"Boss, these bats are not very good!"
Through the telescope, Lai Wen observed the army outside the city. When he saw that the situation was beginning to turn one-sided, he couldn't help but curl his lips: "It's really boring. There is no match for the Church of the Three Goddesses of Destiny. That saint Yin Fulin is a monster." Same..."
Since Saint Yin Fulin took action, the bats have begun to retreat steadily, stabilizing the morale that was about to collapse. This is good news for Bishop Fowler and others, but the Church of Truth does not want them to win so easily.
"Should we do a favor?"
The letter asked: "If this continues, the bats will lose..."
The sound stopped suddenly.
He suddenly turned his head and looked at the top of the castle. An extremely powerful wave appeared there, and even the dark clouds hovering in the sky became quiet at this moment.
as if...
Something awakened.
As soon as the fluctuation appeared, Yin Fulin stopped her movements, turned to look at the top of the castle, and met the eyes of a figure standing there.
As if they had found their nest, the bats flapped their membrane wings and quickly returned, merging into humanoid bodies and lowering their heads to the man in front of them.
Yin Ge stared coldly at Yin Fulin in the distance. His bone wings vibrated, setting off a gust of wind, and his body disappeared instantly.
Under the hood, Yin Fulin had an expressionless face, took half a step back, and punched the air in front of her, but as soon as she was halfway through the swing, her arm was grabbed.
The red cloak danced in the wind, and a handsome and enchanting black-haired man appeared in front of everyone. He grabbed Yin Fulin's arm, leaned forward, and gently opened the other person's hood, as gentle as the caress between lovers. Same.
The same dark and smooth long hair fell down, the same fair and flawless face, and the dark blue eyes, without any fluctuation.
The two looked at each other quietly, and Yin Ge picked up the black hair on her forehead and asked softly: "What's your name?"
"Yin Fulin."
"Good name..."
The palm of his hand penetrated Yin Fulin's chest silently, and Yin Ge took out her heart, and at the same time...
Yin Fulin's slender palm also inserted into his chest.
The breath of death erupted from the palm embedded in Yin Ge's chest. In just a moment, Yin Ge's chest deflated, and his flesh and blood quickly lost vitality, withering like fallen leaves in late summer.
Yin Geer did not stop, but closed his eyes and silently felt the power erupting in his body. He wanted to use this to recall something, but he was disappointed.
His empty brain failed to give him any useful feedback. No matter how hard he racked his brain, he could not find any relevant memories.
Even though this breath of death is so familiar, so...
It's sad and infuriating.
"enough."
Yin Ge took two steps back, pulled out Yin Fulin's arm, and broke it with a slight break. It was as fragile as a slender dead branch and could not withstand his powerful strength.
"Do you know me?"
Yin Fulin shook her head slowly. The broken arm healed quickly with the blessing of the immortal realm, and the heart that was taken out... was also growing rapidly.
The field of immortality can only treat injuries, but cannot reduce pain. However, when faced with fractures and loss of heart pain relief, Yin Fulin still had that indifferent expression. She seemed not to care about the pain at all, and she seemed...
I have long been accustomed to pain.
"Then let's find the answer later."
Yin Geer sighed and swallowed the beating heart in his hand. His collapsed and withered body was like the cracked earth moistened by rain, returning to normal at a speed visible to the naked eye.
monster!
These are two immortal monsters!
Panic spread in the hearts of the soldiers. They clearly held bolt-action rifles, but did not have the courage to aim at Yin Geer.
Before resisting, they already knew the outcome of this:
die!
Yin Gere's eyes were all focused on Yin Fulin because he didn't regard other people as a threat at all, or...
The only one who could arouse his interest was Yin Fulin.
The huge bone wings enveloped Yin Fulin, like a cocoon, surrounding her and Yin Geer. Bishop Fowler's expression changed and he shouted loudly: "No, Albert! Go and rescue Yin Fulin!"
"As commanded."
The leader of the knights named Albert drew his sword and led the black-armored knights to charge towards Cocoon.
They are brave and fearless, but after all, they are just human bodies, and ordinary iron swords cannot cause damage to the hard bone wings.
In the cocoon, Yin Ge opened his arms. He didn't want to hug Yin Fulin, but...
Prepare for a grand devouring ceremony.
Once the ritual is completed, he will gain all of Yin Fulin's memories and power!
Yin Fulin looked at him calmly, clasped her hands into fists, lowered her head, and began to recite softly:
"The goddess who fills everything with hope and saves us...
Please listen to my sincere prayer and send down your gifts and gospel...
Bring us comfort and joy, drive away panic and fear...
I chant the name of God, and everything is guided by fate..."
Under the half-closed eyes, the blue eyes gradually turned into gold, and the strong heartbeat came from Yin Fulin's body. In the darkness behind her, a woman wearing a white gauze appeared, her cheeks were shrouded in clouds, and she looked tall and holy. After dispelling all the darkness, the woman opened her arms and hugged Yin Fulin from behind.
boom!
!
The cocoon suddenly exploded, and Yin Ge flew out upside down, crashing into several houses before he could stop.
He crawled out of the ruins and looked at Yin Fulin, whose appearance was completely different from before. She seemed to be a completely different person. He opened his eyes wide and let out a wild laugh:
"It's you...it's you...who are you? Who are you?!"
"The goddess of health, Wilde...has arrived!"
Because of his excitement, Bishop Fowler fell off his horse and crawled at Yin Fulin's feet. His body was trembling slightly and he didn't dare to breathe.
Yin Fulin didn't even look at Bishop Fowler at her feet. She raised her arms with cold eyes, pointed at Yin Geer who was standing in the ruins in the distance, and uttered an obscure syllable in her mouth.
Uh-huh!
Yin Geer soared high, rushing into the sky like a cannonball, and the place where he just stood, whether it was stones or soil, turned into nothingness.
Yingor rushed into the thunderous clouds. The clouds shook for a moment, and the dark clouds covering Wexford County rushed towards him and merged into his body. His strength gradually increased, and his momentum gradually became restrained.
Soon, the clouds shrank to only the size of Rosslare Port. Yingol, who had swallowed a huge amount of magic power, was suspended in the air, his black hair dancing like a swarm of snakes.
He... took the final step of awakening.
"You must be able to answer my questions..."
Yin Gere stretched out his hand, and a book exuding a primitive atmosphere appeared in front of him, "The Secret Book of the Blood Clan, Blood-draining Prison."
A red-black quagmire suddenly appeared under everyone's feet. Before they could react, the soles of their feet sank in. Palms made of blood stretched out from the quagmire and grabbed their bodies tightly, as if they were in hell. The ghostly hands that are reaching out will drag them into the abyss...
The horses neighed and the soldiers exclaimed. They were determined to pull out the bodies trapped in the quagmire, but the quagmire not only restricted their movements, but also kept draining the blood from their bodies. Bishop Fowler prostrated on the ground, showing no signs of panic. He has been meditating on the teachings and maintaining the realm of eternal life.
he knows...
From the moment the health goddess Wilde arrives...
The outcome is already determined.
