The Final Protectors

Chapter 41: Shadow Magic Six

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Aldo seemed to say something softly, Carlos vaguely heard him thank the driver, and then the sound of the driver getting out of the car and closing the door finally woke him up. At that moment, before Carlos was fully awake, he was startled—even though he was really used to Aldo watching the night when he fell asleep, even if he was really tired and needed to replenish his strength through sleep, he There is absolutely no such a long time between waking up.

This kind of struggle as if he couldn't wake up, made Carlos feel that he was not lying down and taking a nap... but passed out for some reason.

"Don't get out of the car yet." Aldo pressed Carlos back as soon as he moved.

Aldo shook Carlos' hand lightly, feeling the warmth of his hand that had been huddled in his clothes, and then smiled with satisfaction. Then, while Carlos was still awake, he raised his hand quickly. Lifting his hand, he lowered his head and kissed his fingers lightly.

Carlos frowned, sat up suddenly, and pulled his hand back fiercely, but before he could speak, Aldo quickly became serious like a face-changing king, and the topic seemed to skip the entire continent in the blink of an eye. Falling into the sea with a bang, the transition speed is dizzying: "I just thought about it on the road, we'd better not go back today, you wait a while, I will call Evan out, get some things, and then go to Jason Street .”

Carlos almost let him choke to death. He vaguely felt that he had suffered a dark loss, but it was impossible to rush back to the previous section without hesitation, so he could only be silent for a while with low pressure, which was boring. He said in a muffled voice, "Why?"

"Shadow Demon is a kind of Difu with very high intelligence." Aldo paused, then slowed down his tone and frowned slightly, "As far as I know, no Shadow Demon dares to follow Priest Kleisto —Humans may lose their sense of crisis because of the existence of the enchantment, but it is impossible for Difu, there are no rules in the dark world except for the weak and the strong, and it is impossible for the shadow devil not to feel the existence stronger than himself."

Carlos rolled down the car window a little, and responded irritably: "So?"

"You have dealt with Krystal a lot, but have you heard about that key?" Aldo pointed out sharply, "And if it is really something particularly important, if you are a priest, you Will you not keep it with you, but give it to an ordinary clansman?"

This sounded very reasonable, Carlos hesitated for a moment, then had to nod, admitting that he might be right.

"In addition," Aldo gave him a slightly helpless look, "you saw the skills of those gold medalists in the temple that day, and the people I brought over today were all urgently dispatched by Mr. Meiguert , According to him, most of these people are novices, some even just finished their internship, the drill is okay, and it is barely enough to install an instrument, but you think that if the shadow demon appears, only Gal will lead them Can you really handle it? You can rest assured that he is there alone."

Even in Aldo's eyes, Carlos is good at everything, and his intermittent carelessness will often make the careful former archbishop depressed.

Carlos sighed, stretched his long legs that had been curled up for a long time, and finally told the truth: "I don't think they can catch the shadow demon at all, that thing is smarter than humans, patient and elusive, not an abyss jackal That kind of fool who likes to defecate indiscriminately and only has fangs will rarely face hunters head-on. Instead, they surrounded the entire Jason block with great fanfare, and the whole air was tense. I think they can catch A rabbit would be fine."

Aldo didn't answer for a long time.

Carlos turned his head and found that the other party was looking at him with a very complicated expression: "What?"

"No," Aldo looked away, and the corners of his mouth seemed to struggle a little, revealing a smile that was half happy but sad, "It's nothing... I just suddenly felt that I probably shouldn't expect too much. With you sitting like this Beside me, even if you talk to me a few words, I... actually feel very happy—you sit down, I'll call Evan."

After he finished speaking, he was like a salesman who forced something into someone's arms and ran away. Without even looking at Carlos, he opened the door and got out of the car at lightning speed.

What Carlos wanted to say was choked again, and his chest was so painful that he really didn't know what expression to put on, so he had to punch the car door hard in frustration: "Damn it."

However, Carlos saw his palm at this time, and he was taken aback for a moment—he cut his palm with a sword not long ago. Although the wound there had healed a long time ago, new wounds always left scars, even he clearly remembered , The scar was still there two days ago, sometimes itching, but now, it has disappeared.

The skin on the palms was smooth and shiny, as if it had never been damaged.

He suddenly raised his head, facing the direction Aldo was walking away, and frowned thoughtfully.

Maybe Carlos had a crow's mouth. Just after they left, Gal opened a room in a hotel near Jason Street as a temporary command post. The laptop screen in front of him was displaying Image.

He poured himself a cup of coffee from the coffee pot. It was cold, the sour taste overpowering the aroma, but it seemed more refreshing.

At this time, the communicator on the table rang, and the companion's voice came from inside: "Gal, look at number thirty-five."

Although Gal didn't show it, his nerves were already very tense, and he immediately turned up the screen on the No. 35 monitor, and found that there was a group of strange black spiders lined up on the wall that looked obscure under the streetlight. The team climbed over.

The leading one was as big as a basketball even if its legs were not counted. Behind it was a group of spiders with big fists, and a bunch of slender and long-haired legs scraped across the old wall in a neat order.

Sara State is in the mountainous area, and of course there are many insects, ants, snakes and spiders, but it is still winter, and Gal has never seen such a big spider.

"Would you like to record it?" The hunter who called him earlier lowered his voice for some unknown reason, "I think this thing can be recorded and sold to 'Fantastic Animal World'."

"Okay, Lord, I know you have an aunt who works in a TV station. I've already heard that my ears are about to grow calluses." Gal stared at the screen tightly, watching the spider as big as a basketball rushing towards the sewer He ran away in the direction, "Aren't they going to block the sewer?"

Gal muttered, put down his coffee cup, and turned up the screen on the No. 35 monitor again. He saw that the largest spider seemed to be able to shrink bones, squeezing and squeezing in the gap in the sewer, and finally Like a piece of plasticine, it was smoothly squeezed in through the slit.

"I think I know what this is." Auntie's voice came from the earphones to control Lord, "It's a rubber spider!"

Gal frowned: "Underground creatures?"

"That's right." Lord said seriously, "Have you noticed? They seem to be running for their lives."

Strictly speaking, "underground creatures" are creatures that are more inclined to dark attributes, but most of them are not aggressive, do not compete with the world, and do not compete with "surface creatures" for living resources, and they are not even big enough to land, and Human beings have always lived in peace.

But they are good sirens. For example, although rubber spiders look vicious, they are actually very timid. It is very incomprehensible that they live underground because they are afraid of light, and shuttle in the dark every day. Very afraid of shadows!

At this time, a car passed by the hospital road, the headlights of the car passed the corner quickly, and a rubber spider that had not kept up with the main force seemed to be frozen, and stood upright in place. After sweeping over, it belatedly finally remembered its own ultimate life-saving move—quickly turned over, with its claws facing the sky, and slowly pretended to be dead.

Too bad there wasn't even a close-up of it this time, because all the monitor alarms were screaming at the same time.

It sounded a bit like a fire siren, coming together like a volcanic eruption. An analysis box automatically popped up on the screen in front of Gal, and at the same time the image was played back, all the way back to the camera of the car driving over.

The headlights swept across buildings, street lamps, and utility poles, and their shadows quickly swung from front to back, and finally a red frame appeared on the screen, which landed in the corner of the wall, and the picture froze.

There was a sudden figure, which seemed to grow out of thin air on the corner of the empty street.

Suddenly, there was a noise like a vegetable market in the earphones.

"It's a shadow demon!"

Oh yes, of course, you've seen it.

"The demon class actually exists!"

So this guy originally planned to come over to make soy sauce

"What? Should we line up now? Should we block? Maybe we need a decoy?"

bait? This is a good idea, use what, brains? The question is who brought it

"Lord! Please bless us!"

... Well, maybe this is the brightest sentence of the whole night.

"That's enough, listen to me!" Gal picked up the walkie-talkie and abruptly recited a difficult mantra amidst the chaotic voices, "Remember this mantra before you act, it can protect your brains."

There was a moment of silence in the earphones, and Lord, who had been silent just now, finally spoke, "Uh... Gal, please repeat it again."

Gal stared at the direction of the street corner on the monitor—he was sure that the shadow demon was still there, and from where it stood it could just observe the Watson's house—could it be that it was staring at the child? No... Gal repeated the chanting of the mantra word by word, and said to himself in his heart—that's impossible, the child of the Watson family is only in his teens, and the child's early memory is very chaotic and lackluster. , I'm afraid it's not enough for this greedy guy to stuff his teeth.

Then it stands there motionless, is it waiting for something

"No, Gal," Lord interrupted his words and thoughts at the same time, "This is a tenth-level spell. Have you forgotten that those who have not passed the gold medal test cannot even complete the foundation of the spell operation."

Gal took a deep breath and fell silent.

Even without protective spells, they still have the protection items of the temple—of course, the level of protection items is level three, which means that they cannot meet the protection against Difu above level three.

"Everyone stay put and stand by." Gal stared at the monitor and ordered.

He couldn't help hesitating, and the earphones became chaotic before they fought against the enemy. Most of these people who followed Archbishop Alder accepted Louis' urgent transfer order. It was very unfortunate—they were either newcomers who had just finished their internship, or It is usually not very effective and is often forgotten by people.

They must not be allowed to come into contact with shadow demons, this is the only definite conclusion Gal has drawn.

But what to do? Watching the shadow demon leave their surveillance range? The siren of the monitoring system still rang in his ears one after another, and he asked himself over and over again: What should I do

A pair of dark green eyes with a playful smile suddenly appeared in his mind - Gal asked himself, if it was Carlos, what would he do now

He tightly suppressed his rapid breathing, clenched his fists involuntarily, and the palms of his hands were sweating.

"Keep an eye on the monitor, and tell me immediately if there is any situation." After a pause of two seconds that lasted like a lifetime, Gal finally finished the order.

Afterwards, he took off the earphones, and put on the protective equipment and badges on himself in a daze. For a while, his mind was completely blank, and he could only hear the sound of his own heartbeat.

One-on-one devil-level—the moment he walked out of the room, Gal suddenly showed a self-deprecating smile. If Louis knew, he would definitely say that he was out of his mind.