Light Spirit Epic Chapter 1519: Awakening to the Night (13)

Chapter 1519 Awakening to Night (13)

Whoosh------------------------------------

In the fog of endless darkness and nothingness, a silver star is falling.

Clap!

The sound of the landing was not as loud as I imagined, perhaps because it was just a spirit body, a group of photons.

However, the impact of the landing was still very strong, causing the Holy Spirit manipulated by Bedivere to shatter its bones and disintegrate into countless pale fragments.

However, the Eternal Holy Spirit is worthy of the Eternal Holy Spirit, and the Holy Spirit cannot be beaten to death.

The spiritual body that was scattered all over the place immediately recovered, and countless fragments of light gathered together and returned to the form of a big wolf.

"It hurts, hurts..." Bedivere sighed in a low voice. It was the first time in his life that the werewolf youth felt the feeling of falling from a height and shattering his bones.

However, he didn't have time to think about it, and he didn't have time to ease the pain on his body, because he knew that the crimson eastern demon dragon was still chasing him.

Bediver, who was struggling to get up, immediately ran away.

"You're so funny." The swordsmith's spirit appeared beside Bedivere, as if mocking werewolves: "I've seen countless souls sent into the painted world, they struggled, they fled, but they In the end, they were all defeated by [Crimson]. In the endless battle and torture, they gradually lost themselves and became the scum of the soul, and became the food of the crimson. Do you think you are great and that you are so different from those people? ?"

"I don't know." The wolf continued to run, but he could feel a huge creature chasing him behind him.

"I only know that I can never give up hope."

"Liar." Muramasa looked at Bedivere coldly. Even now, as the wolf galloped forward, the knifemaker was still closely following Bedivere. The swordsmith's spirit body doesn't seem to need to run at all, but drifts along the ground, so no matter how fast Bedivere runs, Muramasa is always beside the big wolf, thinking: "I can see. I know you know everything about your life.

------I know how desperate you are. "

Bediver was silent for a while.

"I have lost my wife and children, my family, and everything.

Obviously, I have no love for life, and I give up on myself.

Obviously I don't have to live my life, I just live for others.

Live like a walking dead.

------Are you qualified to say that you will never give up hope? "

"Uh!" Bedivere gritted his teeth, but couldn't refute. Because what they say is basically true. Never give up hope for anything, and there is still hope in this world, these chicken soup-style nonsense can only deceive those fools who deceive themselves.

The world is dark and hopeless. It was before, it is now, and it will probably always be.

------So why bother? Is it just because of fear of pain, fear of being hurt?

Just as Bedivere hesitated for a moment, the monster behind him was biting wildly. One of the big wolf's legs was torn off in an instant, and the severe pain came!

"Ughhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh screamed Bedivere as he mechanically continued running on his remaining three legs. But he knew that running like this wouldn't do anything, and he would still be caught up without a leg!

Click! Before Bedivere could react, the crimson eastern demon dragon behind him had already swallowed him.

Clap clap clap clap! The big wolf was constantly being chewed in the monster's mouth, and countless sharp teeth pierced through the body of Bedivere (the Holy Spirit controlled by him), squeezing the spirit body to shreds. The severe pain spread wildly on Bedivere, like a tide, one wave after another!

"Uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!" the werewolf screamed, in just a few seconds he seemed to have experienced dozens of deaths. However, the Holy Spirit is an inextinguishable existence. Even if it is chewed by a monster, it will recover immediately. It struggles, and it constantly repeats destruction and regeneration. It sticks to the monster's mouth like an indestructible gummy candy!

Indeed!

"Damn! Damn! Damn ah ah ah ah ah ah!!"

If this is a nightmare, please wake it up as soon as possible.

Bediver's frantic struggle was completely useless, but his screams were conveyed through the throat of the demon dragon to somewhere in the distant sky.

"Hmm...?" Husky, who was still tossing and turning on the bed and couldn't fall asleep for a long time, seemed to hear something when he was half asleep and half awake.

"Dad...is...?" the dog boy whispered: "Is it Dad?"

But no one in the darkness answered him - how could there be.

"Daddy..." The canine boy curled up and wrapped the sheets around him tighter: "Husky misses you so much..."

In the dead of night, I miss my family. Especially after the teenager witnessed the ups and downs of other people's fortunes, Husky couldn't help feeling that life was so fickle.

The relatives and friends who are still talking and laughing with you today may suddenly leave you tomorrow, forever. ------ Not to mention those relatives who haven't seen each other for a long time?

(Daddy...)

(Dad than------)

(I miss you so much, Dad than------)

The son's whisper seemed to penetrate time and space, penetrate the world, and reach Bedivere's mind across thousands of mountains and rivers.

"Husky------"

Bediver opened his eyes suddenly.

The pain is still there, and the Holy Spirit under his control is still in a state of eternal doom, being devoured, chewed, and reborn. The pain felt by the Holy Spirit was clearly transmitted to Bedivere in his sleep, stimulating every nerve in him!

However.

(If this is a nightmare, please don't wake it up.)

He prays in a world without God. He heard an impossible sound, and in the deepest abyss of this nightmare, he saw that little bit of hope.

(I can lose everything and suffer.)

(But I, never live like a corpse!)

(Even if you know it's not possible, even if you're just kidding yourself.)

(I still want to believe in hope.)

Pounds! ------------

The demon dragon, who was frantically chewing, suddenly heard a loud noise.

"Huh?" The swordsmith village is frowning. The more you look at it, the more you can't understand it.

Pounds! Pound pound pound pound! !

That's a thumping sound. Like some violent beast, making a noise in the mouth of the demon dragon.

Clap! ! One of the monster's teeth was smashed, broken and flew out.

Clap la la la la la! ! More of the monster's teeth were smashed and rained down!

Then, a violent beast forcibly lifted the upper and lower jaws of the Oriental Crimson Demon Dragon, opened the monster's mouth, and jumped out!

At the same time he jumped out of the monster's mouth, he also pulled hard, tearing the tongue of the Oriental Demon Dragon by the way! ! The crimson dragon blood fell like raindrops, and hundreds of millions of blood flowers were born on the ground like a black and white painting. And the giant beast was bathed in this rain of blood, and his eyes radiated with confidence in himself, so crazy that it was almost the light of faith.

"I won't give up hope." Bedivere whispered to himself: "No matter how slim hope is, it is hope. I'd rather live with false hope and live like a corpse, I don't want to die with despair!"

"So..." The violent wolf turned around and faced the falling demon dragon------

Flying up, aiming at the throat of the Oriental Demon Dragon is a bite!

Smack zi zi zi! ! Blood spurted wildly.

Then, the big melee between the demon dragon and the wild beast started immediately!

The two are biting each other and fighting frantically! Blood splattered, flesh and blood flying. Both monsters want to tear their opponents to pieces, but neither of them can really destroy each other!

The melee of the spirits must be the most violent and destructive battle in the world. Because none of them have a real concept of death, and therefore, they are unscrupulous, showing no mercy to enemies, themselves, and even the environment!

The violent battle of the monsters shakes the entire world of the painting. This fragile world, which is only outlined by black and white lines, begins to tear!

Pounds! ! The demon dragon's tail swept out fiercely, but was avoided by the giant beast. The dragon tail hit the ground heavily, forming a thousand-foot-deep crack on the ground!

Whoosh whoosh whoosh! ! The giant beast grabbed wildly with its claws and shot out thousands of moonlight waves. The arcs formed by these vacuum waves fell on the demon dragon, tearing its flesh and blood, but the demon dragon also dodged nimbly, so most of Bedivere's moonlight waves were emptied. It was not so much that they were tearing the demon dragon. Not to mention they are cracking the sky!

＂吼啊啊啊啊啊啊啊啊！＂东方妖龙从口中喷射出火焰，绯红色的不详火焰。 It falls into the world in the painting, like burning white paper, constantly burning the white part of the world in the painting to black, and distorting the black lines into weird shapes!

Pounds! ! After dodging the flames, the giant beast grappled, grabbed the demon dragon's tail and threw it out, throwing the snake-shaped giant dragon far into the sky! It collided with the bounded sky, making a loud noise like the ringing of an ancient bell!

His------------------------------------! ! The demon dragon let out a piercing scream, and sprayed a torrent of intense flames in the shape of a beam of light from its mouth. The torrent split the world and swept across ~IndoMTL.com~ raising thousands of feet of dust all the way!

However, the wild beast jumped up suddenly, not only flashing past the torrent of flames sprayed by the monster, but also rapidly approaching the dragon. That's right, the mad beast, which is a spiritual body, also grows wings. It is only a spiritual body, and it can become whatever it wants to become!

Monsters and monsters fight close to each other again, frantically entangle and kill each other, scurrying in the clouds in the sky, and the fight is inextricable! !

However, the world in this painting can no longer bear the frenzied tossing of the two monsters, and it begins to gradually crack! Light shines in from outside the world of black and white, like a fire that shows the destruction of the world!

Clap! The world in the painting cracked, making a sound like glass shattering, opening a gap at the same time. The giant wolf who was in the melee sneered, slammed the demon dragon, and then flew towards the gap!

He escaped without incident.

Do not pray in a world without God.

If you prefer to do this------

------The object of prayer can only be yourself.