"Wait, you can't just kill me... I can give you information, what do you want?" Hillerton couldn't care less about the pain at this moment. He turned around with difficulty and faced Lennon, who had already raised his hand.
shouted.
"Death is imminent... Still trying to be clever, Shirleyton, I won't get close to you, you will definitely die here today." Lennon looked at him and said in an extremely cold voice.
Hillerton's face instantly turned cold. His performance just now was to attract the opponent to come closer to him, and then use the paralysis spell hidden in his right hand to make a comeback, but unfortunately it failed at this moment.
On the other hand, Lennon really no longer needs the other party's information. He has already got what he wants from Lyle, and now that the matter is so big, the Shrine may come here at any time, St. Carl
Pei Ke had strictly ordered him not to be caught by the shrine.
"It's all because of this old fox. Damn it, he has just used up all the divine power, but he is still so seriously injured... This time he is really capsized in the gutter. We have to kill him quickly and then go after that guy.
A third-class scholar named Kelvis." Lennon thought as he pointed the short knife in his hand at Hillerton's head. The latter was unable to dodge because he was seriously injured.
"Go to hell..." Lennon groaned softly and threw the dagger hard.
Shirleyton closed his eyes, knowing that he was helpless. In this situation, he couldn't even gather his arcane energy, so he had no power to fight back.
"I, Shirleyton, died like this..." The scheming wizard closed his eyes, waiting for death to come.
One second, two seconds, three seconds...
But the feeling of the flying knife passing through his head was delayed, and instead he heard some strange sounds.
Hillerton opened his eyes in confusion, and immediately saw an incredible scene.
Lennon Sivans, who was so arrogant just now, is now entangled with a dark, indescribable thing.
Countless pale arms stretched out from the darkness, attacking Lennon Sivens, and the short knife that had just attacked him was falling to the edge of the darkness.
"This... what is this..." Hillerton has never seen this kind of "thing". He can't describe his feelings when he sees that "thing". It is a collection of all "sin" and "filth".
A substance that scares everyone.
That is, Yuanhai...
Lennon seemed to be shouting something loudly, but was isolated by the material, but luckily Hilleyton was not interested in listening.
"Mr. Hillerton, I think we'd better get out of here quickly, that thing can't resist for long." At this moment, someone tapped Hillerton on the shoulder from behind.
"Kervis!?" Hillerton turned his head and shouted in surprise.
He did not expect that the person who finally came to save him would be this scholar who was not one of his subordinates.
"Let's go quickly. He can leave in three minutes at most. We'll talk about anything later." Morrissey glanced at Lennon Sivens who was in the "Mimic Abyss" and said to himself.
In fact, he had always been nearby, but it was not until the Pyroblast Spell exploded that Morses became aware of the battle.
Although from a safety perspective, it would be a good choice to abandon Hillerton at this time and leave alone, but at the same time he would also lose the intelligence network he finally obtained.
Of course, this is only one layer of the reason, there is another layer, which is the hatred towards Lennon Sivans...
The ring that Scola gave him for promotion earlier came into play at this time. After reaching the second level and gradually adapting to his own strength, Morses finally found another way to use it.
In addition to being an arcane piggy bank, he can also cast a spell on behalf of the caster!
And this means that Morses can use it to use a demonic spell without burden.
And the "Mimetic Abyss" that is currently haunting Lennon Sivans is its masterpiece.
"It seems that there is no problem with Scola giving me the demonic spell. That guy has already given me how to use it..." Glancing at the ring on the finger of his left hand, Morsis sighed softly. This feeling of being dominated is very good.
It's not good, especially being dominated by a guy like Scola.
But at this moment, he didn't have time to think too much. Lennon Sivens was the fourth level after all. Even if he lost his divine power and his arcane strength plummeted, he couldn't always be trapped in the "mimicry abyss". He had to hurry up.
Take Shireton away.
"Let's go, Mr. Shireton, please say less, or more blood will bleed." After using the floating spell to reduce the weight, Morse directly carried Shireton on his shoulders, while reminding him,
While running towards the outside of the port.
…
"This is a devil's spell, and the level is not low, at least the third level...it really has enough unforgettable memories." Lennon had just rushed out of the abyss of mimicry and muttered to himself with some palpitations.
He looked up and looked around. In the Mimic Abyss, he couldn't see the outside world, so he didn't know where Hillerton and the mysterious scholar had fled to.
Fortunately, what the Assassin class is best at is tracking.
"Are you here... That scholar can arrange demonic spells without any scruples, so he probably owns a third-level transcendental artifact. Tsk, I originally thought he would be a boy from the orphanage. Now, regardless of class or
The strength can't even match him. When did Salius come to be such a number one?" Lennon muttered to himself as he walked in that direction.
…
"Huh...huh..." Morses, who was carrying Hillerton, walked through the large and small cargo boxes, moving along a path that he had observed long ago.
"It's not good, Kelvis, that guy is already chasing me." Hillerton suddenly said.
He had recovered a little, so he volunteered to take on the exploration mission.
"It's faster than I thought... Something really went wrong now." Morris said in a deep voice. To be honest, he didn't expect Lennon's speed to be so fast. If this continues, in less than ten minutes,
He and Shireton will be overtaken.
"I said, Mr. Kelvis, put me down. I won't tell your secret. It's impossible for the two of us to escape together." Hillerton said, he said it very sincerely, but
But he was interrupted by a loud shout from Morsis.
"Stop talking nonsense and maintain the detection spell for me when you have time!"
Morses lost his composure, which was inevitable. No matter what he had experienced, he was still just a young man who had just entered the transcendental world for a few months and had just reached adulthood.
After making an unwise move to save others out of hatred, he paid the price.
Right now, even if he abandons Shireton, he still can't escape. The stored arcane energy in the ring has been exhausted, and demonic spells are temporarily unavailable. In other words, resistance is as futile as escaping.
Almost a dead end.
"Old man, I think I made the wrong decision again, but I don't regret it this time..." Maybe Hillerton is not a good person, and he is not his friend at all, but Moores didn't want him to die before Lennon
.In the hands of Sivens.
Especially under his nose!
"Uh...Okay..." Hilleyden was startled by the loud shout. No one would dare to talk to him like this, so he didn't know how to respond, so he simply followed the other person's "suggestion"
.
The atmosphere of despair gradually rose in the dark night, approaching the peak little by little...
Another eight minutes passed. At this moment, there was no need for Shireton to inform him. Morse's own mental power alone was enough to detect Lennon's approach.
In a minute at most, the opponent will be in front of them and block the "door" leading to the outside of the port.
"Look, it's the street!" Hillerton has now seen the streets outside the port area. This is a suburb close to the warehouse. It is even quieter than the port at night.
"But even if we escape, it doesn't mean we can get rid of Lennon Sivens there..." Mooreses stopped and continued, "But I think we don't have to think so much."
A black shadow suddenly appeared at the entrance of the passage.
Lennon Sivens stood there sideways. Although he was in ragged clothes, his momentum remained intact.
"Hey, is this the scholar? He's actually wearing a mask. Where are you from, the Singer Empire? Or another province?" Lennon Sivens looked at the two of them and said with a ferocious smile.
Morses did not reply, but just stared at the other party, holding the cane with the "Soul Control" hidden in his right hand tightly.
"It doesn't matter. Next, there is only one place you will go, and that is the ground... ah, what is going on!?" Lennon wanted to say "hell", but before he could say the word
After he finished, a bright light came from behind him, interrupting his words.
"Who's there? We are the imperial law enforcement department, put down your weapons!" Outside the passage, three or five men wearing shrine uniforms and holding lanterns with astonishing brightness shouted loudly.
It was a lantern modified by the caster, and its brightness was greatly improved.
Morriss looked through Lennon Sivens and saw the uniforms of the shrine at a glance.
"Opportunity!" As soon as the word rang in his mind, his feet started to move. When Lennon was surprised, he quickly got into the side path.
"No, damn it, there were enough accidents today!" Lennon couldn't care about Morsis at the moment. If he was caught by the shrine, St. Calpe would never let him go!
"You're lucky!" Lennon looked at the path where Morsis disappeared, but he didn't dare to chase him. He immediately used his ability to escape from here, leaving only a few members of the Shrine at a loss.
…
"They arrived half an hour earlier than expected. Lennon must not have expected it!" In a small hotel in the port area, Lal was looking outside through the window, and said to himself worriedly, "I don't know if Morsi
Can Si escape? Will this move help him or harm him..."
Yes, it was Lal who secretly informed the Shrine and asked them to quickly leave Lyle's ship and rush to the cargo area.
"You better not lie." Lal closed the curtains and turned around and said.
On the bed in the back, Zot was lying covered in wounds. When Lal found him, he had been stabbed by Lennon and was lying in the garbage, waiting for death.
"What's the point of me lying? The winner tonight is Lennon Sivens... It's all meaningless, it's all gone..." Zoot said with a look of despair, "Silleyton doesn't
For those who may escape, tomorrow the entire underground world of Salius will be under the control of Lennon Sivens."
"..." Lal didn't know what to say, but that was all he could do. At this moment, he could only pray that Morses could leave that area and return to Green Street smoothly.
Zotte, who was lying on the bed, saw Lar with his back turned to him in a daze, and suddenly showed a sneer. He is a poisonous snake!
"Kill this kid, and no one will know that I, Zoot, am still alive. Tomorrow I can leave Saleus with the caravan and go... anywhere, but stay away from Lennon anyway!" He got out of bed softly, and with his right hand
Claw, fiercely attacked Lal who was defenseless.
"Pfft!" A strong hand penetrated the chest, but fortunately it was not Lar's chest.
"Ah!" Lar was startled by the voice. He turned around suddenly and saw Zotte, who had a big hole in his chest, and... Scola Koller, who looked lazy.
S.
"Remember the first lesson, Lal?" Scola glanced at Zoot's body and said solemnly, "When necessary... don't be merciful!"
