Chapter 222: Requiem Dies
Below the Twin Towers, the middle floors of the Twin Towers are in full swing, and the top floor is no exception. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE。 info
Chamula stopped Shen Yan, but he couldn't stop the other.
Relying on the illusion of deceiving people and deceiving God, the fifth thousandth fell easily set foot on the top floor of the Twin Towers, which covers an area of about three hectares, and is not empty, but is designed to look like a manor, with artificial vegetation, ponds, pools, and wooden holiday homes, although they are slightly dilapidated and barren due to lack of cleaning, but they are also beautiful.
On a chair by the pond in this holiday house, a beautiful woman in a black dress sits on it, holding a cup of black tea, sipping, blowing the cool breeze of the night sky, a few strands of hair are blown up, and the soft drape is draped over her shoulders.
Black hair and black eyes, skin and snow, ice muscles and jade bones, if you use pen and ink to outline her outline, only two colors of white and black are enough, and a random photo will include her, and there are only black and white.
The fifth thousandth fell in amazement.
There are really not many people who can match her in appearance, and even if she has a temperament, she still can't say that she is better than the other party - this kind of cold, indifferent, detached and independent temperament is more otherworldly than the fairy on the Xiuzhen side, not deliberately created, but possessed by the body...... Her gaze on anything was always so calm and free, like a human looking at dust, like a god looking at the world.
Divinity...... These two words are enough to explain her ethereal temperament.
In this regard alone, the silver fox also felt a little ashamed of himself.
She unravel the illusion, because the other party had noticed her, and there was no need to disguise it anymore, and she stepped out of the night, riding the silver moonlight, and the silver white contrasted with the other party's pitch-black attire.
"Trespass into my manor, don't you know how to declare your name, rude." Pandora changed her sitting position, revealing a thrilling, beautiful side face, and said in a cold tone.
"If land is king, can it be regarded as a private property? Private is a long insight. The fifth thousand Luo smiled softly and replied easily: "You deliberately didn't restrain your breath, didn't you just come to attract people?" The private came as promised, but it's a pity that your butterfly ...... Too fragile and shatters when touched. ”
She reached out her slender jade hand from the wide sleeve and spread it out, and a dying black butterfly gradually turned into powder and dissipated in the night wind.
“…… The Stygian Butterfly is my demon, although it is desirable everywhere, but you are so rude, I am very unhappy, and I am not happy...... I just want to kill. Pandora got up and put down the teacup, although she said angry, her expression did not even change at all, and she was always calm: "How about I send you to the Bliss of the Afterlife while the tea is still cold?" ”
"Uh-huh...... "Fifth Thousand Luo smiled softly and walked head-on.
Conversation, just three or two sentences.
Both sides understand each other's positions, do they need anything more than fighting?
Of course not.
Pandora seeks to spread death, which for her is silent, beautiful, and eternal.
The Fifth Thousand Falls pursues a journey, and she enjoys all the journeys she passes, whether it is dangerous, painful, or happy, or whether it is to push another person into hell, and she will not regret it if she has a choice.
Fight...... Here we go.
【Dance of the Dead Butterfly】
Pandora didn't move, and gently spit out the four words, and the shadows under her feet spread rapidly, dyeing everything around her like pitch-black ink, and things, scenery, and even the moonlight were also dyed pitch black, and in this darkness, countless butterflies flew out, each of which danced!
Hundreds, thousands, no, thousands!
They flew out of the dead blackness, spreading the black powder, each wisp was the essence of the breath of death, as long as ordinary people touched any piece, they would immediately fall into a deep sleep, quietly cut off from life, and die peacefully.
In the face of such a huge group of black butterflies, Qianluo does not intend to hide his secrets.
She stepped lightly on her toes, the silver tail swayed, and there was an extra shadow in the trance, and the second tail was directly opened, and the surging demonic power was injected into the limbs, and the surging mana poured out from every piece of skin, propping up the clothes, and the whirring wind continued.
Silver demon fox lines also appeared on her cheeks, the depths of her silver pupils were dyed with a touch of bright red, and the corners of her lips hooked up a trace of evil charm, adding danger and temptation to her alluring beauty.
【Fox Fire Thousand Illusions】
The blue mist is lit up, like a dotted morning star dotting the starry sky, blooming, beautiful and dangerous.
Qianluo couldn't suppress the surging mana, the wide robe was slightly detached from the skin, and the swelling of the puffed up, the state of the two tails would awaken the blood of the silver fox sleeping in the body, and this killing impulse made her sanity always be beaten.
Gently lifting the bowl, the green onion and white jade fingers pressed forward, and the fire of tens of thousands of demon foxes that were also real and illusory was still colored.
Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!
Countless explosions rang out in a row, resounding throughout the top floor of the Petronas Twin Towers!
Every demon fox's fire collided with every butterfly, and every wisp of death was burned by the flames...... The terrible explosion that should have completely destroyed the entire high-rise building, but under the precise control of one person and one fox, the scope of the explosion was perfectly restricted, and the spread of the aftermath was compressed.
Of course, even if you don't blow up the top floor, you still make a mess around.
Scattered in the air with a mixture of dead branches and leaves, powdered with earth and masonry, swept away, compressed, shattered, and washed away by the furious energy, the man-made vegetation was still destroyed, and even the stagnant water in the pond was dried up by a third.
Before the smoke and dust cleared, the two sides shot again, this time with Qianluo taking the lead.
[Ghost Killing Seal]!
Her hands were sealed, her silver hair fluttered, and the vast mana condensed in the air, turning into an invisible and phaseless claw, carrying an indestructible force, breaking through the curtain of smoke and dust, and slamming at Pandora!
Mana condensation, this is no longer something that the Void Pill realm can do...... Jin Dan real people are nothing more than that.
But the fifth thousand falls have not yet condensed Jin Dan to be able to lift weights, but they don't know where the bottom line of her true strength is!
Just as the giant palm was about to slap on the door of Pandora, the moment she was about to turn into a mess of meat sauce, the heavy mana attack came to an abrupt end, and it was difficult to get close to even half an inch away! It seems that the fist of ordinary people who have done their best has smashed down on the tempered glass plate!
In front of her, there was a wall, also invisible......
"Can't you see...... Pandora whispered with a sigh, "it's a pity...... Before you die, you can have this scene, which is quite suitable for you. ”
She raised her fingertips, and a mysterious pattern was highlighted in the transparent air, which was written in silver and white, like a dancing brush, outlining a five-pointed star magic array in the air, and the mysterious and obscure runes were reflected one by one, and the center of the formation was a simple and gorgeous pattern, like a holy white flower, sublime and holy, but it could not be blasphemed from a distance.
She raised her fingers, and a pair of plain white hands were carved from jade, and the fingers were slender, white and slender. And at this time, it quietly closed together, smoothly changing gestures, flowing like a cloud, and its fingertips danced with smart runes, injecting a rich dead aura into the magic array, caressing its corners, as if caring for a blooming bud.
The flowers are indeed in full bloom, not only that, but as the white flower pattern in the center of it slowly unfolds, the holy white buds, starting from the roots, are dyed a pitch-black color little by little, and each blooming petal exudes a deep dead color, like a black water lily.
Qianluo felt the surging pressure coming from in front of her, she frowned slightly, a great sense of crisis came from her heart, and her sixth sense told her that there was some kind of fluctuation in front of her that was dangerous enough to threaten her life.
But now it's too late to evacuate.
Pandora's eyes, which had been lowered since the beginning of the spell, were raised, and her dark eyes reflected the world under the night sky, encompassing everything, and she whispered softly, as if to chant, "Turn on, requiem flowers!" (From the novel "Burning the Eight Desolations")
There is no emotion in her divine and pitiful eyes, which seems to be empty and godless, and seems to be compassionate, making people feel as if she is the goddess who created all things, and like the god of death who guides the destruction...... But no matter which one it is, the world in her eyes is hopelessly and about to collapse.
The pitch-black flowers bloomed in the magic array, so huge, like a greedy beast, salivating at everything in sight, it growing, using the breath of death as nourishment, greedy and abominable devouring everything.
Black water lilies shrouded the top floor of the Petronas Twin Towers, covered in petals, so that no life escapes the sanction of death.
After Pandora's change, this magic has been replaced with a more intuitive devouring and death attack method that robs the opponent's magic and life force to self-detonate compared to the original version.
This is actually not the most correct use of the Requiem Afterlife Flower, the correct use is to implant the flower into the other person's body, use the other party's life force to bloom, when the black flower is in full bloom, the life will also wither, leaving only a black water lily on the dry bone.
The dust settled, and there was no unnecessary resistance.
"Without the decaying vitality of life, the world will be clearer." Pandora snapped her fingers, and the magic circle dissipated, and the black water lilies dissipated into particles.
However, she didn't get a kill prompt...... All that was left in place was a wisp of residual mana.
She was not surprised by this, she had already made up her mind, and it could even be said that she deliberately let Qianluo leave.
"Illusion, you just run away...... The seeds of the Requiem Flower have been planted in your body, how long can you hold on? No matter how far away, it will one day open from your chest. ”
Qianluo may be strong, but when she is the enemy, she can only retreat, or even be defeated head-on...... Is it hard to accept? But that's the truth, because she's Pandora...... It is a race that stands at the top of all living beings, a member of the god race! Born to be the strongest!
ps: Joke: In the past, on the way to Beijing to catch the exam, my great-grandfather met an injured fox, broke the hunter's trap, let it go, and when he turned to leave, the fox suddenly spoke: magnet:?xt=urn:btih:WCJX3P5C5HZT26SKSHMWTD7WJW4LPM3Y