Agnes felt her mind wandering for a moment, and a red light gradually appeared in front of her eyes. She saw herself being hugged by her mother, Mariana. The Mariana in front of her had a charm that was far beyond ordinary people, and also had a kind of charm. Seems like holy motherhood.
Agnes felt that her spirituality seemed to cheer and flow into the body of the person in front of her, and then turned into patches of red light that continued to extend towards her body, but was swallowed up by a pitch-black color.
Agnes felt her body's temples bulging and bulging, as if there was a roar coming from her ears, and her heart seemed to be tightening.
Agnes paid no attention to the abnormality in her body. Her dark eyes carefully looked at the image of Mariana in front of her, and she suddenly laughed.
"My mother has a lot, why not think about it again?"
Mariana's expression in front of her was distorted.
"Actually, you can say that I don't have a mother." Agnes said with a smile.
She saw the red light on Mariana's body flashing in front of her in confusion.
Agnes was stunned for a moment and couldn't help laughing.
"I was joking, hahaha."
Agnes felt that her spirituality was still flowing towards the red light, and her spiritual dryness became more and more intense.
It's not as good as the situation when she forced herself to do things all these years, Agnes thought with some contempt.
The red light in front of him rioted as if he had been insulted, and the speed of spiritual loss suddenly accelerated.
Agnes outlined the black ocean that she had sketched during meditation. Traces of black gradually spread out of Agnes' body, covering it with red light. The red and black gradually mixed together and entangled with each other.
"Thank you Meira and Alyssa for your help. Although you can't restore much strength to me, you only have a little scattered strength. Let me see who pollutes faster."
Agnes felt her spiritual loss getting faster and faster, and laughed happily.
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Outside, Agnes opened her eyes. She was dazed for a moment, and her eyes as clear as the sky looked at the two people fighting in front of her.
No, maybe we can’t call them two people anymore.
"Werewolf" has completely transformed into a werewolf, with his body covered with black hair, sharp fangs in his mouth, and sharp claws. Alyssa was already submerged in the vines, and her body could not be seen, only a piece of dancing vines.
The surface of the surrounding benches was covered with dark brown fungi, which quickly broke and fell off. The spores floated in the air and approached the "werewolf". Most of them were blocked by the black hairs standing on the surface of the "werewolf", and a few fell on it. Roots and growth quickly took root and grew on the "werewolf"'s skin, which was torn off by the "werewolf" casually, revealing the squirming and growing flesh underneath.
The vines that were winding towards the "werewolf" were torn off by the "werewolf" and thrown to the ground. The juice from the broken parts seeped out and dripped on the bluestone ground, corroding a small pit with black smoke. , while the vines themselves withered quickly as if they were corroded.
She ignored her temples that seemed to be beating constantly and the roaring sounds that kept coming from her ears. She stood up directly, frowned, and looked at the church in front of her again.
I have been to Pavla Monastery several times, but I didn't pay much attention to the small church inside the monastery. But my memory, which has always been strong, allows me to still retain the general layout of this church in my mind.
Agnes looked up at the unlit chandelier above. The chandelier is located directly above the steps and a little closer to the bench below. With a specific force, it can fall down and hit the "werewolf".
The chandelier is extremely simple, consisting of six huge sawed-off animal tusks filled with lamp oil and fixed on an iron ring. Three iron chains tied to the iron ring are hung on one end of the C-shaped lamp that extends to the dome. On the hoop.
Agnes once helped Frank light a chandelier. She knew that the weight of the chandelier was not light. Although it could not kill the "werewolf", the "werewolf" still had to devote some of his energy to it.
"This is the third time today. Do I have to be disgusted with this 'werewolf' today? After all, they are the kind of troubles that are not critical, but have to be dealt with." Agnes said from the smashed bluestone I thought as I picked out a relatively flat piece of suitable size.
She stretched her arms and threw the bluestone fragments in a posture like throwing a Frisbee. The fragments accurately hit the position hanging under the C-shaped iron ring, pushed the three iron chains out together, and brought the chandelier that started to fall. The initial velocity is a little bit towards the podium. So the chandelier drew a perfect parabola and hit the "werewolf".
"Werewolf" subconsciously turned around and raised his arms to catch the chandelier, and then was carried by the powerful kinetic energy and fell to the ground. The chandelier hit "Werewolf" with a crisp sound, and several sharp animal fangs pierced " On the "Werewolf's" abdomen, a fang hit the ground and broke into pieces, scratching the "Werewolf's" skin.
The vines from Alisa took the opportunity to entangle the "werewolf" and the chandelier together, and tied them into a rice dumpling.
Agnes was secretly amazed at the effect of this chandelier. What kind of animal's tusks were on this chandelier to have such a good effect.
The vines retracted one by one, and Agnes saw Alyssa's body gradually revealed.
Agnes saw that the burgundy dress on Alyssa's body was torn, exposing the skin underneath. Red spots appeared on the usually fair skin, and the bright red tumors proliferated from them. They continued to grow, ruptured, and oozed yellow pus, and then stopped growing. Under the hem of her burgundy skirt, black blood continued to leak out, even mixed with purple flesh.
Agnes watched the changes in Alyssa in horror, and flew towards Alyssa.
Alyssa had no intention of turning her attention to Agnes, and the remaining vines wrapped around the "werewolf"'s neck, constantly tightening. The black hairs on the neck of the "werewolf" stood up and stuck into the vines. A few new shoots sprouted from where the vines were broken, burrowed into the "werewolf"'s skin, and continued to grow.
Agnes ran up the steps, ignoring the "werewolf" lying on the steps, and directly grabbed Alyssa.
"Alyssa, you..."
Alyssa looked up at Agnes. The expression on the face with ruptured sarcoma could no longer be seen clearly, only a pair of eyes were still looking at Agnes intact. Agnes vaguely sensed a complicated meaning in these eyes, which made Agnes stop speaking unconsciously.
Alyssa lifted up her tattered dress and curtsied to Agnes.
