Whispering Verse

The evening wind that passed under the grape trellis made Xia De, who escaped from death, tremble uncontrollably. Even a ring warlock whose head exploded like a watermelon must not be able to survive. He sat there motionless looking at the scene in front of him, and the voice beside his ear murmured:

[I thought you would roll the dice and try to roll another 20 to turn the tables. 】

"No, I'm not going to gamble on luck. I just use the action of rolling the dice to force him to shoot, otherwise once he becomes cautious and kills me in other ways, I will really go to see the **** of death... said Get up, the last time I cast 20, it was because of the counterattack [Puppet Manipulator's Script], so if the Blood Spirit School sends the pages of the script again, can you still help me?"

【certainly. 】

The woman chuckled in Xia De's ear, still sweet.

A stiff smile appeared on Xia De's face, and his mood gradually calmed down. Still sitting there, he said to himself in his heart:

"I'm not trying my luck. Since it's called the Gun of Kindness, and it can't kill suicides, then with my luck tonight, maybe the opposite will work as well."

[Do you have other plans? 】

"The original plan was to fake death, but whether the fake death can be hidden from the other party depends on luck."

After saying this, after taking another deep breath and exhaling, I felt that I could control my body that was numb from the fear of dying. His back was actually soaked, and his body couldn't help shivering when he was blown by the summer night breeze.

Shad stood up, feeling more alive than when he sat down a few minutes ago. Calmly and carefully, he cleaned the dice with the clothes of the headless corpse, and took it back into his pocket together with the ring and the orb of the silver moon.

When taking back the [Gun of Kindness] in the hands of the corpse, it was discovered that the blood had soaked the bullet nest of the gun, revealing a circle of small inscriptions that had not been found before—

Do not hurt yourself, do not hurt others.

"Ha~"

He smiled dryly, now his face and half of the front of his shirt were covered in blood, but he did not forget to take away the [Puppeteer's Script] from the stone table.

The leather writing of the little book seems to be able to **** blood, so it is not polluted. It's a pity that the first nine pages have already been used, and even the previous sentences are blacked out in order to prevent the holder from discovering the previously used content.

Xia De shook his head, took the little book in his hand, didn't bother to deal with the blood and brains on the ground and the table, dragged the headless corpse away from the grape arbor with one hand, turned around and walked into the maze of the garden.

Blown by the night wind, my brain was completely awake. After the feeling of panic and calmness disappeared, I thought a little sadly:

"I must gain power, and I will never risk my life again. God's afterglow, ring warlock's power, I have to get it!"

【I will bless you, stranger. 】

Grabbing the corpse, he walked into the grass behind the hedge and did not continue walking, after all, the bloodstains on the ground could not be hidden.

Xia De sat down, sitting next to the corpse, breathing the breath of green grass, recovering his physical strength, thinking about what he could do.

He didn't know how long he had been sitting on the grass before he heard the sound of footsteps approaching. Before he could stand up, he saw Miss Anat, who had just left tens of minutes ago, opened the fence and appeared in front of him.

The short-haired brown-haired female fortune-teller tilted her head to look at the headless corpse, then at Xia De who was wearing a shirt and covered in blood, her brows with light makeup frowned slightly.

"I didn't kill anyone."

Shad, who was sitting next to the body with a gun in hand, said he noticed his voice had returned to normal. Fear gone, he just craves power now.

Miss Anat looked at the corpse again, raising her eyebrows in surprise:

"Although he has no head, judging by his attire, this one seems to be the heart collector of [Blood of Mercury]. He died in your hands. What have you been doing for the past ten minutes?"

"Has it only been ten minutes? It's very complicated to explain. This is a story of revolvers and luck. It may be more complicated than the matter itself. If you want to hear it, I can make a long story short."

He said, but Miss Anat with purple eyes shook her head:

"Then don't need to talk about it for the time being. Something happened in the mansion, and we need your help."

Holding out his hand to Xia De, Xia De looked at the blood on his hand, he was embarrassed to contaminate other people's hands, and finally shook his head and chose to stand up by himself.

"Can you predict that I am here?"

As he asked, he looked at the mansion in the distance. In the hazy night, there seemed to be an extremely thin blood-colored halo surrounding it unconsciously. Not only that, after he turned on [Blood Echo], he found that there were traces of bleeding even in the air, which was a blood mist that was hard to detect with the naked eye. The Lake View Manor Mansion seemed to be wrapped in a huge blood-colored cocoon.

In his special field of vision, he seemed to see a huge and deep shadow crawling on top of the mansion, and the blurred blood-colored beam of light was connected to the depths of the dark night sky that had darkened at some point.

With a muffled grunt, he immediately shut down the spell, and his head was buzzing with just a glance. He is very familiar with this feeling, this is the breath of God, and the power generated by the ritual itself is already amazing enough.

"No, the smell of blood here is too strong. I'm here to try my luck. I originally wanted to catch a cat to help me. Detective, now put on the clothes of the corpse and put on this mask. I don't have time for you Flushed."

The wine red suit of the headless corpse is not obvious even if it is stained with blood, and the mask is a wooden utensil formed by twisting branches after Miss Anat caressed the flowers. It is ordinary in shape and tied to the head by a straw rope.

"Has the evil **** descended?"

Feeling the speed of his heart beating, Xia De asked, looking at the mansion with his naked eyes, he could only see the darkness shrouded there. Esoteric and mysterious, Lake View Manor seems to have completely changed at this moment.

"Not yet, we have encountered that Mrs. La Soya~www.wuxiamtl.com~ or Mr. The other party is a ring magician of the sixth ring, and now the doctor, the priest and Dorothy have trapped him, or been trapped by him Stay. I need help."

"Luck is really bad."

he thought.

Shade could imagine the dangers of entering the mansion. He could choose to leave, but he couldn't watch all his new friends die. Now that he has become a ring warlock, he must be prepared to face danger, and he will not escape. Always avoiding, sooner or later he will be unable to escape once:

"I'll go with you."

At this moment, his mood was surprisingly calm, and even the corners of his mouth subconsciously curled up with some joy. He knew that he had made the right choice. Even if he really died in the mansion tonight, he would not regret this decision.

Miss Anat observed the detective's expression, and the fortuneteller understood Shade's mood now:

"This is the life of a ring warlock. Once you set foot in the extraordinary and mysterious, you can never turn back. Detective, maybe you just experienced the choice of life and death not long ago, but now forget about it for the time being. Sorry, although it is dangerous, but You are about to experience life and death again with me. You can tell us your story after tonight is over."

"Will the evil **** come?"

Xia De asked, changed his clothes and put on a mask, and walked out of the grass with the heroic Miss Anat. The latter shook his head against the moonlight, and his purple eyes seemed to be shining:

"It's all possible, but we can only do what we can."

Only the headless corpse was left lying in the grass behind the hedge. Clouds floated from a distance to cover the three rounds of the moon, and the Milky Way no longer flickered. Calm and peace were restored.