The power of the elements

The wind, I call you to come to me, and blow away the dark filth of my heart. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info At that moment, I gazed at the first rising moon and trudged through the dark river that was littered with blood-colored scarlet dreams. -- Heroic Lingyun

John felt the blood rushing all over his body, and he stared at each other with amazement. At that moment he knew he was going to die, and death came so peacefully. He thought of the convent of St. Augustine, where the bed of corpses was just as dark and cold, and perhaps that was the final destination of souls. Death had been circling in his mind countless times, but now he had no feeling in his whole body, but he was on the verge of death. He remembered the poets of a thousand years ago, of the great Shakespeare, and of the long-standing 'light wind and pure fire', and he recited in his heart: The other two, the gentle wind and the pure fire, are with you wherever I am, the former is my thoughts, the latter my desires, these spirits are hidden or visible, light and agile. When this swift spirit comes to see you with me, the tender mission of love, my life has been detracted by five points, and it is overwhelmed with melancholy and weighs down, and is dying; It wasn't until the arrival of the two quick messengers that the union of life was restored. At this time, they return from you with the news of your health and safety. I was very happy when I heard this, but it did not last long, and I soon sent them back, and sorrow came over me.

A sparkling light shone on Natasha's body, and she suddenly let go of John's hand and brushed the hair from her face tremblingly. John reawakened from death, and he opened his trance-like eyes to notice that her hair was wet and soaked with sweat. She blinked, then stared at John, her eyes unwavering, and there was an endless lingering look in her expression and voice. It was unusually quiet, as if the earth had fallen silent because of mourning.

There was sadness in her charming eyes, just as darkness is not always the same as sin, and light does not always bring goodness. She barely managed to squeeze out a faint smile that made John feel the warmth he hadn't felt in a long time.

Bright red drops of blood dripped down and stained the white sheets...... An aura of energy enveloped her, and the power of the elements was at work......

The shining light fell abruptly, and a young man walked through the door of the lounge. The bridge of his nose was tall and thin, his nostrils were deeply arched, his forehead was slightly raised upward, and his curly blond hair hung down gently from his forehead and sideburns. He was Joseph, a member of the Edwardian gang. Noticing something unusual, he hurriedly turned sideways and peeked into the room. For five or six seconds, he stared blankly at Natasha and John, confusion and fear in his eyes. He saw a charming face, long eyelashes, and fiery red lips, all of which fascinated him.

Natasha's face grew more and more ruddy, and with a shudder, the wet red tide slowly faded again...... Natasha knelt beside John, held him tightly in her arms, and gave him a fiery kiss. Joseph's eyes widened to see more clearly, and he changed his posture and continued to peep into the room...... He saw Natasha suddenly bare her sharp teeth and suck the blood from the wound, the striking scarlet blood running down the corners of her mouth......

Natasha suddenly turned her head to look at the door, and was angry to find Joseph hiding behind the door and peeping, and her heart was full of rage, and she shouted in a terrifying voice: "Whoever let you peep, I will kill you!" ”。 Seeing this, Joseph involuntarily stepped back, then turned around sharply and shouted desperately: "Help, there are vampires!" There are vampires! ”。

Natasha rushed out of the room, ran behind Joseph in a few steps, reached out and grabbed him by the throat, her bright red lips slowly approaching his neck. Screams of terror echoed over the church, blood splattered onto the snow-white walls, and the entire church instantly turned into a living hell. Joseph's nervous breakdown as he stared at Natasha's teeth and gnawed hard...... His mind was filled with all sorts of terrible fantasies, and bright red blood flowed down his neck, and finally fell to the floor with pools of rose-shaped flowers. Natasha's long hair hung down to Joseph's face, creating an alluring fragrance between the strands.

"Blood! Blood! Blood! I love blood! Little handsome guy, don't you like it? Natasha licked Joseph's neck contentedly, her teeth resting just inches from her trachea.

Joseph's consciousness was so clear that he felt his neck begin to go numb and a strong smell of blood creeping into his nostrils. Natasha's head lowered and lowered, and she ripped open Joseph's blouse with one hand, revealing her shaggy chest...... Joseph tried to calm himself down, but he couldn't, because his mind was so chaotic that he was going crazy!

Natasha hugged Joseph's head and began to kiss him on the lips, a mysterious kiss full of fear. Blood flowed down his neck and soaked his clothes, leaving a striking puddle of blood on the ground......

Natasha slowly let go of her hand, and Joseph, with his wide, puzzled eyes, slumped behind him and fell to the floor with a thud. Natasha stepped over Joseph's corpse and smiled, wiping the remaining blood from her lips.

After sucking the blood, Natasha began to possess elemental power, forming a crescent-shaped indentation between her eyebrows, with countless golden pillars of light gently surrounding her. Then something even more magical happened, her skin began to gradually shimmer like a diamond, and a crystal light burst from her body. The magical effects kicked in, causing very subtle changes in her body.

The purple dress fluttered lightly around her, and Natasha was now full of power. She began to gradually move away from the ground, her body suspended in midair......

Red, blue, and white balls of light burst out from her body, and bounced around the church, and after illuminating the cemetery, the flickering balls of light disappeared one after another, and the church was once again covered by the invisible night. Around the church, vampires began to gradually gather, and they emerged from the tomb without a sound, as if they did not want to disturb anyone.

Natasha closed her eyes and activated the elemental power again, and her whole body was surrounded by an even more dazzling white light. The vampire in the graveyard saw the white light and burrowed back into the ground. Natasha stretched out a hand that burned with a beating flame in her palm. She threw the flames into the air, and in an instant she conjured two doppelgangers, which quickly became four, each upside down on the dome, lying on the wall, crouching on the bed, and standing on the floor.

Natasha closed her eyes and drew a cross on her chest, and all the doppelgangers merged into one again. The candle in the alcove suddenly lit up, and Shelley's ghost appeared beside her. Shelley's ghost gives her a book of poems written by a psychic medium, a thick book of poems composed of many bizarre symbols, with a faint smell of vanilla.

The candle goes out, and Shelley's soul disappears with it. Natasha carefully picked up the book and turned the pages to find the secrets of magic on it...... (To be continued.) )