Be dragged into the room by the succubus

"What? Is it surprising?"

Although it was only for a moment, Ning Feng still caught the fleeting stiffness and nodded in satisfaction.

Laugh happily.

After there were no other people in the scene, Ning Feng, who had no worries about the future, did not need to work hard to maintain his superficial kindness.

He started to indulge his negativity.

I have a showdown, I don't pretend anymore.

You are a little scared.

I'm really not a nice person!

"you……"

Ning Feng didn't wait for Li Tiandu to finish, and pointed directly at the place where the shadow of Li Tiandu's feet fell, the seemingly empty ground.

"I don't mean to be bluffing. I'm talking about the altar there. Do I need to continue?"

silence.

The unspeakable silence finally turned into a sigh of incomprehensible meaning.

"Ugh……"

The old man stared at the young man who could vaguely see his face as a child, as if he had finally removed the false mask, and asked in surprise:

"Since when did you find out?"

Shrugging his shoulders, Ning Feng didn't step forward, but waved the bat wings on his back and floated up, reaching the height where he was at eye level with Li Tiandu.

"As a reward for your generosity just now, you can try it now to see if I am bluffing."

"But you can give up. Unless I die, it will always lose its function."

Then, regardless of the other party's reaction, Ning Feng said to himself:

"As for the reason, the hint you gave me is quite unexpected."

Like a few treasures, he pinched his fingers and counted:

"For example, after I entered the church, you took a step forward silently, but when I stopped, you stopped moving forward, and your body relaxed... What are you afraid of being discovered?"

"As you spoke, you flew up a little higher silently, deliberately drawing my eyes away from my feet."

"In addition, among the countless altars scattered throughout the central area, the most critical central part is missing."

"Another example……"

With a smile on his face, his eyes were flickering cold, staring at the fallen angel's expression that gradually cooled down, Ning Feng continued to laugh and said:

"I never thought it was as simple as you staying here just to appreciate the burning of Bencheng from a distance."

"It's too far away, there's no way for you to truly witness the death of a city."

"It's too close here. If you want to control it remotely, you could hide farther and hide better."

"This place is inappropriate no matter how you say it, but you still appear here..."

"Unless here is irreplaceable, you have a reason to come."

Ning Feng said it easily and freely, and said it with certainty, as if everything had been seen through by him.

But it's all acting.

The words he said just now are almost all lies.

It's different from Jiang Wan and the others who don't know Li Tiandu's purpose.

In Ning Feng's vision, everything in the Illusory Church has returned to its most essential appearance, including the energy flow in it.

The connection between the fallen angels and the central altar of the church has never been broken!

"Don't make it too complicated, let's cut the gossip, after all..."

Raising his head, Ning Feng stared at the shadowed face with his back turned to the moonlight, and said with a smile:

"Time is running out for you, and for me... isn't it?"

For Ning Feng, the legendary magic power will be exhausted sooner or later, and there is a price for maintaining a high degree of demonization.

Not counting the pain of being ignored, if it lasts too long, he may never be able to change back, and in the future he can only live as a succubus...

It's not that the succubus is bad, it's just that he prefers and is more used to the human body.

On the other side, while maintaining the illusion of the church, Li Tiandu has been sending his life energy into the altar...through that evil-looking pipe organ.

From the very beginning, he regarded himself as one of the sacrifices.

Through blood and sacrifice, the pipe organ is like a transfer station that closely connects Li Tiandu and the altar.

If he succeeds, the individual named "Li Tiandu" will disappear completely, and what descends here will be a consciousness clone of a certain god.

Regardless of the outcome, the former watchman, now fallen angel, never intended to let himself survive.

"It seems that you know more than I thought."

But while marveling, Li Tiandu was a little confused:

"Then why are you in such a hurry to fight me, as long as you wait a little longer, I will die too."

Are you in such a hurry to die?

"Why are you asking me?"

The smile disappeared instantly like a phantom, Ning Feng stared at the fallen angel, and the long suppressed anger spread silently.

"Did I say that? Let it all end between the two of us."

The ferocious long sword coagulated with blood drew out from the shadow under his feet, and Ning Feng pointed at the fallen angel with the same movements as Jiang Wan.

"Only you and me, no one else involved, not even gods."

"Either you kill me and continue with your impossible ritual."

"Either I kill you and end this loathsome bondage."

"There is no other choice."

The killing intent is wild.

His gaze gradually returned to the previous kindness, and Li Tiandu asked for the last time:

"Son, why do you insist on forcing me? All I do is to bring my family back."

Similarly, Ning Feng answered for the last time:

"What a coincidence, I just want my former 'family' to return to the way it was."

We were once family too.

What I want to do is to let you walk back to the right path from the abyss of distortion.

Ugh……

With a long sigh, darkness gathered in the hands of the skinny fallen angel, turning into a ferocious black dragon spear and hanging down.

"My child... I clearly intend to let you go."

Completely tearing up the camouflage and firm appearance, raised his head again, showing the crazy appearance that appeared in front of Shirene.

"Why don't you listen to me?"

The figure disappeared into the moonlight, and the next moment, a fallen angel appeared behind Ning Feng, stabbing his dragon spear at the back of Ning Feng forcefully!

Clang! ! !

The figure of the demon flew upside down, but quickly turned around in the air, blocking the continuous fast pursuit.

Clang clang!

laugh!

The bat wing was pierced by the dragon spear, but quickly dissipated in the next second, turning into an afterimage.

Also appearing in the shadow behind the fallen angel, Ning Feng stabbed straight at him!

That action was exactly the same as Li Tiandu's before.

The same goes for the ending!

The long sword was held directly by the pitch-black wings behind it, and sparks burst out, making a loud metal-like noise.

Whoosh!

Leaning back to avoid the approaching spear, Ning Feng swung his bat wings and retreated quickly.

"Don't use anything else, just come to melee combat... Even now you still refuse to give up? You are so arrogant."

Sighing, Ning Feng rushed towards the crazy fallen angel again!

However, it is just what I want!

In the wordless confrontation, two evil figures quickly overlapped.

The moment the two weapons collided.

Amidst the roaring noise, he stared at the old man who once called him his father in his heart.

For no reason, Ning Feng remembered the poems he had read in the Forsaken Book...

The poem to my father——

"Do not go gentle into that good night"

[Do not go gentle into that good night,

Old age should burn and roar at sunset;

Rage, rage against the passing of the light. 】