Mechanical Alchemist Chapter 144: 【Alice’s Tears】
“Done!”
Su Lun looked at the two people who were killed in front of him, his brows relaxed slightly.
Killing two people was also expected.
Before taking action, he guessed that the action of raising his hand and raising the gun was too obvious to hide from the high-level professionals.
The opponent cannot just watch him kill the field warlock, so someone must want to rescue him.
The scythe that slashes while raising the gun is the real hidden murderous intention. It is to kill a second-level professional who comes to the rescue while killing the field-control mage.
Now it seems that the effect is good.
.....
Sulun is very self-aware.
After all, I am only one person, no matter how strong I am, I am still one level.
Even if you have a sickle in hand, it will be very difficult for the enemy to kill again if they are on guard after being discovered.
The second-level professional will not stand there waiting for him to kill.
So, Su Lun still needs a helper.
How to grab the enemy BOSS when there are few people, and still kill enemies several times larger than yourself?
The best way is naturally to kill the enemy's field control with a sneak attack and let the monsters go berserk.
This is also the reason why he chose to kill the blue-robed warlock immediately.
Just before the eyes, the Weeping Witch was no longer covered by the "slow light", and a shrill scream of relief came from her throat. In an instant, the attack speed of her hair manipulation increased by 50% visibly to the naked eye!
The few second-level professionals in the field were able to cope with the siege of Hairpin with ease before, but now they were beaten into a panic in an instant.
I was too tired to deal with the hair for a while, and couldn't spare my hand to deal with Su Lun, the sneak attacker.
Looking at the few rays of shocked and murderous eyes looking towards him, Su Lun was not afraid at all. He didn't stop the movements in his hands, and once again used his fingers to move the invisible zombie beside him, and slashed at another target not far away.
Seeing this, the "Juggler" Lloyd's face changed suddenly, and he obviously realized something, and he shouted: "Stop him quickly!"
Silver and black threads intertwined, like two players in a tug-of-war. He used the threads to control the witch, but at the same time he could not move.
Lloyd knew very well the key points of his control. If something goes wrong with him, the raging witch will completely break free from her restraints, and waiting for them will definitely end in failure or even a desperate situation!
However, when several second-order people in the field looked at the spatial rift that killed Bloom with one move, how could they not guess that it was the famous forbidden object [Hypnos's Black Scythe of Night] 】The sound of cutting out?
Now that you know it, who dares to use your body to block it?
What's more, you can't stop it even if you want to!
The next moment, another space crack slashed out, accurately appearing on the neck of "Juggler" Lloyd.
Quietly, heads fell.
Su Lun thought that his sword would be able to kill the immobile puppet master, but unexpectedly, when the head fell to the ground, he did not see the "gray mist".
“Eh...not dead?!”
Su Lun’s pupils shrank suddenly, and his instinctive crisis reaction made him duck and hide behind the invisible living corpse.
The next moment, he heard the sound of breaking wind, and several poisonous needles spurted out from the mouth of the broken head, hitting the invisible living corpse in front of him with a "thud" and falling to the ground.
Looking again, Lloyd's headless corpse's robe was torn, and an ugly dwarf one meter tall came out.
"Is this Lloyd's identity?"
Su Lun also didn’t expect that the famous puppet master was actually a dwarf with an ugly face.
.....
Although the witch is strange and not very intelligent, she also knows that the biggest threat is the guy who controls her!
Lloyd avoided Suellen's murderous intention, but he couldn't avoid the silver hair that was everywhere in the monastery.
After decapitation, the surgery is interrupted.
Now he is forced to give up his puppet body and loses the ability to control most of the black lines.
Without the restraints of the black thread, the witch's silver hair was freed, and the piercing scream resounded throughout the cursed space.
In an instant, the sky was densely packed with wildly spreading silver hair, and the strands and strands quickly wrapped the monastery into a silver cocoon.
The "infinite hair" they had always wanted to obtain from the witch's violent rage has now become a talisman.
As soon as the dwarf landed, a bunch of silver hair that looked like a sharp spear poked out, and with a "clang" sound, a fist-sized hole was poked in the stone floor.
The puppet master's physical agility is far inferior to that of other professions. Although the dwarf tried his best to avoid it, it still felt like a sharp knife had slipped through it and pierced his thigh, and blood flowed all over the floor...
What’s even more despairing is that in the blink of an eye, the silver hair in the air condensed into more than a dozen spears, and "whoosh", "whoosh" and "whoosh" pierced the air and stabbed them down.
Lloyd looked ashen.
At this critical moment, Toyin, the "Mechanical Tyrannosaurus" closest to the dwarf, had faster eyes and hands. The mechanical arm that was originally charging the steam boiler to attack the witch's body instantly changed its direction and ejected, destroying the silver spear. Only then was the rescue Killed the dwarf.
Silver hair is all over the sky, like a downpour, there is no escape.
Several other second-level professionals are also busy taking care of themselves, and are more or less injured...
And the first-level warlock who used "Twining Thorns" tried his best to avoid several spears, but was still poked with blood holes in his face with despair...
The originally stalemate battle situation was broken in an instant, and the defeat was like a **** breaking, which was irreversible.
The dwarf saw that he was unable to do anything, and shouted with a dark face: "Retreat! Exit the cursed space first!"
Four second-level professionals gathered together, destroyed a patch of silver hair on their heads, and tore apart a scroll before they were completely trapped.
The scroll shattered, a magic light door appeared out of thin air, and several people rushed out without hesitation.
.....
“I thought I could kill a few more...”
Su Lun looked at the few guys escaping from the light door and felt a little regretful.
Being able to prevent falling into a dream and preparing means of escape, these people in the Oliver family are obviously fully prepared.
But they could escape, but Selun could not.
Not to mention that the magic light door disappeared as soon as it appeared. Even if it had not disappeared, it was impossible for him to follow them out and "send death".
The scream sounded, and all the "nutrients" in the mist were cleared away.
Su Lun was the only living person left in the huge cursed space.
Now that there is no one to attract firepower, the tall Blood Sister’s only target is him.
“I hope my inference is correct...”
I exhaled a breath of thick air.
Suellen took off his gas mask and put the [Brooke's Harmonica] in his hand to his mouth.
Although I have never learned the harmonica in my previous life, this instrument is not too difficult, and I have already mastered it very well in the scraped soul fragments.
He didn’t think much about it and remembered a slow folk song. It was a tune he heard hummed by the NPCs in the "Legend of Notre Dame" space.
The melody was melodious and resounded throughout the monastery.
The arrogant silver-haired people around seemed to understand the sadness in those melodies, and suddenly became soft, like water plants in a clear lake, floating in the wind...
Looking at the scene in front of him out of the corner of his eye, Su Lun also played more and more calmly, with an unhurried rhythm.
In the distance, the five-meter-tall Bloody Nun also lost her ferocious look and stood there blankly.
She seemed to have recalled something, and crystal tears slowly overflowed from the corners of her eyes.
Su Lun was still playing the tune, and the surrounding scenery was changing rapidly.
As if going back in time, the surrounding ruins were restored to their original appearance in an instant, turning into the majestic white monastery.
Snowflakes are gradually falling in the sky, and pigeons are flying on the dome again...
The scene around me flashed, as if I had gone back to a thousand years ago.
A young nun would often stand alone in the attic, playing the song that carried her longing, waiting for her beloved to return safely from the battlefield.
They had agreed that he would definitely come back during that snowy winter.
.....
Not long after, the song ends.
"I was entrusted by Mr. Brooke to bring this harmonica back to you."
Suellen stopped, wondering if Alice could understand what had become weird. Seeing that the witch had calmed down, he handed over the harmonica.
He continued: "He asked me to tell you that he can't keep the appointment, and he asked you not to wait for him."
Silver hair gently took the harmonica engraved with "Brooke & Alice" and handed it to the young nun.
A smile gradually overflowed on her face. She seemed to see some beautiful picture in front of her eyes, and heard a thin whisper: "Have you finally come back to see me..."
With a flash of light, a handsome man in military uniform appeared in the courtyard of the monastery. He smiled and held the hand of his beloved girl, and said softly: "Yes, I'm back."
They vowed to love each other for the rest of their lives.
Brook's short life passed away on the bell tower a thousand years ago;
And Alice...
Waiting for this news,
Have been waiting for a thousand years.
Su Lun looked at the scene in front of him quietly.
He knew that he was probably the only witness to the tragic love story a thousand years ago.
A young girl has been waiting all her life for a promise.
At this time, the young nun put the harmonica to her lips, opened her teeth slightly, and played the familiar tune.
The melodious melody sounded, and a crystal tear slowly dropped from the corner of her eye.
.....
The nun in front of her has completely lost her "malice", and the steel wire in Su Lun's hand has also loosened.
Now he has fulfilled Brooke's commission, and because of this harmonica token, he has also resolved a fatal crisis for him.
And he didn't forget that there was still a lord-level weirdness in front of him that could make a second-level professional burst into tears on the spot.
Su Lun does not have the ability of those previous guys to create a light door to escape.
If he wants to get out, he can only kill the source of the curse.
Now it seems that it is no longer needed.
Tears fell, and he also saw the "weird lord" in front of him suddenly lose his momentum. He was so sharp in the past moment and became calmer and calmer.
After identification, the glowing tears on the ground were clearly a cursed object.
【Alice's Tears】
Detailed explanation: The energy essence that condenses the magic power of the Weeping Witch is a very precious curse material; it contains huge magic and spiritual power, as well as the most complete spiritual power matrix of this type of witch;
“Condensed all the magic power?”
Su Lun suddenly realized something when he saw this word.
Looking at the nun again, her breath became weaker and weaker.
It seems that she has gotten the answer, that obsession has finally been released, and she will completely dissipate from the world.
Su Lun no longer felt any hostility. Thinking about it, he did not make this final blow.
As for the necessary witch hair, there are them all over the monastery.
Need a corpse, just wait a while.
The harmonica melody next to my ears is getting sadder and weaker.
While listening to the song, Su Lun silently began to collect the trophies and blood in the yard.
The death of a second-level profession, Bloom, the leader of the Sword Regiment, gained some combat experience.
As for that rare magician, he was actually a graduate of the first two classes of the Black Tower Academy in the inner city.
I have to say that the quality of the soul fragments of these inner city masters is really high.
Su Lun has gained a lot of spellcasting experience and alchemy knowledge.
There is also a decapitated "Alchemist Puppet", which was naturally left behind by "Juggler" Lloyd.
The dwarf fled in a hurry, not even having time to peel off the storage ring on the puppet.
Then, as I listened, the sound of the harmonica suddenly stopped.
Suellen turned around.
See the nun lying on the ground.
“It sounds pretty good...”
He looked at the corpse and said something, then walked over and calmly cut off the witch's glowing head.
"Obtain the memory fragments of "Witch Alice"*2"
“You got a piece of information: ‘It seems like it’s been a long, long time, but I finally waited for him, I’m so happy...’”
"You have understood [Intermediate silk control skills]..."
"Spirit +7.5"
The cursed space began to collapse.
Su Lun took off his implants, and cold flames were rising all over his body.
He has not forgotten that there are still people outside the cursed space waiting for him to go out and throw themselves into a trap.