Feeling the wind with the smell of blood and burnt things blowing from behind, Lumian turned nimbly and turned into the alley leading to Nightingale Street.
The "werewolf" with bloodshot eyes was controlled by the anger and killing desire brought by the severe injury. He twisted his body and rushed into the alley.
He saw Lumian leap over the barricade in front of him with a light leap, and he also jumped up.
The next second, what came into his sight was an uncovered sewer entrance with iron-black stairs leading vertically to the depths.
Lumian stepped accurately on the edge of the sewer entrance and jumped over this "natural" trap neatly.
Bang! The "werewolf" crashed into the sewer and half fell into it. His wounds further ruptured and his head became dizzy.
Lumian took the opportunity to turn around and condensed a group of red fire crows, letting them circle and fly towards the enemy stuck at the entrance of the sewer.
Amidst the rumbling sound, scarlet flaming crows covered the area, igniting the grey hair, scorching piece after piece of skin, and tearing out more flesh and blood.
The "werewolf" pushed hard with both hands and finally jumped out of the sewer, but Lumian succeeded in one strike and fled away again.
The "werewolf" became even more enraged and just wanted to tear the bastard into pieces and throw his internal organs to the passing wild dogs.
With a whoosh, Lumian rushed to the exit of the alley and turned at high speed, heading to the left.
The "werewolf" caught up in a few steps and turned in the direction of the target's escape with a tail-swinging posture.
But a barricade nearly one meter high appeared in the darkness in front of him. Lumian, who was prepared, stretched out his hand and pressed it, then somersaulted over.
The "werewolf" discovered it too late and had no time to adopt other strategies. He could only choose between jumping hastily or crashing straight into it.
He exerted force with his legs, trying to jump directly to the top of the barricade, but his forward momentum was too strong, and his feet hooked on the obstacle before his body was fully raised.
thump!
The "werewolf" fell off the barricade, with stars in his eyes.
Lumian stopped running again, put one hand in his pocket, and looked at the enemy.
Around him, a new wave of fire crows gathered and flew towards the barricade.
The "werewolf" rolled with all his might, but was still hit by at least ten flaming crows. The wound on his abdomen, which had been squeezed by his palm, reopened and bloody intestines flowed out.
It was not until this moment that the "werewolf" realized that he had stepped into the opponent's trap. He regained some of his sanity and felt his physical weakness and unstable state.
He put out the flames on his body, struggled to stand up and tried to escape.
At this moment, he heard Lumian's sarcastic voice: "Didn't your mother tell you not to fight in an environment that a 'hunter' is familiar with
"You dared to chase me in the chaotic streets and surrounding areas. I can only say that brains are important, but you don't have them."
The "werewolf"'s mind suddenly buzzed and he became extremely angry.
He voluntarily sacrificed his reason, unleashed his desires, and enhanced his body in all aspects.
He turned into a lunatic!
He chased after Lumian again.
Sometimes Lumian would stop suddenly and launch a counterattack, sometimes he would crawl under the arms of the stone statues extending from the corners, and when the "werewolf" hit an obstacle, he would turn around and fire a volley of red fire crows, and sometimes he would make a gesture to enter the underground Trier, but he would lie in ambush there, waiting to attack.
After chasing and escaping like this, the "werewolf" finally reached his limit and his body was on the verge of collapse.
He came back from his frenzy with a strong sense of danger and just wanted to leave the area as soon as possible and escape from the Honest Man Market area.
At this moment, Lumian stopped as if he had noticed it, turned around and smiled.
He watched as the "werewolf" began to flee much more slowly than before, and a blazing white spear condensed in his hand.
Lumian then swung his body and threw the flaming spear out.
A streak of blazing white light streaked through the air, piercing through the battered body of the Werewolf and nailing it to the ground, completely igniting it.
In the sudden bright flames, Lumian put one hand in his pocket and walked towards the enemy.
Behind him, one red fire crow after another gathered together, whistling and circling, flying in front of the "werewolf", drilling into the wounds on his body, destroying his heart, lungs and other organs.
When Lumian reached the target, the "alien" had stopped breathing and lost its life.
His eyes were wide open, frozen in obvious regret and fear.
"You could have just gone to find the leader of our Savoy Party. Why did you have to attack me? Do you want to use me as a puppet to prepare for the assassination of Gardner Martin?" Lumian looked down at the "werewolf" and shook his head. "How much do you despise gangsters? Are you so confident and arrogant?"
Just now, he had actually been prepared for the opponent to be difficult to deal with, even with a Sequence 6, and his "escape" route had always been close to White Coat Street.
Once we get there, we can attract Franca's attention and let her secretly use the enemy's blood to cast a fatal curse.
If Lumian judged in advance that even if the two of them joined forces, they might not be able to take down the target, then he would turn into the market avenue as soon as possible and use the explosion caused by the fireball to create a noise that could attract the attention of the official Beyonders and scare away the enemy.
However, with the opponent's madness and excessive desire to kill, Lumian felt that he might not be able to weigh the pros and cons in a short period of time, end the battle quickly, and escape the pursuit of the official Beyonders. He would have to hold on for a while before seeing the dawn.
Lumian squatted down and fumbled for the "werewolf"'s clothes.
He only found coins worth 3 firs gold and burnt banknotes and wallets, but no other useful items.
“Have you never considered bribing me? You just want to oppress me with your strength?” Lumian cursed with a little heartache.
He was not too disappointed, because he knew that the possibility of this "werewolf" being the recipient was extremely small, and that he would be able to extract the extraordinary characteristics of Sequence 7, which included Sequence 9 and Sequence 8, in a moment.
That's worth thirty or forty thousand Felgin, or even more!
Lumian can also use it in conjunction with the Shadow Branch to create magical items, or exchange it for other, more suitable extraordinary characteristics.
Considering that there were quite a few weak explosions just now, Lumian did not stay on the street. He simply dealt with the body of the "werewolf", then carried him up and brought him to the back door of the Breeze Ballroom.
Sakota and other members of the Sava Party were no strangers to killing and destroying bodies. They quickly found body bags, put the bodies in them, and sent people to clean up the blood along the way.
Lumian threw the body bag into the carriage belonging to the Breeze Ballroom and planned to look for Gardner Martin overnight.
On the way, he opened the body bag several times and finally saw a little black-green light coming out of the corpse and combining with a sharp canine tooth.
After dozens of seconds, Lumian harvested a strange black-green fang.
He thought for a moment and decided to leave the fang in the body bag and see what arrangements Gardner Martin would make.
Judging from the style of this "chief", he would definitely reward when it was time to reward. He would either directly give Lumian the "Werewolf" extraordinary characteristic, or change it to another one, or buy it with enough money.
In that case, Lumian was happy to be honest.
At about one in the morning, the carriage of the Breeze Ballroom stopped at 11 Fountain Street in the Memorial District. Lumian unceremoniously pulled the rope next to the iron gate, causing the sound of the bell to echo in the grayish-white three-story villa.
Not long after, the butler, who was obviously of Southern Continent descent, came over and opened the door.
He looked unhappy at being woken up, but when he saw Lumian's charred and torn clothes and the body bag dragging behind him, he suddenly shuddered and regained the politeness that a servant should have.
Lumian dragged the body bag into the villa and saw the butler Faustino, who was also a member of the "Iron Cross".
Faustino, who had tied his bow, stared at Lumian and the body bag for a few seconds, and asked in surprise: "What is this?"
"A strange fellow." Lumian replied with a smile.
Faustino did not ask any more questions and took Lumian to the living room on the first floor.
Gardner Martin, wearing a dark blue silk robe, leaned back in an easy chair and asked with a smile: "Who is in the body bag
"It seems that the matter is not simple enough for you to rush here overnight."
Lumian untied the body bag and dumped the werewolf corpse, along with its strange black and green fangs, onto the carpet in the living room.
Gardner Martin took a look and his expression gradually became serious: "A 'werewolf'..."
Lumian laughed: "He came to me to ask who the boss of our Savoy Party is, and he wanted to control me and turn me into a puppet."
Gardner Martin nodded slowly and said, "And then?"
“And then?” Lumian raised his eyebrows and replied with a smile, “And then I killed him.”
Hearing this, Faustino, the butler standing next to the "chief", looked at the werewolf corpse on the ground, and then looked at Lumian, whose only clothes had obvious signs of burnt and torn marks. His expression was no longer so indifferent and calm.
Gardner Martin's eyes narrowed, and he was silent for a few seconds before he said with emotion: "It's a pity that you can't communicate with spirits, so you missed a lot of information."
Lumian wanted to say, "Maybe I need a magical item that can communicate with spirits," but he was worried that this would squeeze out his share of the reward and make "Shadow Branch" lose its mate.
Gardner Martin continued, "I will arrange the follow-up investigation and response. You don't have to worry about this matter for now. I will tell you when I need you to perform the mission."
"What exactly does he want to do? I feel like he has a rather impressive background." Lumian glanced at the "werewolf" corpse and deliberately expressed his doubts.
Gardner Martin shook his head: "It's not certain yet."
He then looked at Lumian and asked with a smile: "Do you want this 'werewolf' tooth, or something else?"
"Are there any options?" Lumian was not polite at all.