Bizarre Detective Agency

   Chapter 1104 Forty-two. Not one left

  Ten apprentice exorcists walk in an outlawed land belonging to the land of light.

  The crumbling ruins speak silently of the former glory of old Belfast.

   It is said that the base of exorcists, night watchmen, investigators is somewhere here.

Old Belfast did not take care of these young people who visited for the first time, except for the scarlet false sky that sprinkled them, and some disturbing mist gradually surrounded them. disappear.

   "The weather doesn't seem right."

  Yordle said with hindsight: "The rules of the exorcist say don't step in knowingly, maybe we should return to the camp temporarily."

   "Yes."

"I feel so too."

   But only four chose to retreat. Most people didn’t want to let the first incident fail in disgrace, and they couldn’t part ways as soon as they went out. They had to obey the majority and move on.

   "We may have gone off course, who's going to use the living map?" Naveen asked.

"Let me do it."

   The youngest, Vaughan, who was only sixteen, said his Sanity was higher than the others.

   Putting his hand into his stomach, Vaughn took the Living Map Potion, took off his coat, and hunched his back in pain.

  Scar-like granulation protrudes, presenting a map of flesh and blood.

   "We didn't deviate from the direction, this is the bow and arrow block, we are indeed moving along the predetermined route." Potter dotted the edge of the map, and he memorized the entire old Belfast map.

  Although the blood-stained fog was disturbing, they had to keep going.

   "I'm so hungry... Who of you brought food?"

   Walking along a block without incident, Langer suddenly clutched his stomach that was making a muffled sound.

   The apprentice exorcists looked at each other, embarrassed to find that they had forgotten about it.

   "I brought it."

  Yordle took out the rest of the morning's food.

   "Thanks! I'm so hungry..."

  Longer, who was overwhelmed by hunger, grabbed the jerky and stuffed it into his mouth frantically.

   The rest who realized the problem took out their potions and surrounded Yodel.

  The mutation came suddenly, and Yodel, whose mouth was stuffed with food, suddenly strangled his neck, fell to the ground in pain, and lost his life after a few seconds.

"he died……"

  Drinking the Visible Potion, Potter, who was close to Yordle, said incredulously.

   They didn't even react to what happened. Choked to death? how can that be…….

  Choke to death?

   realized something, Potter was about to exclaim when intense drowsiness suddenly surged over his body, depriving him of his reason and thinking, Potter only had time to exclaim before falling to the ground and falling asleep forever.

   The remaining eight apprentice exorcists retreated in horror, lest they be infected with a terrible plague.

   "But there's nothing around..."

   "Maybe it has something to do with the fog, retreat to the house to make a fire!" Naveen said decisively.

   Leaving the bodies of their companions temporarily, they retreated to the houses on the street.

The    fence blocked them, and the apprentice exorcists climbed up the fence one after another and entered the house. Lear suddenly screamed at this moment, and stopped abruptly after a muffled plop.

   His feet were stuck in the cracks in the wall, his head was planted on the broken stone slab, his forehead was sunk into his head, and his brain fluid mixed with blood turned pink.

   "Weird! Upstairs!"

   Before he had time to think, there was another exclamation, and the drapery-like spiritual body fell, covering the body of Tris who reminded him, wrapping him up into the mist.

   A bottle of potion crossed the parabola, and unfortunately passed under the strange spirit body.

  Yordle holstered his gun, and the passing Naveen grabbed him and rushed into the house.

   The chaotic footsteps stomping on the floor sounded, the potion shattered, and the invisible power of the shelter potion enveloped the surroundings.

   Following Ellison who ran into the house, his thoughts paused, and some kind of speculation was born.

   "We were too impulsive..."

  Navien muttered reproach as he struck the flint.

   Whether it was due to rash contact, giving yordle food and corpses, or the escape caused by Potter's death.

   "None of us thought it would be so dangerous even in the Land of Light..."

  嚓——嚓——

  The flint was splashing sparks, Ellison's eyes reflected the sparkling sparks, and the fire in his heart seemed to be ignited.

   "Five Wangcheng children, afraid of the thick fog, go to the fire; the flames are haunted until they die, and there are only four of the five..." He murmured to himself.

"what……"

   Ellison realized the truth was a step too late, the flint ignited the fire, and the flame spread along Naveen's arm in an instant, burning the entire decaying house.

   "It's a skirt song!" Ellison shouted in horror.

   "But we didn't hear anything!"

  The remaining four people avoided the spreading fire, and Ellison shouted: "Four children from the royal city, went out in groups and suffered a great disaster. They swallowed one blood stained, and there are only three left of the four! We can't go out!"

   "If we don't go out, we will be engulfed by the fire!"

  The scorching heat licked their backs, and they could already feel their clothes smoking and their hair curling.

Snapped--

  Yordle throws potions at the flames, it doesn't work, they don't have potions to put out the fire.

   "Prepare the serial potion and rush to the opposite side!"

  Elson took all the serial potions with shelter and hidden effects, and rushed out of the crumbling house under the flames first.

   The spirit body that attacked before suddenly descended, wrapping Elson who was running and rising to the sky.

  Yordle, who was holding the psychic gun, raised his arm and pulled the trigger.

boom--

  The silver-plated bullet penetrated the spirit body, smashed Elson's intestines, released him weirdly, and fell with the **** intestines.

"I'm alive……"

   The dying Elson stabbed his **** palms into the depths of Yordle.

"I know."

  Yordle undressed to explode for him.

"No...don't bother, just kill me...you have to do this...!" He weakly blocked yordle: "Dance dress...the ceremony is unknown...kill me...break the order...otherwise... will die..."

  Elson's voice was getting lower and lower.

  Yordle didn't hesitate for long, took Elson's psychic gun in pain, and pulled the trigger.

boom--

   Deafening gunshots rang out, and the back of Elson's head burst into colorful colors.

   helped Elson free himself as he caught up with his companions, jumping over the fence and dashing across the block.

   "The ceremony was aborted?"

   Messy footsteps and breathing disturbed the stillness in the depths of the fog, and the surviving Allen, Yodel and Wenger looked at each other.

"Maybe……"

   The disaster was like a corpse falling from the sky suddenly, Aaron was smashed to the ground, he was dead when Yordle approached, and blood flowed along the cracks of the broken stone slabs.

  Yordle and Wenger looked at each other and rushed into the house.

  The fluorite lamp was held high, and Yodel by the door watched a bundle of hemp ropes covered with dust on the beams of the house.

  Two apprentice exorcists, sighing under the beams of the house; the slings fell from the sky, and there was only one of the two.

  Yordle and Wenger have met their end.

   A minute later, Yodel stood on the wooden chair with a sad expression, beside Wenger who was shaking gently, and tucked his head into the rope.

boom--

  The wooden chair was kicked down, and the creaking sound of the twine lasted for more than ten seconds, and the place became silent again.

   (end of this chapter)