Mystery: The Ancient God is Actually Me

Darkness and blood red filled Klein's eyes. Compared to the naked female torsos, what attracted him more was the worn-out doll embedded in flesh and blood on the waist and abdomen of the unknown woman in front of him.

The doll was extremely worn out, as if it had gone through more than ten years. Most of the brown fluff had fallen off, and the translucent buttons that acted as the eyes had also aged due to the aging of the thread, so there was only one left. .

Am I... scared? Klein, whose body was low-pressure, had unstable legs, his body trembled uncontrollably, and his ears were filled with cascading bites, giving him an intuitive sense of hunger.

Surrounded by shadows, Helen felt contentedly feeling Klein's fear of herself in the corner. She looked around, her eyes stopped on Zeriel who was tossing and howling, her blood-red eyes condensed, and the urge to forage instantly surged into her heart. Uncontrollably, she licked her slightly pale lips.

From her point of view, the "food" that was twitching like a maggot on the ground was shining with a few tempting rays of light. The dark blue and golden lights were like gems, picking and picking up Helen's appetite. It caused her to completely ignore Klein, who was not very "valuable".

"Interrogator" and "Psychic", plus this nonsense thing, three Sequence Sevens, this is enough for me to eat for a long time... Rooted in "Rose Bishop" The hunger of the character and the dark thoughts swelled rapidly, along with the black bloodshots that gradually climbed up her blood-red eyeballs, almost robbing her of sanity.

Helen Granger is not a believer in the true creator, she just accidentally acquired unwanted characteristics from an unknown father, and grew up under the care of her mother who is an ordinary person, an absolute wild Extraordinary.

Since she was a child, she was told by her mother not to listen to those ravings hidden in the dark, but due to the instinct of "Rose Bishop", she would still succumb to her natural hunger and long for human flesh.

This is a helpless thing in the East District. As a female worker in a garment factory, the mother cannot satisfy her daughter's massive thirst for flesh and blood, so she can only go to the street to pick up a "sideline". Until her mother died of a lung infection, Helen had never tasted human food. smell.

Is this woman ignoring me?

Fortunately, I have faced the true Son of the Creator... Following the previous experience, Klein, who quickly got rid of the influence of "Rose Bishop", regained his posture and touched the silver-framed one prepared in advance in his pocket with one hand. Tarot cards, he quickly drew his gun in one hand and aimed at the shadow under Helen's feet.

This revolver was lent to Klein by Detective Zeriel after realistic consideration, along with the special tarot card, and even specially equipped with two bullets of the corresponding caliber, the "warrior" field.

boom!

Taking advantage of the opportunity of Hairen's wisdom to evaporate, the orange-red bullet pierced into the vast shadow under her feet, and a burst of dawn burst out in an instant.

This bullet seems to be a special-shaped spell, which contains the ability of the sequence of warriors. The storm composed of fragments of light tore apart the shadows that were linked together, causing Helen, who was propping up her body above, to fall into the attack. range, lost its balance.

It worked! Seeing the enemy fall into the "storm", Klein hurriedly ran in the direction of Detective Zeriel, raised his arm, and hurriedly ran towards the sewer exit not far away, regardless of the other's howls from the neck pain.

After the day and a half of getting along and the weapons that Detective Zeriel prepared for him, Klein has determined that his employer is 80% of the intelligence personnel of a certain country. Judging from the bullet and his height just now, the probability is Fessack's.

There are only a dozen steps, just go further...

Suddenly, in front of Klein's eyes, in front of the moonlight shining through the gap in the manhole cover, a wave of shadows suddenly rose up, as if to bury him and the detective behind him.

"Get back for me!" Because he was unprepared, Helen, whose body was covered with wounds, roared with a twisted face like a **** man, and the whites of his eyes were pitch black.

Whoops, the huge wave of shadows swelled again, and the height of more than two meters had already covered the top of Klein's head.

But Klein, who was about to be covered by the shadow, didn't panic. He turned his left wrist and quickly threw out a few tarot cards with spirituality. He immediately pulled Zeriel's body and pressed it, almost sticking to the ground with foul-smelling mud. .

Several tarot cards that were activated by spirituality and shone with dark blue flames seemed to have plunged into the entity. Although the wave of shadows stopped for a while, they were all embedded on the surface and did not cause substantial damage.

snort! Repairing her body, the corners of Helen's mouth, who couldn't move in place, raised a cruel smile. Immediately, her spirituality surged, driving the wave to move forward again.

But what she didn't notice was that some of those tarot cards with dark blue flames were also made of sterling silver, with a few thin silver pieces interspersed in them.

That was the spell that Klein had left above the gray fog, the "Dark Night" domain!

It's his last deposit!

"Crimson!" Accompanied by a deep voice, the spell embedded on the surface of the falling shadow wave suddenly burst, and a pure crimson light burst forth, and the power of "Sleep" wrapped around it.

In the silence, the mighty wave of shadows suddenly became weak and powerless, as if it had lost its kinetic energy, cracked four or three, and returned to the surroundings shrouded in darkness. Only a few strands of escaping black energy could prove that it existed.

Praise the goddess! Seeing the spell taking effect, Klein drew a standard crimson moon in his heart, and his tense legs exerted strength again. Just as he was about to drag Zeriel behind him to escape the sewer, he suddenly felt his arm sink, and his spiritual premonition slid toward him. in a bad direction.

boom!

Klein turned his head quickly, and saw that Detective Zeriel, who had escaped from the negative effects of the sealed artifact and the image of "Bishop of Rose", was holding a gun in one hand, and was very decisively pouring out fire at Helen, who was less than ten meters away.

Several bullets with various colors of light were ejected, and judging from the trajectory, they only had one target - Helen's head.

On the other side, Helen endured the severe pain at the wound, her pale body instantly collapsed into a pool of scarlet flesh, mixed with the surrounding shadows, and she voluntarily fell into it.

"Hermit"'s shadow stealth and "Rose Bishop"'s flesh-and-blood magic!

Zeriel's actions just now completely angered this natural "Rose Bishop". Helen's few rationalities have been unable to control her body. The most primitive emotions, the anger after being attacked, are all roaring, wanting to shred this Attempting to hunt your own, **** worms.

Under her control, the injured part of the rotten flesh that had not completely fallen off voluntarily came out, and groups of flesh and blood bombs jumped out of the shadows and flew straight towards Zeril and Klein.

boom! boom! boom!

Zeriel didn't panic. As a "Master of Weapons" and a Sequence Seven of "Warrior", he was very confident that he could hit every shot. While pulling the trigger, he used the Sealed Artifact to drive the spirit body and take the initiative to detonate the flesh and blood bomb.

Sure enough, the bullet and the spirit body "embraced" the spirit body that was thrown from the air, bursting together into a cloud of scarlet blood, and none of them slipped through the net.

Very powerful... Klein turned his head slightly, and looked at his employer with some admiration.

Zeriel, who had just completed a perfect shot, had a smile on his lips, but he did not relax, but immediately inspired another Sealed Artifact. His dull eyes were dyed golden, and he suddenly exuded a majesty that made people bow their heads unconsciously. feel.

He turned his neck with difficulty, endured the pain, relying on the intuition of the "warrior", and released the "spiritual piercing" that was already ready to go into an unremarkable shadow.

"Ah!" Helen, who was hiding in the shadow, couldn't help howling in pain, twisting her body that was nearly collapsed, crawling out of the shadow with blood and flesh, and even the bones of Sen Bai could be seen in several joints.

"She's about to lose control. Heh, that's what the true creator's believers are like. Brainless lunatics with poor mental state have little resistance." Zeriel smiled sarcastically at Klein behind him, then turned his head to look down in front of him. Helen, who relied on rolling to ease the pain, raised her pistol slightly.

Klein, who was close to the exit behind him, did not follow blindly. He looked at Helen, whose body was almost completely disintegrated, with some doubts. The divergent thinking prevented him from raising the weapon in his hand.

"This should be a Sequence Six Beyonder, why is it so weak, we spent a lot of effort when we killed Mrs. Sharon..."

Suddenly, just as Zeriel was about to pull the trigger, a red light flashed in the eyes of Helen, who was wriggling and struggling on the ground. Except for the torso, the flesh and blood that had almost completely separated from the body gathered together, and the shadows all over the ground went crazy. Surging, wanton intermingled.

In an instant, a spear with flesh and blood as bone, pierced by shadows, pierced Zeriel's chest without warning!

The flesh and blood beneath the surface of the shadow wriggled crazily~www.wuxiamtl.com~ An illusory mouth bit Zerel's flesh and blood, Helen on the ground let out a shrill laughter, and Klein, who was frightened behind Zerel's corpse, threw it out instantly. After a few tarot cards, he moved sharply away from him.

But this almost instinctive attack didn't hit the target, and it didn't even penetrate the shadow tentacles hidden around it, and was hit aside by Helen with a few random hits.

"Hahahahahaha!" Her pale, soft and beautiful face was long gone, replaced by pure joy.

Helen, who was temporarily incapacitated because of her ability, did not forget her original intention because of her happiness. At the same time, she was also on guard against Klein. After careful attention, the spear inserted in Zeriel's chest seemed to be caught by an invisible He grasped it with his big hand, pulled it up sharply, and pulled out two shiny objects wrapped in bloodshot.

Helen ripped off a sealed item from Zeriel and a pendant with spirituality as she wished.

The "Bishop Rose" who has achieved her goal is no longer there. She has long since regained her senses and follows her mother's teaching. She will not be greedy for more like those deserving gamblers. She is very satisfied just by killing the **** who hurt her. .

Whoa!

Once again, she turned into a pool of flesh and blood, like a flexible flying fish, she jumped into the shadow under her and disappeared.

This is, gone? Klein, who had originally planned to take the opportunity to escape, froze in place, looking at everything in front of him in disbelief.

"Is this the so-called danger?"

With a muffled sound, Zeriel's body fell to the ground, his eyes wide open and the dazed Klein looked at each other, and an indescribable embarrassment spread.

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