Immersed in his cold anger, Hitzfeld did not notice that the chains wrapped around the two huge load-bearing pillars on both sides of the low table began to shake. The chain that had originally extended into the gray fog and the void and was almost stretched straight was now falling down bit by bit. It seemed that the thing tied to the end of the chain was approaching the pillar. By the time she realized something was wrong, it was too late. A huge shadow hooded his head. Hitzfeld did not turn around, but stood there, fluttering his eyelids to see shadows cast on the low table and pillars in the candlelight. It was just a mass of writhing tentacles. A tentacle wrapped around three claws. From the side, there is a huge gaping mouth. The devil's claws were quietly reaching out to her from three directions.
A feeling of coldness, despair, and infinite panic spread up along with the fog. She began to tremble. Even with the sword in her hand, she didn't even dare to look back at the other person's appearance. Am I going to die. At this moment, Hitzfeld remembered the voices and smiles of many people. Mrs. Officer Xia. Ethan. Ferdinand. The characters on the page began to change dramatically, which attracted her attention. [Raise the sword and close your eyes.] There are only this one line of bold characters on two sides of paper. What does it mean? His body trembled, and Hitzfeld suddenly got goose bumps all over his body. She felt that the monster's claws had touched her body. A lock of her hair was lifted. Her hair was being plucked. Taking a deep breath, she knew she couldn't hesitate any longer. He flipped the cross sword upside down with his left hand and raised it in the air with his right hand, so that it was fully presented in front of himself and the monster behind him.
And then what to do…? Oh... yes, and close your eyes... The moment she closed her eyes, Hitzfeld didn't know if she was hallucinating. She seemed to see the sword - the gorgeous cross sword with a layer of gold in the middle of the hilt, and an eye opened synchronously at the center of the cross. The light shines brightly. A sharp scream came from behind. The shrillness of his screams and the strangeness of his voice were enough to break the wall of time and space, shaking the hall, and all of Hitzfeld's bones and flesh from head to toe were soft. Her left eye was in great pain, and she could once again clearly feel the tentacles twisting inside her body. I could only bite my lips and keep my eyes closed. "sand--" Even turn around! Swing a sword at this thing! "Oh, that's too much for you..." A faint voice sounded in my ears. "I think you got what you wanted." "Esun Hitzfeld." "It's time for you to go..." boom-- A force of impact hit the body. Hitzfeld leaned back, opened his eyes wide, and saw the sky covered by gray fog. "Hitzfeld!" A woman's voice came from the side. She waved her arms like a baby taking control of its body for the first time. In the end, she couldn't hold on and fell softly into a warm embrace. "Hitzfeld!" Xia Yibing kept patting her face in panic. "Hitzfeld? Hitzfeld?" "I'm fine..." He let out a faint cry, and Hitzfeld suspected that his face would be swollen if he didn't say anything. "I found a way to seal it..." Facing the upside-down face above, Hitzfeld stretched out his hand with difficulty, dragged the code book over and held it in his arms.
"summer……" "how?" "Do you believe me." "of course." "As my best friend, are you willing to trust me, even to the point of dying with me?" "Of course I—" Xia Yibing's mouth twitched, "…what do you mean?" Just talking some incomprehensible nonsense. Could it be contaminated? "I am quite certain that I retain full and autonomous consciousness." Hitzfeld emphasized, "This is the solution I found, Xia... You just need to answer this question, whether you believe it or not." "……I believe." Xia Yibing forced a smile. Anyway, the choice has already been made. Is there any other way except to believe her? "very good." Hitzfeld raised the corner of his mouth. "Give me your hand." "Hitzfeld?" "Give me!" He grabbed the other person's outstretched right hand with his left hand, stood up with her help, and began to forcefully - pull the woman towards the meat ball. "Esun-Hitzfeld!" Behind them, Ferdinand couldn't help but growl at them. "Are you crazy!?" "I do not have……" His spirit was exhausted, but Hitzfeld was forcing himself to take every step. step. Another step. Pulling the frightened, trembling black-haired woman, she came to the squirming mass of flesh, lifted the book, kept it open, and followed the instructions in another book, using a standard shit pot posture to press it onto the surface of the fat.
The movement of the fat stopped. The wind also stopped. Even the surging gray fog was frozen. The next moment, the world shook. A spark starts a flame. The raging sea of flames enveloped the mass of flesh. The flesh and blood melted and decomposed in the high temperature. Until the bones are burned and the marrow is licked, the endless flames will use this method to interpret majesty cruelly and violently. "what!!!" "what--!!!" As for the three people at the scene, they seemed to hear the shrill wails of millions of people in the sea of fire. The most explosive burning gushed out a large amount of thick smoke waves. They mixed with the gray fog and actually manifested countless skeletons and countless faces twisted in pain. They were like skinny starving people and evil spirits, constantly tumbling in the gray fog, twisting and struggling around them. "Why……" "Why can you ..." "I'm not convinced..." “This isn’t fair—!!!” Xia Yibing felt her soul was shaking. Even in her most terrifying nightmares, she had never seen such a scene. This strong woman who was usually very independent-minded was trembling like a child, her eyes constantly wandering around, constantly meeting the wronged souls, over and over again. "Believe me." Just then, she felt herself being hugged. "Believe me." "Believe me……" It was a body that was smaller than hers, but equally soft. The girl put her arms around her lower back and awkwardly and laboriously pushed her closer to her body, trying her best to spread warmth to her in this way. The frightened heart gradually calmed down. The chaotic breathing gradually calmed down. Xia Yibing held the girl's hand with one hand, and the other hand was stiff and hesitant... Finally, it turned into a firm... and strong hug! He also hugged the other's waist!
I have nothing to lose anyway... "Don't...leave me..." Hugging the body tightly, the woman madly, greedily, and desperately breathed in the faint fragrance coming from the other's hair like a drowning person grabbing a life-saving straw. "do not leave me!" It felt like something wet and hot mixed into my hair, making me feel uncomfortable all over and getting goose bumps. It was like returning to countless nightmare nights, wandering in the dream corridor of pain and regret. Holding the long knife tightly feels like being cut by the blade at the same time.