Seeing the bloody mist that suddenly burst out in front of his eyes, Yuan Zhisheng was startled subconsciously. He just wanted to slash at it with his knife, but his sight was in vain.
Bloody mist filled the gray air, exuding an unspeakable smell of blood.
"What's going on?" Yuan Zhisheng couldn't help but be shocked when he saw such a scene. He had never seen such a strange situation, and it was not the Yanling he was familiar with. But he was not too surprised either.
, after all, he saw a lot of things beyond imagination along the way...
"Flesh Magic." Shijie glanced at the remaining blood mist and slowly lowered the pistol, "He is no longer here."
As he spoke, Shi Shi lowered the brim of his hat, unable to see the change in his expression.
"There really is magic in this world..." Yuan Zhisheng held it in for a long time, and finally couldn't help but murmured, "Didn't Dr. Herzog study science? Why did he learn magic? Or should he?
Will science eventually develop into magic?"
"..."
This rant makes people unable to answer it for a while.
"This is impossible even if you think about it." Mask explained in Yuan Zhisheng's ear, "Only those who can use flesh magic can only use it if they are above the Bishop of Rose in the Hanged Man path, and that guy is definitely not. But he did use it.
Yes, that’s because there is something behind this person..."
The mask suddenly stopped talking, and his voice seemed to be stuck, unable to speak.
"This matter is far more complicated than you think." Shijie's deep eyes stared at Yuan Zhisheng, "Behind Tachibana Masamune, there is another existence. They have reached a certain degree of cooperation to a certain extent.
"
Although Yuan Zhisheng was still horrified, he still quickly analyzed the current situation, frowned, and asked, "Could it be the king general?"
Because judging from various clues, it seems that Tachibana Masamune has concealed some clues about the Menggui Zhong, and as an old rival for more than 20 years, he does not believe that Tachibana Masamune and Wang Jiang are not involved.
In addition, my brother said that the king's strange ability was that after killing him, he would come back safe and sound the next day. This gave people the same feeling as the magic that happened in front of them.
"Of course not!" Before Mr. World could answer, Mask muttered in his ear first, "It's just a king general, how can he be compared with that one? And whether it is a king general or Herzog, on the surface,
Although they can be called allies, in the final analysis they are probably just pawns."
"Behind Herzog... what kind of existence is there?" Yuan Zhisheng frowned deeply. He suddenly felt that he was in contact with a turbulent whirlpool, bottomless, tearing the surroundings.
everything.
It made him feel an inexplicable fear. But things had reached this point, and he was already in this vortex.
"Do you know something?" Yuan Zhisheng raised his eyes, the brilliant golden boy looked at the world blazingly, "Can you tell me? The truth of the matter?"
"You can pray to Mr. Fool." When it comes to Mr. Fool, World's tone is very pious, "Or... when the party comes, you can pay the price in exchange for the corresponding intelligence and information."
"Party?" After hearing this word, Yuan Zhisheng was stunned for a moment.
"You have just joined the Secret Church, and you don't know much yet." Shijie said calmly, "After you have the code name of the Tarot card, you can go above the gray mist every Monday to gather with other members. You can call
It is the Council of Arcana."
"But because in the past few days, some members have strayed into some special places and have no time to hold meetings. But next Monday, you can attend this Arcana meeting."
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Tachibana Masamune's eyes, nose, and mouth were constantly spurting out blood. He was coughing desperately, and his whole body was in pain as if it was being torn apart.
The two remaining fingers on his right hand were also twitching, but not a drop of blood was shed.
Fortunately, the gray and dark room was no longer in front of him, and there was no longer the black muzzle and sharp weapon.
Knife, his eyes became bright.
Brilliant sunlight shines into the church through the clean windows, and melodious hymns play slowly in the church, making the embarrassed and bloody Masamune Tachibana even more ugly.
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He was just twitching and twisting on the ground.
Sitting in the first row of the church was a priest wearing clean clerical robes, with blond hair and a stubble. He was holding his cross calmly, as if he was praying for something.
Even if Tachibana Masamune suddenly appeared, he did not interrupt his movements at all.
Tachibana Masamune finally endured the pain, struggled to stand up with his broken palms, and then glared at the priest as if it had nothing to do with him: "What on earth are you doing? Didn't you promise that you would control us?
Are all the news about the sect not allowed to be known by the Secret Church? Why did they suddenly come to me today?"
"These two things are not closely related." The priest still closed his eyes, not even wanting to look at Tachibana Masamune, "They came to you because of your experimental site."
"So what!" Tachibana Masamune glared at the priest fiercely, "You must know that you were also a researcher under me before! You should be responsible for these things! And you, a flesh and blood spirit, I also helped you develop it myself
Yes, if it weren’t for me, you would have been sunk into the sea by Bondarev!”
In his memory, this priest was originally a researcher of the same nationality as him, and then due to a transfer, he was transferred to his staff and followed him to conduct research on dragon genes. Moreover, his flesh, blood, speech and spirit,
It was also forcibly opened under his experiment.
And after the split on the Lenin, he thought that this guy was still useful, and his flesh, blood, speech and spirit were also very helpful to him, so he reluctantly saved him.
Then this guy has been pretending to be a priest and hiding in an abandoned church to this day. This is just to leave a trump card that can be used to escape at the critical moment.
Only recently, the priest suddenly came to him and told him that he had researched the key steps to becoming a god, so he reluctantly allowed the priest to enter his inner circle.
The priest held the cross in his hand and his tone was still very calm: "Yes, that's right, I still clearly remember the past when I was a researcher in that red country. But everything is completely different, although they are very similar.