Chapter 91: Dating time (Part 2) (Second update, please give me a monthly ticket)

Perhaps because he had seen it once, Ulysses did not seem unnatural about such a strange scenery, but instead looked forward to the next meeting even more.

In the fog at dusk, he saw a blurred figure similar to Sha Ji. Due to the fog blocking, he did not see the figure clearly, which was his greatest regret.

But at this moment, he finally had the chance to know what he had been watching him today. It was precisely because he wanted to know the fear and anxiety in his heart that he chose to go on this late-night date alone without telling Noah.

The deeper blood began to spread, turning the ancient roof into a world stained with blood. It seemed as if time had turned back, and returned to the moment when those girls with different noble backgrounds welcomed death.

Then, Ulysses heard the sound, not the nursery rhymes heard at dusk, but some very uncomfortable sounds.

It was like someone was scrambling some wall with his nails, and a little bit of tremolo. And among the infinitely spreading blood, a trace of black began to appear, which seemed a little inconsistent with the blood around him.

These black filaments flew in the blood mist, slowly swelling, and then twisted like soft-bodied Toxoplasma gondii, slowly forming some black handwriting.

"You're here."

"Yes." Ulysses looked at the black handwriting calmly, but always felt a little strange. Because these handwritings were completely different from what he saw at dusk.

The handwriting left on the ground at dusk is very light and you can tell that it was written by a well-educated person. But the handwriting in front of you is like a pile of black bugs pieced together.

Squirming! Squirming! Squirming! The worm-like handwriting begins to twist, and then new handwriting is formed.

"Everything is about to end."

"You will see what you want and pay your life at the same time."

After writing this line, all the thin black lines suddenly exploded, turning into countless tiny debris and floating in the air, and then were swallowed by countless red mists.

"Ah hahahahahahahahahaha!" This is the last handwriting left before the black thin line smashed itself, full of malicious curse and madness.

"It's not you." Ulysses looked at the thin black lines that fell apart. It was not what he was looking for, nor was it what he wanted to see.

These black silks are full of evil power, but they have no effect on him. Even if they are directly invaded by it, they will definitely be completely absorbed by his dark constitution.

In this world, there is no dark curse that can harm the Demon King. Even the Dark Holy Grail, which is known as the evil of the world, cannot bring any pollution to Ulysses.

After swallowing all the remaining power of black hair, the crimson mist suddenly became calm. But Ulysses could feel that under this seemingly calm surface, some change was occurring.

Then Ulysses heard a voice, the only sound except his breath and heartbeat in this silent blood-colored world.

It was a slight "tick!tick!" sound, like the sound of some liquid slowly dripping on the ground.

Ulysses stared at the deepest part of the blood-colored mist, where there was a change that he didn't know was happening. Unlike the black hair that felt malicious just now, the change this time was the real source of his heartbeat.

"Tap! Tap!" The sound of liquid dripping keeps ringing in a slow but rhythmic way. It seems that this sound is left in the whole world, making blood flow involuntarily accelerate.

If Noah was here, she would definitely take Ulysses out of this dangerous place at all costs. But for Ulysses, this was his only chance to find the truth, so he stared at the depths of the bloody mist, waiting for the end of the change.

Where Ulysses could not see, blood-red mist was constantly gathering together, and then liquefied into real blood and dripped on the ground. This is the truth of this sound.

One drop, two drops, three drops, as time accumulates, the blood on the ground increases, but does not disperse everywhere according to the laws of nature, but gathers together under some unknown force, forming a round pattern.

As the blood dripped from the fog increased, the circular pattern began to become clearer. This was a round mirror, with some strange symbols swimming on the surface of the mirror.

At first, these symbols were a little blurred, but when the dripping blood reached a critical point, these symbols suddenly tangled together in very complex forms. If there were researchers who were proficient in ancient magic, they would probably be amazed at the complexity of these runes.

Among them, there are dragon language symbols from the dragon clan, sacrificial totems from the southern tribes, and even the inscriptions of the Western pyramids are included. Runes from different eras, regions, and races are perfectly mixed together at this moment, and finally form a vague shadow.

This shadow is the figure similar to Shaji that Ulysses saw at dusk. However, Ulysses obviously did not notice it. What he saw at that time was just an unfinished item, because this shadow had no face at all. The part that originally belonged to the face was full of hazy mist.

However, except for one position, that is the eyes. This unfinished figure has a pair of very special eyes. As the blood drops fall, other parts of the shadow's body become clearer.

The blood-red mist began to separate automatically, and a road to the center appeared in front of Ulysses.

Then, he finally saw the figure that made him feel scared and nervous. Just the first time he saw it, he understood why he was so scared that he was looking for her crazy.

The figure there had a pair of soft and clear eyes, which could not be said to be terrible, nor even any malice. In fact, she never cast a malicious look at Ulysses.

What made Ulysses feel fear, uneasy, and looking for madly is the look that stares at him; he has been chasing his figure in the corner with envious and inferior eyes since he was very young.

That gaze was staring at his tenderness, the most vulnerable treasure in the world, something he had lost and never came back.
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