Whispering Poems

Whispering Poems Chapter 336

2021-09-17

Chapter 335 The Power of Gluttony

The food was swallowed by Miss Prince, without divinity The power of Shade and a strange soul like Shade, the power of just one, almost made the female warlock lost in endless desire.

"This"

She couldn't imagine how Shade ate this whole thing just now.

"Not enough!"

The captain said, slamming his fingers on the tabletop, urging her to continue. .

So Miss Princes gritted her teeth and took another, and hesitantly threw it into her mouth.

"Oh!"

She had to hold on to the table to stand firm, and for a moment just now, she almost felt that the ship was about to take away her irrational soul.

"Not enough!"

The captain said again, the murloc's face was particularly ugly, and there was actually the sound of waves in his voice.

Miss Prince looked towards Shade's back, touched her ruby earrings, pulled out the slender red ribbon, wrapped the red ribbon around the third bean and threw it into her mouth.

The Evil Spirits looked at her, the cold and humid wind quickly losing the body temperature. She closed her eyes tightly, and took a long time to open them, and the red-haired girl felt the limit.

"Do you know what I'm going to say?"

The captain asked loudly, the nine rings glistening in his hand, and the restless sailors made more terrifying and eerie noises.

Miss Prince clenched her fists:

"What do you want to say?"

"What did you eat"

"Not enough!"

Jingle~
As if someone had rang a small bell in the ear, the sound of the banquet opening reminder was light and sweet, and the diffused sound waves instantly suppressed all other sounds around.

"What?"

The light of scarlet appeared in the cabin at some point, and Shade, who was lying on the table, pressed his hand on the table.

He raised his head with an expression that seemed to eat everything in front of him. The eyes looked towards the captain on the opposite side, the black coat turned towards the scarlet, the life ring behind him automatically emerged, and the brilliance of the spirit rune of [Gluttony] almost suppressed all other lights in the cabin.

He agreed to the final bet on purpose because "she" had reminded him of what was going to happen next, and he understood what was going to happen.

Shade in red-clothed sat at one end of the long table full of banquets. As he got up, the dilapidated wooden table he was pressing quickly grew longer and wider, and the white tablecloth was silent. With the sound of the sound, more food on the table filled the gap, and the food that had no taste began to emit aroma.

The dinner plate became brighter, golden candlesticks fell one by one in the center of the tableware, and the warm candlelight illuminated all the Evil Spirits, and also illuminated the surprised expressions of the murloc captain and the red-haired girl .

"It's snowing on the Mystical Locks!?"

This is what the captain said, and the last sentence "not enough" just now was said by Shade.

The familiar long table appeared, but there was no mummy wrapped in white cloth hanging from the head. On the contrary, spirit rune - the little girl selling matches lights up, snowflakes slowly fall from the sky, the pale green light and the scarlet light overlap, making the cabin more dreamy and blurred.

This is the mystery, when Shade's hunger breaks through a certain limit, and the extreme desire for gluttony hooks up the spirit rune, which in turn awakens the power that was deposited in his soul because of devouring the gods. .

[The Lord of the Blood Feast] desires to eat and gains strength through the blood feast, but the gods endure the violent desire to eat at any moment. Shade perfectly repeats this bizarre state, in order to evoke the true power of [Gluttony].

The use of Mystery Lock requires an excessive amount of spirit, because the accumulated spirit that has nowhere to vent is finally useful because it eats too many things that should not be eaten. In the state of divine afterglow, dominated by the spirit rune of [gluttony], the power belonging to the Evil God manifests in Shade.

This is not a myth of [Gluttony], because Shade actually didn't realize the power of [Blood Feast Lord] gluttony and cannibalism. Therefore, 【Gluttony】is not enough to form a new Mystic Art, so the huge spirit and the gluttony power from the gods show its formidable power through the Mystic Art that Shade consumes the most at present - Mystic 【Little Match Girl】.

This is not a permanent change. If Shade still has the chance to be so hungry, and the spirit at that time is unusually abundant, there is also an abnormal state of divine afterglow, and the seat is full of "people" At the long dining table, the goddess ceremony that fits the [Lord of the Blood Feast] may be able to reproduce the scene at the moment.

The snowflakes fell over the long table full of food, and when they were sprinkled on the food, they made the food even more shiny. The top of the cabin disappeared, the deep night sky shone here, and the silver moon quietly echoed with the stars.

The sound of the waves appeared from nowhere, but it couldn't shake the scene at this time. The environment of the cabin is becoming more and more illusory, the ground is shaking slightly, and on the wooden floor of the dilapidated cabin, the long street pavement made of bricks is covered under the feet under the moonlight.

The order of the street in the snowy night overcomes the chaos of the pirate ship.

The snow falls in the night sky under the silver moon, the long table is placed on the snowy street, the quiet street composed of long stones extends to the distance, and on the streets on both sides of the long table, the shape The elegant black railway lights are turned on in sequence, the bright yellow warm light illuminates the shops on the street, illuminates the strange streetscape, and also illuminates the Evil Spirit, the captain, the Shade, the Miss Princes behind Shade.

The round stool under him transforms into a luxurious golden back seat, dressed in red formal suits, Shade leans back on the comfortable backrest, and beside Miss Prince is subconsciously. Reach out there. He was in a comfortable body, but he had to endure the intense pain of being unable to eat. The golden light marks on his body like burning embers just highlighted Shade's strange figure at the moment:

"Not enough!"

The palms slapped on the table, showing so much power from hunger, but that hunger became stronger. The urge to eat enlivens the power and stimulates the power that has settled in the soul.

And now the Evil Spirits sitting at the long table have all become guests of the blood feast.

They were growling, they were screaming, but no one could leave the table. The snow was gradually melting their shells, and the tablecloth was absorbing their power. Pirates want to snatch wealth that doesn't belong to them, but they are the ones to be plundered when a stronger force emerges.

They shouldn't make Shade so hungry.

The blood-colored fog drifted silently on the snowy streets. The night wind swept the snowflakes and scattered. The fluttering snow stained Shade's shoulders, but it also made the owner of the blood banquet look even more mysterious. .

The Shade at this moment is certainly not as good as the god who held the blood feast, but the mystery that can be fully unfolded when the ring is high, plus a little divine radiance, is enough to suppress the ship.

"You win, get out of here!"

The murloc captain, sitting at the other end of the long table covered with a white tablecloth and served with sumptuous food, was constantly in the surrounding cabin environment. While being eroded by Xue Ye, he already realized that something was wrong. At this moment, he resolutely gave up the fight with Shade, but Shade, who was trying to maintain his sanity, shook his head:
"Not enough!"

PS : The last picture is obviously to accumulate hunger, accumulate spirit, otherwise what is this setting used for. There is a slight foreshadowing. If you don’t understand it, you will start spraying. The author explains that she will say spoilers. In the end, it is still bullying the author for not being famous. What is the difference between throwing dice to save people and spraying someone who can’t understand it last time.