The surroundings of the Resurrection Square, which was already covered with scorch marks and cracks, suddenly darkened, and there was a much more gloomy and cold substance, and even the dazzling silver and white lightning could not dispel this feeling.

Dali Simone was keenly aware of the unknown creature shuttling through the spirit realm, approaching this area, and suddenly a bad premonition appeared in her heart, as if she had seen Ince Zangwill's easy escape with the help of this unexpected change, and did not know where to go.

Her body was uncontrollably cold, as if she had returned to the time when she had just become an extraordinary.

At that time, due to an accident, she lost her family at the age of 19, took potions by mistake, became a "corpse collector", and was put into the "Night Watch" team.

The effects of potions and the trauma of losing her family made her like the cold, and she couldn't help but be close to the corpses, always wandering around the cemetery and sleeping in front of the grave.

This made her look weird, and she was instinctively rejected by others, which made her not only her body temperature drop, but even her mind seemed to be slowly freezing and becoming cold.

She was afraid of this feeling, and still wished that she was a living person, so she instinctively took advantage of the men's covetousness for her appearance and body, and made boyfriends one after another, wanting to rely on the warmth of her body to fight the coldness of her soul.

In such a blurry and depraved life, she met the man, the man who always listened to himself gently, the man who always stayed by the side and calmly helped, the man who would be embarrassed when faced with jokes involving sexual relations, the man who tolerated all the shortcomings of his teammates with a sincere attitude, the man who was at a loss again and again when he teased himself, the man who liked to hide the pain and sadness in his heart so that his hairline receded early, and the man who was the absolute first to stand up and block his teammates behind him when he encountered danger.

She has changed, she has begun to like to wear old-fashioned makeup, and she no longer gets close to other men, leaving only a little joke on her lips to deliberately show that she has not changed significantly.

However, she still didn't have time to witness the man's skillful acting, digestion of potions, and promotion to Sequence 6, didn't have time to see him take the initiative to stretch out his palm to her, invited herself to do an opening dance, didn't have time to participate in the last battle of his life, didn't have time to tell him her inner feelings.

Last time, I missed it, I didn't have time to do anything, and today, I don't want to do it again...... Dai Li's expression became sad, and the corners of her mouth curled up a little, gentle and sweet.

With her eyes closed, she jerked out a metal vial from the pocket of her clothes, dropped the stopper, and gulped the liquid out.

Her blue eyeshadow and blush suddenly became vivid, and even her skin became a little clearer, and her coiled hair disintegrated in an instant, pushing her hood away and drifting in all directions.

"Spirits that roam the void, fearsome beings of the upper realm, unpredictable visitors. "I, in my name, make a pact with you, begging you to leave here!"

Behind Ince Zangwill, who was eight-legged and white-feathered, a figure was outlined, a blood-colored piece of flesh with countless eyes on it, stuck in one arm after another of different races.

It was about to grab Ince Zangwill's body and drag him into the spirit realm, but it suddenly paused and turned its gaze to where Dalie Simone was.

On the surface of Dai Li's skin, the pitch-black snake scales suddenly stood out, and in the gaps between the scales, white fluff grew one after another.

She fell to her knees in pain, but she always maintained a psychic posture.

On Ince Zangwill, the quill pen wrote on its own:

"The unknown has descended on the Resurrection Square, and is about to take Ince Zangwill, no, it was attracted to Dalie Simone, its aesthetic is even more human, and heck, it has given up on Ince Zangwill, and it has decided to follow the advice of Dalie Simone and get out of here.

"It's really surprising that in the matter of channeling, Ince Zangwill, as a demigod, lost to Dalie Simone, who only has Sequence 5, although this lady has taken the 'Spirit Flower' potion and paid a great price, but there is no chance of winning against Ince Zangwill, who barely uses the 'Pen of Alsuhod'.

"Ince Zangwille is so unlucky, something that happens to have a near-zero chance!"

In the midst of the lightning strike, a little blood-red light lit up in Ince Zangwill's dark eyes, surrounded by mysterious symbols, and then subsided, and his "hand" holding the quill once again wrote on the surface of his body:

"Another unknown being is attracted to the neighborhood and tries to enter the real world......"

Writing this, the quill Huo Ran paused for a moment, and wrote on his own:

"Here, here, it's, it's Renette Tinicol! No, Renette Tinicol was driving away all the creatures in the spirit world around him, he glanced at Ince Zangwill, he withdrew his gaze, he left here, he continued to wander around.

"Ince Zangwill is so unlucky, so unlucky!"

Ince Zangwill's high-speed body paused suddenly, as if it had been hit hard.

Bang!

Thick silver-white lightning fell, slashing at the eight-legged "monster", causing Ince Zangwill to soar forward and let out a non-human scream.

In his dark eyes, a blood-red glow spread out like an explosion, turning into two bloodthirsty, cruel, and crazy clusters of light.

"Ince Zangwille could no longer control his emotions, kept himself in good shape, and lost most of his sanity...... "The slightly broken quill pen became more and more dim the more he wrote, and gradually stopped.

With goosebump-like roars, endless darkness spreads, pulling Dalie Simone and Leonard Mitchell into dreams at the same time.

But the thunder and lightning that followed woke the sleepers.

Ince Zangwill's eight legs stepped back, leaving an afterimage in place, and he ran towards Dalie Simone, who was in a semi-uncontrollable state, to brutally tear apart the night watchman who had destroyed his escape.

Boom! Boom!

Exaggerated lightning fell, stopping his movements.

Boom! Boom!

Eight grotesque "legs" covered in white feathers and scorched black marks continued to move, and Ince Zangwill, half-lying on the ground, roamed the square, dodging lightning strikes and looking for a chance to kill Leonard and Dalie.

Gradually, with a certain amount of sanity, he discovered a problem, that is, the frequency of lightning is slowing down!

The person who caused the lightning strike and couldn't find a trace seems to be close to the limit, and his spirit is about to be exhausted!

Ince Zangwill's heart moved, and a cruel smile appeared on his face, and as he ran at high speed, he said in a low voice in the Gufsak:

"You're all going to die!"

He seemed to have forgotten to flee.

You're all going to die...... Leonard Mitchell heard this, but he couldn't do anything about it, because he didn't dare to open his eyes, couldn't determine Ince Zangwill's location, couldn't lock him with his spirit.

At this moment, he seemed to be back in the city of Tingen, back to the Black Thorn Security Company, back to the day of the fierce battle with Megoos, and back to the weak and powerless self that could not be stopped.

At that time, he obviously wanted to help the captain and Crane, obviously overcame his fear, and obviously had an old man who could provide assistance, but because the sequence was too low and his strength was not enough, he was quickly knocked unconscious, unable to participate in the follow-up battle, and could only see two corpses when he woke up, and could only face the pain of his relatives to resolve the self-blame in his heart.

The leisurely life in Tingen, the feeling of thinking that he is the protagonist of the drama but not having to take responsibility, has always been missed by Leonard, but the more he misses, the more he hates himself like that, and the more he is annoyed why he didn't work hard earlier.

In front of the closed eyes, the light and shadow swayed, Leonard clenched his hands into fists, and shouted urgently:

"Old man!

"Old man!"

This time, there was no voice echoing in his head, no one to help, and Parles Zoroaster was still asleep.

Leonard's breathing suddenly became heavy, and his head couldn't help but move left and right with the flash of light, and then his voice was slightly hoarse, and his tone was obviously panicked, and he shouted:

"Old man!

"Old man!

"Old man!!"

The voice gradually became lower and disappeared into the thunderous roar, and Leonard's head drooped little by little, and his face was once again full of self-reproach and pain.

His lips twitched, his hands loosened and clenched, and his whole body froze for several seconds.

Suddenly, his expression became resolute, his face distorted and his mouth opened, and he said in a low voice in the ancient Hermetic language:

"Fools who do not belong to this age;

"The mysterious lord above the gray mist;

"The Yellow and Black King of Good Luck!"

As soon as the prayer fell, a strange image appeared in his mind:

Ince Zangwill, who seems to have turned into a spider or a misshapen feathered wolf, is running fast to avoid lightning strikes, and every now and then he wants to attack himself or Dalie Simone.

Contrary to normal, Ince Zangwill's figure in this picture is rather blurred, almost replaced by a red light, which can only be used to confirm the location.

Leonard was stunned at first, then laughed, laughing so hard that tears fell down his eyes.

Without hesitation, he raised his left palm, pressed the glove against his forehead, and then used his right hand to hold the "Stealer" charm tightly.

"Fate!"

As the arcane and mysterious words of Ancient Hermes echoed, Leonard flipped to one of the pages in the ethereal chant of "I came, I saw, I recorded" as he latched onto the eight-legged monster with many white feathers.

Silvery lightning burst out, and Leonard Mitchell threw out the spell with a hideous expression, shouting:

"Die! Ince Zangwill!"

He waited for this sound for a long time, and rehearsed it in his heart many times.

PS: Change first, then change, there is another chapter in the evening, ask for a monthly pass!