Accompanied by Moonlight 1902, Olivia's dance like the golden wind became more poignant, gorgeous and... brutal.
The bright marks made by the carving knife in the air are like the ubiquitous moonlight on a moonlit night.
The fragment of Naia was exposed to the brutal moonlight, and seemed to be unable to withstand it, and began to retreat.
Strong voice!
Stronger!
Smash the air piano with abandon!
The majestic music guided Olivia Wind Chimes to dance with stunning moves.
At this moment, Sean and others almost forgot that they were in danger, and looked at the sad and beautiful dance in front of them, as if it was a kind of catharsis for the girl after enduring a hundred years of loneliness.
Declare with dance that I am here, I have returned...
The final movement sounded, and before the wind-like dance, horrifying wounds appeared on the bodies of the arthropods, and their splashing juices were like splashing ink...
The little spiritual power that Yueguang had just recovered on the way here was about to come to an end.
He tried his best and hit the final strong note.
Olivia jumped high, as if she was still in the air, and outlined a graceful silhouette in the illusive full moon.
He bent his elbow, revealing the muzzle of the gun hidden in his elbow.
The muzzle of the gun was pressed against Naia's fragment's head.
"Spirit Shell Fire Hair."
At the same time as the final strong sound sounded, a loud bang and flash of light erupted from Olivia's elbow, like the timpani of the final scene, and the flintlock hidden in the arm hit the head of Naia's fragment.
The huge, flexible head was like a tentacle pointing straight to the sky. The smoke entangled it and fell down, accompanied by a scalp-numbing howling sound.
The tentacles of the fragment of Naia twitched and fell to the ground, black ink gushing over the body.
Olivia's functions seemed to have reached their limit. When she landed, the girl staggered slightly.
Moonlight, who had just woken up, became even more embarrassed after forcibly playing a piece of music. He fell to the ground and leaned against the wall, gasping for air: "Do you still have smelling salts? I have to take a sip!"
Sean shook his head and breathed a sigh of relief: "No more!"
Moonlight had no choice but to take out the cigarette in her pocket, light it, and take a deep drag.
Olivia turned around and walked towards Sean a little tiredly: "Reader, the risk has been..."
Before she could finish her words, the tentacles of things behind her suddenly began to move, erupting into a scalp-numbing roar.
A black tentacle solidified into a black crystal thorn and pierced directly into Olivia's waist.
Tiny, precise reeds, gears and crystals spurted out from the wounds, shining slightly in the air...
Sean rushed over, and the sacred pattern dagger stuck into the part of the tentacle that was not crystallized.
The holy pattern on the dagger burned the monster, and the black tentacles retracted angrily. Another tentacle whipped Sean's body like a vine whip, causing him to roll back several meters.
The clown hermit, who had been calculating the odds of winning, suddenly fell into despair.
“All the explorers present have lost their spiritual power.
"The only alchemy doll I could rely on was also severely damaged."
Turning to look at Curator Turan behind him, the latter's face turned pale with fear...
The fragments of Naia still have their last remaining energy.
But we no longer have any combat power...
When Ivan and Doug were about to fight with their mortal bodies, everyone suddenly saw Sean standing up...
There seemed to be spiritual power surging in his body.
The holy pattern dagger that was deeply embedded in the tentacles of the Naiya fragment had the elementary "spiritual holy pattern".
At this moment, the dirty energy of the nameless, faceless, and invisible god is being transformed into a little spiritual power, which is supplied to Sean's soul.
With spiritual power, there are possibilities.
In the desperate situation, Sean suddenly had an idea in his mind.
He took out the Holy Silver Coin from his pocket.
With a flick of his thumb, there was a sound like twinkling stars, and the silver coin was bounced high and spinning in the air. .
Sean raised his M1920 and aimed the revolver at Naia's fragment's head.
He poured his remaining spiritual power into the spiritual bullet that was about to be fired.
The power of that ectoplasmic bullet will be greatly increased - and the psionic energy poured into it will change with the change of psionic properties, doubling the effect added to it.
The fire will be more intense, the frost will be more severe...
In Sean's sight, the holy silver coin that was bounced high reflected a little light in the air.
boom!
The hammer struck the fuse of the psychic bullet, and the special gunpowder shot out the enhanced ectoplasmic warhead. The purple gun flame seemed to bloom in front of Sean, a poignant and beautiful flower that existed only for a moment.
In the straight trajectory of bullets and Naia's fragmented heads, the strengthened ectoplasmic warhead will meet another exorcism thing——
Holy silver coin.
The silver coin will change the properties of the ectoplasmic warhead and turn it into a bullet containing the power of the Holy Judgment.
Not only that, due to the addition of spiritual power, the original effect of the Holy Judgment will be doubled.
The bullet hit the silver coin in the air, and the silver coin, which had lost the power of the Holy Judgment, instantly shattered like a water droplet being hit.
The bullet hit Naiya's head.
The spiritual essence was shattered, and a colorful diamond-shaped halo bloomed on Naiya's head.
The ruling power of Holy Father Keen has a strong restraining effect on the old masters whose divine power has declined.
When the diamond-shaped halo exploded, the head and body of Naia's fragment began to disintegrate.
The black joints and tentacles twisted in vain in the air until they were completely turned into ashes...
Sean slowly lowered the revolver with smoke drifting from the muzzle.
On the disintegrating black limbs, a somewhat messy asymmetrical symbol mark appeared like a piece of black grass.
Sean's eyes flashed, and the black grass-like symbol came into his eyes.
In the Shengen space, next to the "City of Two Suns", a new symbol appeared.
Above the symbol is a chaotic black grassland in the sky, and something seems to exist in the chaos in the distance.
That thing may just be the shadow of a floating cloud. If not, its figure is enough to drive people crazy - the figure is hidden in the chaos, standing tall and tall, completely different from the size and power of the fragment...
Sean narrowed his eyes: "The ancient god in charge of oblivion, the nameless, faceless, and formless god, Naiya."
"My second divine feather, Forgotten Wasteland." Sean thought to himself.
At this time, he had no spiritual power and no suitable partner, so Sean temporarily suppressed the idea of trying the new Shenyu power.
The black meteorite behind him crackled and cracked.
"It's safe for now." Sean exhaled and first walked to Olivia, who was the most seriously injured.
"Reader, don't worry about me." The girl with exquisite construction was lying on the ground, her eyelids made of mysterious metal were closed, and her lips were moving slightly, as if she was muttering something.
Both eyes opened, and one ruby eye with a hollow pupil lit up slightly. Those tiny parts that were splashed out and difficult to find seemed to have their own consciousness. It was like going back in time, returning to Olivia's wound, repairing the mysterious metal composition. body.
"Mysterious metal made by alchemy..." Sean looked at the whole process with some surprise.
Then, he came to Yueguang and carried this long-lost teammate over.
Moonlight seemed to be very surprised by what just happened, and kept saying: "When I woke up in the oil painting exhibition hall, I found the surroundings in a mess.
“I don’t know why I fainted while visiting the museum, and I can’t remember what happened.
“I could only search all the way here.
“Then, I found signs of mutation in almost every exhibition hall, and I knew something was wrong.
"When I came over, I happened to see this..." Yueguang looked at the ingenious girl who had completely recovered and was sitting quietly on the ground with her eyes closed, "Madam, you are fighting. I think you most likely have no spiritual power anymore. , so he mustered up the last bit of strength to assist her..."
Moonlight has always been extremely fascinated by mysterious things, and the living alchemy dolls have a great attraction for him.
He squatted directly next to Olivia and carefully observed Olivia Wind Chime, who was fighting fiercely just now, but was extremely quiet at the moment.
The metal eyelids were raised, the red eyes looked curiously at the moonlight, and the sound of strings sounded in his mouth: "Are you a reader, partner?"
Yueguang looked fascinated and nodded repeatedly: "Yes, yes! My name is Yueguang, what is your name?"
"I am Olivia Wind Chime. The reader's candle bearer." Her expression and tone showed a natural alienation and coldness, but it was not mechanical, as if she had her own soul. "Thank you for playing for me. Dance music.”
Moonlight smiled, her eyes shining like a child seeing something magical: "You're welcome... You're welcome!"
Evan and Doug also came over.
"If it weren't for your reminder..." Sean nodded towards the Clown Hermit, "We would have become the second team to disappear while investigating the Arkham Museum.
"Besides making this mission a high-stakes Queen, and Arkham becoming the lair for Naija's rise, we would be missing for nothing.
"Gustav Burns is your father?"
The clown hermit nodded: "The reason I took this mission was to search for his whereabouts."
Sean turned to Doug: "What about you? Why did you take this mission?"
Doug always had a calm expression on his face: "Money."
