Peter Barry looked at Pan with a stunned expression as if he was possessed by a ghost.
At this moment, he didn't know what was happening, his mind was blank
"However, I am more 'jealous' than 'like'."
Pan seemed to be gritting his teeth and saying: "I'm jealous that you are so talented and have such dreams. There seems to be endless progress in this short life...
"I'm jealous that you can effortlessly attract others and influence others' emotions with just a few moves..."
"I'm jealous that you have friends around you wherever you go,"
"Jealous of you..." Pan's eyes widened, "It seems that you will never feel lonely!"
Finally, the sound was squeezed and deformed in his throat, as rough as a beast roaring.
Peter's face turned pale, cold sweat dripped from his forehead, and he had a weak smile on his face: "Pan... what on earth is going on?"
Pan relaxed, with a smile on his face: "Don't be afraid, it will be quick."
"What?" Peter didn't hear clearly.
"Peter..." There seemed to be an obsessive whirlpool in his eyes, "We will be together forever."
On the ground, Pan's shadow suddenly deformed, and after an interrupted scream, Peter Barry's shadow was swallowed up.
In the physical world, this scene is obviously even more terrifying.
What Pan didn't know was that because he had always been wary of him, after overhearing that he was looking for Peter alone, Mike took Foley and Holly and hid on the rooftop, guarding against possible changes.
But they didn't expect that what would happen in front of them would be like this -
Although the little man was a bit weird, everyone gradually accepted him. His body actually opened into a strange cavity and swallowed Peter up.
It all happened so fast that they didn't even have time to react.
Moreover, the moment the devouring occurred, the three of them were almost so scared that they sat on the ground.
When Mike struggled to get up and wanted to rush over with a shout, Pan, who had swallowed Peter Barry, had already jumped away from the rooftop.
Only three young men were left in the night wind, who were still in shock, and the scene just now would haunt them repeatedly for many years.
Since then, there have been two fewer people in Xiacheng District.
And the monster called Peter Pan was born that night.
He stole Peter's name and even his appearance.
Not only that, after using his divine power to awaken the descendants of the "Dolins family" who were forever subordinate to him, he created his own spiritual world on the site of Kensington Park.
And the idea of that spiritual world obviously came from part of Peter Barry's grand plan.
That night, a spark that had the potential to change downtown was extinguished.
What was extinguished at the same time were the hearts of the young people who originally followed Peter Barry.
Time returns to the present, to the core of the spiritual world of "Midnight Paradise", to the throne hall in the castle.
"Here we come, little man..." The figures of Foley and Holly stood behind the remnants of the destroyed legion, like lingering old grudges, "We want to get back the name 'Peter'...
"Get back those lost lives."
Moonlight·1902 never imagined that the always calm and lazy boy in black would be in such a state.
His whole body was stiff, frozen in an extremely uncomfortable expression, like a still wax figure.
After a moment, as if he was in chaos, he rubbed his face with both hands: "Mike...it turns out to be you...
“Are Holly… and Foley dead?
"It was my shadow that killed them..."
He sat back in his throne.
Obviously, the person speaking at this moment was Peter Barry, who had been imprisoned in Pan's body.
After showing a rare display of decadence, suddenly, the boy's body seemed to be controlled by the devil again, and Peter Pan stood up with a crazy expression: "So what?!
"So what?!
"You are still in my kingdom!
"Here, I'm still the king!"
While roaring, the entire throne hall began to twist and deform, and everything turned into sharp spears, surrounding Sean and his party from all sides.
"Die!"
Before the whole space can attack, Peter Pan suddenly falls off his throne.
The tide of pointed spears receded instantly, and the hall returned to its original appearance.
Pan, who fell to the ground, looked at the throne in disbelief...
There, although there was still fear in the eyes of the three Dorins siblings, they obviously looked directly at Peter Pan with deeper hatred.
Pan yelled, “Don’t look at me like that!
"Gray! Why, why did you push me?"
Gray Dollins said with disgust on her face: "Because, we hate you."
As if being hit in a weak point, Peter Pan even forgot to control the spirit world, and for a moment it seemed like a slug that had been exposed to salt, and instantly shrank into a ball.
"How is this going?!……
"what is going on?!"
While he was struggling in pain, a huge figure landed next to Pan.
The figure was wearing a black holy father's robe, and although his chest was stained with blood, the superficial wound had obviously been healed.
The old priest who faked his death and the former downtown boxing champion, Fagal Taylor, fell in front of Peter Pan like a divine punishment.
At this time, Pan, who was in chaos, didn't understand what happened.
And Fagal Taylor had already lifted the collar of the young man in black.
The long-suppressed anger seemed to have become an unstoppable flood, and finally found the point where it burst...
Father Taylor's muscles were bulging. He raised his giant fists and hit Peter Pan hard on the face, completely deforming his handsome face.
"nobody!"
A punch!
"Yes!"
The impact sound is so loud that it makes people’s teeth hurt!
"In my orphanage!"
Peter Pan's entire face was swollen and he could no longer see his eyes. But the fists are still falling.
"Take the kids away!"
boom!
A sound like a pile driver hammering the ground resounded throughout the throne room...
Peter Pan flew out and hit the steps under the throne with his tall and thin body.
The face that originally belonged to Peter Barry was now red and purple and completely deformed.
Fagal Taylor gasped, and Sean and others came to his side.
Taylor stretched out his hand and returned the two black bullet casings to Sean.
Those two bullet casings originally contained the "power of oblivion" belonging to the nameless, faceless and invisible god Naia.
In the "Curtain" that blocked all prying eyes, Taylor held the two bullets given by Sean in his fists, making the three little ones forget the confinement, hypnosis and curse imposed on them.
After being forced to be Pan's friends for more than ten years, the three kidnapped children finally came to their senses.
Behind the curtain, Fagal Talo explained the overall plan to them.
What they have to do is push Peter Pan from behind when he is at his most intense, making him feel deeply "isolated".
What Pan didn't know was that just when he thought everything was under control, a battle plan against him had already been slowly unfolding.
Sean and others stood in front of Peter Pan, waiting for the Lord of the Spirits to awaken so that they could start their next plan...
