Lord of the Mysteries Chapter 15: The first kill (thanks to the silver alliance killer Zhong Kui)
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In the crimson but dim moonlight, Emlyn took out a metal vial, unscrewed the lid, and took a sip.
Then, he seemed to become a shadow, floating on the wall and ground, following Rus Bathory quickly and silently.
blood race has always been famous for its speed. The two barons ran one after the other in the dark alleys and on the edge of the dull street. It took half an hour to reach the messy and dirty eastern district and stopped in an old apartment. before.
Seeing that Rus Bathory chose to climb the pipeline, he went to third floor in the least dynamic way. Emlyn slowed down and did not rush to embed behind the other party, because it was easy to find.
After careful consideration for two seconds, he took out a translucent perfume-like bottle, unscrewed the cap, pressed down, and sprayed the liquid inside.
This magical medicine has only one function, which is to eliminate its own smell, consistent with the surroundings!
Place the bottle in your hand, and Emlyn took out a brass-colored metal vial and drank the liquid in it cleanly.
“‘ Magical Medicine Professor ’is really troublesome ...” he murmured, looking down and seeing his hands become transparent from inch to inch, and the brass-colored metal vial seemed to float in front of the cuff.
When the Emlyn was plugged back into the vial, there was only one set of formal wear, a top hat and a pair of unbuttoned and strapless leather shoes, which formed a humanoid shape and moved around there.
Another fully transparent perfume-like bottle flew out, floated in mid-air, and pressed by itself, spraying the magical medicine inside onto the clothing with noise.
The silhouettes of formal wear, top hat and leather shoes faded a little bit and eventually disappeared.
After completing the "invisibility", Emlyn glanced at the room where Rus Bathory entered and climbed the pipe invisibly and silently, chasing it up with extreme speed.
While the window was half open, he seemed to be a transparent cloud. Without any slight movement, he drifted into the room and hid in the corner. looks at face, the long but tasteful Rus Bathory, looked for the target.
The latter's brows are gradually frowning, because here is empty, let alone people, not even the mosquitoes that have been active in the last week.
And this blood race baron can be sure that "Moon Puppet" is here.
Suddenly, a creaking sound broke, breaking the frozen silence.
The door of the room receded, and a woman wearing a long black dress walked in slowly, looks at Rus Bathory, said suddenly:
"Who are you looking for ..."
Emlyn looked around with prestige. I saw that the skin was darker, the eyebrows were slender, the contour lines were soft, and the corners of the mouth were drooping. It was the target Windsor.
However, in the eyes of Emlyn, this "Primordial Moon" devotee and the portrait of her have changed to some extent. Now her eyes are bent, her eyebrows are bent, and her mouth is bent, as if imitating the current scarlet moon.
And her forehead, her cheeks, her neck, and her bare skin are all covered with dried grass and flowers, one by one, one by one.
…… His, what did Rus Bathory sell to her? How could it be this way? Emlyn was startled, and felt that the hair on the back of the neck stood up one by one.
At the same time, on the ground, walls, doorways, and ceilings, clumps of hay have grown, mixed with dried flowers.
They completely isolate this room from the outside world, creating a very weird scene.
Rus Bathory smelled a dangerous smell, did not try to talk, did not hesitate to take out a metal vial, and grunted the liquid inside.
Pap!
He dropped the bottle, and dragged his body to the abrupt Windsor, dragging his nails with his hands, and black energy wrapped around his body.
Windsor inlaid with dry grass and dried flowers is like a large rag doll, greeted at the same fast speed, completely careless about his injury and grabbed Ruen.Bathory.
Boom!
After a series of collisions, Rus Bathory flew out and hit the wall.
His sleeves have been torn off, and bone scratches can be seen on his skin.
And between the flesh and blood, the dried grass and flowers are slowly growing out!
It ’s really a monster ... Emlyn first encountered this kind of enemy and kept shrinking in the corner, almost forgot to help.
He did n’t show up recklessly, all the thoughts in his mind flashed quickly, while observing the battle between Rus Bathory and Windsor, considering how he should deal with such a situation.
The weirdest are the hay and flowers ... the hay and flowers ... they should be afraid of fire! As soon as Emlyn thought, he gave up stealth, took out another metal vial, unscrewed the cap, and slurped in.
Poof, he squirted out all the liquid in his mouth.
As soon as the gray-red drops meet the air, they immediately deflagrate and extend a hot flame aside.
Flame stacked flame, flame even flame, instantly turned the room into a red sea!
In the crackling sound, the dried grass and flowers were ignited one after another and infected their companions at a rapid rate.
In just two or three seconds, the sealed environment was nearly destroyed, and the dry grass and dried flowers on Windsor began to burn.
At this time, a large hole has been dug in the chest of Rus Bathory, which has lost most of its combat power. It is relying on the super recovery ability of blood race to maintain it.
looks at's torch-like enemy, Emlyn was keenly aware of the decline of the other party's breath and rushed past without hesitation, circling Windsor and making a snatch.
On the soles of his feet, black energy rises up and wraps around the believer of Primordial Moon, like a shackle of vitality.
Boom! Bang Bang Bang!
In the fierce and short sound, the two figures suddenly approached.
All the movement disappeared, and Emlyn left palm grabbed Windsor's throat and lifted her up.
After hesitating for a second and seeing the other party's grimace, he crack snapped the enemy's neck.
Pap!
A slender, small puppet inlaid with dry grass and dried flowers fell from Windsor to the ground, and the flame in the room gradually subsided.
Emlyn ripped off Windsor ’s mutated head, turned his body, looked at Rus Bathory who was panting violently, pressed his chest with his empty right hand, and smiled with a smile:
"Thank you for your help."
After seeing Rus Bathory become angry and unable to snatch, Emlyn feels very good to make up two sentences:
"Remember to hand over the puppet and the precipitated Extraordinary characteristics to Sir Nibais, they are very problematic."
After finishing talking, black energy condensed behind his back and grew two unreal bat wings.
A splash, wings flapping, Emlyn turned and flew out of the window, and fell to the dark alley nearby.
After stepping on the ground, he put away the condensed black energy and glanced back.
See Rus Bathory did n’t follow, Emlyn relaxed, clenched his fist against his mouth, mumbling while coughing:
"I hate flames and hate smoke!"
He is about to stay away from eastern district and suddenly feels cold behind him.
Emlyn was tense, holding Windsor ’s mutated head, slowly turning around, looking towards the shadow of the corner.
He first saw a small black figure standing there, and then saw clearly what the other person looked like:
The body is slender like a wooden pile, the eyes and mouth are bent into the moon, and the surface is inlaid with many dry grass and dried flowers, which is the "Moon Puppet" in the previous room!
It's entangled with me ... what is this item ... it's still far away from Sir Nibais's residence ... it's really dangerous outside ... one by one thought emerged in Emlyn's mind, making his spine cool and tight stretch.
In the blink of his thoughts, he suddenly gave birth to spiritual sense, staring at the "Moon Puppet" and whispered with ancient Hermes language:
"Fool of another era;
"Mysterious Ruler of Above the Grey Mist;
"King of Yellow and Black that controls the luck ..."
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"Who doesn't sleep in the middle of the night!" Klein turned over and sat up, slightly angry rubbed one's temples.
He quickly left the bed, walked back four steps, entered above the grey mist, and sat in the position of Fool.
This guy Emlyn White? Klein glanced at it, spreading spirituality suspiciously, and touched the crimson stars representing Moon.
He immediately saw the stiff Emlyn and saw the other person watching an elongated and weird puppet.
The puppet's body is covered with a thick but illusory scarlet moonlight. They gently rise and fall like the tide, and are connected to something in the sky.
At this time, the blushing moonlight is spreading silently, enveloped towards Emlyn White.
There is a problem ... This puppet problem is not small ... With the help of grey mist, I saw more Klein. Without hesitation, Sea God Scepter left the clutter and flew into his own hands.
The turquoise and blue gemstones on the top of the short boned cane glow one after another, shining brightly.
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After chanting Mister Fool's esteemed name and requesting assistance, Emlyn only felt that the already low-temperature blood was getting colder and colder, and it gradually felt like freezing.
This made him stiff quickly, and the "Moon Puppet" of looks at walked over with a swing.
At this moment, the half-empty silver in the alley ran wildly, dispelling all the gloom and darkness.
Pap!
Those lightnings twisted into a ball and landed on "Moon Puppet", drowning it in silver.
The light flashed away, and the bizarre puppet was burnt black, falling down without decoration, and the blood in Emlyn no longer froze and resumed its flow.
He quickly got rid of the stiffness, knowing that Mister Fool is still watching here, and asked in a low voice:
"You need, no, what can I dedicate to you?"
He has always believed that Mister Fool follows the rules of equivalent exchange, so he thinks that if he asks for assistance, he has to pay a corresponding price.
After a brief silence, he saw the endless grey mist and the faint figure, and heard the majestic voice of dominance:
"That puppet."
"Okay." Emlyn stepped forward two steps, stooped to pick up the puppet, and then proceeded to the scene, leaving eastern district quickly.
Only Klein interfered with divination with paperman Angel, before returning to the real world.
When he was about to continue to sleep, he was shocked to find that the moonlight was bright outside, like blood staining.
Eh ... Klein walked to the window in doubt, and looked out. I saw the crooked moon somehow turned round and red like blood.
"blood moon" again.
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"blood moon"? Argel Wilson looked up at the sky and walked steadily into the Thunder Chapel in front of him. This is where he will report tomorrow.
In the middle of the island, at the top of the towering peak, there is a church called "Deep Pool of the Storm", which is the headquarters in Church of the Storms headquarters, the temple in the temple.
PS: Thanks to the silver alliance killer Zhong Kui ~~