The spell that was chanted through the symbiotic contract and sharing the forbidden knowledge of the Deep Demon had no effect - the strange fact that the spell failed to work shocked the two Annihilation Cultists at the scene even more than a corpse waking up from a coffin prematurely.
What's more, the "Death Bird" is one of the dark demons with powerful spell power!
The thin and harsh-faced woman in a black dress looked at the "Resurrected" standing quietly in front of her in disbelief. The black chain extending from her collarbone was floating with uneasy smoke and dust. At the same time, she also felt that something was wrong with the "death bird" state that she coexisted with - this abyss demon was constantly sending extremely dangerous signals, and even wanted to cut off the connection with its master and return to the abyss!
She finally reacted and quickly grabbed the chain under the bird's feet with one hand, and held it in the air with the other hand, while staring into Duncan's eyes: "Something is wrong... You are not the dead person... Who are you?"
"Tell me first, who are you?" Duncan looked at the woman in front of him, and then at the silent man who was keeping a distance from him and still holding the "crowbar and cane" in his hand. "Let me guess... First of all, you are obviously not the messenger of the god of death. You deceived the guard with... uh, the so-called "disguise skills". You are coming for me - or rather, for this body I am currently using. Am I right?"
The woman in the black dress opened her mouth slightly, and her lips moved as if she said something, but Duncan did not hear clearly. The next second, the woman suddenly raised her left hand which had been clenched loosely, and the low and vague murmur in her mouth turned into a strange scream!
The "Deathbird" demon perched on her shoulder also suddenly spread its wings at the same time. Under the control of the symbiotic contract, the dark demon had to resist its instinctive fear and attacked Duncan.
A heavy pressure suddenly appeared, followed by abnormal vibration and distortion of the ground beneath his feet. The ground around Xin Cong suddenly fluctuated like liquid, and then several huge white thorns like bone spurs suddenly shot out from the ground and entangled him!
However, Duncan had no intention of dodging - mainly because this temporary body was not able to respond quickly - he just looked calmly at the thorns coming towards him and watching them entangle his body.
Then, a huge spiritual flame rose from the thorn bush. In an instant, the thorn bush summoned by the spell turned into black ashes, and the remaining flames were blown away by the wind.
The large-caliber bullet tore through the air, and a low noise was heard in the silent range. Duncan's eyes caught the last part of the bullet's flight trajectory, but he did nothing. He just glanced at the silent woman who lived in symbiosis with the jellyfish-like demon out of the corner of his eye.
"Of course," Duncan smiled, "We can't stay here for long."
This spark had seeped into his body along the chains and flesh.
He subconsciously raised his hands, and the next second he was shocked to see cracks appearing on his hands one after another.
"Ugh..." The woman in the white dress cried out loudly, and subconsciously took two steps back in a trance. She held on to the street lamp next to her, and looked at the unknown yet familiar thin figure standing under the street light in horror, "He... What on earth is he?!"
The woman in the white dress stared at the strange and terrifying headless body.
Xin Cong looked at the unknown skeleton bird on the other's shoulder (less ugly than Ai Yi), then turned his head to look at the white ash on the ground behind him and sighed with regret.
The woman in the white dress nodded and was about to turn around and walk onto the path, but just as she was about to turn around, the "death bird" that had been perched on her shoulder suddenly let out a sharp and strange scream. The bones of the dark demon creaked all over its body, and black smoke rose up. Then it suddenly turned its head and stared in the direction of Duncan, making a strange clicking sound and flapping its wings continuously.
He watched his companion shoot the body in the head, then watched the body raise its hand and touch the part of the head that had not disappeared, and watched the body's strange behavior - this was not the behavior of a body without a head.
The reaction!
Whatever this is - the thing that's inhabiting this body is definitely not dead! It's just gone, temporarily exiled.
Normal deep demons have no hearts, they only act on instinct. When great danger arises, they may consider their master's mind like Agou.
She even vaguely sensed the visual signal of the death bird - when the demon on her shoulder turned towards Duncan, a sharp pain instantly pierced her brain like a cone, and she felt a burning sensation in her retina, while indescribable distorted light and shadow filled the red and dark vision!
However, this "acid shell" began to emit a faint green color halfway through its flight, and disintegrated and dissipated before it came into contact with the target, disappearing silently.
Behind Xin Cong, the jellyfish-shaped dark demon floating in the air suddenly burst into flames. In the dark smoke and flames, the intangible jellyfish demon was burned out in a few seconds, and the chain connecting the symbiote made a series of harsh crackling sounds and scattered into broken links on the ground.
"Ignorance is bliss," he shook his head, "You are unlucky."
The next second, his vision briefly fell into darkness.
The silent woman with the strange cane did not move for a moment, as if she did not hear her companion's voice.
Only a small amount of blood appeared in the crack, but broken fragments kept falling from the wound to the ground. In just a few seconds, Xin Cong clearly felt that this already weak body had become a little stronger.
"I told you, you're just gonna swing the bird off her shoulder and hit me - that might even scare me."
The woman in the white dress suddenly stopped.
"Hey, did you hear me?" The serious and impatient voice of the woman in the white dress came again, "Leave quickly, otherwise by the time this guard reacts, the noise today will be too loud!"
Duncan helplessly watched the dark mass explode: "I told you, this thing has no..."
He looked at the strange changes in his body in surprise, then raised his head and looked at the woman in the white dress opposite him: "Is this also the power of the spell? It doesn't work this time?"
The thin woman holding a cane nodded and slowly turned around.
The woman in the white dress seemed to have not recovered from the shock of the Thorns' failure. Her face turned much paler, and the death bird on her shoulder drooped its head weakly. However, after hearing Xin Cong's words, she suddenly smiled: "Ah, it looks like this body has almost reached its limit... This way it will be much easier to deal with."
Xin Cong sighed helplessly, but as soon as she finished speaking, she felt something was wrong with her body.
Knowing that it would be dangerous to stay any longer, the woman in the white dress decided to give up today's action. She immediately looked up at her companions and said, "Let's go. Let's leave the cemetery and signal those two people. Something is wrong today."
This was not the wound caused by the thorns just now, but a crack that appeared spontaneously. Even as Xin Cong watched, the crack continued to increase, as if the skin and muscles of this body suddenly lost their vitality and elasticity and quickly cracked in this morgue.
His head was torn to pieces by the powerful impact of the special bullet, and nothing above the neck remained.
"What happened to me just now?" The woman in the white dress stared at her companion, but quickly looked away, "Okay, we have to leave quickly, Xin Cong."
"Have you reached your limit?" Xin Cong asked subconsciously. He seemed to have guessed something from the other party's attitude and words. But just when he was about to say something else, the woman in the white dress suddenly said in a cold voice: "Do it."
Duncan's body swayed, he stood there thinking for a while, then raised his hand and touched his neck, but found nothing. He then stretched out his hand and gave the middle finger in the direction of the woman in the white dress and the silent woman, then fell on his back.
Before he finished speaking, the smoke and sparks in the air had already dissipated. After the smoke and dust dissipated, he saw the silent woman not far away raising the cane herself - the cane broke in half, and a large-caliber gun barrel protruded from the broken end.
Through the connection between the chains
She felt the great fear of the "death bird" and the warning that it was about to die.
As soon as he finished speaking, the taciturn, thin woman next to him took action. She looked at Duncan expressionlessly, and the dark demon floating in the air, like a smoke jellyfish, suddenly swelled and shrank, and a ball of dark matter with thick smoke spewed out from the jellyfish's body and hit Duncan as fast as a cannonball!
"boom!!"
Fire exploded from the gun barrel, but the sound did not spread beyond the area around the morgue - the woman in the white dress hesitated and raised her finger to make a gesture of silence.
Her heart was set on fire. He stood there quietly, and on the black chain extending from his throat, a green flame flashed.