The world of beauty drama begins with the surrender of Jason

Chapter 282 Halloween Horror Nights 5

“Those who rely on you with a firm heart will be kept safe by you!”

The motto recited in Latin sounded, and the white-gold halo of holy light shined brightly. The illusory shadow arrows were purified into blue smoke before they even came close. Bundles of secret transparent silk threads were forced out of the void at the same time, unwilling like poisonous snakes. Wandering around, tapping the defensive magic.

The dark gold long sword was as steady as a mountain. It simply moved horizontally and vertically, drawing an extremely neat cross. Wherever the huge sword roared, the entire roof of the carousel was immediately lifted up, along with several The relief of Cupid with a fierce head exposed twisted and decomposed in mid-air, turning into debris all over the sky.

"over there!"

The monster in front of her was knocked out with a single blow, and the evil energy around her was instantly cleared. The Druid girl keenly caught the breath of a certain lurker, quickly threw out the thorn whip, and shot it into a distant toy vending machine. inside.

As the sparks in the circuit exploded, dolls rolled out, and instantly expanded dozens of times in size. They raised their minions made of steel sheets and nails, and came fiercely to kill, fighting with everyone waving weapons.

"Fuck, you're playing cunt for me, right?"

Tilting his head to avoid several steel nails sprayed out by a tall red doll fox, Holgai roared angrily, his strong arms expanded again, and he swung his magic ax, easily cutting through the steel-hard fur. Jacket, neatly divided into two parts.

Mechanical parts were scattered everywhere, and an incompletely developed withered skeleton fell out. The shadow of a child with a face full of blood and tears quickly dissipated.

"What a bunch of fucking beasts!" She is also a senior transcendent, so why can't she see what's going on? The muscles on his face twitched, and his wrist twisted with inertia, and he slashed on the head of the big brown bear next to him, trying to free the soul of the child imprisoned by the evil alchemy.

"Freddy, help me!" The white-haired old man in an ugly purple suit turned pale with horror. A bright golden figure suddenly emerged from behind, exuding a strange black and red aura, and rushed towards him, using his body as a shield to block his attack. Front.

This evil creation was obviously far superior to the previous ones. Even though it was so severely injured, it still did not fall down. Instead, the huge wound squirmed quickly, and the thick black oil consumed the remaining holy light, and it closed in the middle bit by bit.

The golden sword light suddenly flew around, and with an unforgiving volley, the gray haze that obscured the perception of the ears and eyes was separated from it like a knife cutting tofu, and the force field edge filled with holy spiritual energy tore through the sky, and in an instant A purple, rickety figure approached between them.

Amidst the splashing of large spring gears, a small black figure sprang out like lightning, holding a dark-glossy sharp knife, carrying a strong putrid smell, and stabbed her in the face!

This time, the elbows and armpits grew. She tried to fight back, but she was already out of reach. The woman roared fiercely, tilted her head slightly to avoid her vital points, her trapezius muscles bulged, and the tattoos on them flashed, and she faced the obvious belt. Cursed sharp knife.

At this moment, a long golden blade, like a flying dragon from the sky, touched her ear and pointed accurately at the tip of the knife!

Hot and bright sparks flew around, and stinky motor oil made from human blood splashed everywhere. A huge gap opened from head to abdomen of the two-meter-tall stuffed bear, revealing a large group of tiny bones that were used as internal organs. Seven or eight phosphorescent little faces were squeezed together by invisible magic power, making them look twisted and ferocious. Between the flow of illusory blood and tears, there were harsh wails of pain.

"Whoosh!" The teddy bear was slashed and smashed by the heavy axe, and its entire upper body exploded.

"Ray! My dear baby!"

The like-minded and capable partner was destroyed, and after many dark shadows, an old and hoarse voice couldn't help but uttered a vicious curse.

It seemed to be an understatement, but there was a majestic spit out, smashing the sinful weapon soaked in evil energy into pieces together with the sword-holding arm, and then picked it up and nailed it in the air, the holy light flowed on the sword, The short black shadow fell apart instantly!

A small head with disheveled yellow hair and a face covered with twisted stitches rolled on the ground, turning out to be an ugly plastic doll.

Before it could fully recover, the golden-haired teddy bear opened his legs and accelerated suddenly. His arms, which were as thick as telegraph poles, rotated like windmills. Electric light and steam emitted from the joints all over his body, and he crashed towards everyone like a runaway train!

What greeted it was not a ruthless sword edge, but a mighty glorious river.

Warm, water-like spiritual waves washed down, and tiny objects flew from the burly body. That is the golden fur that turned to ashes...

That's an alloy shell that shattered into slag...

Its forward speed became slower and slower, and its burly body became smaller and smaller. When it came in front of everyone, only ordinary people were left.

A big hand with skin as delicate as the finest chocolate fell down gently, gently covering its metal skull-like face.

"Sleep, sleep, and when you wake up, you will return to the arms of the Savior..."

As the compassionate blessings reverberated, the few remaining pieces of iron and gears disintegrated silently, and the pitch-black wires that twisted into the shape of a magic circle dissolved and turned to dust.

The face of the bound child's resentful spirit gradually calmed down, as if he had forgotten the pain and torture, and finally closed his eyes peacefully, turning into dots of fluorescent light, and entered an eternal sleep.

"Don't even think about running away!"

Even if the kind-hearted knight boss stumbled slightly in order to save the innocent souls, the foursome on the side would not let the culprit take the opportunity to escape.

A green leaf dart and two sonic arrows appeared at the same time, cutting off the purple-clothed old man's path. Simon raised his staff high and recited mysterious spells loudly. The blue and white electric current as thick as his thumb intertwined into a network, and he was about to capture the enemy on the spot.

At this moment, a secret and strange fluctuation suddenly came!

"Pfft——!" The little warlock who was casting the spell felt a sharp pain at the base of his tongue. It was as if a pair of big hands roughly grabbed the tongue and pulled it wildly outward, trying to pull it out. He could even feel it. There was a sound of tendons breaking, and a large amount of blood quickly poured out of the mouth and flowed straight down the corners of the mouth!

"All hardships are gone, we are relaxed and happy... Poof!" Edkin reacted very quickly, his five fingers traced an afterimage on the lute, and a "Dispersion Song" was quickly sung, but the next moment he was also hit by the same thing. The misfortune, blood came out of the mouth, the tongue involuntarily spit out the old man, and the roots were about to be broken at the sight!

At the critical moment, the holy light rolled in like a wave and suppressed the weird magic.

"Don't make any noise from your mouth!"

The experienced Henk turned his eyes and instantly saw through the triggering conditions of the mysterious curse.

As soon as he opened his mouth, the silver armor light outside his body flowed, and his soul, will, and body became one, like an eternal rock, easily defeating the strange and evil force that followed him.

The dark gold sword was raised slightly, and with a slight snapping sound, the three-foot golden blade suddenly flew away from the handle, penetrating through layers of illusions, cutting through strands of transparent silk threads, and flying into the shadows in the distance.

Immediately, a shrill cry of pain arose, and the tone of voice fluctuated, as if a hundred or ten people were mixed together. The squirming colorful lights and shadows dispersed, and an ethereal human figure wearing a shabby black dress was wounded and fled.

"Hmph, an evil spirit!"

The white light in his eyes flashed, and he revealed the enemy's details with one word. He retracted the flying sword edge. Henk uttered a few short syllables, treated the injuries of his teammates, and then led everyone in pursuit.

(End of this chapter)