Seven seconds, the bullet flew for almost half a round.

Have you ever seen the dark light?

It fell from the sky, where there was no place to find its roots.

Seven seconds of the night sky, without the brilliance of the stars, this black strip of light became the most dazzling.

The "knights" in the pillars of light glorify gods in unintelligible language, perhaps non-existent.

Its tone was high, as if the bullet hole had not affected it at all.

As if solid darkness was flowing out of the pillar of light, it enveloped the "knights" and the last few D-class members of the group in a small circle.

A dark duel ritual.

Describe the current state of the "knights" vividly: deep♂dark♂fantasy.

If it weren't for Li Zhi's next intervention, maybe there might be all kinds of strange sounds coming from the next circle of dark sky......

But what is irreversible is ...... Li Zhi fired a shot seven seconds earlier.

Bullets may be late, but they are never absent.

In this dark cage, although the sound of gunfire and fire appeared from time to time to make a sense of existence, most of the screams, screams and scolding were familiar to those present.

Definitely not that monster's.

It's hell.

Until the light comes.

At first it was just a dot, then a ray of light coming in from outside.

No one saw the bullet.

The bullet was covered in flames, and the metal skin was wrapped in a layer of greasy spells and arcane sigils, and the perfect combination of the two spells sprinkled with extra fire tricks the moment the high-explosive bomb detonated, and it was a beautiful meal that the "knight" couldn't bear.

Its body cracked apart from the bullet that pierced through the Celestial Spirit Cover, like a weather-beaten statue finally arrived, either in pieces or in large pieces.

The parts that originally belonged to it cracked apart one after another, falling into mid-air and turning into black mist, dissipating into the air.

The greatsword and spear fell to the ground and made a jingle that brought everyone back to reality who had been in despair a second before.

When they came back to their senses and thought that everything had settled and the world was peaceful, the abnormality behind them slapped them in the face fiercely.

The white moonlight replaced the previous black pillar of light.

There was no shouting of "knights" or the roar of guns in the chaos, everything was silent.

Only the moonlight is tilted, wanton like a big rush.

The quiet night, boundless tiredness led everyone to relax.

The vigilant duo did not let themselves rest in a physically and mentally exhausted condition, but chose to leave the square.

Although they were right in what they thought and did, due to the failure of a collective confrontation of will, a nameless dream entered their unsuspecting brains as they walked.

In the dream, it was the same moonlight as it is now.

But something is different.

It's not a park, it's a field.

It's not far from the coast.

The sea breeze permeated with the peculiar fishy smell of the sea, and it had a strange familiarity when it entered their nostrils.

The waves swagger and rhythmically play percussion on the beach, and the beat of crashing into a rock is melodious.

Their playing and chirping are so amazing and yet so quiet.

Quiet in the field, even a single gnast can sing a rousing song far superior to theirs.

The scenery at this time is enough to make any literary and artistic youth fall into many years of lingering.

However, for a group of recycled death row inmates, their script is obviously not in a literary style.

First of all, this field is a melon field.

And in their eyes, everything is enormous.

The magnified melon vines are the size of their own green-skinned striped watermelons.

The abrupt change of venue caused a few of them to let out wild cries, sounds that were only brushed aside in a reminiscence essay, and that of creatures that had never been confirmed had never been depicted.

The sound was like coughing, but interestingly, the panicked cry of "cough - cough - cough - " was a language they could understand.

Screaming doesn't give them much security, it makes them feel like monsters.

The monsters unleashed their sorcery and turned them into their kindred!

They then assume what they consider to be threatening, trying to banish the other creatures present.

There were even a few people scuffling together.

And Li Zhi, who is three thousand meters away from here, and Diane, who has always kept a safe distance from the barrier, have different perspectives.

They just saw that the people in the barrier suddenly fainted, and they didn't do anything else.

But this is clearly an unusual event.

Diane called back the action team that had been sent by her, and continued her previous negative observations.

After about a few minutes, they fell to the ground, and the peaceful faces of the few people who were about to rush out suddenly turned into horror.

They seemed to be about to wake up, but before they could open their eyes, the characteristics of life disappeared from them.

At the time of their death, their eyes were still closed, and their faces were twisted and distorted in extreme pain.

Without exception, all of them had fatal holes in their bodies for no apparent reason.

And according to the order of their deaths, there is obviously a pattern.

It was as if an invisible being was following a path, or chasing the nearest person......

The process was extremely long, but Li Zhi or other personnel outside could not provide them with the slightest help.

Even--as the barrier continues to expand, those on the outside have to think about self-preservation.

Li Zhi faces an even bigger problem.

According to Xiu's response, the barrier seems to be self-conscious, and the most direct result of this is that the barrier is coated with a layer of refractive gas or liquid.

He glanced at the anti-materiel sniper rifle in his hand now.

Li Zhi wanted to hit someone.

Back in the enchantment, in everyone's dreams.

They are now scattered in all directions, though they have only managed to figure out how many unknown creatures were their "teammates" a few minutes ago.

After they figured it out, the nightmare began.

The scenery remained the same, and in the darkness beyond the field, a figure stepped out.

The human was clearly not the same size as them in their eyes.

What's even more terrifying is that his body is shrouded in a layer of black mist, making it impossible to see what he looks like in the moonlight, and can only barely rely on an outline to see that this is a human ...... Or rather, humanoids.

The bad news is that this human is obviously much older than them...... Like a giant, when he raised the steel fork in his hand, disaster struck in this omen.

It's like a three-story house that suddenly raises a telephone pole and pokes it at you.

They shouted, "Cough! Cough! "Scatter and escape.

But there are always a few unlucky people who die under the steel fork......