Chapter 233 Chords

"Five, four, three..."

Three seconds pass in a blink of an eye.

There are already cracks all over the lantern's face.

As he suddenly stretched out his hand, the clothes of darkness returned and covered his body. Then, the light and darkness melted and returned to chaos. A broken shadow with layers of cracks suddenly shrank into the oil lamp. Ansari He stumbled back and sat down on the ground, sweating profusely and his face pale.

As if the eternal darkness was torn apart, the prince opened his eyes again and opened his mouth in anger, as if he was ready to roar.

But then he saw the girl kneeling at the end of the corridor.

Eyes lowered.

His fingers rested on the handle of the knife at his waist, like holding a willow, quiet and gentle.

Facing his angry expression, Satomi Kohaku raised his face.

In the dark pupils, the disguise hidden in the darkness was torn apart, revealing a sharp outline.

The long sleeves on the arm holding the handle of the knife suddenly shook.

It seemed like a breeze was blowing.

"two……"

At that moment, a clear voice resounded in the air, just like a bird on a willow branch rising in the wind, flapping its wings from the sky, blowing away the dark clouds, revealing the brilliant stars all over the sky.

And that wonderful outline of the moon.

Draw the sword, chop it, tremble with blood, put it into its sheath.

It was a terrifying swordsmanship that was accomplished in an instant. It was beyond the limit of what the naked eye could observe. It shed a cold sword light across dozens of meters.

As a result, on the prince's chest, the ancient costume cracked, revealing the sudden slash marks on the withered chest.

From the beheading mark, a ray of cold moonlight silently shone out.

——The unique sword Yayoi Moon!

The moonlight penetrated the body and shape like nails, wedged the furious soul in the broken body, and forcibly suppressed and sealed it.

And Satomi Kohaku was already exhausted on the ground, sweat dripping from his cheeks and falling on his trembling fingers.

Time goes on.

"one……"

The moonlight collapsed, and in the furious wind spurting out from the wound, the long-haired prince struggled violently, pulled out the broken moonlight, and crushed it between his five fingers.

Opening his mouth, behind the sharp teeth, a vicious breath brewed in the dark mouth.

"……zero!"

Huaishi takes a step forward.

In the daze of losing strength, Satomi Kohaku was stunned for a moment and felt a wave of heat coming towards his face.

It was as if an oven was passing by.

But that's just an illusion.

It is an induction and threat that only exists in consciousness, a subtle realization that is completely incomprehensible physically.

Something has awakened.

From the body of Huaishi.

Green flames rose from the young man's body and engulfed him in it. In the gap between his chests, the lava light of purgatory surged silently and hovered...

After a long period of brewing, the source of countless despair, pain and madness turned into a tsunami and burst out!

Huaishi took another step forward, and immediately after the effect of the Dumiao Sword ended, she moved forward, bent down, and just like the etiquette taught by the kitten, she caressed her chest and said:

"Under the witness of Paradise——"

"——I challenge you!"

Suddenly, the space in the entire corridor stagnated.

A nihilistic light came out of thin air, freezing everything. Then, it stripped away all interference from irrelevant parties, and both Satomi Kohaku and Ansari's power were shielded.

Then, Huai Shi's shotguns and magazines and a series of border relics, and even powers that did not belong to him, were all stripped away. On the prince's body, the armor under the fine clothes, the bracelets on his wrists, and even the boots on his feet were all stripped away. , even half of the iron skull suddenly disappeared without a trace.

Only each other was left, and the chain that bound the prince's body was constantly bursting with sparks.

It is already part of Huaishi's soul.

The boy grinned.

He raised his wrist and grasped the steel ax in the void.

At that moment...the duel begins!

Oops!

Ansari's expression suddenly changed, he raised the oil lamp, and released the Dark Kingdom with all his strength, covering the entire corridor through the shield of the paradise.

Immediately afterwards, the roar of iron tore through the barrier and burst out from the kingdom of darkness!

The iron is burning.

It was like the scorching sun suddenly jumped out from the horizon of this dark country, spreading its tyrannical light in all directions.

Amidst the loud noise that broke through the sky, Huai Shi stepped forward.

Yubu!

Three steps later, the hurricane swept the broken floor tiles and flew up. The boy had broken through the shackles of the strong wind, and the burning mountain ghost was very close at hand.

He raised the invisible ax in his hand towards the prince in front of him.

--cut!

Ansari could not describe what he saw at that moment, as if a phantom emerged from the boy's body and rose up.

All the shackles were broken by Huai Shi. As he took a step forward, a spear with a four-hundred-year-old glow emerged from his hand, followed by a sacrificial blade that swallowed blood...

He clearly held it in his hand, slashing forward, sweeping across, and piercing through.

Is that a change in the source of matter or is it simply a terrifying speed achieved through the body? Or is it that even time overlaps at this moment?

The burning mountain ghost roared, from a long moment to almost freezing.

Moment, fleeting.

The young man passed by the prince and stumbled forward with all his strength. He knelt down on the ground in embarrassment, sweating profusely, and his arms burst with bloody wounds.

Behind him, only three dazzling light traces remained in the sky.

Penetrated into the prince's body.

The top-splitting axe, the waist cut and the puncture that tore the chest finally broke out at this moment, and the sonorous steel screams gathered in one place, as if they were formed into substance, driving the pure destruction, rising into the air, and spreading in all directions.

The Dark Kingdom trembled violently, boiling and trembling between the overlapping steel roars, until finally, it feebly spat out the reverberations of a chord.

So pure, so gentle.

It's like the low aftertaste of the cello slowly dissipating in the air.

But the long-haired prince on the spot stared stiffly at the air in front of him, his lips pursed, unable to make a sound.

In the end, it seemed like I finally understood something. On the broken face, the corners of the mouth slowly curved.

I don’t know if it’s ridicule or relief.

As the chains dissipated, his countless long hair withered in an instant. A gust of wind blew, and the body that had lost its life for many years embraced the gift of time and silently collapsed into dust on the ground.

In the dust, only a strand of golden hair remained.

Bright as if made of gold, soft and beautiful.

"Oh my god, it was almost..."

In the dead silence, only Huai Shi, who was kneeling on one knee, was panting hard. He raised his palm and applied the silver blood potion on the cracked arm. The numbness and itch that the flesh and blood had healed covered the severe tearing pain.

Ansari, who was leaning on the wall, waved his hand, and the oil lamp flew out of his sleeves, silently came to the top of Huai Shi's head, and tilted downwards.

A wisp of pure gray-black fell down like water and fell on Huai Shi's shoulder.

The pure negative essence was continuously poured into his body, just like the blue bottle, making up for the dryness of the soul and smoothly replenishing the missing essence.

I'm afraid he would only dare to do this if he encountered a pervert who could make a living out of the poisons and curses contained in the dark country's power.

Otherwise, it would be murder and silence.

When Huai Shi's condition recovered slightly, he was completely out of strength. He leaned weakly against the door frame and waved to Huai Shi, meaning that the rest is all up to you.

Satomi Kohaku thought for a moment, then reluctantly took out a palm-sized gourd from his pocket, walked up to Huai Shi, pried open his mouth, and poured a sip of water in through the air.

It seems to be wine.

It tastes sweet with floral and fruity aromas.

After pouring only one-fifth of it, she took the gourd back with distress and closed the stopper. There was already not much wine in the gourd.

And as a line of wine slid down his throat, the thirst and pain in his body instantly dissipated, and instead became warm, and the wounds quickly scabbed and closed.

The originally overdrawn physical strength was completely replenished.

"It's a good thing. Can you take another bite?" Huaishi clicked her lips and said, "I didn't taste it just now."

"You're thinking shit."

Satomi Kohaku glanced at him and put the little gourd into his arms. His waist was still slender and he couldn't tell how it was hidden. I'm really curious about how many bits and pieces she packs in her wide robe and big sleeves...

Huai Shi took a second look and found that Satomi Kohaku looked at her with dangerous eyes, so she quickly looked away.

Of course he knows why his teammates bring good things to him.

After all, the next thing is only done by Huai Shi. It is related to the success or failure of the mission. No one wants to fall short. They only hope that Huai Shi will not eat and drink for free and not do anything.

"Okay, leave the rest to me."

Huai Shi waved her hand to reassure them, got up from the ground, patted the dust on her body, and finally checked the pile of chicken and dog bits and pieces that the kitten had given her. After finding that nothing was missing, she walked towards the door of the lounge.

Carefully, push away.

In the silence, the door opened silently, revealing the rich abyss behind it.

The darkness that formed the substance rose and contracted silently, like breathing, cold and quiet... Only a gust of wind blew, making people's hair stand on end.

No wonder they all look so strange and weird. It’s no wonder they sleep in this kind of place every day. It’s not weird!

It's almost winter, and there's not even an air conditioner installed.

Tsk…

Huai Shi curled her lips, stepped into it, and was swallowed up by the darkness.

It was like being swallowed by a giant beast, distinguishing the composition of the visitor and identifying whether there was an intruder. When Mao Mao's permission to stay and Huai Shi's own characteristics were verified, he appeared quietly in a strange environment.

In a dilapidated theater.

Huai Shi stood on the stage and looked around.

It's exactly the same as Mao Mao's place. It's basically a ruin that has been in disrepair. Only the seven huge seats on the high platforms around the stage still retain the luxury of the past.

Except for the empty seat on the right that belonged to the long-haired prince, the other six chairs were all leaning on figures, sleeping and defenseless.

Only with the appearance of Huai Shi, a pair of blood-red eyes crawling in the dust under a chair slowly lifted up.

A half-rotted ghost thing that looked like a snake was wrapped around the leg of the chair, leaning against the sleeping prince with black hair and eyes, staring at him warily.

Shocked!

Huaishi was stunned for a moment, feeling cold all over his body.

Why is there a dog in there? !

This kitten didn’t say anything!

I'm sorry I didn't get the ribs, so I'll update another chapter first. In the new month of January, I ask you good brothers to buy some monthly tickets to protect yourself. There will be an update later.