Before, Moonlight·1902 firmly believed that he could not find a more terrifying place than R'lyeh. It wasn't until he walked into the deserted station that he realized that he was wrong. gaze
The dark corridor exudes the aura of decay like ancient tombs.
The vast space is similar to the Corridor of Eternal Sleep, and it is like walking into the remains of a long-decayed giant. The place was dilapidated due to lack of maintenance and was covered with thick dust.
A huge skeleton of a night watchman was nailed to the wall, its empty eye sockets staring directly at visitors in the darkness. Many parts of his body were scorched black, and it seemed that some soul scum was using him as an object to vent his anger on.
In the pitch black, there are countless pottery figurines wandering around in an irregular manner as if they were sleepwalking. Their murmuring mouths emit a waxy light from time to time, like will-o'-the-wisps floating on the night road.
Sean and his entourage walked cautiously in this dreamy chatter. They have to be extremely cautious, because the soul scum is extremely ferocious, and the thunder and lightning called "Yuhuang Canmeng" is very violent...
In the darkness, Sean's candlelight eyes discerned something. He shook the Explorer Poker slightly and told Ivan his inspiration.
The Eye of Annihilation couldn't help but glance back at the captain in the darkness. The latter gave him an affirmative look. gaze
Although they have been advancing through darkness, in a territory filled with soul dregs, the souls of living people are so distinct, even if they have tried their best to hide them...
A hollow face turned around in the darkness. A soul scum discovered the outsider and rushed over with twisted limbs.
Two crystal red tracks can be seen in the darkness. Olivia is passing by like the wind. A pair of slender wrists are stretched forward, the little finger is lifted lightly, the flying wrist blade emits a series of cool buzzes, the body of the pottery figurine is decomposed, and the violent thunder and lightning breaks free. bondage.
The flickering yellow light in the darkness attracted more attention, and the sleep talkers nearby turned their faces.
Ivan gritted his teeth, following Sean's previous reminder, the words of the Thunderbird Scroll in his heart lit up one after another, and the Eye of Annihilation bloomed with thunder like a deep valley. With an eagle's cry, the thunderbird came through the sky.
According to the scroll records, he often summoned this magical bird hiding in the dark clouds in the legend of the Kuei people during thunderstorms. Soaring through that extreme weather and absorbing lightning can hone it.
What they faced now was not a thunderstorm, but countless ferocious dreams - a strange energy similar to thunder and lightning. gaze
Ivan didn't know how Sean learned about Thunderbird's training methods, let alone whether he was sure whether this beast could digest the last roar of the soul scum...
After the Thunderbird withstood the violent nightmare lightning strike, its whole body shivered in pain, and nightmare patterns danced on its feathers.
Ivan gritted his teeth. This is completely different from the feeling of enduring thunder from the sky. In the wilderness, my soul was shocked by thunder and lightning. Although it hurt, I could feel an ancient and harmonious atmosphere...
The residual dream is filled with sharp anger and hatred, turning all nightmares into pain without any reduction, and what is presented is a pain that is probably beyond burning.
Even if he is as stoic as Ivan, he can't help but growl in pain.
Pain is not all. Ivan didn't know what the consequences of his behavior would be...
Thunderbird's painstaking faith completely collapsed? gaze
Will the mythical beast belonging to thunder and lightning never listen to his orders again?
In any case, this was the only risk he could take. He agreed with Sean's judgment: it must be covered up as soon as possible before the soul dregs explode and attract more attention. Otherwise, even with Arthur by his side, their party will be in a huge crisis.
The residual dream of sunset seeps into every feather of the thunderbird. The divine bird, which was originally completely blue, had a few golden strands emerging from its feathers...
The strange energy brewed by the soul dregs can actually be absorbed by the Thunderbird!
Ivan looked at Sean in disbelief...
To what extent can the so-called "enlightened person" have a profound insight into things?
Although the thunderbird was used to absorb it in time to reduce the impact, the nearby soul scum still noticed the movement and rushed over. gaze
Olivia walked between them like a ghost, and the crystal red track in the darkness lingered like a bee dance. In an instant, four black shadows burst out and sounded like a continuous yellow thunder.
There was no need to be overly nervous anymore. Ivan controlled the thunderbird to flap its wings and crash into the sallow body with the flashing lightning. What should have been a continuous roar of high-voltage electricity became a muffled sound that was stopped in time.
Ivan and his divine beast continued to endure severe pain, but that severe pain became a kind of sweetness.
Compared with natural thunder and lightning, this kind of thunder of hatred that has been brewing for hundreds of years can actually sharpen this magical beast in the wind!
Olivia already understood this. She carefully lured nearby soul scum so as not to cause an avalanche. She moved forward at a nibbling pace while "preparing meals" for the Thunderbird as if taking the initiative to avoid danger.
Thunderstorms are rare, and violent thunder and lightning are even rarer. Ivan seemed to have entered the infinite thunder at this moment.
The cry of eagles echoed in my heart. gaze
The thunderbird, which was originally only the size of an eagle, is expanding step by step, and its blue feathers take on more colors. Not only that, but dark clouds finally appeared under its wings - a sign of the Thunderbird's maturity.
Incredibly turning crisis into opportunity.
With Sean Dickinson's Midas touch, a crisis turns into a huge gain!
But compared to Ivan's fierce heartbeat, Sean seemed much calmer. What happened in front of him reminded him again.
Leaving R'lyeh is not impossible and not worth worrying about. He won't forget the black eclipse above him. Today, the slow total solar eclipse is just halfway through, and there is a black sun like a quarter moon.
There were still six months left before Nietzsche clamored to collect himself. Sean's plan is to reach the Ace threshold himself, and his teammates will all become Kings. With such a lineup, we face the black Joker.
There are still some things that are not enough, but I have done my best. gaze
Therefore, it is natural to look for any miracles to help teammates become stronger. With the insight of the "Enlightened One", he is confident that he can discover more opportunities hidden in crises.
The nature of their progress at this moment has changed. If they were afraid of soul dregs before, now, because this waxy lightning carrier has obviously become the food that nourishes the growth of Thunderbirds, they have become "cannibals" that are slowly advancing. My mentality and identity have completely changed.
The terrible soul scum has become extremely cute at this moment...
After the edges of the Thunderbird's feathers turned into pure gold and its size grew a full circle, Ivan felt that the absorption of Can Meng had reached its limit. The next thing to do was to take back the Thunderbird and let it slowly Absorbing energy comparable to hundreds of thunderstorms...
At this moment, they had passed through the passage area with the densest concentration of soul dregs, and were very close to the exit location notified by Alicia.
However, there are some disturbing changes.
Arthur, who had been leading the team silently, stopped and stared at the darkness ahead:
"The ecology here has changed," he frowned, "There is no record of the existence of such a thing in Stella's notebook..."
Sean's soul is not as big as the detective and cannot penetrate the front for observation.
The detective silently connected his vision to Sean.
Intense light. He could only squint his eyes slightly and look forward.
It was a huge evening yellow energy body, entrenched in the huge palace in front, as if the dusk sun had fallen here.
