Chapter four hundred and fiftieth sad people in the play
Under the night, the black palace skirt brushed against the shimmering mirrors one after another. The delicate tulle passed through the yellow mist and finally stopped under a street lamp.
The elegant gas lamp exuded a dim, deep yellow light, and her dress was neat, with only a few dust particles on the hem. Sharon glanced at her, and a cold wind rose up, rolling away the manhole cover on the sewer.
The subtle smell of sulfur flowed back down the corridor into the street, causing Sharon to frown slightly.
She followed her teacher when she was very young. After passing through the "crazy" stage, she rarely made any decisions based on emotional impulse.
But at this time, the dark entrance to the sewer was like magic, provoking her suppressed emotions, luring her in, and rushing to Sherlock Moriarty's side.
What a strange feeling...
Finally, due to the inexplicable seasonal movement, Sharon's delicate and inhuman figure suddenly disappeared and went into the ground. A cold wind followed closely behind her. The sewer manhole cover that was thrown aside turned with a gurgling sound and was covered with a bang.
It's where it should be, as if it's never moved.
...
"Crimson!"
Klein, who was holding the chain blade, shouted lowly, and the silver charm sandwiched between his palm and the revolver suddenly surged with warmth and turned into crimson light that enveloped the surrounding area.
The ghost, whose mouths opened one after another and screamed at any time, suddenly lost its power and floated in mid-air blankly. Its shadowy and unreal body showed faint signs of falling.
The silver talisman evaporated and disappeared. Klein, who used the chain blade as a fulcrum to stabilize his body, seized the opportunity to aim at the several spirit bodies closest to him. The bullets attached with the "Witch" black flame were quickly shot out, penetrating the middle of the humanoid ghost's chest.
, causing a cry of mourning.
Fortunately, he had bought a weapon that could target ghosts before... Scanning his eyes at the still relatively sparse group of ghosts around him, Klein swallowed silently to soothe his already dry throat.
If there is no "Attachment Revolver" and all depends on the "substitute"'s control of the spiritual body threads, how long will he be able to control each one of them!
Higher up in the sewer, a transparent figure whose face was almost occupied by a single eye ignored the "magician" who was constantly throwing cards, wielding a chain blade, and trying to find time to reload the revolver. The single eye on the single face suddenly shrank to the size of a fist.
, the area near the boy's hole was stained with a coppery yellow color.
The one-eyed ghost's illusory arms are wrapped around its chest, and the tips of its twenty slender fingers are touching each other. A miniature corona condenses silently in the palms of the hands.
"Light."
The cold voice of inorganic matter resounded throughout the corridor like a judgment, and the blazing beam of light followed closely behind, bringing indescribable heat.
The deliberate and indiscriminate attack covered the space within two meters of Klein. The ghosts illuminated by the light beam struggled painfully, but they did not forget their mission and faithfully performed the mission given to them by the "devil" ritual.
The one eye stained with brass color returned to its original exaggerated size. The ghost with a dull face looked down at the smoke and dust under him, and looked to his side as if feeling something.
In the drainage channel where the sewage flows, I was reminded by the spiritual warning. Klein, who used the paper man to avoid the disaster, pointed his gun in the air. He glanced painfully at the chain-blade cane that was affected by the light beam and showed signs of damage.
The illusory limbs closed again, and the re-condensed brilliance slowly gathered. Klein stared at the ghost whose one eye was about to turn coppery again, ignored the spiritual warning and screamed hysterically, and emptied the magazine as fast as he could in his life.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Six jet-black bullets rushed towards the ghost with a vicious curse. The ghost, who had no time to use the brilliance to create a shield, decisively spread its arms, its slender limbs stretched in different directions, and its fingers as thin as hemp rods pulled at the air.
He forcefully moved the airflow around him and set off a strong wind in the small space of the sewer!
Woo!
The hurricane, as cold as a knife, was approaching. Klein snapped his fingers several times in succession. However, all the hastily arranged paper figures were shattered into pieces by the airflow before the "paper man substitute" was activated, and were allowed to be blown in by the strong wind.
into the sewage.
That's too late!
The tattered double-breasted dress was blown into several rips by the strong wind. Unable to dodge, Klein curled up his upper body and struck the match in his pocket while squatting, crossing his arms in front of him for protection.
In front of such a strong wind, the "Magician"'s "Paper Stand" and "Fire Jump" cannot be used, so it is better to make a desperate move and block the moment when the strong wind rolls up his body, and use the windless air strike to complete the jump.
Woo!
The blue-black cold and sharp scream was unbridled. Klein felt the terror that was about to engulf him. Even though he was prepared for the pain in the next moment, he still couldn't help but frown and his face was twisted.
Woo!
A strong pushing feeling came from behind, causing Klein to stumble and instead took a few steps forward.
At the moment when he briefly lost his balance, Klein's disoriented sight collided with the blackness swinging in the air, and his twisted heart beat synchronously the moment it touched the light blue.
The colorless but equally cold hurricane pushed the cold green and black back into the air where the one-eyed ghost was entrenched. Sharon's black skirt fluttered under her indifferent face. She looked straight at the one-eyed eye that was constantly rotating. She opened her mouth and let out a cone-shaped sound wave.
Rushed forward.
"The scream of resentful souls"!
The one-eyed ghost still looked stiff, with his slender upper limbs folded together, trying to avoid the scream by turning into a spirit.
Perhaps this strange ghost was a "savant" during its lifetime, but now it only has the instinct hidden in the spiritual residue, misjudged that the "resentful soul" screams at a speed far faster than that of ordinary ghosts, and the transparent spirit body
Being slapped backward by the violent impact, the already illusory figure was under the impact of mixed curses, like a damaged video file, with various spots appearing on the surface of the body, flickering for a long time before he managed to stabilize himself.
"Resentful souls" actually have such a big advantage when facing spirits?
While sighing, Klein regained his footing and pulled the trigger again. While the one eye on the ghost's head was still blank, he hurriedly fired the three bullets he had just loaded.
Black flames spread from the wounds embedded in the one-eyed ghost's body, and the blackness symbolizing the curse spread everywhere, weaving dense spider webs and completely wrapping the entire spirit body.
Looking at the ghost that was struggling in the air and unable to fight back, and then glanced at the other spirits that were still falling in the distance but had already hesitated and did not dare to step forward, Klein looked sideways into the air.
"That 'demon' should be nearby."
Sharon nodded, moved her gaze upward, and responded as concisely as ever.
"coming."
boom!
Rolling gravel fell, and along with the smoke and dust, a "demon" nearly three meters tall, with a horned crest on its head, scale armor, and limbs that looked like a giant dragon, but with vague canine characteristics, pushed through the dust and mist.
Walk out slowly.
The completely "demon" giant dog had absolute confidence in its own strength. This arrogance made it give up the opportunity to hide in the dark with the help of the one-eyed ghost and Sharon and Klein to detonate the enemy's emotions; it gave up.
Transform into a shadow and swallow poisonous flames, giving a chance of a fatal blow...
This is reasonable!
The actors have already appeared on stage, and the show is about to begin, but the protagonist on the stage still doesn't know that everything he is fighting desperately is just a drama with a predetermined ending.
The moment the devil dog landed, Klein decisively lit the match he had prepared in advance. The orange-red flames instantly swallowed up the thin figure of the "magician". As the flames extinguished, the "magician" completely disappeared.
in the dark.
Sharon, who was floating in the air, instinctively wanted to transform into a ghost body, but unexpectedly found that the air around her suddenly became thicker, sticking to her body like expired toffee, blocking the possibility of transforming into a spirit body.
When Sharon encountered an obstacle, she saw the giant dog grinning sarcastically, her face still cold, and she quickly gathered the cold wind around her, building airflow walls one after another in front of her.
With the help of the "devil" characteristics, the air mixed with the devil dog's spirituality deprived the "Wraith" of one of its core abilities, forcing Sharon to give up escaping and had to passively respond to the enemy.
Gazing across the "revengeful soul" in the sky and the darkness where the "magician" might be hiding, the devil dog's mouth suddenly opened.
"slow!"
The evil and filthy blasphemous words were swept forward. The "resentful soul" hiding behind the airflow and constantly changing its position froze. The seemingly nothing darkness in the distance suddenly distorted, outlining a human-shaped outline that resembled a lake.
After experiencing the danger of being mastered by the thread of the spirit body, it is impossible for the devil dog not to be wary of the "magician" who hides in the dark and uses strange abilities. This is the real purpose of its blasphemous words.
The ferocious horn crown ignited with purple-black flames, and the bat wings with dense mysterious patterns on its back were wrapped with flames of the same color, emitting a strong smell of sulfur.
The devil dog seized this precious opportunity, his eyes were bright red, and he spat out extremely filthy devil words from his mouth.
"Fallen!"
Different from the "slow" effect just now, which is biased toward auxiliary effects, this is an absolute range attack!
Under the roar of the demon, blue fireballs shot out like thousands of cannons, covering the airflow in front of Sharon and the darkness that was slightly outlined just below.
After being covered by the illusion, Klein, whose eyes were filled with deep purple, suddenly twisted his wrist, and white light suddenly appeared on the back of the "substitute" glove, followed by a stream of flames in his pocket.
Klein allowed the orange-red flames to wrap around his body, preparing to use his "substitute's" larger range and faster "fire jump" to dodge the attack.
But the devil dog didn't seem to give him this chance. His scarlet eyes moved from Sharon to Klein, and a slightly sticky Klein instantly burst out from under his feet and pounced on his waist, forcing him to
Bend over and squat.
boom!
With a crisp sound, Klein's slime-covered figure exploded, and the explosion shattered into pieces of confetti and corrupted black mist.
Immediately afterwards, he emerged on the other side of the airflow in front of Sharon. Ignoring the obvious darkness on his skin and the burnt blackness and flame bite caused by the explosion, he waved the chain blade in his hand and drew it towards the demon dog.
There is the spiritual dust left behind after the death of previous ghosts!
The sulfur flames that also relied on spirituality to burn were stained with the dust left by the ghosts. They felt like a fish in water. The crimson flames expanded and expanded in just a few seconds, covering the feature channel.
The airflow in front of her spread and turned into a wall of wind, blocking the sulfur flames from spreading in the opposite direction. Sharon couldn't help but cast a doubtful look at Klein.
"snort."
The demon dog, whose muscles in its limbs were gradually bulging, glanced at the flames on its side and the strong smell of pungent sulfur, and couldn't help but sneer.
Doesn’t that stupid human know who the “evil” really is?
Did he think that the flames set off by an iron rod could hurt an "Apostle of Desire"?
Being fooled by the enemy's move, the demon dog let down its vigilance again. A heat light appeared on the neck of the demon dog. Sharon glanced at Sharon in the air. She did not bother to understand Klein's intention and responded in the same way. The cold figure disappeared and appeared in the next moment.
Into the blood-rich eyes of the "devil".
The demon dog, which was preparing to breathe, froze. Before it had time to think about its situation, it felt that its limbs were tightly bound by invisible things, making it difficult to move.
One after another, the moldy and transparent figures grabbed hold of the demon dog's tightly-knitted limbs, and their faces were all numb. They were the spirits that had besieged Klein just now.
When hiding behind the air current, Sharon was not just evading the attack in a hurry, but also grasped the key to the weakening of the "demon" that left traces on the ghost after the battle with Crane, and instigated the giant dog's followers to rebel.
Phew...a cold wind struck from behind the devil dog, causing it to suddenly become more conscious.
Klein, who was controlling the thread of the spirit body and trying to cooperate with Sharon in controlling the giant demon dog, raised his head and saw that the one-eyed ghost that had been hit by the black flames was struggling to support his body, with the palms of his four upper arms spread out, trying to drive
The cold wind blows towards the giant dog.
The one-eye that originally occupied almost the entire brain was now only the size of a fist, and the hole was dark in color, which, like the body that was slowly breaking, heralded the countdown to life.
With his right hand raised high, Kleinten could not take action to deal with the spirit body that was about to collapse. He could only continue to tighten the thread of the demon dog's spirit body. At the same time, he had already let go of the revolver and turned his left hand holding the chain blade, dragging a fire.
The flaming chains drove the blazing sulfur fire on both sides of the corridor closer to the demon dog.
Unfortunately, the devil dog had already recovered its thinking with the help of the cold wind just now, and the heart with alienated "devil" characteristics in the body was beating loudly, fighting against the delicate figure with frowning eyes.
The fangs opened, and the demon dog spat out a demonic syllable with a distorted expression.
"......die!"
With one arm raised high, Klein's body suddenly straightened up, and then was torn into pieces by the dark curse that exploded from the inside out.
The black mist carrying the curse quickly stained every corner of the paper, and even vaguely tried to use mystical connections to climb onto the transferred body of Klein.
The "Magician" stumbled out from another corner with half of his body soaked in darkness, his shimmering right arm twitching and spasming. Even Klein, whose face was twisted in a ferocious manner, gritted his teeth and persisted, refusing to give in to the pain in his soul.
With another roar, Sharon's figure was driven out of the demon dog's eyes, rolling and falling to the ground. The already illusory figure suddenly became overlapping, and was almost unable to reunite under the impact of the vicious curse.
"enough!"
"You all go to hell!"
Its eyes were red, and the giant dog, which had been completely enraged, seemed to have forgotten that he was the apostle who controlled desires and emotions. The poisonous inflammation accumulated in his throat spurted out with all his strength, and his strong and powerful limbs bent the bow and exerted force, driving the huge flesh.
The black figure of the mountain ran towards the direction where Sharon fell.
The sound of heavy treads on the ground came one after another, and the devil dog running at full speed even approached the high speed of the steam train. It seemed that the bloody mouth dripping with flames would be able to tear the weak Sharon apart in the next moment.
Klein, who was affected by the characteristics of the "devil" and had to give up controlling the thread of the spirit body, looked at the anger of the devil dog, and the future of the ferocious beast tearing apart Miss Sharon had already appeared in his mind, his eyes were splitting, and he was decisive.
He lowered his raised right hand and reached into his trouser pocket.
At this time, he no longer cared about Ince Zangwill, who was suspected of cooperating with the royal family, and the 0-08 in his hand. He no longer cared about the possible culprit of the demon incident behind Prince Edsac. He just held the
Soft and cold, he puffed up his cheeks and blew the brass whistle!
On the dirty ground covered with sewage and mud, with dark purple curse lines on her pale skin, Sharon's limbs were weak. The "crimson moon crown" on her chest seemed to be stimulated by the "devil", and at this moment she actually betrayed her.
The user makes Sharon fall into a state of weakness that she cannot resist.
She looked at the "devil" with anger in her eyes, thinking of the "demon" coming towards her, and finally there was a trace of wavering in her eyes. Under the influence of the "temperance" creed that she had adhered to all year round, she silently closed her eyes.
boom!
Sharon suddenly opened her eyes when she heard a loud noise, and saw a familiar huge white bone standing in front of her. With her broad palm, she raised the illusory river water that silently emerged from the ground, blocking the anger of the demon dog.
"Push it away, push it over to the fire!"
Sherlock Moriarty's roar came from the right side of Sharon. The Bone Messenger did not refute the decision to let the "devil" return to the sea of brimstone, but faithfully fulfilled the order. His hands that were not in the illusory river suddenly waved out, and with the help of the river water
The force threw the giant dog high into the air, but it still returned to the front where it was completely engulfed by the sulfur flames.
Witnessing all this, Klein, who was holding the combined chain blade tightly in his right hand, quickly stuffed the copper whistle back into his pocket and pulled out another white piece that was only the size of a thumb. For a moment, the entire sewer was a little dark.
While pouring his spirituality into the "Charm of Destiny" given by Will Asceptin, he shouted in Sharon's direction:
"Try your best to stir up the airflow near the sulfur flames and let them converge on the beast's head!"
A glimmer of light flashed in the light blue eyes. Sharon, who had fallen to the ground, shook and rose into the air, squeezing her own spirituality. The air currents around the sea of sulfur fire also moved in response, rushing toward the devil dog with the billowing flames.
"destiny!"
Klein felt the scorching talisman in his palm, and looked at the "devil" who became angry with embarrassment. He opened his huge mouth and was about to breathe out the poisonous fire again. He took a few steps back and used the power of twisting his waist to merge the palms into a knife.
The chain blade was used as a javelin and thrown towards the "devil"'s huge mouth.
The silver-white blade with thin sulfur flames on the side turned into a cold light under the blessing of powerful kinetic energy. Klein's eyes followed closely, and the hope and expectation that had just risen in his eyes gradually became a touch of astonishment.
Although Sharon, who was in a weak state, forced her spirituality to stir up a strong wind, she also lost her previous control over the cold wind. She could only follow the command and the cold wind gathering from the center to both sides actually interfered with the trajectory of the blade. Under Klein's control,
With spiritual prejudgment, I seem to have seen the future of it being blown to a corner.
Woo!
A fierce air flow passed by Klein's left side, and a blackness suddenly flashed to the edge of the knife. His pale palm clenched the handle of the knife.
Sharon, who just fell to the ground, seemed to have gotten rid of some of the weakness caused by the "Crimson Moon Crown" and the curse, and with the help of the spirit form of the "Wraith Soul", she flashed onto the trajectory of the blade!
"Swallow!"
The demon dog, whose breath was blocked, saw the "revenge spirit" approaching him once, laughed crazily and yelled out extremely filthy demonic language.
It itself wants to devour this "resentful soul" and prepare for its promotion ceremony while completing His Majesty's orders, so it might as well take advantage of it now.
Thick black mist emerged from the "Devil's" mouth, condensing a powerful gravitational force, attracting everything around to fly towards its huge mouth.
Sharon, who was floating in mid-air, felt the danger coming, and tried her best to pull away, but was unable to escape the shackles of gravity, getting closer and closer to the huge mouth swallowing the flames.
During the struggle, she saw Sherlock Moriarty, who was constantly pulling the trigger and ordering the Bone Messenger to approach with difficulty in an attempt to save her.
The spiritual warning in her head rang loudly. Sharon, who had already known that she could not escape the gravitational pull, had to hold on to her arms. Her virtual body connected to the spirit world suddenly solidified, and her cold face that had not changed for thousands of years actually evoked...
A touch of curvature.
She frowned and smiled, instilling her spirituality into the cracked chain blade. She held the sulfur flames on the side of the blade and returned it to the active chain blade.
Gathering fire of brimstone.
No!
Crane, who was tilting the bullet crazily, instinctively stretched his hand forward, not noticing at all that the pure white talisman in his palm turned blood red.
On the train leaving Backlund, Will Asceptin looked at the Feiyue outside the window with a drooped face and curled his lips.
"You can't blame me. If you want to blame, blame the guy on the 'Origin Castle'."
"Seeing how miserable you are this time, let's consider it free..."
The devil dog feels the power brought by the "devil" characteristics, filling the whole body, and the blood-red eyes occupied by madness are filled with extreme madness, and the bliss after achieving the goal!
The fantasy of becoming a demigod completely blinded its few sanity. The "devil" indulged in the fantasy did not notice at all that the huge amount of sulfur flames sucked into his mouth would be immediately struck by the same ferocious blade.
ignite.
boom!
After a brief moment of silence, the dazzling firelight rushed towards Klein, and the orange-red light shone on Klein's retina, making his vision red.
The fierce airflow set off by the explosion blew the "Magician" away. The pale flames in the eyes of the Bone Messenger, who was less affected, turned and used the river water to instantly move behind Klein, hugged him tightly, and used his body to build a
A wall.
Inside the high-temperature flames, the chemical reaction of sulfur and flames fought against the extraordinary. The huge energy roared and swallowed up the tough pale skin of the "Wraith Soul", but it was unable to move forward for a long time in front of the strangely erupting "Crimson Moon Crown" and could only retreat.
Looking for the second best, he blasted open the head of the "Devil" with the exaggerated horn crown, and wiped out the entire upper body that had inhaled the sulfur flames in one breath. It shattered and cracked, leaving only a "heart" wrapped in sludge that persisted tenaciously.
.
Bang, bang, bang.
The "heart" persisted in the explosion flames for a few moments, and then exploded into a puddle of sludge like a remotely controlled bomb. It pounced on the "resentful soul" that was protected by the "Crimson Moon Crown" and avoided most of the damage.
”.
.......
Cough, cough... A feeling of coldness stuck to his cheek. With his consciousness returning to his senses, Klein stood up reluctantly with the help of the Bone Messenger, and with the help of the Bone Messenger, he stood up and walked toward Sharon's disappearance.
The direction lurched away.
The cold wind from the underworld blew away the explosion dust that blocked his vision. In his vision, which was also hazy and still remained orange, he could faintly see a slender figure with a torn dress and "sludge" surging on his body.
He fell in front of the corpse of the "devil" whose upper body had disappeared.
"Miss Sharon?"
Only a trace of white remained on Klein's blackened face, and his camouflaged light blue eyes were full of hope that was almost pleading.
clatter.
As if in response to Klein's call, the slender figure lying on the ground suddenly trembled, and his delicate face with slight burn marks frowned and slowly opened his eyes.