Heavy rain washed the streets, and a man walked on the street holding an umbrella, his footsteps leisurely.
He seemed to be so happy that he wanted to get wet in the rain, so he put away his umbrella and continued walking forward.
"I sing in the rain~" Tom walked in the rain holding an unopened umbrella. The band had stopped playing, but the music did not stop, "I sang in the rain..."
"What a joyful mood - I am happy again!..." Tom jumped onto the street lamp on the side of the road and sang happily in the rain, mesmerized.
It all happens on a club stage. In the rain, Tom has completely lost control and is performing wantonly. The illusory streets and rain seem to have brought the New Testament street scene to the stage.
He jumped off the street lamp and danced tap-dancing in the puddles. The sound of kicking water had an inexplicable sense of relief. Water droplets splashed everywhere, and he stared at the audience at the long table with a pair of fanatical eyes.
The chandelier flickered, then dimmed, and it began to rain throughout the hall. The mansion was not in disrepair, and the only real leak was the glass dome. However, it started raining heavily in the entire hall.
Heavy rain fell on the thief's mask, sliding down gently. The whiskey that fell into the Red Dragon wetted the Golden Queen's hair.
They stood quietly in the rain, watching Tom's overly enthusiastic and hateful dance.
Tom kicked the puddle violently, and a burst of water splashed over him. In an instant, he turned into a dark green figure and stood on the table. The tip of his umbrella stabbed towards the thief's face.
The sound of nails scraping against the glass echoed through the hall.
Finally, the rusty metal umbrella head stopped at the tip of the thief's mask, as if it had been pierced into the thick soil, and did not move at all.
"Extremely rude." Just as the thief was about to raise his hand, Bishop Black Worm next to him patted his shoulder: "I'll do it."
The bishop's slender, insect-like fingers formed a strange symbol, and his slender body seemed to turn into a pile of black dust, which was blown away by the wind, leaving only a shimmering skeleton standing in place. This cloud of black dust filled the air in the rain, and the huge chirping of cicadas filled the hall, even temporarily blocking the noise of the heavy rain. The black dust rushed toward Tom in the rain, and the evil spirit instinct made him take a few steps back to avoid it, and then jumped back. on the stage.
The bishop's skeleton seemed to have been polished by sand and dust. It fluoresced slightly in the dark and showed a crystal-like color. The skeleton made various movements and manipulated the dark cloud, which was the physical tissue that had turned into the mother essence of the Hessian sheep. .
Fully developed Hessian Sheep God Feather? Sean stared at everything in front of him, a little curious.
The bishop's body structure has been completely changed, his soul resides in his bones, and his body and organs have all turned into that kind of black slime...
It is conceivable that both bones and slime mold are extremely difficult to eliminate. The bishop's vitality is probably more tenacious than some evil things.
In the rain, Tom changed his previous arrogance and avoided the black tide like a wild animal avoiding flames. He stamped his feet suddenly, and the rainwater on the entire street surged into the air. With a swing of his umbrella, the rainwater spun into a wall and surrounded him, and the isolated black fungus roared.
"The heavy rain gave him strength," the Titan Undertaker looked up at the rain covering the entire hall, "We have to make the rain stop first."
He raised a hand and slapped it into the air in front of him. A huge drumhead appeared in the air, took his tap, and erupted into a huge, low drum sound.
Boom! It was actually deeper than thunder.
It was "Typhon's breast." A certain explorer found this A-level mysterious heritage during an "archaeological" mission, and thus received a mask with the title "Titan Skeleton Man" during his subsequent promotion.
It is rare to receive a custom-made mask as a result of a legacy. This fully shows the value of this mysterious heritage and the luck of this explorer who is famous for his treasure hunting.
The spiritual power condensed in the palm of his hand, and he beat the huge and unpleasant drum sound over and over again.
Sean didn't understand how the other party was going to make the rain stop. However, as the drums continued to beat, he felt that the sound had another meaning to him...
Why does this sound sound a bit like...?
He thought for a moment, and then his eyes flashed: footsteps?
Is that the sound of him beating the drum, or is it the sound of footsteps coming from somewhere else? !
If it were footsteps...
Sean turned his head and looked in another direction. He was not staring at a corner of the hall, but noticed that outside the mansion, a giant creature was approaching step by step.
what is that? !
Boom!
Boom! !
Boom! ! !
Sean felt the ground shake. The rain stopped in some parts of the hall, and then the area where the rain stopped became larger and larger...
Sean looked up in the direction where the rain stopped, and saw the leaky glass sky. Through the sky dome glass, one could originally see the dark cloudy night sky reflected by the city lights, but at this time, a huge shadow hovered above the sky dome, which was a head looking down - a giant lowered his head and peered into the hall through the sky dome. .
Outside the mansion, it was this giant's body that blocked the rain.
The Titan Undertaker withdrew his hand from playing the drum, folded his arms, and held his breath while concentrating.
The rain stopped, and the evil spirit Tom, who had been extremely angry, finally realized that he would never be able to seek revenge on the people in front of him, so the evil dark green color even faded away, becoming gray and blending into the water, wanting to Escape from this terrible place.
His body turned into water and had not flowed on the ground for too long. He suddenly felt stagnant. He raised his head and saw someone suspended in front of the dark curtain. The man spread his wings. One of the healthy wings was gray-white, while the other black wing was so damaged that only the root remained.
Tom turned around and ran away, only to find that he seemed to be sinking into the deep sea and could not hear a sound. In front of you is an endless silver-gray plain, and the ringed mountain in the distance is only darkness, a darkness that can engulf everything...
Something was coming in the darkness, and he glanced back as he ran away.
It was a huge wave that set off on the plain. The huge wave was made up of silver-gray dust and the wailing dead. The legendary Angel of the Moon was hovering next to the huge wave.
Tom ran as hard as he could, and the dense, squirming shadow of the waves gradually obscured him.
Finally, he broke out of that illusion and found himself still running in the hall. However, there was a masked person in front of him, and there seemed to be a lantern swaying gently in the mask.
Sean found Tom running towards him in the rain with a distorted face.
Not only that, he also found that those Kings were standing together, staring in his direction.
So you are still testing me?
If you choose to hide your clumsiness at this moment, I'm afraid it would be a bit inappropriate.
Sean sighed in his heart and looked with some pity at the evil spirit whose expression was distorted due to fear. He used his ectoplasm to wrap the red pen in his inner pocket that had been repaired not long ago...
