"Hey, your name is... Seti, right?"
The front door of the Cat and Beard Hotel opened a small gap, and Roman showed half of his eyes from it, looking at the slightly disheartened girl in front of him with a strong color of curiosity.
She didn’t care how strange it was that a big living person suddenly appeared on the avenue outside the hotel at this time. She was not allowed to disturb the latter, as she was very interested in the seemingly over-headed daughter of the prime minister, but it was a pity that the latter had only said a few words to her and was reluctant to ignore her.
Previously, she spent half an hour observing the river flowing outside the hotel, but this is always tiresome. Now that someone comes to the door to chat with her, she is very happy.
Seti shivered, then paled and nodded.
"Did you lose something?"
"No... No."
"But you don't usually come to the hotel at night."
"I… "
Roman suddenly felt very interesting, opened the door and grabbed the latter's hand, pulled her in, and then winked at the latter triumphantly: "Don't be offended, Brando asked me to be cautious."
The poor girl was so frightened that her heartbeat stopped, and she thought in a mess, "Isn't it for you to be more cautious?"
But the latter didn't care: "Seti is his own, so I think it should be okay to come."
The enthusiasm and unreserved trust of the merchant girl made Seti's heart throbbing, which was fundamentally different from the latter's expectation. She thought that the Eruin people should be vicious and arrogant. Instead of happily treating her as her own, she was at a loss, and her heart was filled with guilt for a while.
On the one hand, it is the motivation for revenge in the heart, on the other hand, it is impossible to equate the person in front of him with the object of revenge.
"Do you bring anything funny?" Roman curiously noticed the latter's hand holding his chest.
"No... No!" Seti's face turned pale, and the wet forehead was a cold sweat. Fortunately, the latter didn't notice it, but stared at her intently.
"Then what are you here for?"
"I..." Seti stammered: "Uncle Kent is out, I'll see if you need anything. The kitchen... There is... in the kitchen..."
"That's right," Roman interrupted her: "Come and chat with me."
"what?"
"I'm not hungry, but very boring, Seti, come and chat with me."
"I... OK... OK, do you want to drink or drink some wine, the kitchen... There is cider in the kitchen." Seti's mind seemed to have finally turned around and said a complete sentence.
"Cider." Romain groaned for a moment, then nodded: "But then you have to be faster."
The girl breathed a sigh of relief, and walked towards the kitchen in a muddle-headed manner. She didn't know if she should continue, but she had to find a separate room to talk quietly.
However, just as she moved, a white shadow suddenly flashed in the darkness, and a white fox fell gracefully in front of her.
She was taken aback and looked at the creature that suddenly appeared on the table standing not far away. The latter held her head up and stared at her with cold gleaming eyes, giving people a strange illusion, as if it were wise. .
Seti was wondering this, suddenly Bai Wu spoke, his tone cold:
"What's in your arms?"
Seti seemed to have struck an arrow and froze in place. It was not because the fox could speak human words, but because of the content of the words, and her unquestionable tone made her even have no room for surprise. I felt the blood from head to toe coagulated.
"I… "
"Bai Wu, Seti has nothing in her arms. I asked her before."
This unintelligible remark made the girl feel ashamed and embarrassed, but Bai Wu interrupted the latter without angrily: "You shut up." Roman pouted very aggrievedly, and Bai Wu turned his head to look at the hotel waitress. Ying Sheng, his narrow eyes gleamed with wisdom: "I don't know who instigated you, little girl, but it seems that you don’t know much. I suggest you don’t be fooled, those guys who play conspiracies and tricks behind your back. I won't be well-intentioned."
It stopped for a moment: "In her eyes, she wouldn't consider the life and death of a small person like you."
Bai Wu subconsciously thought that the one who instigated Seti behind his back was naturally the Queen of Rushita, and that's why he said so.
Seti was shaken by the words, or she had hesitated a long time ago. She stood there in a daze, and after a long time she took the thing out of her arms tremblingly.
In her hand is a palm-sized test tube, stuffed with a cork, and filled with a strange liquid that was inconspicuous when it was placed under the cloth, but when it was taken into the dark When it was in the middle, it exuded icy fluorescence with the color of ice.
Fluorescence radiated from Seti's hands and spread throughout the dark hotel, drawing the outline of every table and chair in the hall.
Roman stared at this scene and couldn't help making a curious voice: "Huh?"
The irony of this monotonous note made Seti lower her head, thinking that the latter was mocking her for lying before, but in fact the merchant lady didn't think in that direction at all, she just thought it was fun.
"She told you to let you use this thing to poison?" Bai Wu still squinted and guessed the other side's statement very wisely. "She must have not told you that the entire hotel will be alarmed when you take out this thing. ."
Seti was also stunned. Obviously, she didn't expect this'poison' to have such a big movement. No matter how stupid she was, she knew that she was being used at this moment. This kind of poison would kill her before killing others. Fate-no wonder the two esotericists who followed did not allow her to take out the poison in advance.
Thinking of the two esoteric followers who came with her, her scalp suddenly became numb. Those followers were not easy to provoke. She had seen them killing people with her own eyes. She couldn't help but feel a little scared to remind the two'people' in front of her. .
But at this time Bai Wu frowned. It thought of something uncomfortably. No one would use such a large poison to remind its opponent. It doubted that the woman behind this had any conspiracy and tricks-from beginning to end. , Bai Wu always thought it was the Queen of Silver who was playing tricks behind her back.
It suddenly said to the girl in front of him: "You'd better take this thing farther, I suspect it is not a poison at all."
And as if to confirm his words, Seti hadn't reacted, the bottle in his hand vibrated violently, and the glass test tube made a cracking sound, and it cracked in the middle.
A white light flew out from among the broken glass shards, and shot at the merchant lady who was still at a loss.
"careful!"
"This is the blood of God!" Bai Wu suddenly jumped up, recognizing what it was: "Damn, this cunning woman!"
Seti turned her head with difficulty. She didn't know what the "sly woman" meant by the other party, but she saw the white light shot from her hand, which was floating about three inches in front of the merchant lady. A layer of luminous white light blocked it, but it exploded immediately, and the cyan water mist radiating fluorescence spread throughout the entire hotel at once.
She didn't know what it was, she could only subconsciously watch this scene happen, and suddenly felt that the tips of her fingers were a little numb, and when she looked down, she was surprised to find that a layer of gray, like a stone, was running down her arm. Spreading upwards, they first formed countless spots, and then connected into one piece. It only took a moment to turn her arms into hard rocks.
Before she could react, the petrification had spread to her neck, locking her voice in her throat, and then her face, Seti quickly rushed into confusion.
The last scene she saw was that white mist shot out of the room like lightning.
There was a dead silence in the hotel in an instant.
In the oak forest outside the Cat and Whisk Inn, an hourglass was quietly resting on the rock. Under the moonlight, a glimmer of light was emitted from the smooth glass surface.
It was facing the tall building standing alone on the edge of the avenue in the distance, until it was picked up by one hand.
"It's time."
Said the hoarse voice.
Several dark shadows in the forest suddenly came to life, twisting, one after another occultists came out of the bushes. If Seti saw this scene, she might be so scared that she would cry out. The girl would never have imagined that there would be so many in her dreams. People came here with themselves.
And the two people in the lead were the two esoterics who brought her here. One of them held the hourglass in his hand, and indifferently told the others: "If you want to live, you should understand what the adults mean."
The occultists walked out of the woods without saying a word, each holding a crossbow and a catching net in the other hand. They formed a circle towards the cat and whiskers hotel, but this suburb The hotel was a bit horribly quiet at the moment, a group of people walked onto the avenue, and there was still no sound in the dark buildings.
The two leading occultists glanced at each other, and there was nothing to say. It was Gaia’s blood, one of the top three blood in the organization, it can be said to be second only to the elemental blood, as for the supreme Martha in the legend. Blood, that is something no one has seen before.
Presumably the people in the hotel, except for the target, should have been petrified.
The faces of the leading believers are difficult to understand. The three major blood are treasures in the church. In recent decades, the organization has made great progress in the research of them, and can barely use them on mortals as one of the core members. He was very curious about how the'big man' was willing to use this kind of thing on a human little girl.
He thought he would get the answer soon.
But as they got closer to the hotel, the believers gradually discovered the problem. A trace of blue mist was escaping from the window mullions of the hotel and the wooden cracks in the door. Soon someone gradually stopped--the blood of the gods was still in a state of dissipating. It shows that the target may not have absorbed the blood of God.
Could it be said that it was petrified
Or did you say something abnormal
In either case, it was enough to make people be careful. Everyone turned their heads and focused on the headed believer, who also sank slightly:
Obviously there are some subtle differences between this and what was expected.
"Stop." He raised his hand and motioned everyone to stop, but what surprised him was that other people's eyes were not as obedient as they had imagined, but an expression of indescribable and horror.
In his eyes, the eyes of everyone present were as if they had seen a ghost.
He reacted subconsciously, only feeling a burst of scalp exploding, throwing away the hourglass in his hand, and going backhand to draw the machete hidden under the cloak.
The scimitar was pulled out unbelievably smoothly.
The leading occultist didn't turn his head back, and waved his backhand behind him, but he didn't cut what he had imagined, but felt that his hand was held by a cold palm.
The palm was not big, but it was as cold as ice cubes. The occultist was almost shocked as he watched his right hand and a scimitar torn from his body, as if breaking a branch easily.
Then the pain came surging like a tide. He screamed and knelt on the ground. With a flash of cold light, his head fell, and he fell into the sand and dust on the avenue, becoming bloody and completely unrecognizable.
The whole process lasted only a few seconds, and all the voices stopped abruptly before even everyone in the room reacted.
Everyone subconsciously ignored the headless corpse lying on the ground, but looked at the woman who suddenly appeared.
That is a little girl.
At the age of only fifteen or sixteen years old, wearing very strong local style clothing, he does not look like a Cruz person, with long brown hair, broad and clean forehead, looks very small and cute, if not for the other person’s two eyes Words that seem too weird.
The girl hovered in the air, with her long hair flowing without wind, she could not see the whites of her eyes at all, nor even her pupils. There was nothing but pitch black, like two rotating black holes, drawing people's minds in.
She opened her mouth, her voice not at all like the crisp and lovely of the merchant lady, but cold and hoarse, as if naturally with a condescending majesty:
"Mortals, what are you doing to draw me out with this kind of thing?"
Then she frowned again and pressed her forehead with her bloody hands, as if she was very painful:
"Oh, it's so uncomfortable... Brando..."
Except for her, no one in the room could make a sound. The clever cultist wanted to take this opportunity to sneak away, but just as he moved his steps, he suddenly screamed and knelt down with his head in his arms. On the ground.
Under everyone's eyes, the man's head burst like a watermelon, red and white human fragments were flying all over the sky, and the body that lost its vitality slowly fell into the dust. After twitching twice, there was no more movement. .
"This... This is..." At last someone shivered as if squeezing a few words from his throat: "Heart... mental power, mental shock."
The hearts of all the people present were all overwhelming. The occultists who were able to participate in such actions would certainly not be the peripheral congregants. As the core believers, they knew many secrets that ordinary people could not reach.
In Warnd, no wizard can use psychic abilities, not even the Buja, who is the People of Silver. Only a few kinds of weird have the most superficial psionic powers, but the mental impact of this level in front of them can only remind them of a vocabulary.
Non-human.
Everyone regretted it, what kind of existence did they provoke
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