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Tyles gritted his teeth, trembling slightly. 35xs
He looked up suddenly!
However, the weird man on the rock wall disappeared again.
Thyls's breathing started quickly.
No.
Koz...
He didn't care about those gods and ghosts, Thales stretched out his hand frantically toward the edge of the collapse, trying to grab a point of strength, so that he could climb down to find Kirz.
But as if Black Path was deliberately playing with him, cracking sound came from the top of his head again.
"Wow!"
A rock fell, Thales subconsciously leaped to the side, the rock hit his place, and fragments splashed.
Damn...
Damn it!
"Boom!"
Countless gravels continued to fall on his side and on the top of his head. The young man could only hold his head tightly, curled up into a ball, and rolled around in the perception of the sin of the prison river, trying his best to avoid the larger stones.
"Grumbling..."
Finally, Thales felt that everything around him was quiet.
The prince panted and put down his arms, lying on his back, holding back his sore eyes
Koz...
Thinking of the last desperate face of the seamstress, Thales couldn't help clenching his fist and smashing it to the ground.
At this moment, Thales felt a chill on his head.
He sat up like a prick!
Sure enough, the prince saw with horror: countless figures appeared around him again.
On the front wall, the protruding rock behind, the ground on the left foot side, the cliff above the head......
Dry skin, pale eyes, rotten lips and teeth.
They are.
They are again.
Countless strange faces slowly flowed out of the rock face as if they were not real at all.
There were hundreds of people, and they were covered with almost all visible rock walls, all staring deadly white eyes, looking towards Thales from all directions.
Tyles got a cold scalp, and moved his **** forward a step further away from the "person" behind him who was about to touch him.
More and more voices came into his ears, Thales subconsciously covered his forehead-he started to have a headache again:
Suddenly, the prince felt something, and he raised his head tremblingly.
Thyls froze.
Yes it.
It's that man.
The "it" just at the top of the rock wall is now exposed.
It was floating in the air, surrounded by black mist, slowly "floating" towards Thales.
Tyles tried to dispel the chill and fear, clenching his fists.
Thinking of Kirz's expression when he fell, anger and hatred suddenly hit.
"Who are you!"
It didn't respond, it just floated quietly.
"What are you—" Thales gritted his teeth, but stopped abruptly.
It is getting closer and closer, looking across Thales with countless faces on the sidelines.
Thyls wanted to understand something.
He took a few breaths, overcame the trembling and furry, and spoke bluntly, saying the ancient imperial language that Gilbert had taught him:
"Who are you?"
"What do you...want...?"
Thyls saw that "it" gave a gentle pause.
The lingering black mist slowly left its body.
In mid-air, the most special "it" slowly raised its head and shook its head violently.
Thyls saw: The colors on it seemed to be brighter.
It moved its expression, and the stiff muscles on the edge of its lips quivered and opened, making a crooked laugh.
But the next moment, it opened its mouth suddenly, revealing its sharp teeth!
Tyles' ears suddenly sounded a stern roar!
He subconsciously covered his ears and drew back in pain.
As it screamed and howl, the hundreds of faces around it all became agitated, opening their mouths that seemed to be rotten, in response to the howling!
In the next second, countless "people" left their original positions, and in the howling sound, bodies other than their heads appeared.
Like a predator.
Countless voices seemed to be whispering, but they penetrated the howling without hindrance, and poured into Thales' ears.
Thyls covered his ears tightly, in pain.
The closest to him, a "man" with only half of his face screamed and stretched out his hand like a dead branch, and first touched Thales' left arm.
"Ah ah ah--"
Thyls exhaled in pain!
That feels...
It's like...
It's like being immersed in boiling water and then poured ice water!
The cold and hot feeling spread on the touched arm at the same time.
The crime of the prison river runs frantically, strengthening his arm muscles, hand bones, filling his joints, and accelerating his blood flow.
Thyls shouted wildly, brandishing the jc dagger desperately, but...
It's no use.
That ghost
The pain remains, even as the ghost seeps in, his arm becomes more painful.
Not only that, hundreds of faces on the rock face stretched out their hands and feet, climbed up the rock face, and climbed towards him!
Arms, legs, neck, head...
No.
No, no!
Every time he came into contact with them, Thales felt as though he had been tortured, and he could only scream in vain, and he couldn't even help him with the crime of Prison River.
In the severe pain, Thales' consciousness gradually blurred, but he tried his best to raise the dagger, trying to cut his palm.
At this moment.
Thyls suddenly hurt in his ear.
Tinnitus!
Extremely harsh tinnitus!
Almost overshadowed the pain in his whole body!
Tyles twitched, feeling that his body was almost his own.
Along with the tinnitus, there is also a dazzling silver light.
It lights up in the dark cave!
Silver light illuminates this narrow corner. 35xs
As if encountering a natural enemy, hundreds of "people" painfully covered their pale eyes at the moment they saw the silver light.
They let go of the desperately struggling Thales and backed away!
The silver light is getting closer.
Tinnitus is also getting stronger.
The miserable howling of "them" sounded again.
This time, Thales sensed fear and disgust from their emotions.
Before the silver light, they scrambled to let go of Thales, backed away, and sank back into the dark rock wall.
The silver light pierced Thales' eyes.
His tinnitus has not decreased, but Thales has slowly begun to get used to it.
But as the monsters left, Thales let out a sigh of relief: The pain in his body eased.
Soon, Thales's ears stopped rustling deep words.
As if closing the window leading to the downtown area.
Finally, there are no more monsters at the bottom of this dark pit, except for the dark rock formations.
And Thales.
The young man sat up with difficulty, desperately blocking the dazzling silver light that was shot at him, enduring the slightly less harsh tinnitus, and first looked at his body.
He was surprised to find that even though he was still impressed by the pain, there was no damage caused by any monsters except for the bruises he suffered during his escape.
So, those things are indeed...
At this moment, Thales trembled!
The silver light faded.
The tinnitus disappeared.
Wait.
The weird tinnitus just now...gave him an inexplicable sense of familiarity,
I have experienced it before.
Twice, once in the stars and once in the north.
Once in the blood ritual...
A sacred duel...
The prince figured out something, he turned his head slowly.
Two steps away from him, in the center of the silver light, a figure appeared from it.
This is a man.
A man made up of silver light.
The other person looked at him silently.
Tyles stared blankly at the figure in the silver light, and came to the next conclusion: He is a warrior.
The silhouette of the opponent's body is all embellished with silver light, and only the facial features are dark and deep.
Silver light formed the light armor on his body, and even depicted the strong muscles exposed between his armor, and his slender figure.
But what impressed Thales most was the heroism and majesty, majesty and courage that this silver man showed when he stood in front of him.
Like characters in myths and legends.
But the opponent is still just a transparent silver light, and Thales can even see the rock formation behind him through his body.
Thyls looked at him suspiciously: So, what is he...
The next second, the figure moved and spoke slowly.
The voice is cold, and the words are like iron.
"So, you are the culprit."
What was introduced into the auricle was a lingua franca with a Northern accent, half ancient and half modern.
Thyls blinked: "What?"
The figure in the silver light shook his head and moved forward:
"You do not belong here."
Tyles watched him slowly approaching, suddenly nervous.
"I really don't belong here, sorry," Thales stood up hurriedly, shaking his wrists, feeling the soreness caused by the crime of Hell River: "So who are you?"
Silver Shadowman paused in his footsteps.
"Who am I?"
His heroic face crooked, and his dark eyes were slightly deformed.
It seems to be thinking.
"Who am I?"
But Thales can only feel deeply lost in his words.
I saw the silver shadow man shaking his head: "I don't know."
"I can't remember."
Thyls was stunned.
The silver shadow man raised his head suddenly, with a firm tone: "But I must guard this place..."
"And you, you came to the wrong place."
His deep, dark eyes seemed to have the power to penetrate people's hearts, making Thales' heart tighten.
The silver shadow man walked up to him, suddenly stretched out his strong right arm made of silver light, and touched his face!
"Ah!"
Thyls was startled with pain—the silver shadow man’s touch was real, and wherever the silver light went, there was a tingling pain in his skin!
The prince gritted his teeth and took two steps backwards, leaving the opponent's arm, holding the dagger, and looking at him warily.
His tinnitus started again.
"You are a little different..." The Silver Shadowman seemed to be more and more confused: "The body is full of ominous auras, and even the power of the mountains repels you..."
"But..."
Thyls stared, saying that he couldn't understand the current situation.
The tall silver shadow man shook his head abruptly.
As if to shake something off.
When he raised his head again, his mood became cold and his tone was solemn:
"No," the silver shadow man said firmly, the five senses between the silver light slowly gathered, seeming to convince himself: "You are just their new trick..."
"It is a by-product of their chaotic consciousness."
"It's the other side of evil!"
In the next second, silver light will flourish!
The Silver Shadowman instantly turned into a Silverlight Man, and he immediately deceived him in front of Thales, pinching his neck tightly!
Wait...
What's going on...
But his thoughts were quickly interrupted.
Thyls only felt that with that arm came a huge weight, making him unable to move!
Tinnitus and tingling, instantly transmitted to Thales' nerves, the degree was worse than before, making him scream.
"Ah ah..."
"No!"
Unlike a monster with no entity, the silver man’s arms seem to be nothing. When he firmly pressed Thales’ neck, he actually gave the latter a phantom suffocation.
Silver Light’s hesitant voice penetrated his tinnitus: "I have a responsibility and must guard..."
"I, eliminate the threat..."
The other party raised his left arm, and the silver light on his arm became more and more prosperous, straight into Thales' chest!
The silver light plunged straight into Thales' chest.
At that moment, Thales was shocked, and only felt a chill from his heart!
Bringing tingling all over!
Even the crime of Prison River seems to be firmly suppressed, and there is no response!
Tinnitus, tingling, and chills, like three kinds of torture torturing him at the same time!
"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!
Just now.
"Huh?"
Abruptly, the silver man stopped his hand.
He pulled his left arm from Thales' chest.
The dark eyes of the silver light man slowly approached: "This is..."
Thyls, who was firmly suppressed, stopped shouting. He was sweating coldly, and he couldn't help breathing, and he was about to collapse.
The light on the silver man's body weakened, and he became the silver man again, grabbing the softened Thales.
He...what the **** he wants to do!
Repeated torture?
Sadism?
Thyls felt the tingling and tinnitus disappear, but he seemed to be experiencing a great battle, tired and unconscious.
The silver shadow man gently flattened him, stopped his left hand on Thales's left chest, and touched his chest, making Thales feel uncomfortable under the tingling pain.
The next second, the silver shadow man raised his head with a serious tone: "Who are you."
Tyles was almost unable to maintain even the most basic thinking. He was lying on the ground feebly, feeling that his cells were roaring, dissatisfied with the abuse his master brought.
Damn it.
You...
Neuropathy...
"I," he gasped, sneered repeatedly, blending his dissatisfaction and frustration into his words: "I'm just a lost traveler, poor lamb, I went in the wrong direction and met a pervert..."
At this moment, the silver light on the silver shadow man's body became vigorous again!
The tingling and tinnitus struck again, making Thales tremble again after being relieved.
"I hate bear kids the most."
"So the son of a bitch, I will ask again," the silver shadow man said coldly:
The palm of the silver shadow man firmly pressed Thales' chest, pressed down hard, and the silver light penetrated again!
"Who the **** are you!"
"ah ah ah -" ringing in the ears, tingling, stress, suffocation, chill ...... under several heavy feeling of torment, Thales very decisively abandoned the recalcitrant, horror stricken yelled:
"Telster Stals--"
"Tyers Star!"
"I am Thales Canxing!"
With all the grievances and unhappiness he encountered in the day, he yelled to the sky: "The unlucky prince of a certain kingdom!"
Tyles' voice traveled far, and the echo was deafening.
The prince gasped in cold sweat, and was surprised to find that the silver sadistic hand had left his chest.
The silver light on the opponent that made him uncomfortable also converged.
The silver shadow man stood up slowly.
"Candy Star?"
He looked at the dying prince, as if chewing the name.
"Candy Star..."
The silver shadow man raised his head:
"A familiar last name."
He turned around and walked away from Thales, leaving him a back.
Thyls, who was confused, got up in pain, only to notice: the silver armor on the opponent's body was decorated in a rough and simple style.
This style is like...
"Even if the memories of the past have long been weathered like dead wood," the silver shadow man slowly raised his head. For the first time, he had strange feelings in his frosty tone:
"It can still ring the bell in my consciousness and stir up ripples in my thoughts..."
"Candy Star..."
Tyles, who has pain everywhere, stood up on the rock wall with awe and suspicion, and didn't want to have anything to do with this sadist.
The silver shadow man turned around abruptly, his facial features gathered again, looking very serious:
"Then, the young star..."
"You shouldn't be here."
"You shouldn't wake them up."
"Awaken this cruel and innocent curse."
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Tyles gritted his teeth, trembling slightly. 35xs
He looked up suddenly!
However, the weird man on the rock wall disappeared again.
Thyls's breathing started quickly.
No.
Koz...
He didn't care about those gods and ghosts, Thales stretched out his hand frantically toward the edge of the collapse, trying to grab a point of strength, so that he could climb down to find Kirz.
But as if Black Path was deliberately playing with him, cracking sound came from the top of his head again.
"Wow!"
A rock fell, Thales subconsciously leaped to the side, the rock hit his place, and fragments splashed.
Damn...
Damn it!
"Boom!"
Countless gravels continued to fall on his side and on the top of his head. The young man could only hold his head tightly, curled up into a ball, and rolled around in the perception of the sin of the prison river, trying his best to avoid the larger stones.
"Grumbling..."
Finally, Thales felt that everything around him was quiet.
The prince panted and put down his arms, lying on his back, holding back his sore eyes
Koz...
Thinking of the last desperate face of the seamstress, Thales couldn't help clenching his fist and smashing it to the ground.
At this moment, Thales felt a chill on his head.
He sat up like a prick!
Sure enough, the prince saw with horror: countless figures appeared around him again.
On the front wall, the protruding rock behind, the ground on the left foot side, the cliff above the head......
Dry skin, pale eyes, rotten lips and teeth.
They are.
They are again.
Countless strange faces slowly flowed out of the rock face as if they were not real at all.
There were hundreds of people, and they were covered with almost all visible rock walls, all staring deadly white eyes, looking towards Thales from all directions.
Tyles got a cold scalp, and moved his **** forward a step further away from the "person" behind him who was about to touch him.
More and more voices came into his ears, Thales subconsciously covered his forehead-he started to have a headache again:
Suddenly, the prince felt something, and he raised his head tremblingly.
Thyls froze.
Yes it.
It's that man.
The "it" just at the top of the rock wall is now exposed.
It was floating in the air, surrounded by black mist, slowly "floating" towards Thales.
Tyles tried to dispel the chill and fear, clenching his fists.
Thinking of Kirz's expression when he fell, anger and hatred suddenly hit.
"Who are you!"
It didn't respond, it just floated quietly.
"What are you—" Thales gritted his teeth, but stopped abruptly.
It is getting closer and closer, looking across Thales with countless faces on the sidelines.
Thyls wanted to understand something.
He took a few breaths, overcame the trembling and furry, and spoke bluntly, saying the ancient imperial language that Gilbert had taught him:
"Who are you?"
"What do you...want...?"
Thyls saw that "it" gave a gentle pause.
The lingering black mist slowly left its body.
In mid-air, the most special "it" slowly raised its head and shook its head violently.
Thyls saw: The colors on it seemed to be brighter.
It moved its expression, and the stiff muscles on the edge of its lips quivered and opened, making a crooked laugh.
But the next moment, it opened its mouth suddenly, revealing its sharp teeth!
Tyles' ears suddenly sounded a stern roar!
He subconsciously covered his ears and drew back in pain.
As it screamed and howl, the hundreds of faces around it all became agitated, opening their mouths that seemed to be rotten, in response to the howling!
In the next second, countless "people" left their original positions, and in the howling sound, bodies other than their heads appeared.
Like a predator.
Countless voices seemed to be whispering, but they penetrated the howling without hindrance, and poured into Thales' ears.
Thyls covered his ears tightly, in pain.
The closest to him, a "man" with only half of his face screamed and stretched out his hand like a dead branch, and first touched Thales' left arm.
"Ah ah ah--"
Thyls exhaled in pain!
That feels...
It's like...
It's like being immersed in boiling water and then poured ice water!
The cold and hot feeling spread on the touched arm at the same time.
The crime of the prison river runs frantically, strengthening his arm muscles, hand bones, filling his joints, and accelerating his blood flow.
Thyls shouted wildly, brandishing the jc dagger desperately, but...
It's no use.
That ghost
The pain remains, even as the ghost seeps in, his arm becomes more painful.
Not only that, hundreds of faces on the rock face stretched out their hands and feet, climbed up the rock face, and climbed towards him!
Arms, legs, neck, head...
No.
No, no!
Every time he came into contact with them, Thales felt as though he had been tortured, and he could only scream in vain, and he couldn't even help him with the crime of Prison River.
In the severe pain, Thales' consciousness gradually blurred, but he tried his best to raise the dagger, trying to cut his palm.
At this moment.
Thyls suddenly hurt in his ear.
Tinnitus!
Extremely harsh tinnitus!
Almost overshadowed the pain in his whole body!
Tyles twitched, feeling that his body was almost his own.
Along with the tinnitus, there is also a dazzling silver light.
It lights up in the dark cave!
Silver light illuminates this narrow corner. 35xs
As if encountering a natural enemy, hundreds of "people" painfully covered their pale eyes at the moment they saw the silver light.
They let go of the desperately struggling Thales and backed away!
The silver light is getting closer.
Tinnitus is also getting stronger.
The miserable howling of "them" sounded again.
This time, Thales sensed fear and disgust from their emotions.
Before the silver light, they scrambled to let go of Thales, backed away, and sank back into the dark rock wall.
The silver light pierced Thales' eyes.
His tinnitus has not decreased, but Thales has slowly begun to get used to it.
But as the monsters left, Thales let out a sigh of relief: The pain in his body eased.
Soon, Thales's ears stopped rustling deep words.
As if closing the window leading to the downtown area.
Finally, there are no more monsters at the bottom of this dark pit, except for the dark rock formations.
And Thales.
The young man sat up with difficulty, desperately blocking the dazzling silver light that was shot at him, enduring the slightly less harsh tinnitus, and first looked at his body.
He was surprised to find that even though he was still impressed by the pain, there was no damage caused by any monsters except for the bruises he suffered during his escape.
So, those things are indeed...
At this moment, Thales trembled!
The silver light faded.
The tinnitus disappeared.
Wait.
The weird tinnitus just now...gave him an inexplicable sense of familiarity,
I have experienced it before.
Twice, once in the stars and once in the north.
Once in the blood ritual...
A sacred duel...
The prince figured out something, he turned his head slowly.
Two steps away from him, in the center of the silver light, a figure appeared from it.
This is a man.
A man made up of silver light.
The other person looked at him silently.
Tyles stared blankly at the figure in the silver light, and came to the next conclusion: He is a warrior.
The silhouette of the opponent's body is all embellished with silver light, and only the facial features are dark and deep.
Silver light formed the light armor on his body, and even depicted the strong muscles exposed between his armor, and his slender figure.
But what impressed Thales most was the heroism and majesty, majesty and courage that this silver man showed when he stood in front of him.
Like characters in myths and legends.
But the opponent is still just a transparent silver light, and Thales can even see the rock formation behind him through his body.
Thyls looked at him suspiciously: So, what is he...
The next second, the figure moved and spoke slowly.
The voice is cold, and the words are like iron.
"So, you are the culprit."
What was introduced into the auricle was a lingua franca with a Northern accent, half ancient and half modern.
Thyls blinked: "What?"
The figure in the silver light shook his head and moved forward:
"You do not belong here."
Tyles watched him slowly approaching, suddenly nervous.
"I really don't belong here, sorry," Thales stood up hurriedly, shaking his wrists, feeling the soreness caused by the crime of Hell River: "So who are you?"
Silver Shadowman paused in his footsteps.
"Who am I?"
His heroic face crooked, and his dark eyes were slightly deformed.
It seems to be thinking.
"Who am I?"
But Thales can only feel deeply lost in his words.
I saw the silver shadow man shaking his head: "I don't know."
"I can't remember."
Thyls was stunned.
The silver shadow man raised his head suddenly, with a firm tone: "But I must guard this place..."
"And you, you came to the wrong place."
His deep, dark eyes seemed to have the power to penetrate people's hearts, making Thales' heart tighten.
The silver shadow man walked up to him, suddenly stretched out his strong right arm made of silver light, and touched his face!
"Ah!"
Thyls was startled with pain—the silver shadow man’s touch was real, and wherever the silver light went, there was a tingling pain in his skin!
The prince gritted his teeth and took two steps backwards, leaving the opponent's arm, holding the dagger, and looking at him warily.
His tinnitus started again.
"You are a little different..." The Silver Shadowman seemed to be more and more confused: "The body is full of ominous auras, and even the power of the mountains repels you..."
"But..."
Thyls stared, saying that he couldn't understand the current situation.
The tall silver shadow man shook his head abruptly.
As if to shake something off.
When he raised his head again, his mood became cold and his tone was solemn:
"No," the silver shadow man said firmly, the five senses between the silver light slowly gathered, seeming to convince himself: "You are just their new trick..."
"It is a by-product of their chaotic consciousness."
"It's the other side of evil!"
In the next second, silver light will flourish!
The Silver Shadowman instantly turned into a Silverlight Man, and he immediately deceived him in front of Thales, pinching his neck tightly!
Wait...
What's going on...
But his thoughts were quickly interrupted.
Thyls only felt that with that arm came a huge weight, making him unable to move!
Tinnitus and tingling, instantly transmitted to Thales' nerves, the degree was worse than before, making him scream.
"Ah ah..."
"No!"
Unlike a monster with no entity, the silver man’s arms seem to be nothing. When he firmly pressed Thales’ neck, he actually gave the latter a phantom suffocation.
Silver Light’s hesitant voice penetrated his tinnitus: "I have a responsibility and must guard..."
"I, eliminate the threat..."
The other party raised his left arm, and the silver light on his arm became more and more prosperous, straight into Thales' chest!
The silver light plunged straight into Thales' chest.
At that moment, Thales was shocked, and only felt a chill from his heart!
Bringing tingling all over!
Even the crime of Prison River seems to be firmly suppressed, and there is no response!
Tinnitus, tingling, and chills, like three kinds of torture torturing him at the same time!
"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!
Just now.
"Huh?"
Abruptly, the silver man stopped his hand.
He pulled his left arm from Thales' chest.
The dark eyes of the silver light man slowly approached: "This is..."
Thyls, who was firmly suppressed, stopped shouting. He was sweating coldly, and he couldn't help breathing, and he was about to collapse.
The light on the silver man's body weakened, and he became the silver man again, grabbing the softened Thales.
He...what the **** he wants to do!
Repeated torture?
Sadism?
Thyls felt the tingling and tinnitus disappear, but he seemed to be experiencing a great battle, tired and unconscious.
The silver shadow man gently flattened him, stopped his left hand on Thales's left chest, and touched his chest, making Thales feel uncomfortable under the tingling pain.
The next second, the silver shadow man raised his head with a serious tone: "Who are you."
Tyles was almost unable to maintain even the most basic thinking. He was lying on the ground feebly, feeling that his cells were roaring, dissatisfied with the abuse his master brought.
Damn it.
You...
Neuropathy...
"I," he gasped, sneered repeatedly, blending his dissatisfaction and frustration into his words: "I'm just a lost traveler, poor lamb, I went in the wrong direction and met a pervert..."
At this moment, the silver light on the silver shadow man's body became vigorous again!
The tingling and tinnitus struck again, making Thales tremble again after being relieved.
"I hate bear kids the most."
"So the son of a bitch, I will ask again," the silver shadow man said coldly:
The palm of the silver shadow man firmly pressed Thales' chest, pressed down hard, and the silver light penetrated again!
"Who the **** are you!"
"ah ah ah -" Tinnitus ~ IndoMTL.com ~ irritation, stress, suffocation, chill ...... under several heavy feeling of torment, Thales very decisively abandoned the recalcitrant, horror stricken large Roar:
"Telster Stals--"
"Tyers Star!"
"I am Thales Canxing!"
With all the grievances and unhappiness he encountered in the day, he yelled to the sky: "The unlucky prince of a certain kingdom!"
Tyles' voice traveled far, and the echo was deafening.
The prince gasped in cold sweat, and was surprised to find that the silver sadistic hand had left his chest.
The silver light on the opponent that made him uncomfortable also converged.
The silver shadow man stood up slowly.
"Candy Star?"
He looked at the dying prince, as if chewing the name.
"Candy Star..."
The silver shadow man raised his head:
"A familiar last name."
He turned around and walked away from Thales, leaving him a back.
Thyls, who was confused, got up in pain, only to notice: the silver armor on the opponent's body was decorated in a rough and simple style.
This style is like...
"Even if the memories of the past have long been weathered like dead wood," the silver shadow man slowly raised his head. For the first time, he had strange feelings in his frosty tone:
"It can still ring the bell in my consciousness and stir up ripples in my thoughts..."
"Candy Star..."
Tyles, who has pain everywhere, stood up on the rock wall with awe and suspicion, and didn't want to have anything to do with this sadist.
The silver shadow man turned around abruptly, his facial features gathered again, looking very serious:
"Then, the young star..."
"You shouldn't be here."
"You shouldn't wake them up."
"Awaken this cruel and innocent curse."