Chapter 915: Mist

The weapon specially used to deal with monsters has already appeared in Huayueling's hands, and his hand was slightly raised. Huayueling assumed a posture to attack, but he was still hesitating in his heart. Do you want to kill the unborn monster in front of you?
After all, the current situation is different from the previous one. The reason why he wanted to kill the monster before was because the egg was gradually cracking in front of his eyes, and the monster was about to hatch. But now it's completely different. The egg in front of you is there quietly, and the monsters that haven't been born inside have no meaning to break out of their shells.
"But even if it's just in case, it's better to solve it before it can cause more harm. This is the best choice."
Deep down in her heart, Hua Yueling reminded herself like this. Although it seems that the egg will not hatch at the moment, but thinking of her own experience, Huayueling is sure that if she ignores the egg, it will probably break out of the shell soon, and the harm it will cause will be very serious. It's difficult to control it.
This made Hua Yueling quite embarrassed. After thinking for a while, Lu Yuetong and Mu Ningshuang, who were waiting for him to eliminate the monster in the egg, were a little impatient, and he was finally able to put aside his indecision and made it. the final decision.
"No matter what, it's a monster. I can't let it appear in this world. It's too dangerous."
Hua Yueling still wanted to understand that her kind of sympathy was completely useless, it was an emotion she shouldn't have. Why should I sympathize with it? There is no such need.
In fact, thinking about it, it's still a bit disgusting, and what I have to say is just hypocritical.
Now that the decision had been made, Hua Yueling didn't hesitate anymore. When it was time to act, she and he were still very straightforward, and didn't make a fuss.
In front of Lu Yuetong and Mu Ningshuang's face, Hua Yueling raised her right hand high, and then slammed down. The weapon in his hand did not encounter any obstacles, and easily pierced the egg shell in front of him, piercing into the depth of the egg.
Accompanied by a wailing, the egg shell quickly cracked, and the whole egg was shaking violently. From this reaction, it can be seen that the monster in the egg is actually self-conscious, but there is no idea to come out yet.
"Fortunately, the action was fairly timely."
Huayueling breathed a sigh of relief, thinking so.
If this is the case, then you can’t let it escape again. Hua Yueling pulled out the weapon, and then slammed down again. Her attack was extremely powerful. With a crisp sound, the eggshell was broken, the weapon Deeply pierced into the body of the terrifying monster that had not yet been born.
The monster wailed again, and struggled more violently, resisting Hua Yueling's attack. But none of this has any effect. The "blood" flowing out of the monster's body is still not the same blood as humans. The liquid that flows out is actually black, as dark as mud, and can be referred to as black mud for short.
"call……"
He pressed the weapon in his right hand tightly, making the monster unable to escape from his own hands. Hua Yueling was waiting, waiting for the moment when the monster was killed. At present, it seems that the monster can at least hold on for a while, but Hua Yueling believes that it will lose all its strength soon, it will no longer be able to struggle, and it will no longer have the strength to think.
Lu Yuetong stared at the monster, watching the "blood" flowing out of the monster's body. It is not something that can be called blood at all, it flows slowly, and is more viscous than blood.
Staring at it for a while, Lu Yuetong's body trembled, and she couldn't imagine what the monster's body was made of.
Soon Hua Yueling felt that the monster's struggle was much smaller until it gradually disappeared. After the monster struggled and disappeared, Hua Yueling pulled out the weapon again, looked at the monster's body, and saw that it really didn't react anymore and was really killed, and then stood up.
After killing the monster, there is nothing else worth noting. Then just complete the sacrifice.
"Navala should be able to wake up after the sacrifice."
Hua Yueling thought so in her heart, but whether she can succeed or not has to look at it first.
Who knows, but he hopes so.
Navara trembled in the mist, the little girl was missing her whereabouts, her surroundings were completely covered by the mist, she couldn't see her fingers, let alone see others.
In this situation, Navala didn't know what to do. She stood still and didn't move. Standing here, she didn't even have a good idea of ​​where to go. Or just don't leave and just stay here?
Navarre stretched her hand tentatively, and then tried to reach out to test her surroundings, but there was nothing notable about her, and the little girl really disappeared from her side.
"Where did she go? How could she be missing?"
Navara was a little hard to understand, unless the little girl didn't exist from the very beginning, and only then could it make sense, why the little girl disappeared from her side.
"Is all this illusory from the beginning?"
But if it is illusory, everything is too realistic, no matter how you look at it, it doesn't look like fake, not at all.
"Why am I here?"
Navara began to recall what happened before, what happened before she came to this place. At that time...yes, it was similar to the scene when I met a little girl, except that although the sky was dark, there were no snowflakes, and the ground was not covered by snow, making it a white color.
At that time, the cold wind was blowing, and the branches and leaves were swaying, perhaps this was the only place in common.
Thinking of this, Navarre still didn't quite understand how she got here, could it be true that everything was just illusion, but now she couldn't believe that everything was real.
In the mist, she heard crying from afar, the voice of the little girl. Although she hadn't gotten along with the little girl, her voice, Navarre, was still very impressive.
"Is it her?"
With such doubts, Navaralio walked forward cautiously, looking for the little girl. Recognizing the direction of the sound, Navarre moved forward slowly, groping forward with both hands, exploring slowly in the mist.
"Is it right in front?"
Shrouded in mist, she still couldn't see clearly. She lowered her head and couldn't even see her arms and hands, let alone the little girl in the distance.
As she progressed, the cry of the little girl got closer and closer, gradually, as if it was ringing in her ears.
Navala was shocked and stopped quickly, and the feeling disappeared, as if she had never appeared before.