I saw that Daiyue had completely changed.

Countless arms grew out of her body, each of which was the same as her own, white and soft. But these arms were densely packed together, born together, with long arms on them, and finally twisted into two large, terrifying arms.

She also has countless legs on her body, each leg is straight, long, and thin, no different from her own legs, and it is completely the kind that can play with her legs. But the legs are also intertwined in a scalp-tinging way, turning into a large snake-like lower body that extends below the ground.

There are also mammalian organs, which were originally round and beautiful, but now they have grown too much intricately, all of which are aggregated and squeezed together, turning into a huge honeycomb-shaped giant ball that makes people fall madly when they look at it.

The slightest hint of this big thing will scare people and faint on the spot.

As for Dai Yue herself, only one head was still screaming, as if she was trapped in an infernal hell and suffering boundless torture.

Ling Xing was taken aback, Dai Yue's form had already moved closer to the form of the Void Spirit Hive. Of course, compared to the little demon shadow that Ling Xing saw in the depths of the void, Dai Yue's form was already much better-looking, but this did not prevent her from being strong now.

Bang bang, Ling Xingjian gritted his teeth and picked up his right arm, slamming it on the arm that was clutching him.

But the invincible purple arm was unable to quickly absorb the void energy at this time. Dai Yue's power comes from the ethereal spirit body that relies on her, and the person is not lower than the super qualified person in the ordinary world, and the purple arm that specializes in the lower subbody cannot play a corresponding role.

And at this time, the white arms that were holding Ling Xingjian were still growing, and the arms were tightly wrapping around Ling Xingjian.

In the pupil of the rift, it could be seen that many half-illusory dark purple faces were surging along his arms with countless malice, screaming wildly and rushing towards Ling Xingjian.

Ling Xing snorted when he saw this, only to feel a sharp pain in his head, and the murmur of the Void Spirit Nest suddenly became clear by three points.

Looking at Dai Yue again, she only exposed the upper half of her body, and the lower half was still buried underground. The huge arm grabbed Ling Xingjian's abdomen, where many legs flashed a crack, ready to devour Ling Xingjian whole.

The psychic network obtained the information, and Ling Xingjian immediately understood that once she was stuffed into the "lower abdomen" and completely attacked by countless ethereal spirits, she would merge with this huge relying body, and give a huge boost to the relying body. Then, this body will quickly give birth to hundreds or thousands of void spirits with physical bodies, allowing the void spirits to act in the eternal world.

And that kind of real ethereal spirit, and the transformed monster are not at the same level at all. That's the real powerful creature, the real source of despair.

Even if you die, you can't let these ethereal spirits succeed!

"Ah————!!h Ling Xingjian struggled, enduring a severe headache.

Looking at the crack that was getting closer and closer to her, the sparkle in her eyes gradually brightened.

The monument she was looking at suddenly came to mind.

Through that information, she grasped a whole new kind of power.

That power is called the Light.

The Holy Light, it sounds like something of some Western sect. Ling Xingjian was not prepared to believe in any gods, because communists have strong materialist values. Even if there were any ethereal spirits and some brood in front of him, Ling Xingjian also believed that these were all living beings that human beings did not understand for the time being, and they were by no means conceptual "gods".

But this light is not so.

It doesn't require belief in any god.

What it conveys is a belief.

This kind of idealistic power is rooted in the human heart, originates from human understanding of truth, goodness and beauty, from one's own view of one's own kind, from the consciousness of doing the right thing, and from the original intention of not changing despite hardships.

The Light is a value and a constant question to be asked of the Light-bearers.

And when Ling Xingjian asked herself those questions, the answers she got were exactly the same as the answers passed on in that monument.

This is like-mindedness, harmony.

Since there are like-minded people, they are comrades.

Therefore, Ling Xingjian recognized that belief, that power, and the new identity that the Holy Light brings.

"Maybe I'm not good at 'honesty', but I'm a girl, duplicity is our talent, forgive me for this little flaw." The gap widened in front of her eyes, and Ling Xing saw that her white arm was pressed against her abdomen, but the white light in her eyes became stronger and stronger: "Now that the world is dying, I, swear to become a socialist paladin with Chinese characteristics!" ”

Hum, the huge monument gives a response, delivering a warm and vast sound.

It was the holy word of the paladin, and it was also the special move of the paladin's outburst.

"The first sentence suits me very well, fireworks bloom, it is a moment of brilliance, and it will dissipate after burning. But the life of fireworks only begins from the moment they are lit. The white light spread out from his eyes, and Ling Xing saw a chilling aura surging up on his body: "Fireworks are lifelong, go against the sky, and never fall to the ground." Burn everything, flash the brilliance, shine through the cold night! ”

The crack was close in front of him, and Ling Xingjian used all his soul to recite the first holy words of the paladin.

"I promise you an instant of brilliance—"

"Guard, the temple of the heart, ————!!!"

With a bang, white flames of light erupted from Ling Xingjian's eyes, emitting arcs of light like the most brilliant fireworks. The arc of light hit the body, and large swaths of hands and feet twitched and fell off, turning into flying ash in the air. The purple faces that wandered away were also driven back by the white light, and fled in a panic.

Dai Yue's screams instantly rose an octave, and smoke rose from her skull, as if it had been burned.

Ling Xingjian took this opportunity to break free of his arm and fell to the ground.

Just as he was about to get out, he saw a lot of cracks cracks on the ground, and countless arms and arms stretched out from the ground and grabbed Ling Xingjian.

Although the body has been traumatized, there is still strength left.

And Ling Xing saw that he was already under tremendous mental pressure, and after reciting the first holy word, he was inevitably weakened, and he was entangled again without running two steps.

This is really difficult to deal with.

At this moment, Ling Xing saw that his ears moved and looked into the distance.

She heard a roar, from far to near, from weak to strong, so familiar and so fast.

There are no street lights under the darkness.

And in the darkness, only eight tiny flames were seen, like a throne supporting a terrifying black locomotive, rushing towards it at an incredible speed.

When he turned his head with his body, he was shone on his face by the headlights that suddenly lit up, and he was instantly blinded and flicked his fingers.

And in this flick of the fingers, the already fast locomotive hit the throttle again, and the front of the locomotive instantly cocked high. The speed and mass were mixed into a huge kinetic energy, and in the next moment, it slammed into the body.

Speed, 420 kilometers per hour.

In an instant, it exploded with its body.