"The Weeping Angel, no one knows its exact origins. It is suspected to be a mistaken incarnation abandoned by an ancient being. The exact number of them is unknown, and each one is an angel weeping with its face covered."
Xia De knew that this was the doctor telling him what this relic was.
"In its normal state, a Weeping Angel is an indestructible statue, but once two or more different creatures look at it, the relic will be officially activated. The Weeping Angel that begins to act will release its hands that cover its face. In this state, any creature that sees its face will be petrified, any creature that touches it will completely disappear from the material world, and any flesh and blood that tries to stop it will be devoured and assimilated into a new angel.
The Weeping Angel is essentially a high-dimensional creature that has great malice towards mortal life. Once it starts to act, all mortals around it are targets. Words, images, and other means that attempt to depict the image of the Weeping Angel will give birth to new Weeping Angels; mortals who know the appearance of the Weeping Angel will become the breeding ground for new Weeping Angels; unstable and distorted souls are its favorite prey, and it likes to snatch such souls and occupy the bodies of the souls. It is not a good angel, but an evil angel. "
The doctor spoke quickly. He knew how dangerous this thing was:
"It can also be considered a unique angel, so it has greater malice towards demons and those who use demonic power. Currently, the only way to put the Weeping Angel back to sleep is..."
The demon did not let the doctor finish the information. It turned its head and looked at the gray stone statue. In the winter night, with snowflakes flying, the hands of the "Weeping Angel" covering his face moved downwards tremblingly.
Close your eyes.
The sound came to his ears almost immediately, and Xia De immediately realized that even he could not look directly at such a strange relic.
But closing his eyes meant that the most important sensory organ in the human body was no longer functional. In the darkness, he heard the sound of the statue sliding on the ground, the devil laughing, and the doctor cursing.
The doctor and the demon seemed to have begun fighting. There was a crackling sound in the wind, and then he heard the door on the stairs behind him collapse.
"Detective, the statue has me entangled. Go chase the devil first! We can't let this statue get downstairs!"
The doctor's anxious voice reached his ears, and Shade turned around and opened his eyes under "her" command. A huge shadow was looming behind him, and it seemed to be Dr. Schneider in the form of human pus:
"Doctor, please catch up as soon as possible. I can only hold that guy back temporarily."
After saying that, he picked up the violin case and ran to the staircase where the iron door was knocked open. There were black bloodstains on the ground. Although the demon managed to escape from the doctor, he was already injured.
Shade blinked his eyes, and the "Blood Echo" clearly guided him to see the bright red track of blood, and he immediately chased after it. While preparing the materials for the spell, he walked along the stairs from the top floor to the second floor, walked around the corridor on the second floor, and even passed by the church ring warlock during the process. Finally, Shade saw the demon enter the backstage of the main concert hall on the second floor.
At this time, the performance had already begun in front of the stage. Although the lights were still on in the waiting area, the few people who were scattered were all lying in the black mud on the ground. The black mud covered the walls and the ground, blocking the perception of the ring warlocks. The demon with scarlet eyes stood in front of a row of chairs in the waiting area, and covered its left shoulder with its right hand covered with black mud. It didn't want to escape anymore:
"That's really interesting. What good did your demon companion give you? I'll pay double, and you come and help me."
Shad entered the room, not noticing the door closing automatically behind him.
He cast a silent spell, put the violin case at his feet with a cold face, and took out the moonlight sword from the air with his right hand. The holy moonlight made the demon feel instinctively uncomfortable. It could feel how ancient this moonlight was:
"Not long ago, I saw another moon on the rooftop, but it wasn't as pure as yours."
As soon as Shad heard it, he knew that Sir Prisha, the Moon of Guidance, had gone to see the demon before he and the doctor went upstairs. He also knew that the demon was trying to trick him into asking more questions, but Shad knew that unnecessary conversations with the demon would only trap him.
As the majestic sound of the French horn rang out on the stage of the concert hall separated by a wall, Xia De had already thrown out the exploding thunder gun with his left hand.
The demon laughed loudly and turned into a ball of black mist to escape. It hovered on the ceiling and exploded into tens of thousands of tiny black air currents:
"I am a demon that multiplies desires. As long as human desires are not extinguished, I will not disappear. Human, even if you can gain the favor of desire, how can you fight against me!"
The black air currents were like tens of thousands of steel needles, densely packed and piercing towards Xia De on the ground at the same time:
"Hedon Seal!"
As the Moonlight Greatsword pierced the ground, the golden shield exploded around Shade. The scattered golden light continued to defeat the black cyclone. As the gold and black were entangled, the Moonlight Greatsword was raised forward:
"moonlight!"
Brilliant moonlight exploded in the room. The demon who was injured by the counterattack of the "Hedon Seal" was hit by the moonlight at close range, and at least one-third of the black cyclone disappeared into the air.
But its crazy laughter still echoed in the room:
"So it's you, the guy from the Three Cats Inn! I'll kill you and wait for your demon companion to find this place. Both of your souls will belong to me! Oh, and I won't forget that you have two female companions."
Xia De's expression darkened, and the black mud flowing on the ground "came to life", and its wriggling and deformed tentacles spread all over the room almost instantly. The swirling black fog refused to approach Xia De, but Xia De was not afraid of this terrible scene:
"Feliana's Witch Light!"
The golden light melted the black mud tentacles that tried to wrap around Shade. Shade continued casting the spell, took a step forward, and appeared in front of the black fog in the air the next second.
The "Moonlight Greatsword" and the "Blade of Chaos Space-Time" pierced into the black fog with the shining two greatswords. However, Shade did not feel that he had hit the target. Instead, he was hit directly in the chest by a fist that stretched out from the black fog. With a loud bang, he was knocked out, leaving cracks on the ground, and then he barely stood up from the black mud.
The black fog and mud were merging together, and with a series of bangs, all the gas lamps in the room went out.
Feeling a tightness in his chest, Xia De secretly guessed that he had broken several ribs. He raised his sword forward and saw several black figures in human form walking out of the black mud:
"A clone?"
Shade stood beside his violin case and asked softly. The devil's voice seemed to be everywhere in this dim room:
"By devouring desires and souls, I possess their powers. Even in the distant ancient times, people like you are qualified to be called heroes. I can't wait to taste your soul!"
Five figures emerged from the black fog, including a black mud holding a sword, a black mud with a bow, a black mud holding a staff, a black mud with a gun, and a black mud riding a horse, and they charged towards Xia De.
Feeling the pain in his chest still, Xia De swung his sword to meet the attack. After the first moonlight slash tested the strength of the five opponents, six figures intertwined in the dark room.
Only the moonlight sword in Shade's hand was still glowing, leaving brilliant light and shadows in the dark room.
The devil's voice continued. It tried to corrupt Shad's soul, but found him unexpectedly firm; it tried to persuade him to throw himself into its arms, but all it got was Shad's ignorance.
The swirling black fog suddenly fell from above Xia De's head while Xia De was entangled in the calling desires, wrapping Xia De up in it.
The black mist tried to enter his body through his eyes, ears, mouth and nose, controlling his body like it had controlled the old musician.
But the moment the black mist touched Shade's skin, the burning red residue suddenly exploded on the surface of his skin:
"This demon can also burn!"
Xia De was startled, and the sparks of the First Fire were almost immediately stained by the black fog. The devil's voice that was laughing wildly finally turned into a scream. Xia De, who was originally trying to seduce the devil to approach him, lowered his left hand, picked up the violin case, and threw the case into the black fog.
The sparks of the First Fire were quickly extinguished by the demon, and facing the flying "box", it cautiously knocked it open.
The wooden box exploded in the air, and Shade, who was still struggling with the black mud, took a step forward and came into the air. In the wreckage of the exploded wooden box, on the surface of the glowing silver sword, my heart was clear, and the rune of the sword slashing the demon was shining with a bright yellow light. Shade used the "Ragray Jump" to get into the air and kicked forward with his right foot. The night watchman emitting brilliant silver light was shot out like an arrow, and directly hit the demon that was close at hand in the dark room.
With the sharpest scream so far, the five black mud figures on the ground turned into disgusting black mud again. Driven by the huge kinetic energy, the Night Watchman pierced the demon in the black fog and nailed it to the wall. Then the chain of sin in Shade's sleeve flew out and tightly bound the black thing that the Night Watchman pierced.
"You liar, you are a witcher!"
The demon language with curse power cursed out the exclusive profession originated from the dark age of the Third Age. Shadra tightened the black chain in his hand, waved at the window, and the spell moved the object to open the tightly closed curtains.
On a snowy night, the moonlight was dim, and the moonlight streaming in through the window illuminated the chains of gluttony, greed, and laziness.
Xia De was very worried about the doctor's current condition. After all, it was a sage-level relic, but he was more concerned about another thing:
"What did you say to Lykins Prisher before we met you?"