Not only inside the church, but also the entire Star Lake outside the church, and even the entire Gramorn, were plunged into absolute darkness at this moment. Gesmore escaped from a cage, but found himself in another larger cage.
Faced with this scene, Gesmore felt a chill in her heart, and then she didn't think much about it, and rushed out quickly towards an unknown place in the darkness. She didn't have any other thoughts in her mind now, she just wanted to escape from this damn darkness. This darkness should not be infinite, and she will definitely be able to rush out.
However, before Gesmore could rush too far, another sharp pain appeared in her body. Without any warning, Gesmore felt that her abdomen was stabbed from back to front. The mysterious enemy had caught up with her at some point!
Being attacked again, this time, Gasmore made up her mind. Based on the position of her injury, she turned over and slashed in the direction where the enemy should be behind her. Then she was blocked by the opponent. After losing her vision, hearing and smell, Gasmore successfully judged the enemy's position again, although her counterattack was still blocked.
Then, knowing that he still couldn't escape, Gusmore simply floated in place and began to be alert to his surroundings again, guarding against the incoming attack.
Now, Gesmore can't see, hear, smell or feel... All she can rely on now is her strong vitality. After being cut by a sword, she will immediately judge the enemy's position based on her own pain and quickly launch a counterattack, obtaining the enemy's position at the cost of being severely injured.
Just like that, in the midst of waves of painful beatings, in the midst of cuts like slow slicing, Gasmore began to fight back against the invisible enemy again and again. Although her counterattacks were either avoided or blocked, Gasmore still insisted on this style of fighting that used injury in exchange for knowledge. She was expecting the opponent to make mistakes and hoping for a miracle to happen.
However, the miracle did not come to Ghasmore, and what replaced it was indeed deeper despair.
After repeated painful counterattacks, Gusmore discovered that the opponent's offensive began to weaken, and the originally vicious sword blade gradually did not hurt as much when it hit his body.
Faced with this situation, Gesmore initially thought that the opponent's strength was running out and she was about to rely on her own strength to hold on, but it was not until one of Gesmore's hands was cut off that she discovered the problem.
In the darkness, Gesmore couldn't see exactly how big her wound was, but she knew without even looking how big the wound on her severed arm was; it would not exceed the cross-section of the arm.
Gsmore knew clearly how much pain a broken arm would cause her. Now she was surprised to find that the pain she felt when she broke her arm just now was far less than the pain she had felt before. It was only then that she realized that it was not that the enemy's offensive had weakened, but that her ability to feel pain had weakened.
Gusmore found that gradually, his last remaining sense of tactile pain was disappearing rapidly and was swallowed up by the darkness along with his other senses.
“No…No!!”
Until this time, Gesmore was afraid. Before she lost her senses, she was just panicking, but when she lost her sense of pain, she really began to be afraid. She was always arrogant and looked down on everything, but now she finally began to be afraid.
"No! Don't take this away!! It's painful!! This is a gift from the Queen to us!!"
In the darkness, Gsmore began to wail. She began to attack everything around her indiscriminately, trying to stop the pain from disappearing. However, all this was in vain. Gsmore found that she felt less and less pain, and her last sense became weaker and weaker, and finally disappeared completely.
"Don't do that! Stop it!!"
At this time, the arrogance in Gasmore's heart had completely disappeared, and the only emotion left in her heart was fear.
After losing her vision, hearing, smell, and spiritual perception, she finally lost her sense of pain and touch. Now she can't perceive anything. All she sees, hears, feels, and touches is endless darkness.
Perception... is the channel for obtaining information. If you lose all perception, you will face the endless unknown. The unknown... is the source of fear, the most sincere fear. Because in the spiritual expression of "shadow", one of the most important layers is fear. The endless unknown hidden in the eternal darkness is one of the essences of "shadow" and the authority held by the Lord of "shadow".
After losing all her senses, Gsmore had gone completely crazy. She no longer attacked randomly, but began to create countless blood needles, stabbing herself frantically. She used all her strength to activate the divinity given to her by the Spider Queen, and frantically created extreme pain for herself, wanting to experience pain again and use pain to get rid of fear.
However, all this was of no avail. No matter how much she abused herself, Gsmore could not feel any pain. So she went crazy and began to create blood thorns to pierce herself in order to experience the pain again. In this way, she fell into endless self-consumption.
"Pain...gift...the Queen's...gift..."
It was unknown how long she had been in this darkness where she could not feel anything, but Gasmore had finally exhausted her spirituality. After losing the support of her spirituality, her regeneration could no longer be maintained, and Gasmore welcomed the death she had brought upon herself.
"Click"
Suddenly, there was a sound of glass breaking, and in the dark space of the village, cracks emitting silver light began to spread everywhere, eventually spreading to the entire space.
Qianxun:!..Free!,Novel,!Skirt,?"2.!:?5?.!5.5?9,?5:3,?.,0.::0 Finally, the pure black space collapsed with a loud bang, shattering into pieces like glass. After the black fragments dissipated in the space, the silver moonlight in the sky fell down and shone on the surface of the Star Lake again.
In the night sky, the full moon was still hanging high in the sky. The surface of the Star Lake was illuminated by the moonlight, and rippling waves were shining. On the edge of the lake, two strange figures were standing there.
There was a group of twisted and horrible corpses. The bloody female corpse was pierced with sharp blood thorns, which fixed it to the ground and prevented it from falling. Blood kept flowing out of the wounds, dyeing the soil on the ground red and flowing into the lake beside it. She looked up to the sky with her eyes and mouth wide open, filled with fear.
The other one was in front of the horrible corpse. There was a strange girl with long silver hair and a white veil, floating slightly in the air. A large area of her skin was as transparent as crystal and mirror, especially on her hands. Although the chest, waist and face were also crystal clear, they still maintained the texture of snow-white skin. On her delicate face, like a jade carving, there was a pair of eyes with silver pupils, revealing an indifferent expression.
Under the moonlight, the mirror girl quietly looked at the silent Gasemore in front of her. She did nothing, as if she was waiting for something. Not long after, there were strange movements in Gasemore's body.
Driven by some mysterious force, Gusmore's head, which had been motionless, slowly began to move again, silently lowered, and looked at the girl in front of him. In his wide-open eye sockets, eight pupils began to move around rapidly, and finally stopped at the same time to stare at the object in front of him.
Facing the scene before her, the Mirror Girl Disappeared and spoke in a cold tone.
"Long time no see, Morrigan, how are you..."
Hearing the girl's words, "Gesmore's" head trembled mechanically twice, then opened its mouth and spoke in a hoarse voice.
"Selene...
"You... at this time, you can still maintain your self, and even get involved in Buchutun again... it's unexpected..."
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