He stood still and looked at the dishes in the cupboard in the kitchen, and then observed the decoration in the house. He was basically sure that this woman did not live alone.
He tiptoed to the corner farthest from the door, and hid on the side of the simple bookshelf, holding a pistol in one hand and a cane in the other.
The footsteps were getting closer, and along with the two women's conversation, a black figure appeared behind Jenkins, waiting quietly.
"Three, two, one."
The moment they opened the door, there was a bang, and the entire front half of the house was blown apart.
"Damn it, why is it so powerful! This is a dangerous house!"
He scolded the city staff in his heart, protected his head from being hit by the falling tiles, then raised his pistol and shot towards the doorway he remembered.
Neighbors were also alerted as screams and gunfire could be heard from around the house.
"Why did it become like this again!"
After the tiles finally stopped falling, more than half of the walls of the low house collapsed, leaving only beams and dozens of lucky tiles on the roof, and the cold wind poured into the house.
Jenkins got up from the smoke and dust, and the stones and other things that were originally on his body fell to the ground.
"chocolate!"
He called softly, and then saw the cat calling to him standing on a big tree some distance from the house.
Turning his head suddenly, a voice came from under the ruins at the door. A tall woman with red hair crawled out, half of her face was stained red with blood, and her jacket was covered with dust.
"Ha~"
She stretched out her finger and pointed at Jenkins. The man subconsciously turned to one side, and then felt that the left side of his body was out of order.
"Paralysis or petrification? Or vitality extraction?"
He thought to himself, and then pulled the trigger again, but the woman had already staggered and hid behind the broken half wall.
The gunshots became louder and louder, and citizens running in the distance could be seen from the ruins of the house. Jenkins can't swim, and if he wants to escape, he can only sneak into the slums behind. He must make a quick decision.
meow~
Chocolate's tail swung to the left, and Jenkins pointed the muzzle at the left side of the broken wall knowingly. He also saw the position of the pile of light spots in his eyes of truth. He counted three numbers silently, and the moment the woman suddenly appeared, he excited again. Produce bullets/bombs. Although Jenkins can only judge the approximate location, Chocolate can see it clearly.
"Who are you?"
The woman's rough voice passed through the night and reached Jenkins' ears. The gas lamps had been extinguished by the explosion just now, and sound was the best way to tell where it was, except for the tip of its chocolate white tail.
He didn't answer, then bent down and put his cane on the ground, picked up a stone and threw it aside.
With a sound, a piece of metal flew out from behind the low wall and landed on the place where the stones sounded. The ground was dyed a deep black like splashed ink. In this black, a gray-black, shriveled Human hands stretched out from the ground, but they could only return in vain.
"Shadow Realm?"
Jenkins was startled secretly. As the direction of the light spot moved to the right, the tip of the chocolate's tail also swung to the right. Thinking of the quick fix, Jenkins pulled the trigger again before the woman appeared, and the loud noise continued in the dark night slums. back**.
She flinched back in fright, and Jenkins stepped forward, a few steps away from the range of profane crafting and lore-enabling abilities.
The low-pitched whispers came to the ears, like waves rolling in the ears. The shadow behind Jenkins suddenly moved by itself, stood up from behind and hugged his waist. At this moment, the woman jumped out from behind the low wall and punched him with her right hand.
Flames of unknown origin rose from Jenkins' shoulders, flowing down and began to burn the shadow silently. Jenkins twisted his body and swung his still numb left fist.
The two fists collided, and Jenkins felt a huge force coming from him. He quickly turned around to relieve the force, but he still staggered back a few steps and fell to the ground. The pistol in his right hand flew out in a hurry, and the pain in his left arm probably meant that it was broken. The position from the palm of the woman's right hand to her shoulder was completely frozen.
At this level, no one can take the initiative to retreat.
"Who are you?"
"Isn't it a bit redundant to ask this question now?"
He supported the ground with his right hand, and his left hand could not move for the time being.
"Whoever you are, you'll regret it."
The woman leaned on the remnant wall, looked at everything around her with hatred, stretched her right hand upwards, and put her index finger and middle finger together in front of her bleeding forehead.
While Jenkins stood up and rushed over again, the shadow behind the woman changed strangely.
The moonlight seemed to flicker for a moment, and the dark clouds floating from nowhere covered the two rounds of the moon. It seemed as if tens of thousands of people were cheering, and also as if thousands of people were singing. Dense shadows and hazy figures stood up from all directions, showing the appearance of a strange human body. A strong wind blew, carrying the smell of soil in the wind, and the air seemed to become moist.
Even if there is no light, the dark shadow still exists, it wraps the woman in one bite, and it will not fight back even if it is hit by bullets. The wriggling shadow slowly changed, finally manifesting the appearance of a woman hanging upside down.
"Upside down... no, it doesn't feel right."
This is not the "upside-down Shadow of the Mother Goddess" worshiped by the Witch's House sect, it should be just a shell. Even if it is not a god, it will not come so cheaply.
"I ask you, do you know the crime?"
The loud voice rushed towards Jenkins with great mental pressure. He finally got up, looked around twice, ignored the rude question, but raised his hands high.
The candle immersed in the spirit began to tremble, and the flame ignited from the wick suddenly appeared in the palm of the hand, and was held up by the man to burn towards the sky.
This candle itself has the function of "purification", and after being fused with the inextinguishable flame, it also has the powerful characteristics of the flame, which happens to be the nemesis of a series of creatures in the shadow world.
The dark, upside-down figure of a woman floated in the air, exuding a terrifying aura. And the shadows around the house, as the figures continued to solidify, began to recite unknown prayers.
"I say you are guilty!"
Jenkinstowe cried out, holding up the flame, amused at the fact that someone was pretending to be a god in front of him.
The flames broke free from the shackles of the palms and spread in all directions, and the circle of fire extended outwards, burning the weird shadows immediately when they touched them. The fused flame broke through the limit of distance. Although it couldn't extend infinitely, it was enough to cover the ruins of the house.
In the center of the flaming torches, a man with a blurred face and a woman with an upside down body stand facing each other.