Chapter 690

If Sharon is still in Chernobyl and looks up at the sky, he can be surprised to find that a bloody moon hangs out of thin air.

Milky white holy light, emanating from this strange blood moon, is like a big bowl, including the whole Chernobyl. Seeing all this, the guide and the DV brother have knelt piously and stammered in prayer.

For them, this is a miracle.

Their prayers seemed to be heard by the Lord, and wisps of white light fell from the sky like snowflakes. The tour guide and DV brother surprisingly extended their hands to meet them. However, after the white light fell on them, they immediately integrated into their bodies, and they fell into a deep sleep.

Those other ghosts, once infected with these white lights, turn into white fireballs and burn to ashes in the blink of an eye.

For a time, a ball of white light rose everywhere in Chernobyl. Even if these ghosts hid in the sewer or the basement of residential buildings, it was useless. Those white lights would drill through various cracks to find these monsters with green eyes.

The guide's cousin, with a beard on his face, is a typical Russian man. But this strong man like a bear is now curled up in the pickup truck rolling on the roadside, shaking with fear. Until the white light came and burned all the people and ghosts lying on the car to ashes, he trembled and got out of the car and knelt on the ground.

A white beam of light fell from the sky and landed steadily on him. He narrowed his eyes, raised his head and tried to see clearly. Then he saw that the white light column fell from a figure with wings.

"Angel?"

The man trembled, but he was no longer afraid, but excited. This big man is now like an angry little daughter-in-law returning to her mother's house, desperately kowtowing to the figure in the sky and loudly chanting a eulogy.

"Plop, plop..." people fell from the sky and fell in front of the man. The man was startled. When he looked carefully, he found that one of them was very serious. It was his cousin who called himself. As for the others, although they don't know each other, according to their appearance, they should be tourists sneaking in here with their cousins.

When these people fell, the pillar of light disappeared, and the angel disappeared.

The man immediately understood that it was an angel who saved him and sent his cousin and his party to him. He hurriedly prayed again, went to his guide cousin, looked at the guide who was still sleeping, shook his head and said: "I have said that Chernobyl is a vicious place, and there will be an accident sooner or later to make money in this place... Damn, the car is broken, so many people, how can I take you away?"

If it had been before, he would have dared to leave mark and others and only take his cousin. But these people are all sent by angels. He really doesn't dare to care. After all, he also has to consider whether he will die, go to hell or go to heaven in the future.

"Forget it, see if this old car can move."

Not to mention the rough man's attempt to repair the pickup truck in the ditch, Yakun converged and flew over the residential building hiding the special underpass. It was the sentence "have fun" that Sharon said that Akron disguised himself as an angel.

Obviously, he was an ancient god suppressed by heaven, but now he is worshipped as a savior. This sense of difference makes Yakun feel very excited. In fact, she was playing a little more, but just a few seconds ago, Sharon suddenly disappeared. She couldn't determine Sharon's position at all.

If it wasn't for Yakun to keep in touch with Sharon, her subconscious action would be to turn the whole Chernobyl over directly.

According to Sharon's instructions, Akron restrained her temper. She wanted to go back to the underground platform to see Jamie left there and the remains of the ancient gods left under the platform.

But at the entrance of the underpass, Akron was stopped by the black man.

"You're not dead yet?"

Akron logo was a little surprised, but the above was just her idea and didn't say it.

The black man's clothes still kept the appearance of a gentleman before, but his expression was a little ferocious. If you look carefully, you can find that his head was bald, as if his hair had been lifted by fire.

"Those mortals have nothing to do with you. Why should you mind your own business and those ordinary mortals?" The black man fiercely tore off his tie and roared at Akron with a ferocious face, "don't pack any virgin white lotus. Don't forget that your ancient gods also took mortals as food."

Yakun wanted to refute, but just wanted to open his mouth, he remembered that the idiot couldn't hear anything at all, and he was too lazy to speak. As soon as I pointed forward, more than a dozen big eye tentacles shot out of her arm like a poisonous snake, opened a big mouth and bit hard at the black man.

The black man snorted, and his hands danced in the air as if they were playing the piano. Suddenly, monotonous but strange notes jumped out of his fingertips. The tentacles that were supposed to rush on the black people immediately counseled for some reason. Around the black man, but he didn't dare to come forward.

Yakun also frowned. Although the note didn't cause any harm to her, it was like you were sleeping. As a result, there was the harsh engine sound of ghost fire teenagers outside the window. The mood was absolutely good. She stared at the black man in disgust, and immediately decided that she couldn't let this damn guy die so happily.

"Better than music? Than noise? "

Akron shook his head and disdained to sneer. One tentacle opened his mouth and spit out an octagonal music box. Before the black man could react, the music box automatically opened, and a model of a little girl in a ballet skirt began to spin at the black man.

As the plastic figure rotates, there is also a pleasant but abnormal music.

"Ding Dong, Ding Dong, Ding Dang..."

When the music box opened and the music began to play, the black man felt something wrong. But when he wanted to rush forward and turn off the music box, he was surprised to find that no matter how he moved, the distance between himself and the music box had not been shortened.

Since he couldn't rush, he turned and wanted to escape. This time, he managed to escape into the underground passage, but the strange music was always wrapped around his ears and echoed... Repeated... Echoed

I don't know how long it took. Anyway, the black finally escaped to the iron door leading to the platform. Suddenly, there was a "click" in his ear, and the music disappeared.

The black man trembled all over. He didn't feel any security. Instead, a deep crisis arose in his heart. He pushed open the iron door and stumbled in. But don't forget that in the previous battle between Jamie and Sharon, he shook the platform into powder with one finger, so the black couldn't take precautions, stepped empty and fell directly into the bottomless abyss.

The black man was surprised and wanted to fly, but there was a wave of suction from afar, which made him fall involuntarily. At this critical moment, a slender arm stretched out from above, grabbed the black collar and prevented the black from falling.

"Oh, my God!"

The black man sighed slightly and looked up at his rescuer. Then he saw a little girl in a white ballet skirt lying over his head.

The little girl has no facial features and only a row of ferocious and sharp fangs on her face!