Only half of the silver-white moon is exposed, and the smaller half is still enveloped in darkness. The dark side of the moon will only fade away completely at the moment of the full moon. Before that, it will never give up blaspheming the purity of the moonlight.
But on the other hand, unless it is the moment of the New Moon, the moon will at least reveal a glimmer of light, so this is also relative. Anyone who wants to explore the justice and evil of light and darkness will be entangled to death.
There are unofficial records that the Snow Cult Master liked to look at the moon and think about justice and evil, but in the end it was just unofficial records. There are also unofficial records that Feiyue was a male giant dragon.
However, all unofficial and official histories will not deny that the moon represents gentle positive energy. In fact, magical spellcasters often use moonlight to treat patients.
Because there is no research on spiritual collapse, all Yueying can do for Xinglian is to increase the purity of the moonlight and then guide it into her soul. Other than that, there is nothing else she can do.
Xing Lian, suspended in the sea of ??souls, is helpless. He can't do anything in this broken place, and the timeline is also in chaos. After all, the connection with the outside world has been completely cut off. Now even Wang Ming and the others don't know whether they are dead or alive. .
The only thing that is certain is that he is still alive. If he had died, he would not be standing here anymore. As soon as the body collapses, the soul will also dissipate.
After all the senses were cut off, Xinglian could still feel some supernatural signals. For example, he could vaguely smell the body fragrance of his eldest sister, and he could also feel the effects of the life-sustaining spell slightly. Even if the surroundings were dark, I can still feel the surrounding temperature fluctuating with the rising and setting of the sun.
??????? Other than that, it¡¯s all darkness.
¡°It¡¯s so boring, there¡¯s nothing.¡±
The sound could not be transmitted, and the girl's voice, which was still clear and pleasant, all disappeared into nothingness.
"Try again! There must be light!"
I don¡¯t know how long I have been here. Because I have nothing to do, Xinglian has been trying to create something to play. After all, this is my own consciousness. Logically speaking, everything should conform to my own will.
Before, I was able to play Creation in my consciousness!
Xinglian shook his head in disappointment. Although his consciousness had curled up into a ball, the movements of this humanoid creature were still faithfully performed. The shaking of the neck felt very realistic, but it was just a shallow self-suggestion. .
Consciousness is still collapsing. Without the intake of information, consciousness will only tend to become chaotic, and finally disappear like fireworks.
"It's really boring. Try it again. If there is still no response, just lie down and go to sleep."
The only source of information now is the things that are constantly emerging in the subconscious, such as various pasts that one does not want to recall, and those absurd delusions. Facing the original darkness in the most secret place deep in one's heart, although it can be relieved Insufficient information can lead to the collapse of consciousness.
Not everyone¡¯s will is strong enough to face their own heart.
Since she can neither face her true heart nor face her past, she has no choice but to dream about all kinds of nihilistic things.
At the beginning, Xinglian recalled his hometown, the beautiful West Sea, with blue waves rippling in the sun, rendering the ripples' projections onto the snow-like gravel. With the ups and downs of the waves, the gorgeous sea anemones swayed. With slender tentacles, it blooms in the blue water like a real flower.
Schools of tropical fish swim among the coral reefs while blowing bubbles. Occasionally, a few fiddler crabs waving their large claws pass by among the corals scattered with conches and pearl clams.
Seeing this scene, Xinglian, who is also a member of the ocean, said something very rude: "I'm so hungry I really want to eat grilled fish"
¡°Then darkness came again, and no matter how I called, the scene of the Gold Coast never appeared again.
Xing Lian did not believe in evil and forcibly ordered his subconscious to display the picture. However, the consequence of forcibly displaying the picture was that countless light strips flew around in front of him in various strange trajectories. This sight was comparable to the colorful jets enhanced by magic. Slumped into insanity.
Xinglian, who almost died from a psychic short-circuit, no longer dared to show it forcefully, but if she didn't do something during this boring time, she would really collapse, so she started from the most basic and made a beam of light to play with. Play or something like that
"Light, light, why is there no light at all! Charter lady! Why is the power cut off again!"
Xinglian has begun to speak incoherently. There is no way. Normal people can only stay in this completely closed environment without any information intake for less than a day. After cutting off body signals, they can't even listen to the heartbeat timer.?The situation is even more serious. Your mind will be polluted in a short period of time, and it won't take long before you go crazy.
Of course, if one of the heroines, Xing Lian, goes crazy, then the whole story will completely collapse, so a faint moonlight appears in front of Xing Lian.
The jade-white light beam projected from the unreachable dome penetrated the darkness in front of Xinglian. Although the light scattered was not enough to illuminate the palm of his hand, it was enough.
What's more, most of the energy has been absorbed by his subconscious. Xinglian knows how much potential energy he consumes against Night Angel. The extremely empty subconscious will naturally plunder most of the energy, leaving only Just enough to taste it yourself.
Carefully sucking the moonlight from the palm of his hand clean, Xinglian said to himself: "It doesn't matter, as long as my subconscious is still alive, I can't die. The power of the moon cherry juice is boiling in my heart, so I'll let you see how powerful I am!"
Feeling the eldest sister¡¯s wishes contained in the moonlight, Xinglian decided to face his original darkness and past. As long as he integrated the power of his subconscious mind, wouldn¡¯t it be a trivial matter to wake up?
A door appeared in front of him. The door made of gray-white coral was covered with a thin film. Behind the film was high-pressure seawater at a depth of several hundred meters.
It was also dark behind the door, but it was better than this ghost place where there was no darkness at all. At least Xinglian knew that the sky there was still shining.
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The huge black dragon flew through the air, the collision angle above its head easily broke the thin clouds, and the negative energy dragged a conspicuous trajectory behind it.
Looking at the black exhaust, Wang Ming concluded: "Well, in fact, the true identity of this dragon is a tractor Ah, bah, bah, what I want to say is that this kind of large magic mount is really easy to use. You can drive it yourself. The room has its own positioning scanner. Unfortunately, I thought I could fly by myself before"
Thirty minutes ago, Wang Ming, who was thrown to the ground and resurrected, had to ask Cangyang in another time and space for help. After seeking help from Cangyang to change his gender, he was rejected by Cangyang with "It suits you very well". Wang Ming got this picture. Dusk Necrodragon drawings to compensate.
Using the previous Wings of the Necromantic Dragon as a basis, what was re-created using necromancy was far more brutal than the original version. Especially after seeing the operating platform inside the machine, Wang Ming almost burst into tears.
¡°I¡¯m so touched, I finally don¡¯t have to flap my wings! From now on I just need to press the button!¡±
Then this undead dragon with a body length of more than 20 meters flew into the sky with three people, along with the core of the Corpse Hound. A bunch of connecting wires are pulled out from the spirit chrysalis and connected to the crook of the wings. As the undead dragon's wings flap, it collides fiercely with the negative energy in the air, capturing all of it, collecting and refining it and passing it to the core of the undead dragon. Converted into power for flight.
Watching the undead dragon, which was much slender and more agile than ordinary dragons, twisting and dancing in the air, Wang Ming was so excited that he forgot what he was going to do for a moment. Anyway, he would not be dizzy in his semi-undead state, and his physical limitations were very small. Fortunately Just move the control stick back and forth, left and right, and watch the flight path of your car from the holographic image.
The Necromancer flew an S shape gracefully. Before Wang Ming could control it to fly a B shape, he couldn't help but praise himself.
"Meow hahahaha, I am indeed a genius pilot! I am the genius pilot girl! Meow hahaha!"
Lilith has stored all these scenes and plans to sell them to Sister Yueying as soon as she returns to the main plane. Although Mia's body is not a real girl, her current temporary body is a real cute girl!
Thinking about it, it¡¯s really a shame. I have secretly taken countless photos of Mia¡¯s daily life, but Yue Ying rejected all of them. When asked why, she replied, ¡°Only photos of real girls are accepted. Please respect yourself, the impostor!¡± Fortunately, Yuhuang was willing to pay a high price to buy it, and he was able to recoup the cost of the photocopying crystal.
Thinking of this, Lilith couldn't help but sigh: "I really shouldn't be so impatient, I shouldn't use so much space to take pictures of my sister I can watch it at any time if I want!"
Mia turned back and asked curiously: "What can I see at any time?"
In order to cover up her embarrassment, Lilith sneered: "Of course you can see Miss Mia's D-level breasts at any time. That perfect shape will definitely drive all the males crazy, right?"
The girl sprayed a mouthful of old blood on the display screen, and the system almost crashed.
"I'm so sorry. If you really wanted to do something to your sister, why didn't you just let me do it when you went to bed at night? Even though I've done everything I need to do"
Miss Mia wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth: "What should be done?"
With a gently, Lilith said quietly: "When you fall on your elder sister's bed, you will know it. That's it.It¡¯s something~¡±
There were countless question marks on Tolia¡¯s forehead: ¡°Who can tell me what they are talking about?¡±
Mysterious voice: "Lilith, the evil one, is taking advantage of Mia to become a girl to tease this good-for-nothing male protagonist,"
Tolia pondered for a long time.
Then she said: "Isn't Miss Mia always a girl?"
A certain girl who had always been a girl was vomiting blood.