Chapter 142 Red Angel Encounter

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"Let him die here. He should die here, and he must be willing to die here."

Medici smiled evilly and said: "The temple where the ancestors were promoted is the tomb where the last descendant of this bloodline is buried. How perfect is it?"

"It's a good death." Sauron clicked his tongue, "It's a pity that he doesn't look like Alistar. Otherwise, I would like to cut off his head and insert it on the iron thorns of the door frame, so that everyone who comes can admire the Tudor bloodline. of madness.”

Medici took out a cigarette, lit it, and took a deep breath. He was in a rare good mood and joked with the two cohabitants:

"This is boring, Sauron!"

"None of these descendants are promising. They are useless as backup. How can they be qualified to be the substitute of the Blood Emperor?"

Medici glanced at the dead Rafter Pound again and touched his chin: "But it seems that gouging out the eyes would also work? Forget it, there is no charm without expression."

"It's quite remarkable to pursue glory to the grave."

The third Tudor victim spoke: "In the final analysis, I still have the blood of that madman. Since I can't fulfill my long-cherished wish anyway, I might as well die in the fantasy of the past."

"Speaking of which, Medici, shouldn't the scene in his dream be imagined by himself?"

Medici dusted off the cigarette ashes with his index finger and sat down on another empty high-backed chair: "How could it be possible? It was a dream I weaved, but what he expressed was what he wanted to see in his heart. Arrived. When the Pound family changed their names, they were destined to lose part of their history, not to mention that the Seven Gods still cared about this group of people. Even though he knew that Alista had not prepared any back-up plan at the beginning, he was still afraid that the members of this family's bloodline would Madness created another blood emperor. Ha, Tuduo really put a psychological shadow on the weaklings like the Seven Gods."

Speaking of this, he thought of his former master's ally, the Black Emperor Solomon, and felt a little sad for a moment.

"The ending of War Red's destruction was also imagined by you?"

Einhorn's knife and mouth always hit it just right. Medici took a drag on his cigarette and admitted it generously.

"I'm stronger than you two losers. At the beginning, I could still receive some prayers..." Red Angel said nonchalantly, "I can still hear the Red of War calling me and praying to me. Then there were none, because soon, they all disappeared.”

Medici didn't say much, and the other two conquerors also fell silent. They are both soldiers and generals. They deeply understand the pain of watching their entire army being wiped out but being unable to do anything. The lonely mood of the rabbit dying and the fox temporarily taking over.

"Hey, you're not taking pity on me, are you? I suddenly feel a little nauseous."

Medici said: "The Lord has prepared men for me. The entire Iron-Blooded Cross is just like my training ground. I want to reorganize the War Red. Guess who will have the opportunity to lead the troops to fight again? Is it you? They!"

After a round of powerful hunter greetings, the Red Angel came to the ground refreshed.

Suddenly, He suddenly turned around and reached out to grab. A woman with light blond hair wearing a black dress suddenly appeared in the air dozens of meters away. Sharon couldn't control herself and was forcibly caught out of hiding!

"'Grudge'? Medici said to himself, and suddenly waved his hand, and suddenly a series of firelights lit up from far to near. They were matches hidden in the cracks of the masonry. A figure flashed in the firelight, but could no longer stay away. one meter.

This... Klein and Sharon, who were easily suppressed, noticed the abnormality at the same time, and each responded. One of them pulled out the revolver and aimed at the red-haired figure who suddenly appeared. The ruins of the small church were filled with rain. Crimson moonlight.

The Red Angel turned a deaf ear to the ants' resistance. Under the red moonlight, he smiled horribly:

"I remember you."

"The two imps who came outside that house last time."

Sharon and Klein were immediately blessed: "Are you the evil spirit in that room?!"

"Evil spirit? Haha..."

Red Angel laughed a few times. He turned to Klein and recalled all the details without any effort: "I judged you as weak before and wanted to pollute your spirit. I entered your dream and tricked you into rescuing me. Who knew? , Haha, you are also a person with a secret."

Don't say it so directly... Klein subconsciously glanced at Sharon and found that there was nothing unusual about her.

"What do you want to do?" Klein asked tentatively.

The evil spirit glanced at the two of them strangely:

"I feel like you guys don't understand the situation."

"Two greedy and cunning brats, you even blew up the house I was in before. I don't need you now. Why are you still here?"

Halfway through these words, Sharon and Klein reacted at the same time. Facing the evil spirit, Sharon let out a soul-shaking scream and chose to attack the spirit instead of possessing it. The crimson moonlight was shining brightly, and Klein was no longer stingy. He immediately fired all the spiritual bullets he carried in the direction of Medici without reservation, emptying the magazine in an instant.

At the same time, air cannons, cards as sharp as knives, and magic used to confuse all poured out. As a "seer" who is not good at fighting, Klein has used all his attack methods!

Of course, the purpose of all this is just to hold off this mysterious evil spirit for a second or two, buy Miss Sharon more time, and give herself time to think about the way out - the match she used to escape had already been set at the beginning. After being burned to death by the opponent, Miss Sharon, who is Sequence 5 and carries a powerful extraordinary item, may still have a chance to escape, but she definitely does not!

However, it turns out that all plans before absolute power were just daydreams. The moment Sharon used the "Crimson Moon Crown", a flaming spear appeared in the hands of the red-haired evil spirit. After being thrown out, it accurately stabbed the center of the moon crown!

A crack suddenly appeared on this item. Sharon almost lost her grip, and the damaged crimson moon corona showed signs of being out of control. Sharon's state began to swing between illusion and reality, and her eyes sometimes looked crazy. Sometimes I am sober, as if I am about to enter a state of "indulgence"!

Once Sharon enters an irrational state, they will definitely die!

The evil spirit's other hand was not idle either. He waved it casually in the air, and a dazzling flame appeared out of thin air, melting the bullets and cards into molten iron and falling to the ground in drops.

Bullets with purifying properties cannot even touch the evil spirit's body.

All the two people's methods were cracked, and the evil spirit after they escaped from the trap actually had the power to crush them!

Damn it, I didn’t notify Maric before he came... No, fortunately he didn’t come, and there was still a chance to collect the bodies for Miss Sharon and me... No, this evil spirit seems to be very good at using flames. Will I be killed by him? Cremated?

Klein's mind began to think chaotically, and in the next second, these thoughts turned into one thought: Am I going to die here after just being promoted to Sequence 6?

No! Absolutely not!

Is there any other way, any other way...

At the critical moment of life and death, he suddenly raised his head and shouted at Sharon: "Please give me ten seconds!"

It is very dangerous to board the gray mist during a battle, not to mention exposing your body defenselessly to evil spirits, but you can't control that much now!

Sharon, who was struggling with madness, was stunned, and then a firm expression appeared on her cold face. She didn't speak, but her eyes said everything.

The loud conspiracy of the two little ants made Medici feel a little interested. The hunter was playing a cat and mouse game with the relatively powerful Miss Wraith. The Wraith's biggest support was the magical item in his hand. As long as it was destroyed, The resentful soul can only wait for death.

The resentful soul doesn't have much strength to resist now. It only needs one more strike, and the red moon in her hand will be completely shattered. By then, loss of control and madness will be inevitable. With a wave of his hand, Medici summoned another flaming spear. Then, he noticed that the soothsayer kid who had not been taken seriously by him suddenly took four steps back, and then the spirit body suddenly emerged from his body. Disappeared.

"Huh?" There's a problem!

Medici narrowed his eyes and immediately threw a flame spear at the little fortune teller! In an instant, the heat and flames were in front of the fortune teller, and could turn him into ashes in the next second. At this moment, Sharon gritted her teeth and threw the crimson moon crown hard!

when!

Click!

There was a crisp collision sound, followed by the sound of metal shattering. The metal surrounding the full moon was already full of cracks, and it shattered on the spot under this final blow. The red moon rolled to the ground and suddenly shone brightly.

At the same time, the flame spear was also shattered by the crimson moon crown, turning into flames and disintegrating in front of the fortune teller, turning into sparks on the ground.

"ah!"

Yue Mian lost her hand, and Sharon suddenly let out a shrill scream. She could no longer maintain her resentful state and fell heavily to the ground. Her knees began to bend in reverse, showing the joints of an animal's hind legs. Blood gradually crept into her eyes. At this moment, countless golden wings suddenly appeared in her field of vision, wrapping themselves around her.

The madness she endured suddenly weakened a lot, and the bulging veins on Sharon's face gradually receded. She gasped in pain. Although it was still laborious, it was no longer fatal.

Medici whistled approvingly at the cooperation between the two imps, and then turned his attention to the fortune teller whose spirit body returned to his physical body.

The fortune teller had a look on his face as if he was dead. Medici looked left and right but could not see any changes. At this time, the fortune teller picked up a copper whistle, put it to his mouth, and blew hard.

Wow! Bones rise from the ground one by one, building a huge five-meter-tall white bone.

White Bones first looked at Klein, then at Sharon, and then at Medici in the distance. His bones suddenly started to tremble.

Medici was unfazed by the Bone Messenger's embarrassing performance. He stared closely at the copper whistle in Klein's hand, his expression still relaxed, and he said a sentence from his throat:

"Is this your secret? Your trump card?"

"The son of the Salinger family?"

After saying this, he looked up and down at Klein with a strange look: "That guy actually cares about someone? Are you Salinger's grandson? Your surname is Eggers?"

Salinger's son? Did he recognize Mr. Azik's copper whistle? Could Salinger be Mr. Azik's father?

Klein did not dare to let down his guard. The skeleton of the Bone Messenger was still trembling slightly. However, Klein did not expect it to help him block this evil spirit. He just hoped that it could serve as a deterrent or send a message to Ah Mr. Zik came to collect the body for himself.

"It turns out we are all old acquaintances. Ha, for that guy's sake, let me let you go."

The copper whistle that summoned the Pale Legion was used to defend this kid. Maybe the Death Archon really cares about this kid's personal safety.

There is no need to make enemies of Azik Eggers for himself and Aurora in this current state. There is nothing shameful about a strategic retreat.

Medici let out a sneer, lowered his arms, put his hands in his pockets, and swaggered past the Bone Messenger, who's body shrunk to the size of a normal person. He took the opportunity to fly up and kicked the crimson moon corona debris that was rolling on the ground, emitting red moonlight, in front of Sharon.

"You're lucky."

Medici glanced at the fortune teller, who was still tense and always facing him, and laughed twice. Flames suddenly rose from the soles of His feet. After the fire light dissipated, there was no one here.

The evil spirit walked without any sloppiness.

But Klein didn't dare to take out the gold coins for divination. In the short few interactions with him, he had confirmed that this evil spirit was cunning, vicious, and extremely powerful. He was afraid that the other party was just pretending to leave, waiting for him to reveal his flaws in the dark. After waiting motionless for a few minutes, a faint voice came from behind him: "He's gone."

Hearing these words, the Bone Messenger and Klein felt as if they had been granted amnesty. Klein quickly asked the Bone Messenger to leave, and worriedly divined again whether it was safe. After getting a positive result, he hurriedly turned around and walked towards Sharon who was sitting on her knees recovering her spirituality.

Sharon said calmly: "Just stop there."

Klein smiled bitterly and stopped about three meters in front of Sharon.

Sharon picked up the crimson moon crown and held it in her hand, feeling that her condition had improved slightly. She looked at Klein quietly and asked, "Did you release the golden angel?"

Klein shook his head: "No."

"I have established contact with a great being. You were in danger just now and were about to go crazy. I asked the great being to help you."

After hearing the words "great existence", Sharon's eyes naturally turned to the copper whistle that was still in Klein's hand. Show it to her.

"I see."

Sharon said: "It's clear this time."

Clearance this time? Huh, luckily we didn’t break up just like that... What Miss Sharon probably meant was that she saved me once, and I saved her once, so I won’t continue to pursue this matter, because if the investigation continues, the responsibility may still be mine... It seems that Mr. Azik, the "great being", made her think that I had a backer, so she let me go...

Klein breathed a sigh of relief and smiled: "Okay."

Sharon nodded as an answer, her body became illusory again, and she floated into the air holding the crimson moon corona and fragments.

But she did not leave, but floated towards the collapsed part. She could already see the hollows in the ground of some underground buildings.

Klein kept a distance of three meters and shrugged: "I didn't expect this building to be so big."

Then, Sharon stepped lightly on the ground, and the sand and stone immediately collapsed, burying the corner of the underground building under the cavity.

This place has been completely sealed. No one will come again, and no one will discover the secrets below.

Thus, Rafter Pound will remain in the glory of his ancestors forever.

However, the two people on the ground didn't know what was happening below. After doing all this, Sharon gradually disappeared into the night.

Klein looked around. Without the matches, he had no choice but to spread his legs and walk back for a while.

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The Silver City expedition team carefully cleaned up the brightly colored mushrooms growing outside the door and opened the underground door. Behind the gate is an altar-like place. The area around it that is hard to reach is deep and dark, and it is unknown what is hidden there.

Above the altar, there is also a dark cross and an upside-down statue of the "Fallen Creator".

Derrick, who was holding an animal skin lantern, was the closest and glanced instinctively. His eyes suddenly froze because he discovered that the statue of the "Fallen Creator" here was different from the outside world.

Its eyes are open!

The blood-colored whites and black eyes looked straight at the intruder in front of him as if they were alive.

Click, click, click, Derrick heard the sound of teeth clashing.

He originally thought it came from some team member, but he soon realized that it was him who was trembling!

Although he didn't know enough about the dangers of evil gods, his teeth were trembling instinctively at this moment.

Da da da.

His teammates had a similar reaction.

No one can remain calm under the evil god's gaze. Even a statue has the power to make people fear from the bottom of their hearts!

At this moment, a bit of powder floated up, and "The Demon Hunter" Colin clenched his fist.

Boom!

The sound of thunder echoed, and Derrick and the others suddenly woke up and got rid of their previous nightmare state.

Before they had time to look around, there was a sudden cry from behind the altar.

"Woo, woo, woo..."

"Woo, woo, woo..."

In the heart-wrenching silence, "Demon Hunter" Colin calmly ordered:

"Derrick, Joshua, please go around and take a look."

Derrick, who was feeling a little cold, was holding the animal skin lantern and the "Hurricane Axe" in his hand, and together with Joshua, slowly walked around to the back of the altar.

As the darkness was gradually dispersed by light, they saw a dark shadow curled up behind the altar.

Two steps further, the black shadow took on its original appearance.

He was a child of seven or eight years old, with smooth yellow hair.

He closed his eyes, seeming a little uncomfortable with the light, and shouted excitedly:

"Help me, help me..."

Derrick's pupils shrank, thinking of the cry for help he heard in the pure darkness before, and he subconsciously raised the "Hurricane Axe".

At this time, "Demon Hunter" Colin, who had arrived next to them, took a step forward and asked solemnly:

"Who are you?"

The child stopped asking for help and recalled:

"My name is Jack..."

TBC

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A lot of things happened in the two days before the big smog, but we will definitely arrive before 150.

Medici: Hey, hahahahaha, how dare you call me an evil spirit, let me teach you two brats a lesson for disrespecting the God of War! This, this whistle, is actually the favored one of the Death Archon. That's good luck to you. I won't kill you, so get out of here! (leave quickly)