I just think this kind of change is very artistic and beautiful. There is no need to even depict so much inner drama like the 07 Bianwen. I think it is very meaningful just to describe the story that happens after the change. Because readers will empathize. The author is actually a reader himself. Many people, including me, when reading this thing, even if we don’t read the description of the inner transformation, we just experience the story first, and then think from time to time, "Oh, this gender has actually changed", "Oh, what's going on with this inexplicable itchy feeling"... I think that feeling alone is interesting enough. Life is short and youth is fleeting. But people can experience a whole new life, a whole new existence through reading texts. It's really great. I think this is the best feature of Hyundai besides various stockings, bathroom systems, air conditioners, Yu-Gi-Oh, dnf, Cyber Succubus, the Internet and a series of other things. Anyway, that's it! The new book "Hitschfeld" is dedicated to everyone. It will be available on the shelves at 10 am tomorrow. A different kind of supernatural from Jade, a different kind of horror, a brand new story, a changed style, and writing that should be improved.
And of course, there are steady updates. That's all I can give you. The initial data and reader feedback of "Hitschfeld" are better than those of the previous books. I am very happy, so I will do my best to give back to you with all I have. From the end of 19 to 21, the world situation has undergone dramatic changes. Hope we are all well. Getting better and better. Chapter 58: Divine Eyes The huge shadow looked down at the girl. She couldn't see its entire body because of the shadows, and she couldn't make out any details of its body. But she could just feel it looking at her... There was a huge malice, like the relationship between predator and prey that had lasted for billions of years, causing her to feel despair and fear from her nature and from the bottom of her heart. How can I escape back to reality in front of it? Hitzfeld's mind was full of this question. Madam mentioned in the manuscript that they also noticed a huge shadow covering the sky, and the shadow was so huge that it could not see the sky at all. But now she's in. She saw it. It undoubtedly noticed this side as well. What should she do to wake up from this endless nightmare and return to Flo Street? The atmosphere of despair spread in the shadows. Before Hitzfeld could think of a way to escape, he noticed that the giant shadow in front of him had undergone new changes.
It extended many tentacles. Maybe they were tentacles, maybe they were something else... They were so dense and endless that it looked like a mountain made up of tentacles. These tentacles did not roll towards this side, they kept extending... upwards, pulling out blurry human figures from the void of the misty space. "Flayemendi..." "Flayemendi..." When these figures appeared, the furtive whispers around them suddenly increased a lot. It was roughly that the number increased from one thousand to five thousand. It was so clear that it was impossible to ignore it, and it even felt a bit deafening. what is that? Hitzfeld looked at the scene in horror. The length of the tentacles is limited, and each tentacle will immediately begin to retract after grabbing a human figure. She saw the figures being pulled into the giant shadow, and almost immediately a burst of intensive chewing sounds came from not far ahead. "Squeak... squeak..." It was so crisp that it reminded her of the sound of humans chewing bones. "Piris..." "Piris..." "Flayemendi..." "Flayemendi..." "Squeak... squeak..." No. Hitzfeld covered his ears. She felt she could no longer bear this kind of spiritual pollution, this kind of terror that penetrated deep into her soul. Maybe killing her would be better than this. Yes. Hasn't she slept for a long time? kill her. Or eat her. It was as if she had never existed in this world. No matter what, at least I can get eternal rest...
With her eyes tightly closed and ears covered, the girl, immersed in the nightmare, did not notice that dozens of tentacles had extended to her, forming a cage to trap her. And the cage is shrinking. It is shrinking. Just as she was about to lose the last bit of space, the shadow of a tentacle slowly surrounded and wrapped around her. In front of her, a little light suddenly appeared in the dense darkness. "Whatever the reason, it's too early for young people to have such dreams." Like ice and snow meeting the sun. All tentacles, shadows, and darkness quickly faded away under this little light. The warm light shone on Hitzfeld's face and body, making her feel warm, and the cold despair seemed to temporarily fade away. Opening her eyes, she saw a set of strange accessories floating in front of her. It is surrounded by a golden ring and in the middle is an extremely complex and exquisite cross. This thing emitted a halo of light, which condensed in the darkness and gradually formed the image of an old man. "you……" Hitzfeld stared at him in a daze. Then she suddenly realized: "You are...the one in the newspaper...!" "Isaac Lord, the head of Blackwood Parish." The old man nodded. "Gray hair... and that unique 'decoration' on the neck, um..." "It seems that you are the girl Xia Sha mentioned." "You have a way to take me back, right?" Hitzfeld asked him cautiously. She didn't even know how she got in, or whether she was asleep or not, let alone anything else. And this person... he can actually fight against the evil god in the dream world. He is definitely the biggest life-saving straw. If she doesn't seize this opportunity, then there must be something wrong with her brain. "I would like to agree." The old man suddenly grinned, "but I can't, because Isaac Lord is dead." "...σ(°д°;)" The gray-haired girl, who was not wearing an eyepatch, was stunned. "I was killed in the Corona Room. The cultists used the power of this thing to kill me..." The old man sighed.
"This nightmare is controlled by it, and mortals will never be able to wake up by their own strength." "Do you see those figures? They are all people who have been killed or corrupted by the curse - that is, its power." "It has absolute control over these people. I can only rely on the goddess's protection to hold on for a while. It won't be long before I become the same as them. How can I protect you?" Then I'm completely screwed, right? The girl didn't have a mirror, but she knew without a mirror that her face must be completely pale at the moment. "You will most likely die with me." Isaac Lord threatened her in all seriousness. "But it is possible that someone will come to rescue you... Well, so if you can get out, please tell Xia Sha... Oh, you may not know who Xia Sha is." “She is 25 years old.” "Dark eyes and dark hair." "She's very beautiful." "Great figure, long legs." "I like to wear black stockings and long boots." "Bad temper." "If you meet a woman who fits this description, please tell her that the cultists held their final ceremony in the west. They might be seeking revenge on something..." "how do you know?" Hitzfeld was a little confused. "It takes some time for a person to die completely. I just seized the last moments and overheard some things. I'm not even sure about them myself." Isaac Rhodes shook his head slightly. "But it's still a clue. It's better than staying in the city and wasting time with them." "What if I can't get out?" Hitzfeld continued to stare. "Uh... I mean, if no one comes to rescue me..." "Yes, yes! Theoretically, there really wouldn't be such a fool." The old man nodded vigorously. "So I don't hold out much hope. No, we can do it together later." Who wants to be with an old man like you? Hitzfeld was going crazy.
She didn't understand how this old guy could be so indifferent to his own death? "Ok?" Isaac Rhodes had been staring at her, and suddenly his tone rose: "You are not the embodiment of a spirit... but a real living flesh and blood?" "how did you do that?" "Possessed by spirits?" "No... even possessing a spirit won't work..."