The man's voice came from the gradually thickening blood mist, and along with his laughter, Jenkins heard a strange sound of "beep beep~" from above his head.
"Oops~"
With a heartbeat, he pressed the cat on his shoulder, and then wanted to throw Miss Capet down. But I didn't expect Miss Capet to rush over and push him under the table, while she propped up her body to protect him.
The sound of rumbling explosions came from the top of the head the next moment, and the detonation sound of a series of steam bombs almost burst people's eardrums.
The banquet hall is the core of Mysuo. Originally, such a place cannot be destroyed by non-supernatural means, because ritual secrets are conceptual power. But because the knowledge the countess had obtained was passive, more than 30 bombs that were placed in key locations of the manor in advance and detonated remotely with extraordinary power actually directly blew up the banquet hall.
Stone bricks, glass, and wood fell from the sky to cover almost everything, and the thick red mist that diffused in the banquet hall also spread to every corner of the manor because of the air flow caused by the sudden explosion.
Jenkins looked at Miss Capet, who was pressing down on him forcefully. The lady's face was flushed, and then she spat out blood because she was hit by the falling rock.
"what are you up to?"
He couldn't control much, and he stretched out his hand from the woman's ear to directly support the beam that fell from the sky. Regardless of the falling crystal chandelier cutting his palm, with a sudden force, he used the other hand to grab Miss Capet. Pulled behind him, then knelt on one knee and raised his palms up, abruptly lifting the huge stone slab.
It was heavy but strong enough to hold back the building debris, crumbling furniture, and various mutilated bodies that came falling from the sky.
Although Miss Capet was seriously injured just now, she got out of danger in time. She sat on the floor with a pale face and looked at the back of Jenkins holding the big stone slab, with inexplicable emotions in her eyes.
"Are you crazy? You actually want to save me in this situation?"
Jenkins roared loudly, one foot of the slate landed on the ground, and he lifted the other side. He vigorously lifted the big rock that provided a temporary shelter for the two, and he did not forget to scold the woman behind him. He really scared him just now. Jump.
"Because...you are my younger brother, I don't have many relatives..."
The word "brother" gave Jenkins a chill. He had never been called that before, and even Newman only called him by his first name, and he hated women of his age calling him that. But at the same time, he was also a little moved. After coming to this world, the family love came for nothing, so he cherished it very much.
"Don't call me that in the future, even if you reveal your identity, don't call me that, just call me Jenkins."
As he spoke, he gritted his teeth and pushed upwards vigorously. The banquet hall is probably on the first floor of the building, but there are three floors above it that are falling down. Although the explosion and collapse were only a momentary thing, after that, Jenkinsto lifted not only the stone slab above, God knows how many other things were pressed on the stone slab.
"Okay, Jenkins."
Hearing Miss Capet's panting even out, she knew she was healing herself. Jenkins tried to lower the slab, and actually found the right angle, allowing it to rest on something he couldn't see in the dark.
Only then was he able to sit down and breathe, and then felt the woman behind him leaning on his back:
"Sorry Jenkins, I'm a little sleepy."
It was not the last words before she died, but a large number of life spirits were mobilized to heal her wounds, which made Miss Capet's spirits sluggish. At present, Jenkins only knows that he has the kind of healing method that is almost free of cost. Others, whether it is rituals, abilities or even potions, all require a certain price in terms of healing.
"Sleep in peace."
Jenkins turned and hugged her. Miss Capet could not keep her eyes open due to fatigue, but what she saw at the last moment were Jenkins' purple eyes. Those eyes were so charming, so attractive, that she fell into the deepest sleep after a trance.
Repressing the anger in his heart, Jenkins took off his coat and spread it in this small corner for Miss Capet to curl up there. Then he turned his head and looked at the front blocked by stone slabs and building garbage with a piercing cold light in his eyes.
"Meow~"
Chocolate, who was very well-behaved and sensible, licked his bleeding palm beside Jenkins. Chocolate knew that someone was going to be unlucky.
The detonated bomb destroyed the building in the center of the manor's courtyard, but it did not completely disarm the Mystery. The Orthodox Church outside the courtyard noticed the changes in the manor, but when they tried to enter through the fog door, they found that the fog door couldn't pass through.
This time, the tree house only sent a sixth-level benefactor to monitor the countess. Although he was confident of restraining her, he was also worried that the church would intervene to cause trouble. Therefore, while the explosion destroyed the core of Mysuo, it also separated Mysuo from the outside world. Complete isolation.
Now only the church's demigods and a small number of benefactors can fly into the sky, overlooking the manor shrouded in red fog from above, watching the looming legion of the cursed crawling on the ground in the rolling red fog, those red The fog draws their power.
On the ruins of the building in the center of the courtyard, two figures faced each other. Although the countess was also affected by the explosion, she didn't seem to have any damage. She held a feather fan with some peacock feathers in her right hand to cover half of her face, and her left hand held a short red crystal-like dagger. The dagger continuously absorbed the power in the dense fog. It was an energy weapon drawn by the power of the mysia and the blood mosquito curse, and it was condensed from pure blood energy.
The man from the tree house stood on the protruding wreckage of the long table in the banquet hall. He held a silver pistol in his hand with his feet together. The pistol was densely covered with intricate patterns like blood vessels. It can be seen that the gun is also absorbing the blood energy in the red mist, which makes the lines on the holy silver-white gun look extremely strange.
"In order to deal with you, I specially brought the weapon left by the ancient vampire hunter. This gun has a very beautiful name, B-04-3-2863 [Storm Blood Rose]. This is a weapon blessed by the church. The traitor among the above blood-sucking species added the power of the blood-sucking species to it, so that this gun can completely restrain the blood-sucking family and the curse of blood-sucking mosquitoes. Although it does not have the one-hit kill effect like B-05-4-3911 [Vampire Buster], But it is just right for you who have both [Vampire] and [Curse of Blood Mosquito]. Today, you are doomed to die by my hands, and no one can stop it."