Whispering Poems

Whispering Poems Chapter 82

2021-07-07

Chapter 82 The Dream of the Silver Moon
Shade's right hand draws a dazzling brilliance in the air , Yinyue's sharp blade cut through the curtain of blood mist and slashed towards the woman who was kissing the ring. But other than leaving another wound on her forehead, it didn't work at all.

The woman was laughing wildly, laughing wildly at the last moment of her life, she recited the spell that Shade couldn't hear clearly last time:

"The change between positive and negative is the beginning of a new life! ”

She put on the ring, and the broken body immediately emitted thick smoke. Mrs. La Soya slowly closed her eyes, and her life came to an end.

The black smoke in this brief moment envelops the woman's body in it. Shade, who wanted to stop him, heard Whisper again, heard chewing in the black smoke, heard curses in countless voices.

Reach for the black smoke, or at least do something. But the boots sticking out from the black smoke kicked Shade back to the wall.

The black smoke disappeared, and a young man in a white pebble ring stood in the blood mist of the corridor. He turned his neck and snapped his fingers behind him.

With the appearance of the steam mist and the sound of the whistle, the six-ring warlock's life ring flashed behind the man and reflected in the eyes of Shade, who was sitting crookedly against the wall:
"Gender Swap" , can actually."

The doctor's desperate blows failed to kill the enemy, which was not because they were too weak. At this moment, Shade actually realized the feeling of the man in the red dress not long ago before he died.

"Yes, the keeper-level relic [Metamorphosis Ring], at the same time of gender change, replaces a completely different body. Although this damn ring has given me some hobby that I didn't have before, But the ring itself is worth the price."

Six-ring warlock Jack Deon said with a smile.

He was wearing a neat black suit, and his leather shoes seemed to glow under the gaslight. The smoke behind him, the messy corridors, and the fainted people seemed to set off his pride:
"en? Where did it come from?"

He said aloud, as if he were giving a speech at a major public event, and the tone of his words made Shade want to punch him. He's showing off, this amazing turnaround before his death, and he's impossible to show off:

"But this time, obviously I won."

The spirit rune behind him Aura flashed in the ring of life, and the black iron spirit rune, which Shade interpreted as [corpse experiment], was triggering Mystic Art. But this Mystic Art was suspended before it was released. The man looked towards Shade and suddenly laughed:

"The living sacrifices that ceremony needs are not enough, the woman over there is coming to the moon. The filthy blood is not suitable, these two men are too old, the host of the banquet will not like it."

Two steps forward, he lifted the severely injured Shade, and then raised his hand. Throw him into the banquet hall and "reunite" with the dozens of people who were already comatose here. The detective rolled on the scarlet's woolen rug, eventually bumping into the legs of the long table before stopping.

He tried his best to open his eyes and faced the door, only to see that the double-opening golden door, which had been smashed by Miss Luyisa, actually stood slowly under the Mystic Art of the man's [Metal Repair] spirit rune. up and shut down again.

Shade, who was lying beside the long table in the banquet hall, saw the man behind his back in the closed door, ignoring the other three who fell, and walked along the stairs to the second floor. , the following ring warlock squad is his opponent.

The door slammed shut, and blood light flickered in the room, gradually blinding Shade's eyes. He didn't know if it was a sign that he was about to die, or that the Evil God was about to appear.

His eyes gradually blurred, and he finally had the opportunity to cast a spell on himself, but the spell could only ensure immortality, and could not prevent him from falling into a coma due to serious injuries.

But—

The little book in my pocket quietly exudes soft rays of light, and the sentence written a few minutes ago is in effect. The poet-level relic [Silver Moon's Orb] hanging on his chest was affected by the rays of light, and also emitted silver rays of light. This poet-level relic is extremely weak and would not easily get out of control, but under the influence of the script, the orb cracked, and the rays of light of silver went directly into Shade's head.

If there is no accident, he will fall into permanent madness because of the silver moon.

Shade, who was in a coma, suddenly woke up in his own dream.

The chaotic dream was replaced by a familiar one, and he felt the night wind. Looking towards all around, he was standing on the ridge at night, Shade slowly lifted the head, and saw the huge silver moon hanging among the stars and above the Star Sea.

He is under the silver moon, and the silver moon is in his eyes. The holy rays of light fascinated Shade, and the strange silver moon light traces under the night sky, the power of the silver moon brought by the loss of control of the relic, was deeply imprinted in his mind.

He suddenly felt that he finally understood "Silver Moon" and understood this strange power. Extending his right hand, his fingers tried to touch the moon disk under the night sky.

At this moment, the life ring that hides the soul rotates, and the core rune [Silver Moon] emits a faint light. The improved understanding of the silver moon stimulates rune to resonate with the dream, and Shade is forced to wake up, preventing him from going crazy because of the dream of the silver moon. But the full power of the out-of-control relic was imprinted in this moment's memory, making Shade feel as if the silver moon was in his heart.

He didn't know how long he had been in a coma. When he woke up, he could only see the dark banquet hall, where the blood mist was so intense that it seemed to dye the world red. The air was frighteningly cold, and the blood seemed to want to penetrate the body through the pores.

The crazy Whisper sound seemed to indicate that bad things were about to happen. He endured the severe pain and trembling of his body. The effect of the spell would actually be dissipated because it was severely damaged again within a short period of time after it was applied.

"It's bad now, you have to leave the banquet hall quickly, or else"

Standing up against the long table covered with clean white tablecloth, but at this moment ——

Jingle~
The crisp sound seems to be ringing directly in the head, someone is hitting the bell with a small hammer, this is the sound of the banquet opening.

The oscillating metal sound oscillated the spirit, oscillated the soul, and an apparition appeared in front of him again, making Shade almost indistinguishable between reality and illusion. The blood-colored banquet hall was replacing the normal banquet hall, and the living sacrifices who came one step ahead of him were also awakened by the sound of bells in this brief moment.

The blood feast has begun.

Shade turned to run towards the door, but was completely out of control. The power of high dimensions comes, and mortals are only mortals after all. Blood oozes from his facial features at the same time, he trembled, turned slowly, looked towards the main seat of the banquet hall, looked towards the end of the long table.

He heard it, he heard the bell ringing for the banquet;

He saw it, he saw silverware with fresh human organs on the empty table And the golden one after another appeared;

He smelled it, he smelled the bloody fog, the sweet smell of food;

He touched it, he touched it from the ceiling A bloody corpse hangs down.

He felt it—

He felt it! At the other end of the long table, a silhouette wearing a red robe, as if coming from a distant dimension, the silhouette gradually became clear.

PS1: Find an old author who has a starting point and push each other. "Drawing Cards Can't Save the Strange Foreign World", author "Mr. Wei". Western fantasy style book, it's still a little young, let's put the introduction:
People are in another world, just wearing clothes and falling to the ground.

Zhao Hao saved himself by drawing a card, holding the Dragon Slaying Blade and hacking to death a murderer with a plane like a crow.

Zhao Hao: As soon as I crossed, I saw a murderer chasing me.

So he was recruited by the Mysterious Bureau, which manages paranormal phenomena.

Zhao Hao: Fortunately, you didn't say that you want to form the Avengers.

Psionic recovery, extraordinary rebirth, all kinds of monsters rampant, ordinary person precarious.

However, can drawing cards really save the foreign world?
Zhao Hao: I just want to be a salted fish! Why are you forcing me? system, ten consecutive draws!
PS2: I urge everyone to read it every day. The author wants to fight Sanjiang, but the current data is not very good. Guaranteed not to Court Eunuch, if you like this book, please don't get fat for the time being.