He thought so.

"Zaruba, can you think of a way?"

[I'm thinking, but I can't think of it at all. Instead of expecting my idea, you might as well shoot a few random shots around you. 】

"..."

After hearing his words, Ralph looked back at his surroundings.

There is no definite target at all, as always, it is a kaleidoscope of whirlpools, neither weak nor strong enough to detect.

"Try it."

With a thought, the silver magic pistol appeared in his hand, raised his hand and pulled the trigger in front of him.

Bang Bang Bang!

With three quick bursts, three bullets shot out and fell into the tunnel, but the powerful bullets did not cause any waves.

"Is it useless... If so, try it with this."

Ralph suddenly remembered the first battle after leaving the dark bullet world, the battle in the time-space tunnel.

At that time, he detonated the entire time-space tunnel. Since he is in a similar environment now, it must be useful.

With a determination in his heart, the pistol disappeared, and a crystal orb appeared in his hand. Even in his hands, there were not many such precious things.

However, since you want to leave, you must use all means.

After stimulating the orb, Ralph threw it straight ahead.

The radiant orb disappeared into the darkness ahead, and then, a golden light flashed, and Ralph subconsciously covered his eyes...

In the sea of ​​the Age of God, there is such an island.

Its name is Invisible Island.

Very ordinary, but very famous.

It is rumored that there are two goddesses on the island who are full of all the beauty in the world. Every move, countless brave people are attracted to them and want to get them.

However, a demon with petrified eyes inhabits the island, imprisoning the goddesses.

Hearing these rumors, countless warriors flocked to the island, wanting to defeat the demon, gain fame, wealth, and the favor of the goddess.

However, no one has come back, and the legend remains, but the invisible island has become more and more attractive to people.

Are the legends true?

Part of it is that there are goddesses living on the island, but not two, but three.

The eldest daughter Steno, the second daughter Yurielle, and the youngest daughter Medusa.

All three are true goddesses.

After unreasonable persecution, the three sisters came to that island.

There are only deserted temples on the small island,

And the sound of the ebb and flow of the waves.

Dense forests, animals, and gorgeous offerings are all too expensive.

But silence alone is sufficient.

The three sisters, just live in peace.

The youngest daughter Medusa thought so.She was completely different from the two older sisters from the moment she was born.

The sisters are true goddesses.The way of living as a living being is different, so the moment of obtaining the form is completely complete, it will not grow and will not grow old and die.

Yet she was born by birth, like a human being.Growing up with time, along with the creatures that change their forms, she has no immortality ability as a substitute for the petrified magic eye, excellent mobility and other abilities.

In order to protect her sister, she tore up with the heroes who kept coming to the island, petrified her, beheaded her, and left her in this invisible island forever.

This is also the origin of the banshee rumor.

However, this time, it seems to be a little different.

Even if all the heroes have fallen, the aura of killing has not stopped. Too much killing will make people lose themselves, and even those who do not like killing will lose their minds under the constant passive tearing and killing.

Apparently, that's the state of Medusa right now.

The magic eye like a gem was covered with a layer of blood, and the nail cord on his hand was even damaged.

But she still didn't stop, her heart was still making such a voice.

More, more blood needed!

No matter how much the body function has collapsed, no matter how lost the reason is, the killing will still be carried out mechanically until the last moment, until the own body collapses.

Because, out of nowhere, she had begun to feel the joy of killing.

Originally, she was afraid of the people who felt the invisible island, and the people who lost their lives because of selfish desires are not worth pity.

However, she, who hated killing, felt numb in the constant killing, and gradually turned into joy.

He swung the rope with joy, and shredded the enemy's body with joy.

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