Although it was only for a moment, Ning Feng still caught the fleeting stiffness and nodded with satisfaction.
Laugh happily.
Now that there was no one else present, Ning Feng, who had no worries about his future, no longer had to work hard to maintain his superficial kindness.
He began to indulge his negativity wantonly.
I've shown my cards, I won't pretend anymore.
You are a little scared.
I'm really not a good person!
"you……"
Ning Feng didn't wait for Li Tiandu to finish, and pointed directly to the place where the shadow fell under Li Tiandu's feet, which seemed to be an empty ground.
"I don't mean to bluff, I'm talking about the altar there, do you need me to continue?"
silence.
The unspeakable silence finally turned into a sigh of unknown meaning.
"well……"
The old man stared at the young man who could still vaguely see his childhood appearance, as if he had finally taken off the false mask, and asked in surprise:
"When did you find out?"
Shrugging, Ning Feng did not step forward. Instead, he waved the bat wings behind his back and floated up, reaching a level where he was eye level with Li Tiandu.
"As a reciprocity for your generous act just now, you can try it now to see if I am bluffing."
"But you can give up. Unless I die, it will always lose its function."
Then, regardless of the other party's reaction, Ning Feng started talking to himself:
"As for the reasons, the hints you gave me were quite unexpected."
As if he were counting treasures from his family, he counted on his fingers:
"For example, after I entered the church, you took a step forward silently, but when I stopped, you stopped moving and your body relaxed... What are you afraid of being discovered?"
"As you spoke, you silently flew higher, deliberately drawing my eyes away from your feet."
"In addition, among the countless altars scattered throughout the central area, the most critical central part is missing."
"Another example……"
There was a smile on his face, but his eyes were flashing coldly. Staring at the fallen angel's expression that was gradually cooling down, Ning Feng continued to smile:
"I never thought that you were here just to watch Bincheng fall into flames from a distance."
"It's too far here. There's no way for you to truly witness the death of a city."
"It's too close here. If you wanted to control it remotely, you could have hidden further and better."
"This place is inappropriate no matter what, but you still appear here..."
"Unless this place is irreplaceable and you have a reason to come."
Ning Feng spoke easily and concisely, as if he had seen through everything.
But this is all acting.
What he said just now were almost all lies.
They are different from Jiang Wan and others who don't understand Li Tiandu's purpose.
In Ning Feng's vision, everything in the illusory church returned to its most essential appearance, including the energy flow within it.
The connection between the fallen angels and the central altar of the church has never been broken!
"Don't make it too complicated. Let's keep our gossip to a minimum. After all..."
Raising his head, Ning Feng looked at the shadowed face with his back to the moonlight and said with a smile:
"Both for you and me, time is running out... isn't it?"
For Ning Feng, the legendary magic power will be exhausted sooner or later, and maintaining a highly demonized state also comes at a cost.
Not counting the pain of being ignored, if it lasts too long, he may never be able to change back, and he will have to live as a succubus in the future...
It's not that the succubus is bad, it's just that he prefers and is more accustomed to the human body.
On the other side, while maintaining the illusion of the church, Li Tiandu has been transporting his life energy into the altar... through the evil-looking organ.
From the beginning, he regarded himself as part of the sacrifice.
Through blood and sacrifice, the pipe organ is like a transit station that closely connects Li Tiandu to the altar.
If he succeeds, the individual named "Li Tiandu" will disappear completely, and what will come here will be a ray of consciousness of a certain god.
Regardless of the outcome, this former Watcher, now Fallen Angel, never intended to let himself survive.
"It seems you know more than I thought."
But while marveling, Li Tiandu was a little confused:
"Then why are you in a hurry to fight me? If you wait just a little longer, I will die too."
Are you so anxious to die?
"Why are you asking me why?"
The smile disappeared instantly like a phantom. Ning Feng stared at the fallen angel, the long-suppressed anger spreading silently.
"I said it right? Let this end between the two of us."
The ferocious long sword condensed with blood was drawn out from the shadow under his feet. Ning Feng's sword pointed at the fallen angel, his movements were exactly the same as Jiang Wan's.
"It's just you and me, no one else is involved, not even gods."
"Either you kill me and continue to complete your impossible ritual."
"Either I kill you and end this disgusting shackles."
"There is no other choice."
The murderous intent fills the wild.
His eyes gradually returned to the kindness before, and Li Tiandu asked for the last time:
"Kid, why do you have to force me? All I did was just to get my family back."
Similarly, Ning Feng also answered for the last time:
"What a coincidence. Now I just want my former 'family' to return to their original appearance."
We were also family.
What I want to do is just to get you back on the right path from the twisted abyss.
well……
With a long sigh, the darkness gathered in the hands of the skinny fallen angel, turning into a ferocious black ferocious dragon spear and hanging down.
"My child... I obviously really intend to let you go."
Completely tearing away the appearance of disguise and perseverance, he raised his head again, showing the crazy look that had appeared in front of Shirin.
"Why don't you listen to me?"
The figure disappeared in the moonlight, and the next moment, the fallen angel appeared behind Ning Feng, piercing the dragon spear into his back with force!
Clang!!!
The demon's figure flew upside down, but quickly twisted its body in the air and blocked the rapid pursuit.
Clang Clang Clang!
laugh!
The bat wing was pierced by the dragon spear, but it quickly dissipated in the next second and turned into an afterimage.
Also appearing in the shadow behind the fallen angel, Ning Feng stabbed straight at him!
That action was exactly the same as Li Tiandu's before.
The same goes for the ending!
The long sword was held directly by the jet-black wings on its back, sparks bursting out and making a loud metallic sound.
Whoosh!
Leaning back, Ning Feng swung his bat wings fiercely to avoid the incoming spear, and quickly retreated.
"You don't need anything else, just a close combat...are you still unwilling to give up even now? You are really arrogant."
Sighing, Ning Feng rushed towards the crazy fallen angel again!
However, it’s just what I want!
In the silent exchange, two evil figures quickly overlapped.
At the moment when their weapons collided.
Amidst the roaring noise, he stared at the old man who once called him father in his heart.
For no reason, Ning Feng remembered the poems he had seen in the Book of the Forgotten...
The poem written to my father——
"Don't Go Gentle into That Good Night"
【Do not go gentle into that good night,
Old age should burn and roar at sunset;
Rage, angrily rebuke the disappearance of the light.】