she became a god in a dream

Chapter 220 The Curtain Call Under the Fog

Shen Dong stepped up, jumped between the buildings, spanned a distance of [-] meters in an instant, and stepped on the edge of the roof.

Tiffany stood there with a dazed expression, and found a blue dagger floating in front of her.The blade moved forward, pointing at the place where Shen Dong left.

There was the faint sound of waves crashing on the shore, and there was an undercurrent rising under the stairs.

Tiffany seemed to have remembered something, and when she held the handle of the knife, her face was relieved.The round face had edges and corners, and it gradually became the appearance when Shen Dong saw her for the first time.

A black feather fell melodiously from a height, and she could see a corpse hanging outside the golden opera house just by looking up.

The corpse was covered with a gorgeous diamond-encrusted dress, black feathers fell out of the ripped opening, and the tightly closed eyelids trembled slightly on the blood-red lips.

It was a pair of completely pitch-black eyes.

Tiffany's hands trembled. She looked at her own arm in the black swan form above, hanging on the raised sharp corner, and slowly made the movement of "Swan Lake" at the curtain call.

When approaching Shen Dong, she encountered many strange monsters along the way.

There is a strange black shadow hiding behind the door; there is also a yellow tape measure that slides in the air and keeps circling in circles; a fleshy monster composed entirely of hands and feet; a one-eyed man whose entire face is occupied by eyeballs .

They lurk in the dark corner, submerged in the muddy water, seize every opportunity to interfere with Tiffany's actions.

In the chaotic space, a water channel created out of thin air winds out, blocking the front.A servant with a lamp stands humbly at the forefront, providing sufficient light for the chatting nobles.

At this time, the wind rang, and a resolute blond girl rushed to the bridge.

The servant suddenly felt the hull of the boat under his feet shaking, and under the illumination of the warm orange lights, circles of golden ripples hit the bottom of the bridge.

"Whoa!"

There was a huge sound of water, and there were many raised shadows on the surface of the ball, rushing towards the girl on the bridge!
The servant's throat tightened, and before he even had time to shout out "be careful", he saw a flash of blue light, and streams of blood spurted out and splashed into the black water under the bridge.

The severed arms and legs smashed into the waterway, causing small waves.

Now, he was completely speechless.

Just staring blankly at the bridge, the girl turned around and kicked sideways, smashing the one-eyed man's neck, grabbed the neck with her pale hand, tore off a bright yellow ribbon and pulled it in two.

A pitch-black shadow emerged from the bridge hole, and stretched out a pair of sharp claws to grab the girl's neck...

Even though she was deeply surrounded, the girl showed a smooth and free-spirited beauty in her every move.

It reminded him of the scene where he saw the ballet dancers getting off work outside the Golden Opera House playing on the stairs across a whole waterway.Could it be that this is the art and beauty that those adults often talk about?
As the boat passed under the bridge hole, the servant standing at the bow looked back, only to find that the girl had disappeared, and only the lonely sound of water flowed.

He looked down at the nobles sitting in the cabin, and found that he was the only one who saw the change just now.

Is it a hallucination?

"boom!"

There was a huge sound of water, and most of the arms and legs of the spherical monster were cut off, and it fell weakly into the black water.

Tiffany put away the blade and twisted her neck.

There were two finger-thick strangulation marks on her neck, and her knife-wielding arm was already sore. After killing the one-eyed man again, she finally stood under the building leading to the rooftop.

The wounded measuring tape and the lump monster pulled each other and squeezed in through the side window.

Tiffany took a deep breath and approached the entrance step by step.Behind the door, there was a series of rustling sounds.

The next moment, the closed door opened from the inside.

Mother pushed open the door, dragging a delicious pastry in her hand.She looked at the embarrassed Tiffany and said worriedly,

"How did you make yourself look like this? Show me quickly."

Tiffany, whose body was stiff, was pulled a bit. Before those wet hands touched the flesh, she seemed to be refreshed instantly. She slapped her mother's hand away, took a step back, and said:

"I have to help a friend."

"Friend?" The mother's eyes changed, and she tried to ask a question, but was interrupted by Tiffany.She opened her mouth and handed out the cake in her hand:

"Does your friend want to try this cake?"

Tiffany didn't find anything wrong with her mother. She glanced at the cake and said, "No, she's eaten this cake before." And she ate a lot.

The mother fell silent. Standing in a broken world, she always felt that her child might encounter danger at any time.If you don't follow her way, how good will the other ways be?
But what she just saw was a warrior, a resolute and brave man who did not compromise in the face of difficulties.

Maybe she was really wrong.

Her wishful thinking, regret and inner unwillingness, there is no reason to force a child to accept it.

Mother looked at the stairs, as if expecting something to appear.

But the person she was expecting, the person she was waiting for, died in countless dreams, the "corpse" hanging above the golden opera house moved slightly, and took a last look at the gloomy sky.

Foggy weather...

Black feathers fell from the sky, covering the shattered Kachemore like snow, and when one touched the mother's wet hand, the other was burning in flames.

Shen Dong looked at the black snow all over the sky, and the azure blue diamond-shaped flakes around her were twirling crazily, following the trembling of her fingers, they swarmed towards the whisperer who was diagonally opposite.

The Whisperer, whose body was scorched black, was trapped in a cage of golden light.

The bee-like shards of thought power slashed towards its tentacles, and in the sky, a long flame dragon raised its head, and a flame engulfed in cold air spewed out, burning under its body.

In an instant, frozen ice crystals climbed up the whisperer's body along the ground, several flashes of light flashed, and the tentacles covered by ice crystals were cut into several sections.

The golden cage disappeared, and a golden light flashed in Shen Dong's eyes.

Among the severed tentacles, the tentacles that were not covered by ice crystals turned into gray mist as soon as they were cut off, glued to the fracture in the blink of an eye, and returned to their original state.

This is the reason why Kong Fei waved the flames first!

He stepped on the head of a long flaming dragon, helping Shen Dong as needed.

No way, who told him to be a long-range attacker.The moment he recognized the person, he jumped onto the dragon's back without any psychological burden, leaving Shen Dong alone below.

Let alone a coincidence, if it wasn't for this sudden change in the dream, he might not have been able to meet Shen Dong.After all, the scope of this scarlet trial is so large.

Apparently, the single-minded flying in the air didn't expect it at all:

The encounter between them was not accidental, but the result of Shen Dong's hard work.

(End of this chapter)