Irin suddenly remembered the girl on the rooftop who was looking up at the sky.
Yes, it was the monster that Oda Mai had personally chopped to death.
She was also the one who lifted her skirt and made Han fall to the ground and turn into a box.
She had once longed for the color of the sky.
And at that moment, Irin finally understood what Marissa meant by the color of the sky.
Irin entered the password and pressed the Enter key.
The sky changed drastically.
Terrifying cracks appeared all over the sky.
Crack crack crack crack —
A series of crisp sounds echoed across the Heavens and Earth.
This was the only world that existed.
The so-called ground, the monster, suddenly stopped wriggling.
At that moment.
Not a sound could be heard.
After Irin and Oda Wu were squeezed out of the giant monster's body, he suddenly realized that everyone was looking at the sky in disbelief.
"How could this be …?"
Queen Yan Luo muttered to herself, but there was a strange look in her eyes.
The bald guard had a horn on his head. He squinted his eyes and looked up at the sky, not saying a word.
Other than them, most of the other demons had been devoured by the monsters beneath their feet in the previous turmoil.
The fissures spread rapidly.
It was as if there was an even more terrifying monster outside the sky, frantically knocking on the sky, causing the sky to crack like an eggshell.
Pitter patter —
In the pitch-black sky, it suddenly started to rain.
Drops of light red rain fell from the sky.
Upon closer inspection, those light red water droplets were actually dripping down from the crack in the sky.
In the black sky, the rapidly spreading cracks were silently covered with a layer of blood.
Buzz buzz buzz — —
Raindrops fell on Irin and Oda Mai.
It actually hurt a little.
"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!
"Oh, oh, oh, oh, ah."
Suddenly.
The bald guard and the Queen of Yan Luo were covered in blood rain as they cried out in pain.
The queen's voice sounded a little strange.
But that was not the point.
Irin looked in the direction of the voice.
The moment Queen Yan Luo was drenched in the rain, a large amount of black smoke came out of her body. It was as if there was a terrible power hidden in the rain that was burning Queen Yan Luo's body.
Flaming Luo Queen's expression was twisted with pain, but she also felt a little good. After a moment of hesitation, she flapped her flaming wings and flew toward the cracks like a fiery bird.
Under the erosion of the rain, the bald guard's steel-like skin quickly melted like a burning candle, exposing the flesh and bones underneath.
"This is …"
Irin's heart stirred.
He turned his head to look at Oda Wu and found that after bathing in the blood rain, although Oda Wu did not look as miserable as the bald guard, faint white smoke was rising from the places where the rain came in contact with her skin. There were patches of colorful marks that could not be erased, as if a thick layer of sand had been scraped off her skin.
Very soon.
The cracks in the pitch-black sky became more and more concentrated.
It was densely packed.
They filled the sky.
In the next second.
"Sit tight!"
Irin suddenly activated Nightmares.
The pitch-black sky suddenly exploded where the cracks were the densest. A blood-red waterfall suddenly cracked the sky and gushed out from the only hole in the sky.
Under the impact of the blood-red waterfall, the sky could no longer withstand the red ocean. A sea of blood poured down from the sky!
In an instant, the sky was dyed blood red!
The blood-like red completely replaced the darkness of the sky. The light in the sky stung everyone's eyes.
Countless black fragments rustled down, but before they landed on the ground, they turned into countless black powder in the air and disappeared into thin air.
The terrifying blood-red torrent came from the sky and rushed down with a terrifying momentum.
In the blink of an eye, it drowned everything in front of Irin.
The sky ….. had a big hole!
That was a river?
A sea?
Irin did not have time to think.
Because in just a few seconds, everything in front of him was completely drowned by the blood-red ocean.
A huge impact fell from the sky, as if a large object fell from the sky and smashed onto Irin's head, causing his eardrums to buzz. His eyes were scarlet red, and he could no longer see any other colors.
"Gugugu ….."
The corrosive ocean of blood poured into Irin's eyes, ears, mouth, and nose in an instant, causing Irin to be unable to speak, unable to see, unable to hear, and unable to breathe. At this moment, Irin had the illusion that he was floating in a pure red void and lost his five senses.
Oda Wu's desire to survive was extremely strong. In a moment of imminent peril, she actually hugged Nightingale tightly, which prevented her from being washed away by the blood-red torrent when the ocean of blood submerged this space.
The ocean of blood that submerged this world in an instant was like the flood that destroyed the world in the fairy tales. Its power was like a natural disaster, tearing the sky and submerging the earth.
When Irin came back to his senses, he could no longer hear anyone's voice.
Cold, hot, sore, painful, wailing …..
Irin, who was completely soaked in the blood, his skin and flesh were festering at a certain speed. Under the effect of the Dionysus Factor, they were restored. He opened his mouth blankly in the blood, and the blood poured into his mouth. His mind was blank.
Who am I?
Where am I?
What am I doing?
"Hee hee hee —"
"Ah, someone died again."
"He came to accompany me!"
"Come to me, come to me ….."
"Ah, I hate, I hate, who is it, who is there ….."
"It's so dark ….."
"So cold, I'm really cold ….."
"Who are you?"
"Please hug me!"
"No, who am I?"
"Hahahahaha —"
"Hee hee hee ….. they're all dead, all dead, all dead ….. but why are you still alive?"
"I'm dead too, you're dead too, all dead!"
Irin floated in the blood.
His expression was indifferent, and he did not speak.
His ears were filled with all kinds of chaotic wailing and laughter. Among these strange voices, Irin could faintly distinguish that there seemed to be men, women, the elderly, children, and a sharp voice that was neither male nor female.
All kinds of strange voices seemed to come from beside his ears, but also seemed to come directly from the depths of his brain. It made Irin feel as if there were countless crawling insects that had accidentally drilled into his brain, and were frantically stirring his brain. It made Irin feel as if his soul was being torn into countless characters, and they were still speaking crazily.
Suddenly.
In the blood, Irin opened his eyes forcefully.
Everything in front of him was scarlet red.
It was like blood.
In the blood, illusory shadows madly surged towards Irin, burying him.
Those shadows looked like people, but not too different. Because among "them", most of their limbs were incomplete, and their bodies were transparent. Even the shape of their organs was completely exposed in the blood.
On their faces, there were different expressions. Some were happy, some were sad, some were angry, and some were angry.
In their eyes, some were cold, some were pitiful, some were resentful, and some were indifferent.
At this moment, Irin seemed to have tasted the various forms of life and the seven emotions and six desires from their bodies.
They crazily squeezed towards Irin.
In the blink of an eye, Irin's body that was floating in the blood was wrapped in a thick layer of spiritual body, like a gorgeous shroud.
In the shroud, there were cold fingers that were constantly tearing at Irin's flesh. Although they could not tear it apart, there seemed to be a strange force on those cold fingers that was gradually pulling Irin into the endless abyss, causing him to fall.
Irin looked down.
In the depths of the blood, there was a boundless darkness. In the darkness, he could no longer distinguish the shape of the huge monster.
Sinking …
Being their companion …
So tired …
I don't want to live anymore …
The chaotic wailing in his mind turned into Irin's heart, guiding him patiently, and also like a low whine.
Although there was no reference, Irin felt that he seemed to be sinking.
Sinking to where?
He did not know.
In short … sinking was the right thing to do.
It could not be wrong …
It could not be wrong.
Suddenly.
At this moment.
On Irin's forehead, where the [Resentment] was attached, there was suddenly a cool feeling coming from there. In the blink of an eye, it circulated in Irin's limbs and bones.
That cool feeling was somewhat similar to the cold touch of the surrounding souls, but Irin could subconsciously distinguish that there were still some differences.
It was as if his forehead was even colder. The kind that was extremely cold.
Although his forehead was a little cold.
But this strange cool feeling made Irin, who was about to sink, wake up instantly.
He was surprised at his current situation and felt a little scared.
But before Irin could think of a way to deal with those strange spiritual bodies in the blood, those cold fingers that were touching his body, as if they were going to do something beastly, retracted.
In the blood, the wailing became even louder.
But this time, it was not erratic. It seemed to be by his ears for a while, and then in his mind for a while. It was clearly coming from all around.
His mind … woke up!
Those unscrupulous spiritual bodies in the blood showed a horrified expression on their faces.
It turned out that the joy, anger, sorrow, and joy just now were all pretentious.
As if Irin was a lump of boiling water at this moment, the spiritual bodies retreated one after another.
"Resentment? It's the nemesis of these guys? "
Irin was completely soaked in the blood. But the strange thing was that he did not feel the slightest drowning or lack of oxygen at this moment.
At this moment, after the [Resentment] had an inexplicable effect, Irin felt like a fish in the blood, flexible and at ease, swimming like the wind.
"These are resentful spirits?"
"A kind of curse?"
"Or an existence similar to Alice?"
"Dead skin is their nemesis."
"But how should I activate it?"
Thoughts quickly came to his mind.
The origin of the piece of human skin dug out from Haunted-mist Mountain was very mysterious. Maybe even Nie Xiu at that time did not know about it. It was purely a blind cat running into a dead mouse. He buried the human skin in Haunted-mist Mountain and caused everything at that time.
Irin raised his head.
Above his head, there was a faint light.
Although the light was dim, it formed a sharp contrast with the deep abyss under his feet.
Perhaps it was because of the dead skin, or some other strange reason, in short, Irin was inexplicably safe now.
The resentful spirits retreated one after another.
It was as if Irin was even more ferocious than them.
Suddenly.
Irin discovered that Oda Wu, who had been behind him all this time, had disappeared without a trace.
"Not good."
Irin recalled his experience of almost being hit by Oda Wu's attack just now. He roughly guessed Oda Wu's current situation.
In the blood, Irin spread out his perception, and at the same time used his eyes to search for Oda Wu's figure.
At this moment, he was no longer afraid of those resentful spirits. If Oda Wu could be saved, naturally he would not be indifferent.
"Over there!"
More than ten meters away, countless resentful spirits surrounded Oda Wu. They stretched out their pale and transparent fingers and pulled Oda Wu into the depths of the blood.
Irin's heart moved, and he did not hesitate to activate Spirit Descent.
The ancient costume descended and possessed Yi Lin. Countless blades suddenly extended from Yi Lin's back.
But in order to avoid hurting Oda Wu, Irin's mind shaped the blades into the shape of tentacles, and quickly twisted towards Oda Wu.
After Nie Hongxiu and Bai Xiaoyi, the two mother spirits' abilities merged, it actually produced this kind of ever-changing tentacles effect.
The blood colored tentacles, without any hindrance, penetrated the resentful spirits surrounding Oda Wu, and easily wrapped around Oda Wu's waist.
Surrounded by the resentful spirits, Oda Wu suddenly opened her eyes. Her eyes were filled with endless killing intent, and there were actually two kinds of black and red light flashing.
She seemed to be aware of Irin's movements, and suddenly stretched out her hand.
Pa.
That corroded flesh and blood, and even exposed the eerie white bones of her palm, tightly clasped Irin's big treasure tentacle.
Her other hand, covered the blade at her waist, and she would rather die than let go.
"Go."
Irin smiled, and drove the Nightmare, towards the light above his head, and flew into the sky.
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