The silver in the sky condensed around the black-robed girl.

More silver spider silk came out of the ground, writhing wildly.

Qingluan narrowed his eyes and looked at Antonite, who was suddenly swept away by the pool of blood.

At this time, his body was undergoing earth-shaking changes.

The wound that had been pierced by her heavenly spider silk healed in the blink of an eye, and even new flesh and blood had grown, and the breath of life that had been extinguished had actually filled the entire body again at this time, and even the power contained in it was rising rapidly.

"This is..."

Qingluan frowned, this is the power of the white character crown?

Sizzle.

The silver spider silk writhed and hissed.

Hearing the meaning of the Heavenly Spider Silk, Qingluan was a little curious.

Rumble!

The pool of blood burst open.

Countless celestial spider silk suddenly formed and condensed into the shape of a shield, blocking the blood and water that flew in.

Through the layers of red and silver, Qingluan looked at the crown of power that was gradually fading in the center of the blood pool, and faintly, a burst of red light crossed to show that there seemed to be a bloody mouth, stretched out his tongue and licked his fangs.

Boom!!

Qingluan's figure disappeared in an instant.

Countless silver celestial spider silks appeared in place, colliding with the large hands covered in golden armor.

A few meters away, the figure of Qingluan slowly emerged.

She looked up, her eyes under the hood at the tall man in armor, who was none other than Antonette, who had died and come back to life. At this time, his breath was thick, his eyes were feverish blood, and even the skin around him faintly turned bloody red.

Berserk state?

Qingluan narrowed her eyes.

Fingers raised.

Swish!!

Several strands of spider silk burst out of the ground.

Hiss!!

In an instant, Qingluan could only see the flash of golden red.

The silver spider silk broke in half, rolling and wriggling on the ground, hissing and screaming.

"Oops?" Qingluan screamed and tore her heavenly spider silk with her bare hands?

The strength has increased again.

It's more than a multiplier.

"I'm going to kill you!! Yes!!! ”

Antonette raised his head and roared, his eyes reddened with frenzy, and the aura around him lifted upwards again.

"Kill me?" Qingluan tilted his head, and the silver light under the hood was sheng, "Do you have the ability to do this?" ”

Rumble!!

In an instant, the entire basement was covered in silver, without a single gap. It was as if falling into the endless silver deep sea, the ubiquitous silver was intertwined, and there was nothing in front of me except silver.

Puff puff.

Several sounds in succession, like the sound of flesh being pierced.

The blood mist soon filled the silver.

Bang!!

Suddenly, the earth shook.

The ceiling quickly cracked, revealing a black night sky.

With a slight click, Qingluan's figure fell lightly on the roof, and the countless heavenly spider silk under his feet spread upward like a stream of water.

Wow.

"More people are coming." The paper kite appeared next to Qingluan, and the white robe was clean.

"Well, let's go." Qingluan put down his hood, his soft hair was blown up by the breeze, and the silver vertical pupil in his right eye blinked slowly, blinked again, and then gradually faded, "Anyway, it's nothing wrong with us." ”

"Where's the crown?"

"I didn't get it, it was used." Qingluan spread his hands and turned around, his eyes had returned to pitch black, "However, I have discovered the secret of the crown. ”

The paper kite raised her eyes as if to look at her.

"This thing is too evil." Qingluan's body was in a trance and disappeared, "I'm not interested." ”

When the words fell, the eaves were empty.

The silver underneath quickly faded, revealing a tall man in golden armor lying on the ground.

The wounds on his body healed and grew at a speed that was visible to the naked eye.

The breeze blows through at night.

He slowly opened his eyes, and there was a dead silence.

The night sky fell into the dim basement because of the light on the bright moonlight belt, and the blood that had been tumbling had already begun to dry up, and the white and dim crown of power was scattered in the corner, but no one cared.

A little light flickered slightly.

Antonette looked up, pale green dead eyes looking at the source of the light.

There was a tattered white cloth robe, on which lay a ring quietly.

His eyes lit up suddenly.

Almost couldn't wait to get up, crawling over with a rolling belt, his rough palm tightly hugging the white cloth, as if hugging his most beloved woman, "Luise... Louise..."

In a trance, the young woman in the white cloth turned around and smiled softly at him.

Whispering his name, "Antonite." ”

A tear fell.

There was a glimmer of light on the silver ring.

The sound of subtle footsteps.

The man in the black cloak bent down and picked up the white crown that had fallen in the corner, his slender fingers gently wiping the dust from his head. He glanced sideways at the tall man in the white cloth robe who was kneeling on the ground and clutching tightly in his arms.

"You have to pay some price if you want to have it, don't you?"