It was as if time had stopped for an instant.
Golden rain flowed down from the girl's wrist and fell into Huai Shi's mouth.
Between the dark and cruel world, that line of bright gold was like a miracle, so gorgeous that it was intoxicating. At this moment, with the loss of blood, endless vitality comparable to the Philosopher's Stone flowed out from it.
It was a terrifying amount that could create an Android Legion with just a few grams. Now, with Lily's generous water, ten times, a hundred times, a thousand times, ten thousand times, sprinkled down.
At all costs!
Even if it was to put out the fire, even if it was futile.
She persistently continued Huai Shi's last line of vitality.
It was like a lonely hand, pulling at him, not allowing him to leave without permission.
"Please live."
Lily shed tears and smiled at him awkwardly. "Stay, don't be the only one left, please."
In his dizziness and pain, Huai Shi raised his hand with difficulty, wanting to touch her cheek.
He felt the tears falling on his fingertips, so cold.
The raised palm stopped abruptly in the air.
In the end, it fell weakly to the ground.
Only the sound of something breaking could be heard.
No matter how generous the Fountain of Life was, no matter how Lily cried out in distress. There was no longer any light in his empty eyes, only reflecting the dark sky and the blood-like sea, reflecting this cruel world.
There was no more sound.
Lily stared at him blankly, unable to believe it. For a long, long time, she let out a hoarse cry, but no one responded.
Heavy footsteps stopped in front of her.
There was a line of footprints with blood.
"Is he already dead?"
Old Xiao murmured regretfully, sighed, and slowly raised his five beastly fingers, aiming at Lily's face. "I'm sorry, I had to do this … although this is just a game."
At that moment, five fingers as sharp as knives were raised and stabbed at the sluggish girl.
A shrill sound broke through the air, like a scream.
Then, the screams came to an abrupt stop in front of a cracked palm.
His wrist was clenched tightly.
After countless fragments of the broken palm peeled off, silver-white bones were exposed.
It was as if the gate of hell had been suddenly opened.
From the empty eyes, there was a surging blood light.
"You're not allowed …"
The dead vampire slowly raised its head. Amidst the sound of countless pieces of flesh peeling off, the broken face revealed a skeleton that seemed to be made of metal. It was so ferocious.
It was clearly an empty shell that had already lost its soul, but under the push of the remnant stubbornness, the shattered vampire actually crawled up from the ground once more, blocking in front of the chimera.
His hoarse voice sounded like metal roaring as he enunciated each word clearly to the enemy before him.
"You're not allowed to touch her!"
.
.
In his dizziness, Huai Shi felt that he had once again fallen into the abyss.
Holy light shone from the sky, carrying endless majesty and solemnity. It indifferently stared at his sorry state, watching him kneel before the altar.
"This is your last chance, Abraham, and the last mercy of the Holy Spirit."
The old bishop looked down at him coldly. Holding the scepter in his hand, he gave his last order, "Abraham, kill her, and you will still be saved!"
In the silence, only Huai Shi's pained moans could be heard.
He gasped for breath with difficulty, crawling forward in a sorry state. He stretched out his trembling hand, as if he wanted to grasp the light of nothingness and salvation.
But until the end, he did not speak.
"Trash! You disappoint me. "
The bishop's face twitched and gradually turned ashen. "Since you don't repent, then you and that heretic can drown in God's fury!"
Without a shred of sympathy, he turned and left, abandoning Huai Shi in the darkness.
But immediately after, he felt a palm pressing on his shoulder.
A hoarse voice sounded from behind him.
Close at hand!
"I'm sorry, Father."
Unknowingly, Huai Shi had already crawled up from the ground. He lowered his head, staring at the neck that was close at hand, and said softly, "Others didn't give it to me …"
"I prefer to take it myself!"
At that moment, the old bishop let out a sharp scream.
The vampire's fangs were already deeply nailed into his neck, frantically extracting his blood. He sucked in big mouthfuls, wantonly gorging like a hungry dog.
No matter how hard he struggled, begged, or angrily rebuked.
Until the end, there was no more sound.
In the dead silence, Huai Shi slowly opened his mouth. Then, the shriveled corpse fell on the altar.
Huai Shi lowered his head and stared at the terrified face of death. He slowly raised his hand and wiped away the last trace of sweet blood at the corner of his mouth. Then, he bent down and took the scepter from his hand.
"Now, does anyone else have an order for me?"
The young man raised his head and stared at the holy light above the vault of heaven.
In the dead silence, no one spoke.
So, facing the cold gazes of the Gods, the rebellious vampire slowly raised the scepter in his hand and smiled happily. "Isn't it just salvation? I have it! "
At that moment, the holy light dissipated.
The abyss collapsed.
Huai Shi opened his eyes and saw the pitch-black vault of heaven and the endless sea of blood. He had returned to this gloomy vault of heaven, even if he was already shattered and only bones were left.
He slowly turned his head and stared at the startled girl behind him. A smile appeared on his broken face.
"I'll fight for you, my Lady!"
Boom!
The chimera's tentacles swept across.
Huai Shi flew backwards and smashed into the mast, completely breaking it. The broken sails fell into the burning flames and burned fiercely.
From the flames, the broken Huai Shi crawled up like a clay doll. He lowered his head and looked at his tragic state, then raised his hand towards Old Shaw who was slowly walking over.
"Wait a minute, let me flip through the book … We'll fight after I flip through it!"
He waved his hand and pulled out the Book of Destiny. He pathetically flipped through the records left behind by the Bishop, looking for records in the fragmented handwriting.
But Old Shaw did not give him any chance. He stretched out his hand and two tentacles flew out from his sleeves and wrapped around Huai Shi's legs. He was pulled into the air and then slammed onto the deck.
It was as if he was holding a hammer.
All the cabins within sight were smashed into pieces. Countless fragments flew everywhere. In the end, only a silver-white skeleton was left in the ruins.
Strands of golden blood flowed on the silver skeleton, slowly shining with light, as if it was embellished with an array of steel.
He was actually still alive?
Old Shaw frowned unhappily. The two heads on his shoulders suddenly opened and spewed acid and poisonous fire. They gathered into a tide and swept straight towards Huai Shi!
"So, that's how it is?"
At that moment, the broken skeleton nodded in understanding. He stretched out his hand and pulled out the solemn scepter from the Book of Destiny. He slowly raised its sharp end.
He aimed it at his own chest.
Stab down!
Boom!
The flames engulfed everything.
But then, from the terrifying temperature that was enough to melt steel into liquid, a holy light shone from the remains of the vampire.
It was as if it had turned into the sun in an instant.
Endless fierce light spewed out from Huai Shi's chest.
It came from the scepter.
It was purification!
Huai Shi was actually … purifying himself!
The holy light that was a hundred times more powerful than holy water was coldly spreading over Huai Shi's body. Inch by inch, it killed the vampire's dark substance and body.
Old Shaw did not even need to do anything. He was simply committing suicide!
But in this cold purification that did not leave any trace, Huai Shi opened his hand happily and welcomed the arrival of the end.
"Deliberately mystifying!"
Old Shaw snorted coldly. In an instant, a violent wind was stirred up. He raised his fist and punched towards Huai Shi's broken head.
At that moment, Huai Shi raised his palm.
The finger bone that was bathed in the holy flame was shining brightly. It slowly unfolded and blocked the front of the beast fist.
Boom!
The storm, the tide, and the loud noise came to an abrupt halt in front of this palm in an instant.
Old Shaw raised his head in shock. He heard the sound of steel rubbing against Huai Shi's broken face.
There seemed to be a seed of iron growing in that ferocious skull. It grew inch by inch from the broken skull and covered the ferocious face of the skull, turning into a solemn and cold mask.
Behind the mask, a light suddenly lit up in the pair of pitch-black eye sockets.
Huai Shi opened his mouth, shouted, and roared.
The silent sound was given substance.
The blazing light turned into a torrent, gushing out from his eyes and mouth. It went straight forward and instantly pierced through Old Shaw's arm, burning that mutated arm into ashes.
The scepter cracked inch by inch.
At the moment when all the vampire parts were burned, a bright glow flowed out from Huai Shi's remaining silver bones, covering his skeleton and turning into a brand new body.
In the light, the power of countless Holy Spirits riveted, connected, woven, and entangled with each other. It was as if there was a substantial light flowing on the remaining skeleton, no, on the Holy Bones!
In an instant, a new miracle emerged from the void.
As Huai Shi moved forward, countless golden lines appeared on the silver mask above his head. In the void, a pure light opened up and intertwined into a ring. It hung high and scattered a cold and stern light in all directions.
When he took the first step, the matrix of steel and the Holy Bones of Iron all over his body cried. Countless tiny sounds overlapped with each other and turned into a grand song.
It was so holy.
When he took the second step, a cracking sound came from his back. It was the sound of old bones breaking, and also the clear cry of a new miracle being born.
With a sharp sound, sparks flew. Branches of iron rose from his back inch by inch. On the countless veins, light condensed into fine hairs, forming a pair of wings so large that they seemed to be able to stand above the sky.
Wings of Steel!
It was as if the legendary Holy Spirits were walking between heaven and earth, delivering punishment and destruction.
"I heard you advanced?"
Between the dark sky and the blood-red sea, the Angel of Steel stood between this cruel world. He looked down at the stunned Chimera, and the corners of his mouth curled up in a smile behind the mask.
"What a coincidence, me too!"
Using a hundred times more sins to temper a person's soul, injecting the miracle of the Holy Spirits into the silver and implanting it into the bone marrow. Then, using the blood of countless people to irrigate and nurture it, planting the seed of salvation in the abyss of depravity.
When the infinite darkness burned out, light would spurt out from the abyss.
When the original sin was purified, salvation would come.
This was the salvation that Van Helsing yearned for, the advancement of vampires …
Angel of Might!
Huai Shi raised his palm and clenched it in the direction of the burning sailboat below. An invisible gravitational force burst forth, and the sound of steel rang. The blood-stained silver axe whistled and fell into his hand.
Towards the angry Chimera.
Slash!
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