Starlight twinkles in the wind and sand. The fiercely armed black knight advanced in reverse. It flaps its huge shadow wings like a dragon monster, and holds a long and narrow slit, like a magic gun. It uses this weapon to stab the threads between the stars, breaking them into pieces. If the enemy counterattacks, it will retreat flexibly. The storm follows it around like a loyal mount; the mist lingers in front of it like a sentinel guiding the way. It shuttles across the battlefield of monsters, everywhere the light is shattered and terror descends.
The great beasts unleashed fire and light upon their mighty foe, and the stars fell from the sky, falling like a violent rain, igniting the shadows on the ground, and setting ablaze a brilliant flame that outshone the fire of gems. The knight came and went in the fire of the Holy Spirit, and the edge of his armor skirt was filled with flames, and then disappeared into the black gauze. Wherever the shadow gun goes, it will be like eternal night in the underworld.
The wind howls loudly, like drums and trumpets calling for soldiers. Countless shadows flashed in the mist, and they shouted for support. The dead souls are obsessed with hunting, forgetting their own death, and galloping on the battlefield just like they were alive, singing war songs and praising the name of the knight:
"Asa! Asa!
The last daughter was born in the dark night.
Holding the holy spear and shield,
Wearing strong armor.
Traveling through wind and fog.
Travel all over the world. "
The knight was covered in blood and burned with the fire of the stars. It roared like thunder across the sky, jumped into the depths of the sky, and then fell heavily, straight into the heads of the stars. The wings of shadow spread horizontally, penetrating both ends of the sky canopy. Where they swept across, the stars dimmed, black mist arose, and the songs of the dead became louder.
The black gauze covers the starry beast and extinguishes the colorful flames on it. All the ghosts cheered ecstatically and sang in unison:
“Gold, silver, glory, wine!
All the tempting things in the world,
Not as touching as the battlefield.
victory! victory! victory!
Just ask the spirits of heaven, earth and all things,
Is there any reason why this battle cannot be won?
The Valkyrie is also with me! "
The shadow gun rose high into the sky, piercing the entire sky and sweeping away all the star beasts. The remaining stars were dim and lonely, and they fell into the dust and fled in a hurry. They were caught up by the knights in the wind, and they stabbed them out one by one with their spears, until there were no more opponents on the battlefield, and only the souls of the dead were left singing in triumph.
The knight took off his stubborn armor and disappeared into the shadows; he lowered his sharp spear and handed it back to Kirima, then jumped down from the clouds and transformed into a young woman. The girl wandered among the embers of the battlefield, straightening her appearance, driving away the storm, and awakening the frightened and fainting slaves. she says:
"Rise up, mortal.
Your journey is not over yet.
In the name of fire and heaven and earth,
You will go forward with glory and thorns.
The fairy blade is at your disposal,
The Valkyries are also with you. "
So the slave woke up from his sleep, looked around at the ruins of the battlefield, his body trembled, his eyes showed surprise, and he shouted loudly:
"Who the hell just sang that song!"
After Luo Binhan shouted these words, he sat up from the ground. His whole body ached and his head was dizzy.
He rubbed his eyes and shouted again: "Who the hell just sang that song!"
No one answered him. So he shook his head vigorously and rubbed his cheeks and temples, feeling dizzy from the earthquake just now. The surroundings were filled with smoke, the sky and the earth were dark, and the beast of the stars was nowhere to be found. Only the shadow-like Asabam stood in front of him, with his black hair hanging down like black gauze.
"Get up." Asabam said.
Luo Binhan stared at her.
Asabam repeated flatly: "Get up."
"Why don't you sing?" Luo Binhan said. He was forced to stand up by the shadow in his body, and couldn't help but turn his eyes around, looking for the shadows of those constellation monsters everywhere. But there was only mist and ashes around. It must have been Asabam's victory, just like the result he saw in his dream.
Luo Binhan secretly felt puzzled by this matter, not knowing how to distinguish dreams from reality. At this time, someone coughed slightly and said slowly: "I sang the song."
Garfield apologized repeatedly in his head, saying: "You lost consciousness just now, host. But the scenery was so beautiful that I couldn't help but record it and send it into your dream to prevent you from missing the key part. But, I couldn't bear to I can't help but give her another monologue to make the whole structure complete and unified... She did wake you up, and this is absolutely true. I think you already know what happened just now, and there is no need to ask her what happened. That will make our The hostess is more satisfied.”
Luo Binhan was very dissatisfied with the name Assabamu, but he had no intention of insisting on the details. He looked around and saw through the dust and mist huge ravines on the ground, thousands of them layered on top of each other. Their presence reminded him that what just happened was not a dream, but actually happened. Asabam killed the monsters while he was unconscious, and the cannibal in his head recorded the whole thing. There might be a lot of processing involved, at least he couldn't figure out how there could be a bunch of extras in the dream helping Asabam sing.
He couldn't help but glance at Asabam, and there was no similarity between her and the knight in his dream except for her hair. He was doubtful and tried to recall everything he remembered before he fell into coma. At that time, he failed to find Bang Bang, so he had to look at the sky to observe the battle situation, until the knight in the sky lifted up a constellation monster and threw it heavily to the ground. The monster landed at least two blocks away from Luo Binhan, but the earthquake caused him to fly away, and his head hit the soft ground covered with shadows, and his fate was unknown.
Luo Binhan suddenly became nervous because of this memory. He finally remembered what he had overlooked.
"Bang bang," he said. He quickly began to look around the ruins of the battlefield, searching for traces of another survivor. But there was still only fog and dust around.
He could only look at Asabam, trying to get the final conclusion from her. At this time, he was already very pessimistic and mentally prepared to accept the worst situation. But Asabam didn't say anything. She just stood there coldly, and the wound on her forehead seemed to be worse than before.
Luo Binhan himself was not relaxed either - just after those zodiac monsters appeared, unexplained lung pain and skin lacerations appeared on him again, exactly the same as Asabam's condition. He was vaguely aware that this was some kind of curse, but he didn't know how to lift it, or that only the death of the curser could make them return to normal. That would explain why Asabam pursues her former colleague.
He was so distraught that he stood there blankly, not knowing whether he should persist to the end and find Bang Bang's body in this vast land. He thought that at least Ohot would not be completely eliminated so easily. If he had a robot detector or something...
"Let's get out of here," Asabam said. She didn't mention Bang Bang a word, as if the prisoner had never existed. That didn't go beyond her usual performance, but Luo Binhan still felt his forehead was hot, and he blurted out: "What are you going to do in the future? Just break my feet next time?"
Asabam didn't even look at him. Her gaze went straight over Luo Binhan's shoulder, staring at the farther side of Shawu. Her face was paler than before, and her cheeks were faintly black, like spoiled milk. Luo Binhan discovered this and understood that her victory was not without cost. Her eagerness to leave meant she wanted to move to a safer location.
Could this be an opportunity? he thought uncertainly. He felt his coat hanging heavily on his body, and that weight contained his dagger and scimitar. Dwarf Starker is weak now, and may never be weaker again. But, is that really weak enough for him to handle? If he manages to escape, where will he go next?
His thoughts went around in his head several times, but he finally decided to endure it. He had lost his gun and could no longer risk having his magic dagger taken away from him. So he cleared his throat, preparing to use a softer tone to persuade Asabam not to leave in a hurry, but at least try to determine Bangbang's life or death first. As soon as he opened his mouth, Asabam suddenly reached out his hand and pinched his throat.
"Huh?" Luo Binhan said vaguely. Then Asabam lifted his neck and threw him horizontally. The movements were so hard and fast that Luo Binhan didn't even have a chance to comment. He just stood upright in astonishment, acting as a convenient human discus. When he flew out, he turned around involuntarily, facing Asabam with his back.
At that moment he saw something strange: just behind where he stood, behind the dust and fog, a whirlwind was sweeping in silently. The wind was different from anything he had seen before. It was thick and sticky, like a dark gray wind mixed with factory exhaust gas. It didn't know when it arose, but it only headed towards his and Asabam's position.
He only had time to take a glance, and then he flew out due to the force of Asabam's throw, passing by the gray wind. It felt like he spent at least seven or eight seconds in the air, and then fell heavily to the ground. . At this time, the shadow covering the earth had long disappeared, and his seven orifices were spared due to the presence of parasites, but the hot gravel was penetrated into his collar and cuffs. Dazzled and angry, he turned back to look at the pot-throwing athlete who was preparing to break the world record.
Asabam was still standing there. The gray wind was passing by where she stood, completely blocking her area above her knees. Luo Binhan could only see her feet exposed to the wind trembling twice. A layer of red stuff flowed down from the wind and gathered on the ground along her feet, forming a large pool of bright red shadow.
Luo Binhan's eyebrows raised in anger froze in place. When the dark gray and dirty wind blew away, he saw that Asabam's feet were still in place, with the broken bones exposed above the knees of those feet. Only about one-third of the leg bones were left, the pelvis that was almost broken in half, and the shaky black spine that was barely erect. This is all that is left of Asabam after the Gray Wind.
