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Chapter 82 The Dream of the Silver Moon

 Shade's right hand drew a bright brilliance in the air, and the sharp blade of Silver Moon cut through the curtain of blood mist, slashing towards the woman who was kissing the ring. But in addition to leaving another wound on her forehead, this

It doesn't work at all.

The woman was laughing wildly, laughing wildly at the last moment of her life. She recited the incantation that Shade could not hear clearly last time:

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

She put on the ring, and thick smoke immediately erupted from her broken body. Mrs. Lasoya slowly closed her eyes, and her life came to an end.

At this moment, the black smoke wrapped the woman's body in it. Shade, who wanted to stop him, heard the whispers again, heard the chewing in the black smoke, and heard the curses of countless voices.

He reached out to insert his hand into the black smoke, at least to do something. But the boot sticking out of the black smoke kicked Shade back to the wall.

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

As the steam mist appeared and the whistle sounded, the six-ring warlock's life ring flashed behind the man, reflected in the eyes of Shade, who was sitting crookedly against the wall:

"Gender conversion is actually possible..."

The doctor's desperate blow failed to kill the enemy. This was not because they were too weak. At this moment, Shade actually felt what the man in the burgundy formal suit felt before he died not long ago.

"Yes, the Keeper-level relic [Metamorphosis Ring], while changing gender, replaces a completely different body. Although this damn ring has given me some hobbies that I didn't have before, the ring itself is worth the price.

"

Six-ring warlock Jack De'ang smiled.

He was wearing a straight black formal suit and his leather shoes seemed to shine under the gas lamp. The smoke and dust behind him, the messy corridor, and the fainted people seemed to set off his pride:

"Huh? The clothes you're wearing look familiar. Oh, that's not important. I don't know where you guys came from..."

He spoke loudly, as if delivering a speech at a major public occasion, and the way he spoke so eloquently made Shade want to punch him. He was showing off, and there was no way he wouldn't want to show off this shocking turnaround before his death:

"But this time, I obviously won."

The spiritual runes were flashing in the life ring behind him. The black iron-colored spiritual runes, which Shade interpreted as [Corpse Experiment], were triggering thaumaturgy. However, the thaumaturgy was actively suspended before it was released. The man looked at Xia De

De, suddenly laughed:

"The living sacrifices required for the ceremony are not very sufficient. The woman over there is menstruating, and filthy blood is not suitable. These two men are too old, and the host of the banquet will not like it."

Taking two steps forward, he picked up the seriously injured Shade, then raised his hand and threw him into the banquet hall, "reuniting" with dozens of people who were already unconscious here. The detective rolled on the blood-red wool carpet,

Finally, it stopped after hitting the leg of the long table.

He opened his eyes as hard as he could and faced the door. He saw that the double golden door that had been broken by Miss Louisa slowly stood up and closed again under the magic of the man's [Metal Repair] spiritual rune.

Shade, who was lying next to the long table in the banquet hall, saw only the man with his hands behind his back through the closed door. He ignored the other three people who fell down and walked along the stairs to the second floor, where the ring warlock team was below.

That's his opponent.

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

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

but--

The small book in the pocket quietly exudes a soft light, and the sentences written a few minutes ago are taking effect. The poet's relic [Silver Moon's Orb] hanging on the chest is affected by the light and also emits silver.

Light. This poet-level relic is extremely weak and would not lose control easily. However, under the influence of the script, the orb cracked and the silver light rushed directly into Shade's head.

If nothing unexpected happens, he will fall into permanent madness because of Silver Moon.

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

The chaotic dream was replaced by a familiar dream. He felt the night wind. Looking around, he was standing on the field ridge at night. Shade slowly raised his head and saw the huge silver moon hanging among the stars.

Above the sea of ​​stars.

He was under the silver moon, and the silver moon was in his eyes. The holy light fascinated Shade. The strange light traces of the silver moon in the night sky, and the power of the silver moon brought about by the loss of control of the relics, were deeply imprinted on him.

in mind.

He suddenly felt that he finally understood the "silver moon" and its strange power. He stretched out his right hand and tried to touch the moon disk under the night sky with his fingers.

At this moment, the life ring hidden deep in the soul rotates, and the core rune [Silver Moon] emits a glimmer of light. The increased understanding of Silver Moon stimulates the runes to resonate with the dream, and forcefully awakens Shade to prevent him from falling because of Silver Moon.

He was driven crazy by the dream. But the full power of the out-of-control relic was engraved in the memory of this moment, making Shade feel as if the silver moon was in his heart.

He didn't know how long he had been unconscious. When he woke up, he could only see the dark banquet hall. The blood mist was so thick that it seemed to dye the world red. The air was cold and scary, and the blood seemed to be trying to penetrate through the pores.

Body.

The crazy whispers seemed to indicate that something bad was about to happen. Holding back the severe pain and trembling of his body, he felt that the [false immortality] was actually consumed due to the serious injury, and the effect of the spell was actually reduced due to the seriousness of the injury.

After being applied, it will be seriously damaged again within a short period of time and will be eliminated.

"This is going to be bad. You have to leave the banquet hall quickly, otherwise..."

He stood up holding on to the long table covered with white tablecloth, but at this moment——

Ding dong~

A crisp sound seemed to ring directly in my head. Someone was hitting the bell with a small hammer. This was the cue for the start of the banquet.

The oscillating metal sound vibrated the spirit and soul, and a phantom appeared before his eyes again, making Shade almost unable to distinguish between reality and illusion. The bloody banquet hall was replacing the normal banquet hall, and the living sacrifices who arrived one step ahead of him,

I was also awakened by the sound of the bell at this moment.

The blood feast has begun.

Shade turned around and was about to run towards the door, but his body was completely out of control. The power of higher dimensions came, and mortals were just mortals after all. Blood oozed from all his facial features at the same time. He trembled and slowly turned to look at the owner of the banquet hall.

Take a seat and look towards the end of the long table.

He heard, he heard the bells ringing for the banquet;

He saw, he saw on the empty table, silverware and goldware containing fresh human organs appeared one by one;

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

He came across a bloody corpse hanging from the ceiling.

He felt -

He felt it! At the other end of the long table, a figure wearing a red robe seemed to have crossed over from a distant dimension, and the figure gradually became clearer.


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