The nightmare is becoming a real reality. Faced with such a horrific sight, Hitzfeld remained expressionless. Regardless of the danger she was in, the dirt on her body, and the messy hair, she suddenly grabbed the pen that had fallen to the side and used it as a knife. "laugh--" Slashed hard across the left wrist. Chapter 74: The Last Woodcarving Fearing that the bleeding was not efficient enough, Hitzfeld showed himself no mercy. The tip of the pen broke directly after it slid down, leaving a shallow scratch on the inside of my left wrist, which then quickly began to bleed. The double overdraft of physical strength and thoughts made her eyes go dark. But she still persisted, groping, and placed her wrist diagonally on the manuscript and notebook, letting the blood spill on them after being blown crooked by the wind. "Crash-"
The wind is getting stronger. Every page of paper was turned over by the wind, which also happened to make every page accurately receive the baptism of blood. Black, blue, red... Blurred, broken, clear... All the characters were dyed bright red. All the lines were blurred by the heat. Whether it is the past, present or future. Even including the pen sketch in red ink that she did behind it. Including my wife's. Her own. Ethan's. Xia Yibing's! "Whoosh whoosh-" All the lines began to glow. At first it was a faint white light. Then it got brighter and brighter. Getting brighter and brighter! "cough……!" In severe pain, Xia Yibing woke up from her coma.
Right behind her, Ethan, who was lying curled up with his limbs strangely twisted and broken, opened his eyes at the same time. They were awakened at the same time by some strange feeling. That was not an imagination, but a real strangeness felt by the body - a kind of severe pain, numbness and itching that seemed to come from the bone marrow. “Ah—Ahhh!!” I was totally unprepared and the pain came as if a thousand ants were gnawing at my heart. Ethan couldn't help but open his mouth and scream loudly, his body rolling on the ground, and in the end he even banged his head on the ground frantically to try to divert attention. "Ah……" Xia Yibing is not much better than him. She felt her right shoulder, which had been completely broken and deliberately frozen by ice and snow, regain feeling. It's like someone is using a drill to drill into it. It’s like... something is trying to come out from inside! She could not help but endure the pain and turned to the right, lowering her head, and even her half-meter-long left eye widened instantly. What did she see? A circle of tiny flesh buds appeared on the outside of the shoulder. Very tender and pink... just like the skin of a newborn baby. "Uh……!" A piece of bone quickly emerged from the flesh granulation, and she trembled again in pain. An intense numbing and itching sensation spread along the bones to the spinal nerves. Under her incredible gaze, the granulation tissue grew more and more, spirally attached to the protruding white bones, and grew into a right arm again! She could hardly believe her eyes. My right hand... Back again? It's not just as simple as coming back. As time goes by, the immaturity of new life is rapidly fading away. At first its skin color was much more pink, but after just a few breaths, the skin color completely blended into the whole and became indistinguishable from other skin. Move your fingers. It’s still the familiar feeling in my memory. When I opened my palms, I could even see a few calluses formed due to habit. miracle……
Incredible... This was the only vocabulary she could use to describe reality. Immediately afterwards, a similar numbness and itching sensation came from the left shoulder blade again. Without hesitation, the woman exerted force and used her returning right arm to grab the wooden bar. She endured the pain and pulled herself out from the top of the spikes. Rich vitality continued to flow out of her body, and she could feel that her wounds were healing rapidly. She had never felt so healthy before. ...so powerful! "Humph!" Squinting her eyes, Xia Yibing turned to look at the woman in the black dress. Lilith-Gree. She half-knelt on the ground with her head covered, screaming in pain. The right hand pulled again and again. The lightsaber "Changxia" was pulled out from the dream world. The knife flashed quickly on the ground and chopped straight towards the woman's head. "statue--" Ethan's growl came from behind. With a quick glance, Xia Yibing saw that the woman's other hand was still on the ground, and she seemed to be holding a black object in her hand. "Zheng——" The white light turned and drew a Z-shaped right angle in the air. The woman's wrist was cut off and flew away. A black wooden sculpture bounced up at an angle and suddenly broke into pieces in mid-air. "Om-" An invisible wave spread outward from the statue. Just like pressing the pause button, the chanting of tens of thousands of people suddenly stopped, as if time had been frozen for a moment. "boom!!!" The next moment, the ground shook. A huge black shadow rose from the ground, no longer confined to the ground, but towered in the night sky, wriggling, trembling, and making strange screams in anger. The growth rate of all golem roots suddenly increased, converging in the shadow outline with a hundred or a thousand times the efficiency, and tens of thousands of faces followed it and burst into wailing. "boom!"
They are shrinking— "boom!" Also expanding—— "Bang bang bang bang!" Faster and faster, faster and faster—— "Wow—" Finally, there was a loud explosion, and all the wood chips and materials turned into flesh and blood in the process of flying, and a horrible blood rain fell in the cemetery. Wow... finished? With blood and flesh all over her head, Xia Yibing turned around and looked around. that's it? We stopped the Golem curse? As far as I could see, everything seemed to have returned to normal. There were many unconscious people lying on the ground, including Joey. They all fell from the cross. Apart from the penetrating wounds on their wrists, they should be fine and their lives should not be a problem. wrong…… Turning back to the front, the woman's pupils contracted. Fucking Lilith-Gree... Lilith-Gulley is missing! ? On the side of the cemetery, Hitzfeld was breathing heavily and looking up at the night sky. Her hand was still raised high, the blood had long been dried by the night wind, and even the wound on her wrist had disappeared. "hehe……" Her chest heaved violently. She didn't think about anything. She just looked at the sky, watching the gray fog flee in panic as she watched. She didn't know that her left eye was shining with golden light at this moment. The Slit-Mouth Wolves got down on all fours and crawled in a neat circle around her. Wherever she looked, the gray fog dissipated, and all the shadows and evil spirits huddled in silence. But this is only temporary. As the light from the pages faded, her left eye returned to normal.
The fog rolled in again and she heard footsteps behind her. A pair of hands quietly grabbed her neck. "Well……" Her eyes widened as her body was slowly lifted up, with both feet slightly suspended in the air. Just when she thought her throat was going to be broken, the force suddenly relaxed, and she was suddenly turned over and hugged into a warm embrace. "Little fool, you actually thought you would be strangled to death?"