A Weird Theater That Started In London

Several afterimages whizzed out, mixed with a strong fishy smell.

Unfortunately, I met Lu Li.

He completely ignored the opponent's ugly monster image, as well as the strange and slender tentacles, and the sword of Sadhu was cast off and slashed towards the head.

Jianguang lingering.

In the end, it brought out a touch of blood.

Dark green blood flower.

Between the sparks and flints, Mrs. Pickman retreated, and it suddenly retracted its wrist contact and drew back.

This action caused this monster to take his life back, and the blade was only capable of piercing the skin.

If it is one step later, the head falls to the ground.

"It turns out that my sword is fast."

While speaking, Lu Li glanced at the dark green liquid stuck to the blade, shook his hand and waved it off, whispering: "Dead!"

Immediately afterwards, a dashing body came to Mrs. Pickman, and the ancient sword, like an arrow from the string, pierced its heart fiercely and stabbed it through.

Because Lu Li's speed was too fast, the female editor Darlene saw only a black shadow passing by, accompanied by the whistling of the wind, and then the picture was still.

It is a pity that Mrs. Pickman, whose body is alienated, cannot be treated with common sense. It has no heart!

Because Lu Li didn't hesitate after he succeeded, he stirred his wrist vigorously, trying to destroy the opponent's internal organs, but it was of no use, just bringing out a large amount of dark green liquid.

This is indeed the first time I have seen this kind of thing.

Subconsciously, he squeezed the hilt of the wolf's head sword and withdrew, only to find that his strength was like a mud cow into the sea, with no feedback, and it was difficult to move in half a step.

"He is looking at you."

At this moment, Mrs. Pickman, whose chest was pierced, spoke with a hoarse voice: "He is looking at you..."

When the words were over, countless sticky and foul-smelling wrists surged, seeming to want to wrap Lu Li.

The situation is abrupt, weird and dangerous.

At this moment, Lu Li made a decision in an instant, abandoned his sword and retreated, rolling on the ground.

The wrist touch varies in length. The elder is three meters long, while the short is less than a palm. They pierced the floor like iron, and sawdust fly around.

As the target of the attack, Lu Li could clearly hear, the sound of breaking wind whistling in his ears, continued, and he could be injured in just a little bit.

boom!

There was a muffled noise.

Lu Li hit the front desk partition and had nowhere to go, and a tentacle stabbed him like a javelin, as if to nail him here.

At this time, the bystander Darlene screamed, sounding like a pig, which made people feel upset.

at the same time.

Lu Li didn't even think about it, grabbed the sword in his hand, and slashed down, blocking the final blow.

The situation is back to square one.

Mrs. Pickman, who turned into a monster, was injured, and an ancient sword was inserted in her chest, and mucus was constantly dripping down the sword.

Investigator Lu Li lost a handy weapon and almost capsized the ship in the gutter.

The female editor Darlene was still screaming with her eyes closed, and she couldn't react.

After calming his breath, Lu Liren couldn't help but yelled, "Shut up! People are not dead yet."

Immediately afterwards, the gray pupils began to shrink, and finally turned into beast-like vertical pupils, glowing in a slightly dim environment.

White bone spurs extend from the fingers, and the dull metallic luster indicates that they are not ornaments and can easily pierce the throat of the prey.

"It's a formal duel now."

The voice is low, giving people an unspeakable sense of oppression.

In the next second, Mrs. Pickman roared forward, her wrist touched like a sharp blade, tearing the air, and the numerous suction cup-shaped holes that opened up and closed, as long as she touched the flesh and blood, she would greedily gnaw.

This is no longer a battle that humans can intervene.

Darlene, who was standing not far away, saw that Lu Li's figure was distorted, avoiding the attacks of the snakes with unspeakable flexibility and speed.

In her eyes, the tentacles on Mrs. Pickman's body are no different from a group of snakes, entwined with each other.

dodge!

dodge!

dodge!

Hundreds of tentacles waved wildly, stirring the air, and Lu Li could easily avoid it every time. In fact, after entering the first stage, his physical fitness was improved geometrically: speed, spirit, perception, strength... …

You can appear in any area in Ouchi just by taking off in place.

In addition, ten sharp bone spurs became the strongest weapon, connected to the body, and each swing would cut off a large number of tentacles, bringing out dark green mucus.

There was no fatal blow. It was like a gardener trimming a flowerbed. Within a few seconds, Mrs. Pickman was cut into a stick, and only two thick tentacles were left, supporting her body and trying to maintain her balance.

"He is looking at you."

"He is looking at you..."

The laughter echoed in my ears.

Before he died, this monster still maintained a crazy posture, conveying a certain will.

As a victor, Lu Li didn't make any nasty taunts. As always, he squeezed the hilt of the wolf's head and pulled it hard.

This time, there was no stagnation.

It's just that no mucus oozes out, because the monster's blood is about to run out.

"My blade shone with silver light."

The classic quotations of the Demon Hunter were cried out from the wolf population, somewhat paradoxically.

Subsequently.

Gululu...

The sound of rolling to the ground sounded.

Seeing the monster with the corpse separated, Lu Li put away the sword of Sadhu, and muttered: "Say hello to Kane for me. It won't be long before you will meet again."

For some reason, he has a strong hunch: everything will be painted today.

Not long.

Accompanied by the female editor Darlene, Lu Li came to the second floor. She said that she could see a church, a black Byzantine church, with golden spires two hundred and fifty feet high.

[A demon once lived here]

[Far older than human beings and wider than the universe]

[This is a place of pain and suffering beyond human understanding]

Pushing open the window, Lu Li did see a church-like building, and a female editor's statement came from behind him. He didn't know why a place that symbolized sacred and tranquility could always become a residence for the devil.

Do you use contrast to set off your fear?

Since he couldn't think of an answer, Lu Li simply decided to go and see for himself——

Investigator Sam once begged himself ~www.readwn.com~ to seal a door, and it should be hidden in the church in front of him.

Otherwise, Sartre Kane would not spend a lot of pen and ink to describe, let alone write so straightforwardly.

A demon wider than the universe?

If Kane didn't use exaggerated rhetoric when writing the novel, then this trip would definitely have to be done with external forces. After all, no matter how powerful a werewolf was, it could not be compared with the boundless universe.

At this time, Lu Li was holding on to the window sill, looking at the black-topped church, while recalling Sam’s original words: The town is...on the cover...block the door, there is...

The former sentence was not confirmed, and the latter sentence lacked key information.

have what?

The indescribable weird creature is the back hand of the person who sealed the devil, or both.

"Let's go, go there and find out."

Upon hearing this, the female editor Darlene stopped talking and followed in silence.