Austa Trull had no doubt that Charles could deal with the water monster, but he did not expect that the other party would be so relaxed and behave so cruelly, just like an adult beating a child.
Aosta's mind once again raised the previous question: Which path and sequence did Charles belong to? Why can he fight and seem to have powerful divination abilities?
In the area full of dark red and light yellow traces, Lumian squatted down, pulled out the ceremonial silver dagger, inserted it from the smashed wound, cut off the water monster's flesh, and put them into the prepared empty space one by one.
Inside the wooden box.
After filling two boxes in a row and collecting the scales that glowed with blue light, he took out a metal vial and picked up the monster blood that was constantly overflowing.
Seeing this, Aosta approached the water monster step by step and waited beside it.
Not long after, Lumian stood up, turned around, and walked towards the road he came from.
Austa Trull quickly squatted down and collected blood, scales and organs that he thought were richer in spirituality.
He raised his head from time to time and looked at Lumian, only to find that he was walking further and further away, with no intention of stopping and waiting for him.
This made Aosta become quite nervous and panicked. After all, judging from the performance of the water monster that was easily eliminated by Charles, there was a high probability that he could be easily eliminated. If he was left alone by the underground river in the dark depths,
If you encounter another monster attracted by the smell of blood, you will be in big trouble!
After hastily loading up the cut materials, Aosta did not dare to stay any longer. He reluctantly abandoned at least nine-tenths of the water monster corpses and followed Lumian.
When the light of the two people's carbide lamps disappeared at the end of the road, the area returned to darkness, with only the sound of rushing water echoing endlessly.
I don’t know how long it took, but several college students who were looking for excitement underground passed by here carrying kerosene-burning lanterns.
They saw that the stone wall was dented and slightly damaged, and that the road was messy and had many broken parts. Apart from these, everything was so peaceful and silent, with neither the body of the water monster nor the spots representing blood.
Farewell to Ostatrull, Lumian took a public horse and returned to the market area.
After taking other materials from Room 07 of the "Golden Rooster Hotel", he carried the carbide lamp and entered the underground world again.
His destination was the quarry cave where the last ceremony was held. He wanted to make the mysterious potion needed for the "Prophecy" before dark. He went to the nearest hospital at night and found a freshly dead body in the morgue.
Long dead body.
As he continued to descend deeper from the level that roughly replicated the ground layout, Lumian suddenly slowed down.
Relying on the light of the carbide lamp, he saw some more obvious and fresh footprints on the slightly wet road.
"Very heavy footprints..." Lumian observed for a while and said to himself silently with a little doubt.
Judging from the footprints alone, he believed that the person who just passed by weighed more than 100 kilograms, or was carrying something heavy.
"Who could it be and what are they doing underground? A smuggler?" Lumian had a guess, but had no intention of tracking it.
People come and go in the underground world of Trier. If he doesn't miss every step, he will only exhaust himself.
Moreover, the other party has no grudges against him. As long as it does not affect his subsequent ritual magic, even if he plans to kill someone and silence him, it has nothing to do with him.
Lumian twisted the knob and controlled the reaction speed of calcium carbide and water, reducing the intensity of the flame burning and dimming the light a lot.
He was worried that the owner of the footprints was not far ahead and sensed an obvious light approaching from behind.
After walking for a while, Lumian suddenly sniffed, and he smelled a slightly familiar smell: the perfume that seemed to arouse men's desire mixed with a bit of orange fragrance.
After recalling for a few seconds, Lumian identified the owner of the scent: "Little ***" Jenna, the "flamboyant" singer!
Are these footprints hers? Impossible, how could she weigh more than 100 kilograms? She is not made of iron! Moreover, these footprints clearly belong to a man.
Lumian's thoughts raced and he had two guesses: "Either Jenna was good at covering up her footprints and left no corresponding traces, or she was raped by the man.
Carry it on your back...
"It is normal for two people to add up to more than 100 kilograms...
"Judging from the footprints alone, the man is between 1.65 and 1.7 meters tall, and his walking posture is a bit strange..."
Thinking of this, Lumian raised his eyebrows. He became curious and planned to follow Jenna to see what happened to Jenna, or what she was planning to do. You must know that this "flamboyant woman" was suspected of being a "red girl".
"Boots" Franca's lover, the things she participated in may involve some secret of the Savoyard Party.
For Lumian, who is seeking "higher status", this may be an opportunity.
Lumian once again lowered the light of the carbide lamp, so that once it was turned off, the flame would go out quickly.
He followed the footprints and walked in the shadows on the side of the tunnel, always paying attention to the distance and turning off the lights if something went wrong.
When the footprints became fresher and fresher, as if they had just been left, he extinguished the carbide lamp, followed the path he had memorized, and moved forward in the darkness.
Not long after, he arrived at a fork in the road and saw a bit of blue light overflowing from the end of the stone wall on the left.
Lumian put on black gloves and moved closer to the other side almost silently.
There is a small cave at the end of the stone wall, and the light shines from there.
Lumian leaned against the stone wall, hiding in the darkness, slightly stretched his head forward, and looked in.
In a relatively flat place between the caves, there is a rough-looking iron-black carbide lamp. Not far from it, where the light is stronger, there is a large, stuffed gray cloth bag.
There was a man standing next to the bag. He was wearing a blue peaked cap, brown trousers and a darker jacket that are common in market areas, with a linen shirt underneath.
This man's breathing is a bit heavy, he is nearly 1.7 meters tall, his face is thin and slightly haggard, and his brown eyes are unabashedly sexy.
Lumian looked down and found that the group had set up tents.
He suddenly cursed: "Are you in such a hurry? No wonder you are walking so slowly. There is something wrong with the footprints. I am chasing you."
He became more and more certain that the bag contained "little ***" Jenna.
The other party should have been attacked by a kidnapper and a criminal.
At this time, the man took off the peaked cap on his head, gasped and threw it aside.
His appearance was completely exposed to Lumian's eyes: his pale yellow eyebrows were messy and sparse, the corners of his eyes were slightly drooped, the tip of his nose was a little red, his mouth had signs of dryness, and his complexion was not healthy, with a haggard look of overuse. " The man squatted down, opened the bag, and took out the contents.
As Lumian expected, it was none other than the "flamboyant girl" Jenna.
Her habitually tied up brown hair has been scattered around her body, and her eyes are tightly closed, surrounded by deep black shadows. She is wearing a white short top and an off-white fluffy skirt.
, I don’t know if the mole has not been touched yet, or it was removed due to friction.
The man moved Jenna out from time to time, breathing so heavily that Lumian could hear it clearly even if he was not a "Hunter".
Is this thing too strong? It looks very sick... Lumian subconsciously had this thought.
Now that he has met, he plans to save Jenna. In that case, if the boss of the Savoyard Party decides to add another leader, "Red Boots" Franka may be able to put in a few good words for him.
Of course, the rescue cannot be urgent. Lumian plans to observe again to see if the group has any special abilities and dares to offend the leader of the Savoyard Party, "Red Boots" Franka.
He planned to make a move after the man took off his pants, making him lose sight of the other.
It's a pity that there are no long-range weapons, otherwise it wouldn't be so troublesome... Lumian sighed secretly and planned to ask the Savoyard Party to get him a gun.
The man moved his hands up to Jian Na's face and patted her twice.
Then, he took out a metal vial, screwed on the cap, and put it to Jenna's nose.
Ah sneeze!
Jenna sneezed and opened her eyes. "
Her blue eyes followed.
The man's face was reflected. I was startled and subconsciously wanted to stand up.
The next second, she found that she was completely powerless and could not effectively resist.
"Damn, shit, what do you want to do?" Jenna reluctantly cursed.
The man showed a sick smile: "You know what? I often watch you sing in the audience, and every time I want to tear off your clothes and skirts so that you can sing only for me."
Jenna cursed angrily: "This lunatic, a bastard who deserves to be fucked by a donkey!
"You're dead! The Savoyards will sink you into the river!"
The man did not respond, and his brown eyes emitted a strange light.
Jian Na's face suddenly turned red and her breathing became heavy.
Her body was slightly distorted, and her eyes were filled with shock at her reaction.
"This is just right. It has a certain amount of resistance but can also cooperate with me unconsciously..." The man stood up expectantly and quickly took off his clothes, pants and leather shoes.
Lumian, who was "looking on", was shocked: Jenna's reaction was abnormal! Was she under the influence of extraordinary abilities?
Is Trier both a human and a dog with extraordinary abilities?
Jenna was attracted**? This, this is a bit similar to the behavior of Susanna Matisse and Mr. Ev...
Lumian's mind was spinning, he took out the ceremonial silver dagger and stuffed it into his right pocket, keeping the tip of the knife inside and the handle against the outer fabric.
He immediately lowered his body, ducked into the cave from the stone wall, and quietly approached the man where the light could not reach.
The man's attention was entirely on Jian Na. His eyes were wild and he had a sick smile on his face. He unbuttoned his belt and took off his pants while looking at Jian Na's body.
As soon as he got out of the shadow range, Lumian pounced like a cheetah.