Chapter 867 Scuyad (Asking for a Monthly Ticket)

"That typewriter, has the characteristic of being alive?"

Sifa recalled what he saw through the projection just now: "It even has its own name, Scuad."

"It should have an impact on the target area through the 'weather forecast' method. At present, it is only known that it can affect the entire town, and the larger area is unknown."

"It will attack the living creatures around itself, which should be to protect itself. The attack methods include freezing, lightning, and smashing for unknown reasons, but other attack methods cannot be ruled out."

"Its holder will also be killed, and it is not limited to its surroundings. There should be some kind of mystical connection."

"Well, or, Mr. Maude is not the owner, but its collaborator, or even the victim used and driven by it."

"Multiple tests are needed to get more information."

After a brief analysis, Xifa sent an instruction to Kardashian's projection hiding in the hotel through an invisible connection.

A moment later, a black sticky thing came out of the nearby sewer like a carpet, and Shi Ji transformed into a Kardashian with long and straight black hair.

Xifa also canceled the "resentment", put away the "resentment staff" and "twilight giant" cards, and walked to Kardashian.

Kardashian pointed at the two-storey house, and Sifer saw that the charred corpse standing at the window swayed and moved.

It was 'resurrected' by Kardashian and transformed into a living corpse.

The corpse staggered towards the second floor.

At this time, Xifa discovered that the thunder disaster had stopped.

The town was full of flames, and there were cries and shouts everywhere.

People are saving themselves.

Let’s talk about the living corpse in the room. It just stepped on the steps on the second floor when it suddenly shook violently.

It was as if an earthquake was falling upon it.

Then it shattered.

Now Sifa knew how the shattered corpse came about.

Kardashian released another shadow. The body was translucent, and it looked like a man from the Southern Continent. The pale-skinned shadow flew to the second floor with a dark wind.

Drilling in through the window, reaching out to grab the white paper from the paper inlet of the old-fashioned typewriter.

The typewriter calling itself 'Scuad' needs paper to make forecasts, and without paper, it might stop it from continuing to forecast the town of Binger.

This is Sifa's idea.

It didn't wait for the shadow to catch the paper.

In the bedroom on the second floor, there was a sudden burst of lightning, and one after another lightning appeared out of thin air and struck the shadow.

The shadow quickly evaporated wisps of black breath in the lightning.

Xifa snorted and said, "It's really tricky, it seems that I have to do it myself."

The levels of the living corpses and shadows were too low to resist Scuyad's attack at all, let alone trying to find a way to seal the typewriter.

Xifa now has a half-baked idea.

He wanted to resist Scuyad's attack while setting up an altar and directly sacrifice the typewriter to the gray mist.

Ask Klein to help suppress it with the characters of The Fool and Gray Mist, and find a way to seal it.

He was about to pray to The Fool to explain the situation.

At this moment, a carriage arrived, and Xifa thought that the personnel from the Church of Storms had arrived.

He continued to retreat into the nearby woods with Kardashian.

The carriage stopped in front of Maude's house, the door was opened, and several figures emerged from it.

It's like the action team from the Antiquities Association.

The leader is still Larkin Joseph, the others are Hatch, and two other male players.

They seemed to have learned about Maude, and they quickly headed towards the gate of the house with a clear goal.

Sifa frowned slightly.

"Quick, search this house before the 'Punisher' from the Church of the Storm arrives."

Larkin Joseph said in a low voice while walking.

They gathered some information in many places in the tavern.

After these intelligences were combined, the spearhead was directed at Maude.

So this action team hurried over after the thunderstorm stopped, trying to find something that would allow Mod to make a 'prophecy' before the Church of the Storm.

It's about to enter the gate.

Suddenly, there was a bang in front of the action team, and a wall of fire rose.

Orange flames, billowing with heat, stopped them.

After a little resistance from the firewall, it came down.

Larkin and the others saw another director of operations come out, Duke!

The faces of the action team changed, and even Lakin could no longer maintain his demeanor, and said in a deep voice, "Duke, what does this mean?"

"You also know that the owner of this house has a problem?"

"Do you want to take credit from us?"

Xifa raised his hands and said, "Don't get me wrong, this house is far more dangerous than you think."

"I just don't want you to lose your life."

The team member named Hatch suddenly pulled out the revolver and said in a deep voice, "Get out of the way, we don't have time to listen to your nonsense!"

"Mr. Larkin, if you don't act, people from the Church of Storms will come."

Larkin said decisively: "Give it to me, the duke, you go into the house and search."

Xifa snorted softly under the mask, and snapped his fingers without talking nonsense.

Every time he flicked his fingers, a fireball popped out from between his fingers, and the fireballs howled and smashed towards Larkin and other action members, causing them to curse and drink and roll to avoid.

In order to avoid killing them, Xifa lowered the power to about Sequence 7. If it still kills people, then he has nothing to do.

Larkin stretched out his hand, twisted his wrist, and the fireball that bounced towards him was instantly deflected to one side.

Xifa glanced at him, thinking that this gentleman should be the "Baron of Corruption", he continued to suppress the other team members, and he came to Lakin's side in a flash.

His right leg suddenly bent his knee and thrust forward, and Sifa's knee in his pants instantly became steel.

Larkin panicked and crossed his hands to block.

But where can I stop it!

bang.

Lakin was directly thrown by Xifa, fell heavily into the carriage, and crushed the compartment door.

His two hands were trembling non-stop, and the place where he blocked the frame just now was red and swollen, as if the bones had been cracked.

This is still left by Xifa.

Otherwise, if he pushes with all his strength, let alone Larkin's two hands, even his chest will have a hole for Xifa.

Cifer casually threw a small fireball at the window, causing it to burst, opening a gap and exposing the scene in the living room.

"Show me everything, if you still want to die, then come in."

After speaking, Sifa turned and walked towards the house.

At the same time, I prayed to Mister Fool in my heart.

With the support of the team members, Lakin left the carriage, only to see someone sitting on the sofa in the living room of the house, and the person and the sofa were frozen into ice sculptures.

He couldn't help looking at Xifa who opened the door and entered the house, and only then did he know that he was blocking it out of good intentions.

Obviously, with their level and personality, they have no right to intervene in what happened here.

After Xifa finished praying, he came to the corner steps, looked up, and went straight to the second floor.

PS: It's the last day, can you vote if you have a monthly pass, thank you <(__)>