Throne of Shadows

The phantom figure flashed away beside the broken box.

Dongchen didn't take any more, but only held in his hand a steering wheel that he had already recognized, which seemed to be complete.

After that, he quickly retreated on his toes, retreating like a madman.

Regardless of the skyrocketing noise, regardless of the angry roar, and regardless of what happened behind him, Dongchen got the steering wheel and ran desperately to another alleyway that he had already discovered.

Roar!

The bait was taken, and the wolf monster became angry.

The high swollen chest was twice as big as before, bursting out in anger, the cyan beam of light was bright, and Zigru's white figure was like a flat boat in the huge wave, and it was shattered into pieces in the beam of light in a blink of an eye.

Rumble!

With the disappearance of the blue beam of light, the alleyway where we came collapsed and was blocked to death.

With a ding, a half-damaged sword hilt fell from the air, bounced twice, and stopped.It was the only thing left of Chigurh.

Zig is stronger than Dongchen, and he has been hiding his strength.But he carried too much, too much.

He was tired, weary, and weary.

From the moment he stepped into the complex, he knew that he might not be able to get out.

He has lived here since he was a child, his roots are here, and this place is about to be destroyed, and he has lost his sustenance.People around me died one after another, those I liked, those I didn't like, those I longed for, those I hated, one by one.

Dong Chen didn't know why Chigurh didn't escape, he only knew that Chigurh could have survived.

After running a long way, Dongchen didn't turn his head until he was sure it was safe.

The narrow alleyway was gloomy, and the roar of the wolf monster kept echoing.

Dong Chen was panting heavily.

After a while, Dong Chen walked back, somehow driven by some unknown reason.

Slowly, go back little by little.

Tapping footsteps sounded in the alleyway, turned a corner, and faced the hall of the wolf monster, Dongchen did not dare to go out of the passage, but watched from a distance in the shadows, watching the wolf monster swallowing the corpse, watching the wolf monster swallowing the corpse completely, Looking at the finished steering wheel, looking at the collapsed passage leading to the outside, looking at the Alpha alloy knife with only a small handle left.

It was Chigurh's knife, with a small cross engraved on the handle, and Dongchen recognized it.

The hilt of the knife was lying on the ground alone, silent and covered with dust. Dongchen stared at it for a long time, until the wolf monster finished eating the flesh and blood of the hapless mercenary, then turned and left.Dongchen knew that the wolf monster had found him, and he also knew why the wolf monster didn't do anything.

The guy was waiting for himself to come back, beat him to death, and got nothing.Dongchen could even imagine the remorse of that big guy, it must regret why he killed all those mercenaries.

Behind him, green eyes with bloodshot eyes kept watching, Dongchen walked unhurriedly, holding a long sword in one hand and a steering wheel in the other.

"Only myself, where is the way out?"

The mercenaries who set out together in the morning did not know how many were left. Although he got the steering wheel, he was trapped underground.Looking at the buildings around, Dongchen really wondered if there was another way to the outside world.

"Maybe, yes!"

Thinking about it for self-comfort, Dongchen looked at the steering wheel in his hand, and sighed depressedly to explore forward.

The sound of pattering footsteps rang alone for a long time, until it was mixed with a trace of strangeness.

Dongchen didn't seem to notice.

He continued walking, neither fast nor slow, calm as if walking.

In the shadows, a monster hanging upside down from the ceiling opened its eyes. His eyes were blood red, his tongue kept spitting out like a lizard, and black and sticky saliva hung from the corner of his mouth, as if dripping.

Dongchen was still moving forward, getting closer and closer to the monster.

Three meters...two meters...

Whoosh!

The monster moved.

It is really unimaginable that this two-meter-long, lizard-like monster can have such a speed.

Its figure is like lightning piercing the night, and its jet-black tongue spurts out long, like sharp arrows.

Dongchen smiled strangely, his tongue pierced his chest.

Yes, passed through.

The rumble echoed in the narrow alleyway, and the monster without touch raised its head in astonishment, retracted its tongue covered in stone debris, and stood in the cracks, scanning around.

In the empty narrow passage, there was no other figure except the monster himself.

"What are you looking for?"

A calm and teasing voice sounded from above the monster. Dongchen was hanging upside down from the ceiling of the alleyway, with the long sword in his hand already out of its sheath.

The black tongue shot out and flew past Dong Chen's cheek.The blood flames ignited, and Dongchen didn't give the monster another chance to attack.

A sword pierced the head, and the inverted long sword carried gray-white soul power and dark red blood flames, firmly nailing the monster to the ground.

Guanghua's dim shock wave blew away the smoke and dust, and the dark alleyway reflected leisurely and brightly.

A burst of non-weak gray energy rose and fluttered into the body, Dongchen felt the pleasure of ascending to a fairy.

"Comfortable, really... You, play with me!"

hiss!hiss...

Ceiling, floor, walls.

Three monsters that were the same as before filled the alleyway, Dongchen retreated violently, and three long tongues shot at him in the shape of a font, Dongchen stretched out his sword, not chopping, but... twisting!

The round spinning nest twisted together with three jet-black tongues, and Dong Chen's figure passed through in an instant.

Live for war, die for war.

kill!

The blood-red flash, like a meteor piercing the sky, flashed away in this small alleyway.

Half kneeling on the ground, beside Dongchen was a long sword that was gradually extinguishing the blood flame.Behind him, streaks of red or white brilliance, like moths to a flame, kept flying towards him.

The weak body gradually recovered as the energy entered, Dongchen curled the corners of his mouth...

"My whole life is destined to be killed."

Thrill, madness, killing.

Dong Chen's eyes were red, he put his sword back into its sheath, and strode forward.

There is no fear, only the desire to fight.If it wasn't for his lack of strength and his still sober mind, Dongchen might go crazy and turn around to challenge the wolf monster.

This is the aftermath of the killing, the temptation brought by the two forces in Dongchen's body.If there is only one kind, with Dongchen's firm will, maybe there won't be much problem, but who told him to have two kinds?

Whether it is the killing spirit or the power of the soul, they all grow by killing and plundering.

The spirit of killing grows from killing, and only by slaughtering the world can it grow.The other kind of soul power is plundering, plundering the souls of all creatures, and extracting the purest soul essence to strengthen itself. These are two kinds of energy that can be classified into the evil camp.

If Dongchen keeps immersing himself in it, the result will only be madness.And the most terrible thing is that Dongchen hasn't noticed yet.In other words, Dongchen didn't want to find out.

Strength, only strength can have dignity, only strength can protect, only strength can revenge.

With power, there is everything.

This is the truth that Dongchen realized in the endless oppression.

"Kill! Since killing can bring strength, then I will kill the world, and kill all the people and things that can be killed in the world."

"To stop killing by killing is the way of martial arts. My sword is destined to weep blood. Walking forward in the endless darkness, just to find that ray of light."

kill!