Through the symbiosis contract, the spell recited by sharing the forbidden knowledge of the deep demon had no effect - compared to a corpse that woke up from the coffin prematurely, the strange fact that the spell failed made the two people at the scene even more confused.
The Annihilation cultists were shocked.
What's more, "The Death Bird" is one of the deep demons with powerful spells!
The woman in the black dress with a thin and mean face looked at the "Resurrectionist" who was standing quietly in front of her in disbelief. The black chain spreading from her collarbone had uneasy smoke floating on the surface. At the same time, she also felt
Something is wrong with the state of the "death bird" that coexists with him - this deep demon is constantly sending extremely dangerous signals, and even wants to cut off the connection with its master and return to the deep realm!
She finally reacted and quickly grabbed the chain at the feet of the death bird with one hand, holding it empty with the other hand. At the same time, she stared into Duncan's eyes: "The situation is not right... you are not the deceased... you are
who?"
"Tell me first, who are you?" Duncan looked at the woman in front of him, and then at the silent man not far away who was keeping a distance from him, still holding the "crowbar and cane" in his hand, "Let me guess.
...First of all, you guys are obviously not messengers of death. You deceived the guard and used...well, the so-called 'disguise technique'. You came here for me - or in other words, for the body I am currently using.
It comes from the body, am I right?”
The woman in the black dress opened her mouth slightly, her lips moved as if she said something, but Duncan didn't hear it clearly. But the next second, the woman suddenly raised her right hand that she had been holding in vain, and the low and vague murmur in her mouth turned into
Into a weird scream!
The "Death Bird" demon sitting on her shoulder suddenly opened its wings at the same time. Under the control of the symbiosis contract, this deep demon had to resist its instinctive fear and attacked Duncan.
A heavy pressure suddenly appeared, followed by the abnormal vibration and distortion of the ground under his feet. The ground around Duncan suddenly fluctuated like liquid, and then several huge black thorns like bone spurs suddenly shot out from the ground, entangled and
to!
However, Duncan had no intention of evading at all - mainly because this terrible temporary body really couldn't deal with it too quickly - he just watched the thorns coming to him with a calm face, watching them wrap around him
physically.
Then, a grand spiritual flame rose from the thorn bush. In an instant, the thorn bush summoned by the magic spell turned into a pitch-black ashes, followed by little bits of residual fire that disappeared in the wind.
"I told you, why don't you round up the bird on your shoulder and smash it over - that might scare me."
Duncan sighed helplessly, but as soon as he finished speaking, he felt something was wrong with his body.
He subconsciously raised his hands, and the next second he was shocked to see crack after crack on his hands.
That was not the wound injured by the thorns just now, but a spontaneous crack. Under Duncan's helpless gaze, the crack continued to grow, as if the skin and muscles of the body suddenly lost their vitality and elasticity, and in
It seems to crack quickly in this dry and cold weather.
Only a small amount of blood appeared in the crack, but the broken and shriveled fragments continued to fall from the wound to the ground. In just a few seconds, Duncan could clearly feel that this already weak body had become more fragile.
A few points.
He looked at the strange changes on his body in surprise, then looked up at the woman in black dress opposite: "Is this also the power of the curse? It worked this time?"
The woman in the black skirt seemed to have not recovered from the impact of the "thorns" being completely destroyed. Her face was much pale, and the death bird on her shoulders was weakly drooping her head. However, after hearing Duncan's words, she
A smile suddenly appeared on his face: "Ah, it seems that this body has almost reached its limit... This will make it much easier to deal with."
"Has it reached the limit?" Duncan asked subconsciously. He seemed to have guessed something from the other party's attitude and words, but just when he was about to say something more, the woman in the black dress suddenly said in a cold voice: "Do it.
"
When she finished speaking, the taciturn and thin man next to her had already made a move. He looked at Duncan expressionlessly, while the deep demon floating in the air, like a smoke jellyfish, suddenly expanded and shrank, and a puff of smoke appeared.
The dark substance with thick smoke spurted out from the body of the jellyfish, and hit Duncan as quickly as a cannonball!
However, the "acid cannonball" was already glowing with a faint green color halfway through its flight, and disintegrated and dissipated before it touched the target, disappearing silently.
Duncan watched helplessly as the mass of dark matter exploded: "I told you, this thing didn't..."
Before he finished speaking, the smoke and sparks in the air had dissipated. After the smoke dissipated, he saw that the silent man not far away had raised the cane towards him - the cane was folded out of the middle,
Protruding from the fracture was the black barrel of a large-caliber gun.
"boom!!"
The fire exploded in the barrel, but the sound did not reach the surrounding area of the morgue - the woman in the black dress had already raised her finger in advance to make a silent gesture.
The large-caliber bullet tore through the air, and a low noise came from within the silence range. Duncan's eyes captured the last flight path of the bullet, but he did nothing. He just glanced at the man with the jellyfish out of the corner of his eye.
A silent man who is like a demon.
The next second, his vision briefly fell into darkness.
His head was torn to pieces by the powerful impact of the specially-made bullet, and nothing was left above the neck.
Duncan's body swayed. He stood there and thought for a moment. Then he raised his hand and touched his neck. When he found that he didn't touch anything, he reached out and gave a middle finger in the direction of the woman in black skirt and the silent man, and then
Fall on his back.
The woman in the black dress stared intently at the strange and terrifying headless body.
She watched her companion shoot the body in the head, then watched the body raise its hand to touch the missing part of the head, and watched the strange behavior of the body - that was not a body that had lost its head.
reaction!
Whatever it was - the thing that occupied this body was definitely not dead! It was just gone, in temporary exile.
Knowing that it would be dangerous to stay any longer, the woman in the black skirt had decided to give up today's action. She immediately looked up at her companions: "Let's go, leave the cemetery and signal to those two people again. Things are very wrong today..."
The silent man holding a strange cane did not move for a while, as if he did not hear his companion's voice.
He stood there quietly, and on the dark chain extending from his throat, a faint green firelight flashed away.
This spark had soaked into his body along the chains and flesh.
His heart has been burned to the ground.
"Hey, did you hear that?" The serious and impatient voice of the woman in black dress came again, "Leave quickly, otherwise there will be too much noise by the time the guard realizes what happened today!"
The thin man holding a cane nodded and turned around slowly.
"What happened to you just now?" The woman in black skirt stared at her companion, but quickly looked away, "Okay, we have to leave quickly, Duncan."
"Of course," Duncan smiled, "it's not a good place to stay for a long time."
The woman in the black dress nodded and was about to turn around and walk onto the path. But just when she was about to turn her head, the "death bird" that had been resting on her shoulder suddenly let out a sharp and strange scream.
, the bone fragments all over the body of this deep demon rattled, and dark smoke rose in all directions. Then it suddenly turned its head and stared in the direction of Duncan, making a weird clicking sound while constantly shaking its wings.
Behind Duncan, the jellyfish-like ghost demon floating in the air suddenly burst into flames. In the dark smoke and flames, the incorporeal jellyfish demon was burned out of thin air in a few seconds, and the connection
The chain holding the symbiote made a series of harsh clattering sounds and scattered into broken links on the ground.
The woman in black skirt suddenly stopped.
Through the connection between the chains, she felt the huge fear of the "death bird" and the warning of death.
She even vaguely sensed the visual signal of the death bird - when the demon on her shoulder turned to Duncan, a sharp sting instantly pierced her brain like an awl, and she felt her retinas burning, and she couldn't help but feel it.
The distorted light and shadow filled her reddish and dark vision!
Ordinary deep demons have no heart. They only move based on instinct. When great danger occurs, they will not worry about their master's mental health like Agou.
"Uh--" The woman in the black dress instantly let out a low cry, and subconsciously took two steps back in pain and confusion. She held on to the street lamp next to her and looked at the familiar but unfamiliar figure standing under the shadow of the street lamp in horror.
The thin figure said, "You...what on earth are you?!"
Duncan looked at the ugly skeletal bird on the opponent's shoulder (much uglier than Ai), then turned to look at the black ashes on the ground behind him, and sighed regretfully.
"Ignorance is bliss," he shook his head, "You are not blessed."