Lord of the Mysteries

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Outside the glass windows, the garden is vine-grown, ruined and gloomy, the river is dark and flowing, reflecting a little starlight, and the houses nearby are exuding a warm and warm glow.

Everything is quiet to the extreme, as if to welcome the coming of the night.

5 The official singles are not exquisite, but the combined beauty of Triss withdraws her gaze, walks quickly to the coat rack, and takes off a hooded black robe.

She quickly put on the item, fastened the button, fastened the belt, turned over the hood, and turned herself into an Assassin.

Triss raised his right hand and wiped it in front of his face, suddenly making the face covered by the hood obscure and blurred.

Immediately after that, she reached out and twisted a fluorescent powder from the secret pocket around her waist, and sprinkled it on herself with the spell.

The silhouette of Triss began to disappear, and the outline lines were painted like pencils and completely erased by the eraser.

After completing the invisibility, she left the bedroom silently, came to the opposite room, and pushed open the window without the guardrail.

With a slight jump, Triss stood on the window sill, looking down at the lawn behind the small building, looking down at the iron fence almost integrated into the night, and looking down at the “Corpse Collector” Frye that was quietly turning over the fence.

She took a deep breath, fell like a feather, and stepped on the lawn without any sound.

Wearing a black trench coat, carrying a special revolver, high nose and thin lips, Frye carefully looked around and looked for possible evil spirits or Evil Spirit.

He can see these things directly!

Triss quietly approached Frye and walked around his back, not knowing when he had a dagger with a “black paint”.

Pu!

She took action like a swift wind, and then dipped the dagger into Frye’s midfield.

But at this time, she saw suddenly broken in front of her eyes, broken like an illusion.

Triss found himself still standing on the window sill, still looking down at the lawn and the iron fence.

Just outside the fence, there is no longer just the “Corpse Collector” Frye, Leonard Mitchell aiming at the window sill, Dunn Smith with his eyes closed, his eyebrows, and his half-bow body. The Night Watcher captain seems to be around. The invisible ripples that lap and round are swaying.

Triss eyes shrank, understand that it was just a dream, and I do n’t know when I slept!

Pong! Pong! Pong!

Leonard and Frye fired a total of 3 shots, accurately hitting an invisible target that did not seem to be awake from the dream.

Crack !

The silhouette of Triss emerged, first cracked, and immediately turned into pieces, turning into a rough silver mirror fragment!

Inside the house, she used the substitution spell to turn around and walk along the corridor and the stairs until she reached the first floor.

Wū! In this layer, it is so cold that people will be blown by the frozen wind forever, one after another invisible, transparent silhouette, but numbly hovering everywhere.

Triss, which lost its stealth effect, had a lower body temperature every time it passed through a Nether-like Soul. When she finally reached the altar, she could not help but shudder.

The altar is a round table with a statue of a white bone carved in the center.

This statue has the size of a normal adult man’s head, and the eyebrows have only a vague outline. It seems to be a beautiful woman.

Her hair stretched from her head to her ankles, and her roots were clear and thick, like a poisonous snake, a tentacle.

And at the top of each hair, there is an eye, or closed or opened, densely packed.

There are many puppets cluttered around this evil idol. The rough puppets are written with the name and corresponding information of each and everyone, for example, Joyce Meyer.

There were also 3 candles above the round table, swaying yellowish green flames in the cold and howling wind.

Triss gave a salute to the idol and recited the mantra quickly.

Then she pushed away the puppet, pressed the candlelight, and picked up the idol.

Wū!

The wind screamed fiercely, and the window that was closed tightly shook violently.

Kuāng dāng ! Crack ! One side of the glass is broken, and the wind that is cold and uninteresting blows toward all directions.

Just around the other side, Frye, who didn’t dare to recklessly enter the altar range, suddenly shivered. He only felt that the blood was getting cold, frosting, and that his movements were obviously slow.

At this moment, his ankles were tight, as if he had been firmly grasped by something invisible.

The more cold feeling spread from the contact position upwards, and replaced with other Sequence Nine Extraordinary, it must be paralyzed and stiff, but Frye, as Corpse Collector, is no stranger to a similar state.

He turned the revolver of the revolver and pulled the trigger against the side of the ankle. He seemed to see who the enemy was and where he was.

Pong!

A silver demon hunting bullet got into the wind and got a scream of sorrow.

The invisible shadow dissipated and Frye regained the ability to act freely.

On the other hand, Dunn Smith, who wants to climb to the second floor and avoid the front of the altar, was also frozen by the cold wind that was expanding, and stopped outside the broken window.

Wū! The dark curtain at the back of the window suddenly lifted and enveloped Dunn, as if the monster opened his mouth and devoured his prey.

Dunn’s head was immediately wrapped in a life-like curtain, and the tighter the wrap, the more the nose and mouth were outlined.

In the state of suffocation, Dunn stepped on his feet, his knees straight, and his back turned, and he rudely forcibly torn the curtain.

He grabbed the corner of the curtain wrapped in his head with his left hand, pulled it down and threw it to the ground.

Pong!

He raised his hand with a shot and shot at the window behind the window and wanted to cover the half curtain.

The curtain instantly stopped, and there was a deep red flash.

Wū!

On the lawn, Leonard Mitchell, who is singing poetry, is also stunned by the cold wind that has a strong sense of death.

At this moment, the ruinous vines suddenly spread and entangled in his ankles, and a black shadow was also smashed by the raging wind.

Leonard, who had a slightly stiff body, had no time to shoot. He had to rush his shoulders and lift his arms.

Pu! The black shadow reached his arm position and let his sharp spikes get into the skin.

This is just a delicate, bright red flower, I don’t know where to come from.

Leonard took a sigh of relief and took this flower, which had been stained with his own blood, aside.

Pong! He fired a shot at the vine that had been entangled and shot a dark red juice.

Deng deng deng ! Leonard took a step and rushed to the altar on the first floor, rushing to the broken window.

And when he was standing, the vines suddenly shrunk away and seemed to be avoiding something intangible.

Triss completed the invisibility again by destroying the altar and interrupting the disruption caused by the ceremony, and succeeded in hiding the spirit vision, escaped the siege, and came to the back of the three Night Watchers.

Her right hand stretched out, and a cold wind blew through it, holding the flower that had dyed Leonard’s blood into her palm.

Triss didn’t stop, holding flowers, swiftly turned over the iron fence and fled toward the River of Tasok.

At this time, Leonard, who was about to enter the first floor, suddenly turned his head and seemed to be listening to something.

His face changed and he hurriedly pulled up his sleeve and looked at the wound that had just been taken out by the flowers.

With his physique, there has been no bleeding, only a little redness.

Leonard’s expression sank, slamming his left index finger, forcibly pulling the nail off!

His face was suddenly full of painful and distorted expression, but the movement did not stop because of this. While meditating, he cut the solidified wound with his nails, stained it with dark red blood, and then pulled out a few hairs. , Caught the nail.

On the side of the River of Tasok, Triss slowed down and turned his attention to the flowers in his hand.

She muttered something in her mouth, and the palm of her heart suddenly burst out of a black, imaginary flame.

This flame wraps the flowers and really burns up, burning the other side into ashes.

After doing all this, Triss stepped into the river and sank into the water.

At the same time, Leonard threw a nail that was entangled with blood on his hair. The look at it fell to the corner and burned out of the air, giving off a stench of burnt smell.

The nails, along with the hair, quickly disappeared, leaving only a little dust.

Leonard relaxed, from the window into the first floor, to the Dunn and Frye roads that are destroying the altar:

“The target escaped, okay, our main purpose has always been to stop ceremony.”

Dunn sighed, looking at the many puppets on the round table said:

“She is very vigilant and very powerful. She noticed our proximity in advance, otherwise… she is at least the Extraordinary of Sequence Seven.”

“Give Klein a signal and let him come.”

Through a brief dream encounter, he judges that the enemy is a woman.

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