Lynch barely stood up with his sword in hand, and after risking using the flicker, he now didn't even have the strength to continue escaping. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

A crack in my chest doesn't hurt much now, but it feels a little empty, like something is missing, which makes people very uncomfortable.

However, he did not pay attention to the wound on his chest, not even the breath of the white-haired youth and Moore who were still not far away and were approaching him.

He just looked into the distance through the gaps between the houses.

What is that?

He stared at the guy in the distance, who might be called a monster, and even though it was far away from the other side of the city, its entire body had already taken over all of Lynch's field of vision, covering the sky and the ground.

How could there be such a huge monster in this world.

Lynch barely stood, his pure black eyes reflecting this huge, irregularly shaped monster that seemed to be made up of countless tentacles. It continued to cling to the walls, endlessly extending its own large or tiny tentacles, as if it were simply enveloping the city with its own body.

It's as huge as a mountain...... No, it should really be the size of a mountain.

This is what the madmen call "the Lord...... Lynch looked at it blankly, his head as if it was filled with the image of this monster, and he didn't have any other thoughts. Even his

At some point, the black fog in the city had almost melted away with the extension of its tentacles, except for the infinitely high sky. The monsters of the whole city were in an uproar, and all kinds of monsters let out all kinds of howls, mixed with horror and madness, anger and despair, and poured out of their hiding places and swarmed towards this monster as huge as a mountain.

It turns out that they are not in a group.

He even saw the stitched monster from before and the huge black mud monster, they seemed to be vanguards, rushing to the forefront of the monster torrent with several other monsters of the same size, charging towards the giant tentacle monster. But in fact, these monsters that are huge compared to Lynch can only be regarded as small reptiles to the tentacle monster.

Then a strange sound suddenly appeared in Lynch's head, like a dull laugh, and his chest seemed to be pounded hard, and the crack expanded directly to the width of a palm, but still no blood flowed.

That's enough for him. Lynch, who had been inexplicably shot, fell to the ground again, and this time he even lost the strength to move, and could only look at the sky with his eyes open, watching the terrifying tentacles appear high above him and continue to stretch forward.

Then, all that was left in his field of vision was the tentacles in the sky.

It's disgusting. With a foul stench, Lynch frowned and closed his eyes, his head full of the appearance of that terrible monster, and he could not even tolerate a trace of despair and remorse.

If I can not waste even a little bit of my time before, I wonder if I will be able to grow to the point where I can fight this monster?

......

"Hurry up!" The white-haired young man hadn't looked in the direction of the terrible monster since Lynch's flickering disappeared in front of them, his twisted face just kept urging Moore: "Find him!

Moore's eyes were like light bulbs, and his pale face made him look like a dead corpse, and he had beads of sweat the size of beans, and he didn't look at the monster behind him, his eyes were fixed in the direction of Lynch's existence, dodging the monster coming at them, and moving in the direction of Lynch.

In fact, almost all the monsters did not pay attention to these two humans, and now they have only one purpose, and what sustains them in overcoming their fears and instincts is a certain power that has been engraved in their souls since their birth.

Then came another devastating shock.

The white-haired youth and Moore fell to the ground, they couldn't understand what the voice that suddenly appeared in their minds just now, but this voice caused them a lot of damage, and the two of them fell to the ground weakly, spitting blood.

"Hurry ......up," the white-haired young man clutched his head in pain, his cheeks gradually began to crack, and a faint blue light appeared inside: "Damn the mark...... Moore, you've got to find him before I can't hold it anymore!"

Moore's face grew paler, and he struggled to his feet, staggering toward where Lynch was.

The white-haired young man next to him screamed, the cracked marks on his face deepened, and the mark in his body that had been engraved in a certain place inside his body since he entered the city emitted a faint blue light, coming out of his body.

He had thought that he would be able to transfer this mark to one of the bodies, but he didn't expect that the mark that had been transferred to Blake was still in his body. He was sure that Lynch should have this mark in his body as well, so he had to devour the mark in his body before it could start.

I don't know if it's too late......

He sensed that the sky and earth behind him were completely covered with tentacles, and continued in their direction, soon engulfing them.

The torrent of monsters did not stop it in the slightest.

......

The City of Fire opens up a regional gathering place.

The blonde Cecil sat in the middle of the crossroads, his beautiful blonde hair dyed a blinding red with blood.

She was surrounded by corpses, as well as possessions that were motionless but not evaporated.

It was an unconscious sacrifice.

Cecil didn't even realize what was happening—she had gone crazy before it happened, the waves that erupted in the City of Fire stripped her of her power, followed by a sudden figure in her consciousness.

It was a magnificent feast, and she was to be the last sacrifice of this feast. No fear, no pain. This is also what the organizers are asking for.

And she could only happily agree to His request.

The Elder Sith who was stationed here had already left this place when the flames in the city had just changed, and rushed towards the city of flames.

Outside the open area in the distance, a loud and terrifying roar came from the unknown area that was not shrouded in flames, and it seemed that those powerful monsters who lingered outside the range of the flames and were originally afraid of the power of the flames were about to join in this feast.

The organizer was a little anxious, and it began to urge Cecil to perform the final rites.

Yes yes.

With a helpless but bright smile on his beautiful face, Cecil completed the final drawing of the circle in bright red, and then obediently sat back in the center of the cross, motionless.

She watched her skin smooth as satin, and then stroked her proudly beautiful blonde hair, her vision blurred.

She watched as she began to melt with endless pleasure. Then the red circle lit up, and something that was difficult to describe in words, always changing its form, as if it was formed by countless eyes, gradually began to emerge from the circle.

This is the attendee.

The red-haired girl thought as a dessert for the last thought, and then faded out.