Broken air and shadow (1)

[Overseas and Xuanjie]
This is the mysterious world. The desperation of the once revived is once again deeply buried in the ethereal mysterious world. It is another brand new world. This is the harbinger of the dead spirit before the death of the soul. The first step of the film is in 279 years. Everything here is full of primitive atmosphere, and the blackened land is faintly smeared with black debris floating in the air. It is hard to imagine that it is full of blood red in such a land that is extremely ridiculously burned by war. 】.
The first order is the prison.
This land stands on a conical stone island, and the tip is deeply plunged into the earth. It actually oozes a red liquid, just like blood. It is the scent of [Charming].
The island was shrouded in faint golden light, and it was faintly visible that there were strange runes looming over it.
In the golden light envelope, it constitutes an enchantment, in the middle is a huge six-pointed star array method, but it radiates a golden atmosphere to the outside, and the atmosphere gradually condenses into a golden dragon, flying around the six-pointed star.
The people in the six-pointed star are pale, thin, with big eyes, but they are empty and dull, their fingers curled up slightly, their chests are regularly together, wearing a black dress, this is a child, the face is exquisitely like jade carving There is a dragon figure reflected in the hollow pupil. There are six blood-red swords that pierce his throat, left and right hands, left and right ankles, and the heart. Surprisingly, no blood flowed out of the wound, but his mouth was constantly bleeding outside, and the lines in the six-pointed star underneath cleverly merged, gradually forming a blood-red pattern, and the six-pointed star made a harsh scream. Then the blood is as clean as it has been absorbed.
Then the child's mouth began to ooze again. It seems that his blood is not limited. So this week, the child's face still does not see a trace of blood.
The black dress on his body was like the one that was dyed by the night, and it was spotless. Even the blood that he would not exhaust could not give this extremely suppressed black a little bit of strange color.
His sleeves embroidered three words with gold thread:
Lucifer.
Cry Critical Third-order Jerusalem The center of this continent is the most deserted area, with a huge circular open space in the middle, and the ground is light blue, showing a strange atmosphere.
"Teacher, I know." A girl said to the shadow in front of her, there was no expression, and the whole face was carrying a murderous gas. The country is full of ice, and the long blue hair is behind the head, and the body is wrapped in a white long-distance running.
The shadows in front of her disappeared gradually, as if they had never appeared before, leaving only one sentence: "Let those people sleep."
There was lightning in the sky that cut through the sky, like tearing the darkness of the sky, and waving a light arc in the distant sky.
She looked up and stared at the dark sky.
There was a faint scream from the distance.
The heavy rain poured down, the turbid rain poured from the sky, dripping into her pupils, and then quickly fell down, and the horns dripped down the cheeks to the ground and stirred up a touch of water stains.
Reaching his hand on the face with a half-rimmed gold-lined mask, the water on the ground was stirred up by the high water.

The second middle school of Yanggao County, Shanxi Province, Shanxi Province, the second day: the fire of death