After Fiona's words fell, the flame on the tip of the tail that was still burning in the night rain had already lit the ever-burning candle. The two holding hands supported and encouraged each other in the rainy night, and ran again.
Although there were still false voices and even false images appearing in the night this time, they could no longer pose a threat to them.
However, this time the two encountered something that they hadn't encountered before. When the third candle was lit, there were densely packed small black palms the size of fingers, with slender black lines connected to their tails, protruding from the dark night and reaching into the range of the candle's light.
In this case, Fiona also mentioned that if she enters the night many times, there is a chance of being attacked by similar things. Therefore, during the running process, the red dragon girl opened her mouth and spit out a fan-shaped spray flame towards the front. Although the light of the crimson flame disappeared after leaving the candle area, at least the flame cleared away the small black hands that formed a net in front.
"Moonlight Slash!"
In this case, the Moonlight Slash that can be cut into pieces is more effective. The bright silver arc light was slashed forward by Xia De, cutting off the small black hands that were continuously extending from the root.
But then the light of the candle in Fiona's hand flickered, and the third candle had already burned to the end:
"you go first."
Xia De, who had been prepared for a long time, put his arms around Fiona's waist from behind, and with a sudden force, he threw the girl who was actually not heavy, to the front of the gallery door five or six steps away.
At the last moment when the candle burned out, she managed to reach the light. But when he wiped the rain from his forehead in a panic, and turned to look at the dark night, he only saw Xia De being wrapped in countless small black hands and disappearing into the night.
"He'll be out soon."
She was looking forward to Xia De's hand stretching out from the night, but the rain that kept falling gradually swallowed her expectations over time. After counting 30 numbers in my mind, Xia De still did not appear. After counting 30 numbers, Xia De still did not appear.
Tears mixed with rain fell down his cheeks, he turned to look at the gallery behind him, wanted to buy three more candles, and then rushed into the night to rescue Shad no matter what.
And at this moment, a faint golden light glowed in her pocket. Stretching his hand into his pocket, he saw that it was Mia's doll that was glowing.
"Meow~"
Amidst the tender and soft meowing, the play idol bounced in her palm like being bounced by a spring, and then Mia returned from the doll state to the original cat posture.
It stood in Fiona's hands, a cat that never liked rain, even though it was soon wet by the rain this time, it still didn't care.
"Meow~"
Facing the dark night in front of him, the cat let out a shrill cry like a lone wolf. Even Fiona, who was not familiar with Mia, could feel the cat's sadness from that cry.
"Don't worry, I will rescue your master!"
Fiona said in a low voice, wiped the water off her face and wanted to rush into the store, but she didn't expect the cat being held to ignore her at all, jumped up, and rushed directly into the deep night:
"Meow!"
"don't want!"
Frightened, the young witch subconsciously reached out to grab it, but she didn't notice that her hand followed the cat's trajectory and stretched out into the night that the light could not cover.
Her head didn't immediately realize the dangerous fact, but the perception of her hands reminded her what she had done at this moment. The thick night is not scary, it just represents what seems to be eternity. The hand immediately "melted" into the night, the pitch black color extended along the arm, and even spread into the light. The sound of the rain in my ears became smaller and smaller, and even the tactile sensation of the rain hitting the skin seemed to have disappeared.
The night, melting Fiona Drago. However, before the despair surged, the spreading night receded.
"Meow~"
The small cat, squatting in the hands of the witch who stretched into the night very dissatisfied at the moment, turned to look at her with big amber eyes condemning, as if blaming her for stopping him.
Only then did Fiona notice that her heart
Jumping around at an unusual speed. The sound of the surrounding rain returned again, and the sound was even a bit deafening; the touch of the rain became clear again, and the impact on the body was even a little painful.
She has never been so happy to be drenched in rain, but the question arises:
"Why am I still alive?"
Her outstretched right hand is outside the bright area of the art gallery, but she can still see her hand clearly. Only then did he realize that it was not his own hand that was glowing, but the little animal in his palm that was glowing.
In the night, the fur of the orange and white cat was emitting an unusually soft light yellow light. Fiona couldn't describe this scene with her shallow words, she felt like she was holding a little sun, and felt like a cute little angel huddled in her palm.
"Meow~"
Fiona felt inexplicably that she understood cat language, so she immediately stretched out her other hand to hold the cat, then closed her eyes, and stepped into the night. This time there are no long-burning candles, but the body feels better than in those shops.
"Shad..."
The little brown leather shoes stepped on puddles on the ground, and the splashed rain wetted her black lace stockings. Fiona hurriedly walked towards the place where Shade disappeared just now. As the night was split by the warm yellow light from Mia, she finally saw another silver light in the night.
At this time, the silver light on Xia De's body was more powerful than before. He held the moonlight sword in his right hand, and kept chopping out arc-shaped light marks with his left hand, fighting against the air in the dense night like a madman. Even Fiona didn't know whether Xia De had a mental problem, or whether the enemy he encountered could not be seen by himself.
"Shad!"
"Meow!"
The voice of one person and one cat called Xia De, but in Xia De's eyes, the surroundings were completely dark. Those little hands connected with black lines were surrounded from all directions, no matter how many were cut off, more enemies would appear.
"It's not going to work like this."
Half of his body has already felt numb at this time:
"Forcibly rush over."
[Spatial movement is not allowed here. 】
"My core spiritual rune is [Silver Moon]. It would be ridiculous if I died in the night. I can feel that although the night is eroding me, the deeper the erosion, the more powerful my silver moon thaumaturgy will be. The stronger the power, the more I have to grasp the balance."
In this state, he didn't even dare to summon the life ring. Once the life ring was soaked in the night, he would be "melted" even faster:
"I'm going to use [Red Butterfly Incarnation], but this time instead of being a Red Butterfly, I'm trying to become a Moonlight Butterfly. As long as the Red Butterfly and the Red Moon can sublimate the spell into a thaumaturgy, I can still be saved."
"She" chuckled lightly:
[Very good idea, but try again next time. 】
"Why?"
At this moment, Fiona's voice and Mia's cry came at the same time. Although he thought it was another hallucination when he heard the voice, Xia De subconsciously turned his head to look.
In the thick night, a golden streak of light split the night, and as the night slowly opened to both sides, the red-haired girl holding the cat appeared in front of Xia De like a goddess of salvation.
He didn't even think about doubting it, it was an illusion in front of him, because the soft and warm light was definitely not something that the night could produce.
At this moment, Xia De almost wanted to bow down at her feet and kiss her tail. But this kind of perverted thought was only fleeting, and while Fiona was approaching, Xia De also leaned over. The warm and soft light shone on him, and those phantoms, phantom sounds, and little black hands all disappeared.
There was only the patter of rain, as if everything just now was really just an illusion.
"Fiona,
Thanks for everything, thanks to you for saving me this time. "
Exhausted Xia De said softly, raised his hand to touch his cat~www.mtlnovel.com~ and then realized that it was not Fiona's hand that was shining, but the meowing, pitiful Mi Ya.
"Get out of here first."
The red dragon girl was very sensible, so the two returned to the entrance of the art gallery from the dark night again with the help of Mia's light. At this time, the two of them and the cat were all wet, so they opened the door first and entered the interior of the art gallery.
At this time, there are only seven minutes left before Xia De's forty-minute adventure.
The occupied area of "Midnight Art Museum" is larger than the combined cafe and watch shop in front. After entering the art museum, the first is the front hall, and the deep corridor covered with oil paintings on both sides extends to the corner.
At the corner stood a full-body armor holding a sword, and the gas lamp on the wall made the shadow of the armor slant on the ground, which looked a little scary.
There was also no one in the art gallery, although it was warm and dry, but after entering it, I felt inexplicably chills in my heart, which was different from the feeling of cafes and watch shops.
Fiona, who was manipulating the flames, quickly dried herself and Xia De with the flames. When she wanted to roast the cat, the cat shook its body violently, and even had an afterimage, and it had dried most of the rainwater.
"Fiona, what happened just now, you changed Mia back to her original form?"
"No, it turned back by itself."
The red dragon girl replied that Xia De was not surprised by this, after all, this was not the first time that the cat had voluntarily released its transformation state.
"Then it was glowing just now because..."
Looking down at the cat, Mia was hugged by Xia De at this time, lying lazily on his arm, and the warm light on the cat disappeared after entering the door, as if nothing had happened.
Please pay attention to the latest chapters of Whispering Poetry ()