Purple red is more vicious than a centipede, blood red is crazier than a chain saw.
Breaking open the chest, penetrating the soul body, biting the flesh and blood, corroding the spirit. What penetrated Ash was not like two shadow swords, but more like two violent beasts. The almost harsh roasting sound was like a monster chewing him.
soul.
At this moment, the phantom of the Annihilation Resentful Dragon behind Sonia was almost completely coming to the world. The violent purple energy submerged the outline of the red-haired girl, and her bright ruby eyes twisted into ferocious vertical pupils. Witch, Silver Lantern
, Vichy seemed to see the Sword Lady that night again... They had fantasized more than once, if on the night when Sonia was most wronged, the witch had not pleased her, the silver lamp had not given in, and Vichy had not apologized.
So what will Sword Lady do?
They finally saw the answer.
The slowly flowing time suddenly accelerated, and the viscous space melted like butter. No one could see the blade of Sword Lady. The sword disappeared in the middle of the swing, and everyone could only see a surging blood tide.
The pursuing sword law didn't even have room to evade. It was clear that Sonia spent at least six moments turning around and swinging her sword, but in the first moment the blood tide swallowed up the Seraphim, and the distance between time and space became insignificant at this moment.
Meaningless.
The Spirit of Broken Lake is not only a spirit of swordsmanship and watercraft, but also mixed with some space power. "Lake water" is a commonly used symbol of space, as the saying goes, you can see across mountains and seas.
Sonia doesn’t even like swimming, so why would she want the ‘Broken Lake’ for no reason?
'Broken Lake' has been a metaphor from the beginning. The first metaphor comes from the prison, because it carries their best pure memories; the second metaphor is also the prison, because it represents the biggest thing they encountered at the beginning.
Obstacle.
What Sonia really wants to smash is not just the prison, but also all the obstacles that stand between them. In front of the Broken Lake God, time, space, death, entropy and other insignificant forces cannot stop the Sword Queen.
Determination!
"Sorrow Curtain" violently steamed up the source power of the sword law, but failed to convert even a magic sword. Even though the sword princess was already boiling with murderous intent, her fighting skills were still so accurate that they were almost slaughtering. What she wielded was not a mountain and a sword.
Instead of the sea, there are countless vicious trajectories superimposed on each other, each of which presses the critical lethality of "Sorrow Curtain", just like using a rusty knife to bite Lingchi Angel one by one!
The sword rain was filled with screams, but it was not Ash, but Felix. The blond girl spread her gold and silver wings and looked at the shadow sword that penetrated Ash. She wanted to reach out but didn't dare to touch it. She was so panicked that she didn't know why.
I felt like I was about to cry, and made a pitiful sound like a kettle boiling.
Ash was almost amused by her, he gasped and forced a smile: "It's not like I'm inserting it into you, what's your name?"
"But, but..." Felix wanted to touch the Shadow Sword, but Ash swatted it away.
"Axiu!" The voice of Diya's quartet was like thunder walking in the rain of swords. Yaxiu had never heard her voice so majestic and urgent: "Pull out the sword quickly!"
"I'm fine." Ash breathed as calmly as possible, and was even in the mood to joke: "This may be childish for you, but it's just right for me."
Of course, he didn't look as relaxed as he looked, but he wasn't as painful as the witches. As Ash said, they couldn't bear the despair, but in Ash's case, he could barely persist, not only because Ash's soul was more profound.
Strong, and more because...he is not as afraid as they are.
It hurt, it really hurt. It was a heartbreaking pain. Ash felt like he was falling into a millstone of flesh and blood, being ground into dust bit by bit. But the real pain was not the pain itself, but the deepest pain in his heart.
Cruel fantasy.
The pain caused by the Purple Shadow Sword and the Blood Red Shadow Sword are completely different. The Purple Shadow Sword made Ashu feel that he and all the girls he knew were being chopped into blood bit by bit by the Sword Girl. Every second he felt
I was being languished by the Sword Girl until I was carved into a trash can, where everyone's suffering was gathered together, overflowing with blood vessels, cracking bones, and twisting nerves. However, the pain came so delicately and tenderly that my whole body seemed to be in this state.
The gentle malice melted away.
The blood-red shadow sword was much more violent. Ash felt like he was colliding with the swordswoman like a chariot or a cavalry, like sworn enemies fighting each other, even if he cut off the last piece of flesh and bone and cut off the last bone,
He still had to stand up and continue fighting. He and Sword Girl were like two stones, and like two eggs, colliding and smashing infinitely, torturing each other to the point of death but still entangled endlessly.
Ya Xiu didn't know what kind of experience it would bring to Sword Girl when the two shadow swords fell on her, but he could guess that the two shadow swords came from the shadows in Sword Girl's heart, so...he would never
Will let out these two shadow swords.
When Sonia took the time to turn around and fly over, Ash stretched out his hand to hold the blade of the Shadow Sword hard. The pain he experienced doubled made his eyes become hollow. Sword Girl bit her lower lip, she understood Ash's
I mean, and it is indeed the best choice to let Ya Xiu bear the Shadow Sword based on emotion and reason, but...
Sonia almost bumped into Ash's face and awkwardly kissed Ash's lips. Her expression looked so sad, but the vertical pupils in her eyes were so crazy. She stuffed something into Ash's mouth,
Then he turned around and vented all his murderous intentions on the Seraphim.
"...Smoke?" Felix looked blankly at the cigarette in Ash's mouth. She hesitated for a moment, then lit up a cluster of flames on her fingertips to help him light it.
Ash took a deep breath, and coughed repeatedly the next second, "It's still too choking..." He muttered, and did not continue to smoke, but he did not spit it out either, letting the tobacco curl up and burn in the flames, and rise in the sword rain.
A faint white mist.
"Can someone else take over the Shadow Sword?" Wei Xi suddenly said.
When the maid said this, she did not look at Ash, but at the two people next to Ash. To be more precise, she stared at Deida Rose. Star Touch did not hesitate at all, and directly reached out to touch the Shadow Sword.
Under the gaze of everyone, Deida Rose's hand passed through the Shadow Sword, and she was not affected in any way. Among the many disappointed sighs, only Sword Rules breathed a sigh of relief - "The Prison of Self-Injury" is supposed to only deal with
If it works for me, if even Deedalus can replace him, then he really has to wonder if there is something wrong with the wonders of heaven.
But he was still very strange in his heart, why could Ya Xiu bear the Shadow Sword on behalf of others?
"Prison of Self-Injury" I don't know how many enemies I have killed for the Supreme Being, but this has never happened before. There is a prison deep in everyone's heart, where the deepest despair is stored, and others cannot touch it at all!
