He looked straight at burnham as if he had found some direction.
Although he is still blind, although his eyes are closed.
But just looking at it like this makes people feel that they want him to sweep away the obstacles in front of them, so he will move forward with his thoughts.
"So what’s missing?" Burnham didn’t seem to feel the squeezing and killing in the air, and he didn’t seem to know that he was the obstacle. He reversed the sword and held it in front of himself.
"Poor …" Chen Senran stretched the word until it gradually.
then
And then …
And then—
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Open your eyes! ! !
Open his eyes. He suddenly opened his eyes. I don’t know how many times he didn’t open them.
For an instant, the whole world seemed to tremble.
All the dark world was covered with darkness, and there was a terrible crack every day.
What kind of eyes are those! ! !
It was a pair of eyes that shocked the whole world in an instant.
It doesn’t emit a flame or a light that illuminates everything.
It’s dark and low, with no pupils and no eyes. It should have all the characteristics.
It has a virtual darkness in it.
But when it is open, when you look at it, you will feel that the whole universe is there.
You can’t help but be attracted to it, and the whole person slowly dissipates, just like the universe flows and everything disappears.
"Well," burnham suddenly grabbed his sword hilt than stuffy hum a..
"You … eyes" His voice suddenly became hoarse, and it was difficult to speak.
"My … eyes?" Chen Senran didn’t sound like a human voice when he finished speaking. His palm was consciously squeezed together and suddenly a flame rose in his palm.
The flame burned the darkness around and made it empty.
Whether it is empty is not the original sky or the darkness covering the flame, but it is like tearing the original curtain from the whole day and revealing the emptiness behind it.
Exhaustion
The emptiness is still spreading, and they roll up the center of Chen Senran and spread around.
The darkness is retreating at a high speed, and it is melting as fast as ice and snow meet the sun.
The number of soldiers rolled up by the darkness was torn directly by the virtual and tore into ashes without leaving a trace.
The heavy rain has been completely driven out of this sky, and the whole world is a combination of darkness and emptiness.
In the picture, the number of flustered people is floating and dissipating.
If you look at it from the highest sky, it really looks like a picture of the last days.
"Let’s go." Balzac waved his sword to stop one of those spreading emptiness, but directly even the sword was swallowed up by half.
He was so scared that he hurriedly pulled a handful of Erilia, who had just come from the sky, and ran towards the distance.
He can hope that this terrible virtual force has an end.
Irelia glanced at the sky and finally followed Balzac to retreat.
There is a man still standing still in the whole hellish picture.