Was the use of that finger a signal? Did Mr. K come so quickly? Or was he just nearby observing me
Lumian tensed up, and the fatigue after the battle seemed to have subsided a lot. This gave him a new understanding of Mr. K's strength, and added a bit of fear.
Retracting his gaze, Lumian picked up the
"Corrupted Mercury." Its silver-black blade had several scars from burning and corrosion, which made Lumian doubt whether it could last until the end of the year.
Keep it
"Corrupted Mercury," Lumian began to examine the two corpses that had been freed from the blood and dissolved by half.
They showed obvious signs of candle-like decay, collapsed on the ground, and could give anyone who witnessed them long-lasting nightmares.
The clothes of the two corpses had been highly corroded, as had most of their belongings, including Harman's dagger coated with poison and the axe that Castina liked to use.
The least affected were several specially made, metallic, subway-colored medicine bottles. Although there were obvious signs of corrosion on their surfaces, the liquid inside had not yet been affected.
Lumian observed and found that there were four types of potion bottles, distinguished by the patterns etched on the bottle: one was a tree, one looked like a bear's face, one was a spring, and one was a scorpion.
Haman and Castina took one bottle of each, leaving eight bottles in total. Lumien gathered them together and walked to
Next to the strange sickle that "Black Scorpion" Roger had just used, it was dark, sharp, and evil. It was neither as small and easy to carry as its counterparts used to harvest wheat, nor as exaggerated as a giant sickle to bring shock. It was only half a person's height.
As soon as Lumian touched the sickle with his right hand wearing a black glove, he felt it extend illusory spikes, drilling into his flesh and blood, sucking the life out bit by bit, cold and ruthless.
He quickly retracted his right palm and found that his life was no longer slowly passing away. He didn't know whether it was a magical item or something similar.
How to take away the extraordinary weapon of "Fallen Mercury"? Lumian fell into deep thought. At this time, Franca had finished the arrangement and began to communicate with the spirit.
Lumian returned with the eight potion bottles.
Next to the corpse of "Black Scorpion" Roger,
The Spiritual Wall said to Franka, "Ask about the functions of these things, and how to take the sickle away." Franka nodded, looked at Roger's face that was highlighted in the last makeup mirror, and asked, "What are the functions of the potion bottles on Harman and Castina, and how to identify them?" Roger, with a pale face, answered dazedly and confusedly, "The tree pattern is a bark potion that can make your skin and muscles as tough as trees." The bear face pattern is a rage potion that can make you burst out with strength beyond your normal level.
“The Spring Water Diagram is a healing potion that can heal most external injuries, making serious injuries lighter and minor injuries disappear.
"The scorpion venom is mainly applied to weapons. It can cause people who are hurt by it to suffer from arrhythmia, respiratory paralysis, and even death." It's quite useful... Franka secretly praised it. Her hidden blade just needs such a bottle.
"Scorpion venom." Franka continued, "How do you usually carry your sickle?"
"There is a larger wooden box in my study. Just put it in there quickly and take it away." Roger answered with a pale face and a cold expression.
Franka asked, "Is that sickle a magical item or an extraordinary weapon? What is its ability?"
"It's called the Harvest Festival. It's a weapon infected with the breath of grace. It has the characteristic of being sharp. As long as it leaves a wound on the target and stains it with the corresponding blood, it can continue to absorb the opponent's life." Black Scorpion Roger described the situation of the sickle in a daze.
Franka grasped the time accurately and turned the topic to more important things: "Have you seen Madam Yue? How do you usually contact each other?" Roger's pale and painful face became a little more lively: "I saw Madam Yue in a wilderness. No, now it's Ms. Yue. She was sitting in a unique carriage pulled by two demons, wearing a veil, which made me feel very sacred and full of maternal radiance." Usually she comes to find me, asks me to suddenly enter the wilderness, and gives me orders.
"She gave me a green seed to put in the abdomen of the statue. If I encounter danger, I can use it to make emergency contact.
"Now I don't need the seed. As long as I recite her honorable name in full, I will get her reply." Can I respond to her honorable name
This person is quite high... Franka didn't ask
What was the honorific name of "Ms. Yue"? She was afraid that the other party would sense it. She could guess the answer, but she still asked curiously, "Why didn't you seek help from Ms. Yue just now?"
"Black Scorpion" Roger answered blankly: "I can win." He hadn't recovered from the illusion before he died
Franka
He said with a "tsk". "Why do you support Hugues Artois?"
"Ms. Yue asked us to help him get elected," Roger answered with a blank look in his eyes.
"She said Hugues Artois was a sufficiently enlightened man." What does sufficiently enlightened man mean
Franka found it hard to understand this comment.
When the "Black Scorpion" Roger came, Lumian did not wait by the side. He walked into the study with a face belonging to Alsay and simply searched for valuable items. He tried to open the door of the safe with the half wire he carried with him, but failed.
He found only a wooden box in the study that was suitable for holding the evil sickle, and took it down the stairs to the basement with its door open.
The place was very clean, with nothing but a stone platform that looked like a statue. Lumian searched for a while and found a
The Hunter's ability to observe the environment led him to discover a secret door. A heavy friction sound was heard, and he pushed open the secret door, and found a corridor behind it. On both sides of the corridor were prison cells surrounded by iron fences. There were dozens or even hundreds of people in the cells, most of whom looked like homeless people, but there were also well-dressed gentlemen and ladies, and children who seemed to be lost.
At this time, nearly one-third of the prisoners were lying on the ground, their skin dry and dull, more like skeletons than humans.
They were no longer breathing, and their bowels and urine were completely incontinent. The stench filled the private prison. Lumian's eyes swept over these trembling humans, and he saw many evil and strange symbols on the ground under their feet, the wall behind them, and the iron fence in front of them.
No wonder
The Warlock is so strong in his own home turf... Lumian suddenly realized that there is not only a land full of dead souls,
The "magic circle" assisted him, and he could also draw the life of others to replenish himself at any time. Lumian held the wooden box in one arm, pulled out the revolver again, pressed it against the door of one of the cells and pulled the trigger. With a bang, the iron lock broke open and fell to the ground.
After restocking his revolver with ammunition, Lumian didn't even look at the prisoners, but walked forward one step at a time, destroying the subway locks of the remaining cells one by one.
Then he put the revolver back into the gun pouch under his armpit, turned around, and left, leaving behind a group of dazed and numb survivors.
When Lumian returned to the first floor, Franca had just finished communicating with him and released him.
"The Wall of Spirituality".
"Did you get anything?" Franca asked casually. Lumian pointed to the wooden box under his left arm and said, "It should be able to hold the sickle. I couldn't open the safe. The servants here may have fled to the second floor, or to the garden at the back. I didn't run into them."
"Don't worry about them. As followers of the evil god, once we lose our shelter, we will be eliminated soon. Moreover, we have done enough disguise and they will not recognize us." Franka nodded and said, "Go pack up the Harvest Festival and we will leave here now. Yes, that sickle is called the Harvest Festival." Not long after, Lumian returned with the sickle.
Next to the corpse of "Black Scorpion" Roger, he handed the wooden box to Franca. Then, he squatted down, tore off the bottom of his pajamas, crumpled it into a ball, and stained it with blood.
"What are you going to do?" Franca asked curiously. Lumian didn't look up and answered simply, "Give some tips to the official Beyonders." After that, he returned to the living room with the blood-stained cloth and wrote the word "Great Mother" in Intis language on the wall next to the statue of a woman with soft features.
After completing this task, Lumian discarded the cloth and walked towards the door.
"Why is it a bit provocative..." Franca sighed and turned around. Behind her, clusters of black flames emerged and rose up, burning all the traces left by the two people and the remaining spirits of the dead.
Then, Franka sprinkled fluorescent powder, chanted an invisibility spell, and disappeared into the foyer with the wooden box.
Lumian then pushed open the door and walked out of 126 Market Avenue with a swagger. He did not close the door, allowing the scene inside to appear in front of passers-by: under the yellowish light of the gas wall lamp, a corpse was lying near the entrance hall, surrounded by blood.
Lumian crossed the market avenue, constantly changing direction, and returned to the alley where he had changed his clothes to disguise himself. He simply cleaned up the makeup on his face and changed into his original clothes, no longer giving people the impression that he was Alsay.
The next second, Franka appeared in a hooded black robe and took the
"Ring of Punishment", put it back into the purse, this
The "Witch" looked at the still unconscious member of the Sting Gang, Alce, and said to Lumian who was about to leave: "Why don't you deal with him? He knows that Charles knocked him out, and the man who killed Black Scorpion Roger disguised himself as him." Lumian did not answer, but pulled out his revolver, half turned his body, and pulled the trigger at Alce who was covered with a blue and white striped shirt. Two shots, the man who got
A member of the Sting Gang that "Black Scorpion" Roger trusted was shot in the chest and lost his life. Seeing that Lumian didn't care about anything and did whatever she suggested, Franka shook her head secretly and dealt with the remaining spirits and traces in the alley. Then, she hid her figure again and went with Lumian.