world's will is simply active, and the implementation of this otherworldly summoning is already very out of line, if I do something more, I'm afraid I don't have to wait for the North Yanzhou team to come, first of all, I have to fight with Gaia's will."

The middle-aged man finally opened his eyelids slowly, and said in a deliberately slowed tone, seeing the woman's unslowing momentum, a helpless expression appeared on his face, and after the upper half of his body sat up, he didn't make any plans to dodge or resist, and let the ionic turbulence brought by the woman's arm hit his head.

The original white skin instantly became scorched black and then festered, and the entire head and shoulders exploded like a watermelon that had been detonated from the inside, but when a few wisps of scarlet light shot out of his body, this mass of flesh and blood did not spread to the surroundings again, but as if it had received some kind of suction, it gathered and condensed around itself, condensing the outline of the skull again like a writhing craggy blood light.

"May I think you're teasing me, old ghost, you know how much stamina I need to hold back from shattering your heart every time I see you show this gesture."

Following the ** snow-white arms, a delicate and beautiful face also appeared in mid-air with a long silver-white hair, the snow-white fluff on the neckline outlined a deep V on the chest, and a blue gem was even more seductive between the two round and plump gaps, which made people unconsciously want to continue to peep, but everything else was shrouded in a thick dark blue velvet cloak.

"Of course you can, my beauty, your beauty always makes me so uncontrollable, why do you have to continue to endure it, you can hear your heart so clearly, feel your own **, under this surging crisis like a tide, smell the fragrance of death and blood and merge with me again, you know, you and I have waited for this day for too long."

The middle-aged man known as the old ghost said in an exaggerated tone that was almost an aria, I have to say that this face is indeed full of ** for women, and time has not made him look old, but it has become more and more mellow under the precipitation of time like a glass of wine.

In response to this, a sweet and suffocating smile was drawn on the woman's face, and the whole person continued to fall backwards from mid-air, and the distance between the two faces couldn't help but get closer and closer until it finally returned to zero, and after the closed lips and teeth were pried open, the bright red and delicate little tongue couldn't help but stretch out, and kept sucking......

"Those who lose their reverence for the thunder will surely be turned to charcoal, and those who play with the flames will eventually burn themselves in the flames, and your life will not be long, my father."

The woman's increasingly sweet and gentle demeanor uttered cold and piercing words.

Unlike the basement, which is neat and tidy, so that there are no blood stains on the floor and walls, only a wall apart, and at the other end of dozens of stairs is a standard mountain of corpses and a sea of blood, the original holy cathedral has long been turned into a Shura field, and the chest of a bloody ** body is directly pierced by an iron hook, and it is directly suspended in the air by the iron chain, although they are either disemboweled or split skulls and limbs, but they are not dead, they are still trembling slightly.

When drops of blood drip from the top, and the floor gathers into pools of fishy dark red, a life-size human figure with a ruby crystal clear like a ruby stands in it, as if it has become one with the blood, and the expressions of these statues are so lifelike, or sad, or wail, or numb, just by looking at it can make people empathize, and feel the distortion that can only be presented under the deep despair.