The evening breeze blowing through the grape trellis made Shade, who had escaped death, tremble uncontrollably. Even if he was a ring sorcerer, his head would explode like a watermelon, and he would definitely not survive. He sat there motionless, watching the scene in front of him, and a voice in his ear murmured:
I thought you were going to roll the dice and try to throw another 20 to turn the tables.
"No, I won't gamble. I just use the dice rolling action to force him to shoot. Otherwise, once he becomes cautious and uses other methods to kill me, I will really have to meet the god of death... Speaking of which, the last time I rolled 20 was because of the script of fighting back against the puppeteer. So if the Blood Spirit School sends the pages of the script again, can you still help me?"
certainly.
The woman chuckled in Shad's ear, still pleasant to the ear.
Xia De showed a stiff smile on his face, and his mood gradually calmed down. He still sat there, thinking to himself:
"I'm not trying my luck here. Since it's called the Spear of Kindness, and it can't kill people who commit suicide, then with my luck tonight, maybe it will work in the opposite situation."
Do you have any other plans
"The original plan was to fake my death, but whether I could deceive the other party depends on luck."
After saying this, I took another deep breath and exhaled, and then I felt that I could control my body that was numb from the fear of dying. My back was actually soaked, and when the summer night breeze blew, my body couldn't help but shiver.
Shade stood up, feeling like he was alive again compared to when he sat down a few minutes ago. He calmly and carefully cleaned the dice with the clothes of the headless corpse, and put it back into his pocket along with the ring and Silver Moon's orb.
When I took back the Kindness Spear from the corpse, I discovered that the blood had soaked into the cylinder of the gun, revealing a circle of tiny inscriptions that I had not noticed before—
Don't hurt yourself or others.
“Ha~”
He smiled dryly, his face and half of the front of his shirt covered in blood, but he did not forget to take the puppeteer's script from the stone table.
The leather cover of the book seemed to absorb blood, so it was not contaminated. Unfortunately, the first nine pages had been used, and in order to prevent the holder from discovering the previous content, the first sentences were blacked out.
Xia De shook his head, took the small book in his hand, and without dealing with the blood and brain matter on the ground and the table, he dragged the headless corpse out from under the grape trellis with one hand, turned around and walked into the maze of the garden.
Blown by the night wind, my brain became completely clear. After the fear and calmness disappeared, I thought with some regret:
"I must gain power and never gamble my life again. I want to obtain the afterglow of God and the power of the ring wizard!"
I will bless you, stranger.
He grabbed the body and walked into the grass behind the hedge, but did not continue walking. After all, the bloodstains on the ground could not be hidden.
Xia De sat down next to the corpse, breathing the scent of the grass, recovering his strength, and thinking about what he could do.
He didn't know how long he sat on the grass before he heard footsteps approaching. Before he could stand up, he saw Miss Annat, who had just separated from him dozens of minutes ago, push aside the fence and appear in front of him.
The female fortune teller with short brown hair tilted her head to look at the headless corpse, then looked at Shade, who was wearing a shirt with blood all over his face, and her lightly made-up brows frowned slightly.
"I didn't kill anyone."
Shade said, sitting next to the body with his gun in hand, he noticed that his voice had returned to normal. Fear was gone, he just wanted power now.
Miss Anat took another look at the body and raised her eyebrows in surprise:
"Although he has no head, judging from his attire, he seems to be the heart collector of Mercury Blood. He died in your hands. What did you do in the past ten minutes?"
"Only ten minutes? It's very complicated to explain. This is a story of revolvers and luck. It may be more complicated than the incident itself. If you want to listen, I can make it short."
He said, but Miss Anat with purple eyes shook her head:
"Then there's no need to talk about it for now. Something happened in the mansion and we need your help."
He extended his hand to Xia De, who looked at the blood on his hand. He didn't want to contaminate other people's hands, so he shook his head and chose to stand up by himself.
"You were able to predict that I was here?"
He asked while looking at the mansion in the distance. In the hazy night, there seemed to be a very faint blood-colored halo surrounding it. Not only that, after he activated the Blood Echo, he actually found that there were traces of blood in the air. This was a blood mist that was difficult to detect with the naked eye. The Lake View Manor seemed to be wrapped in a huge blood-colored cocoon.
In his special vision, he seemed to see a huge and deep shadow crawling above the mansion, and a blood-red blurry light column connected to the depths of the night sky which had become gloomy at some point.
With a muffled groan, he immediately closed the spell. Just from the glimpse just now, his head was buzzing. He was very familiar with this feeling. This was the breath of God. The power generated by the ritual itself was already amazing enough.
"No, it's just that the smell of blood is too strong here. I came here to try my luck. I originally wanted to catch a cat to help me. Detective, now change into the clothes of the corpse and put on this mask. There is no time for you to wash it."
The headless corpse's burgundy suit was not noticeably bloody, and the mask was a wooden device formed by the twisted branches after Miss Annat gently stroked the flowers. It had an ordinary shape and was tied to the head with a straw rope.
"Has the evil god arrived?"
Xia De felt the speed of his heartbeat and asked. He looked at the mansion with his naked eyes and could only see the darkness covering the place. Deep and mysterious, Lake View Manor seemed to have completely changed at this moment.
"Not yet. We have encountered that Lady Lazoya, or Mr. Lazoya. He is a six-ringed ring sorcerer. Now the doctor, the priest and Dorothy have trapped him, or have been trapped by him. I need help."
"What bad luck."
He thought to himself.
Shade could imagine the dangers of entering the mansion. He could choose to leave, but he couldn't watch all the friends he had just met die. Since he became a ring wizard, he had to be prepared to face danger, and he would not escape. If he kept escaping, sooner or later he would be unable to escape:
"I'll go with you."
At this moment, he was surprisingly calm, and even subconsciously curled up his lips with a hint of joy. He knew that he had made the right choice. Even if he really died in the mansion tonight, he would not regret this decision.
Miss Anat observed the detective's expression. The fortune teller understood Shade's current mood:
"This is the life of a ring wizard. Once you step into the extraordinary and mysterious, there is no turning back. Detective, perhaps you just experienced a life and death decision not long ago, but forget about it for now. I'm sorry, although it is very dangerous, you are about to experience life and death again with me. You can tell us your story after tonight."
"Will the evil god come? Also, I noticed traces of rituals in the garden."
Shade asked, changing his clothes and putting on a mask, and walked out of the bushes with the heroic Miss Anat, who shook her head in the moonlight, her purple eyes seemed to be glowing:
"Whether the evil god will come, I don't know. We can only do what we can. The god's descent ceremony is very large. The layout in the garden is very peripheral. It is not important. What is important is the third floor of the mansion. Come with me, detective."
Only a headless corpse was left lying in the grass behind the hedge. Dark clouds floated in from afar and blocked the three moons. The galaxy no longer sparkled. The headless corpse was gradually covered by shadows and blood mist, and peace and tranquility returned to this place again.