Rules and Weird Talk: Hutao also wants to hang out with Weirdness

"This hall master can help you increase your physical strength!Rosaria, you can hold on a little longer!" Bai

Chen realized that he couldn't help much, so he put a few spells around him, these charms could gather the surrounding yin qi, so that Rosaria could use the elemental power more easily.

Sucrose didn't hesitate, turned around, and used his wind element to speed up the transfer, as long as the transfer was fast enough, the less pressure Rosalia would have.

The other Vision owners found themselves unable to help, so they reluctantly returned to their places, but they also became more focused, and Barbara's singing could not be interrupted again.

After drinking a glass of Diona's special cocktail, and then after some magic amplification and healing, the complexion on Rosaria's face became a little better.

But the second wave of weirdness is coming.

......

"Da Da Da Da ..."

, the strange sound of action sounded, this time the sound became more muffled, and the range of fluctuations was larger.

"It looks like a big dog,"

Rosalia sneered and lit a cigarette.

Although there is no strange aura around, at this moment, everyone can feel the tension in the air.

The area sheltered by the Seven Heavens Statue was only a hundred meters away, and it seemed that the area of defense was not large, but the owner of the Vision was not enough.

Some of the damage just now, and some of the people who are in charge of retreating, the next people also need to be wary of any weirdness coming out of it...

So there was no one around Rosaria, except for herself and Paimon, and the two sisters of the nuns from the medical detachment, who were holding the medical kit on the side, with a somewhat complicated expression.

They were supposed to be nuns, and they must have heard before that there was such an unruly nun in the church who behaved strangely. But they never thought that at this moment, Rosalia had a god-like brilliance on her body.

"Sister Walnut... What can we do now?"

Paimon looked at himself worriedly, the white hair on his head drooping.

Bai Chen shook his head.

"Paimon, little Paimon, sometimes, we can't do anything..."

Yes, sometimes, people's destiny is not their own, but is pushed by something bigger, running tirelessly towards the distance.

Just like during the day, there needs to be a glorious idol to meet everyone's prayers and feel the grace of God, so as to purify those filthy souls. But at night, the strongest warriors are needed to uphold God's dignity and show God's unshakable prestige against the vile mob.

The two complement each other and are indispensable.

But those holy nuns during the day can never become fierce and ruthless killers at night.

It is also difficult for the heroes of the night who defend the gods, morality and fairness in the sewers to have a heart that is completely inclusive of everything and believes that everything is kind, and in the morning light of the day, to receive those who just want spiritual comfort.

It's all for the sake of gods and justice, and the path is also the same, and both are indispensable.

But there are some roads that can only be walked by themselves....

Bai Chen looked at Rosaria and sighed, so he had no choice but to take Paimon's hand and take a few steps to the side.

In the midst of Barbara's singing, there was a strange silence in the vicinity of the entire Seven Heavens Statue.

All of them did their best to reduce the noise they were making so that Rosalia could better judge the strange locations that were hiding underground.

In the entire vicinity of the Seven Heavens God Statue, except for the faint sound of the blood mist flowing, and Barbara's singing, there was only a strange sound left.

The

voice came again, as if it was looking for a way, and it didn't stupidly rush to its target.

Bai Chen can feel that this is a big guy...

The clattering sound was about to turn into a thump explosion, and it was just circling around Barbara at first, as if looking for a way.

Then, the icicles behind Rosalia began to tremble slightly, and then a loud roar was heard.

"Bang!" the

icicle visibly shook violently, followed by several other icicles that continued to tremble together like a chain of iron cables.

This trembling voice made Bai Chen feel that the roots of Hu Tao's wife's good teeth were about to be numb.

Rosalia only held the spear in both hands, wishing that the tremor would grow louder so that she could hear her voice in greater detail.

Then an icicle on the right makes a sound, then on the left...

Then, suddenly, all the sounds were gone....

Even the sound of the clatter is inaudible...

"Huh, Sister Hu Tao, is that weird one gone?"

Paimon asked softly, leaning into his ear.

Bai Chen shook his head, observing the situation in front of him, and said in a low voice: "No, it's still here, but the voice is much quieter..."

In the midst of the contrast, it was difficult for Rosalia to perceive these small sounds. This allows her to hide her whereabouts so that Rosalia can't guess where she is.

Paimon heard Sister Walnut's explanation, and his mouth grew in surprise.

"This weird... So smart!"

Although this is just Bai Chen's conjecture, but logically speaking, weird will not be so smart, this kind of high-level gameplay is a way that only many cunning humans use.

But if it weren't explained that way, this weird approach would be too strange.

And this kind of weirdness hidden underground, Bai Chen has not seen much even in Blue Star.

From the time he deliberately hit those icicles just now, to the way around quietly now, Bai Chen could feel that this weirdness was planned and premeditated.

This made Bai Chen a little curious.

Here's an example.

If a person wants to trample an ant to death on the road, will he use a strategy?

Obviously, no, after all, it is just an ant, and there is no need to think about it.

It doesn't even matter if Bai Chen guesses this ant or not, after all, ants can't pose a threat to themselves.

But what if it's a wild dog? Bai Chen may need to use some strategies.

This shows that, at least in the eyes of the weird, the guys on the Teyvat continent have a certain ability to fight against the weird.

Although this gap in confrontation ability is 100 million points high, it can be compared to Quansheng Tyson and the sixth-grade teenager boxing, it is possible to win, but the probability is basically zero.

However, there is also a possibility that this guy is here for fun, for drama....

But according to the thinking on the blue star, the people who appreciate the joy of torture and killing, and feel the charm of death, are generally murderers who are perverted at heart and like to torture their opponents gracefully. And not such a furious killing....

The weird way of killing, it's just a simple tear, it doesn't seem to be so terrible, but those weird appearances are quite Cthulhu aesthetics...

"Da-da-da