Chapter 152 You Must Attack First...

Chapter 152 You must attack first

When Yago was running towards the location of Shugein, and was quickly approaching the alley seen in the blurred image, a battle was taking place in this foggy alley.

Whoooo!

There was a shrill wind, and the phantom-like mist-shaped giant sword swung vigorously at the unkempt homeless man in front of him.

boom! ! !

With the swing of the giant sword, the spiritual mist surged, enveloping a huge force.

Facing the attack, the homeless man, who was clutching his right hand, covered in blood and couldn't even open his eyes, even though he hadn't activated his spirit vision and couldn't see the armored spirit body, seemed to have a premonition, and quickly rolled to the left.

boom! ! !

The floor tiles were shattered, and cracks like spider webs opened in all directions. The body of the homeless man was blown out under the strong impact and hit the wall, causing the window that had just been opened to be closed immediately in fright.

Glancing at the closed window, the old man lowered his top hat slightly, and said in a hoarse and deep voice:

"Don't struggle anymore, leave the 'mystery' of the homeless, I won't kill you."

As he spoke, a harsh and unreal growl sounded around him.

The misty figure holding a giant sword solidified slightly beside him.

It was a tall figure wearing a dark gray full body armor and his face was covered by a helmet.

And in the center of his illusory body, there is a white, rib-like object.

"Do you think that's possible?"

The bloody homeless man spat out a mouthful of bloody saliva and sneered:

"A living person is not a mystery. Mystery can be swept away by spiritual tides. If you want to take my mystery away, you have to kill me. I don't want to lose control."

Despite being at an absolute disadvantage, the Tramp has no intention of surrendering.

"That's not necessarily true." The old man slightly lowered his top hat, showing a smile, "It is possible to actively separate the mysteries, and it is also possible to maintain rationality after losing the mysteries. It's just that those who can't do it become monsters."

The old man's words seemed to hit his point of laughter, and he couldn't help laughing until he choked on the gushing blood.

When the blood dripped from his chin to his chest, he sneered and responded:

"Your words can only deceive those small organizations with little knowledge and the Extraordinary of the church who strictly keep secrets. Those who joined us know that the mystery comes from the hidden existence of the boundless deep space. Starting from obtaining the 'mystery', we It is already passively bearing the power pollution of high-sequence hidden existence, the pollution passed down from the sequence chain."

"Once out of control, will it become a monster? Become?"

"Hey, the appearance after losing control is our real posture."

The tramp showed a smile:

"Nothing is harmless. 'Mystery' brings us strength, but it also becomes our dependence. Once we step into the mysterious side, there is absolutely no way to turn back."

"The higher the sequence, the more dangerous it is, and 'mystery' is both a hazard and a stable protection."

Looking at the stunned old man, and then glancing at the shadow standing beside him, the homeless man laughed again:

"You don't know, do you? Idiot? How did you get promoted to the bone picker?"

Seemingly thinking of something funny, his face became more mocking:

"Moreover, after losing control, it is not called a monster, but a 'familiars', which is the true posture of an Extraordinary."

"Of course I know that they are called family members." The old man replied with an ugly face, but did not continue to attack.

The tramp seemed to see what he meant, and continued to mock:

"What? You want me to spit out more information? Aren't you Gravekeeper sequences able to read the fragmented memory of the deceased, oh, because you can't read all the memories? Because of the spiritual tide? Worry about the spiritual fog after I die Will it dissipate faster and not hear the news? It's ridiculous, you dare to step into the mysterious side without knowing anything, idiot."

The moment his last words came out, the anger on the old man's face could no longer hold back:

"A nasty way indeed."

He leaned on his crutches hard, and the tall knight in heavy armor immediately swung the giant sword in his hand and attacked the homeless man again.

And before the giant sword was raised, the tramp seemed to know where he was going to attack, and the bloody body rolled to the right.

boom! ! !

Amidst the loud noise, the masonry and soil on the ground splashed and shot out in all directions.

But this time, the homeless man was not blown away by the impact brought by the huge force, because he moved one step earlier, he completely avoided the attack, and he took out a small silver ball with his right hand, and threw it directly at the old man's body. face.

The old man was startled, and hastily raised his cane. Spiritual mist rolled around the cane with the white tip embedded in it, and a shadow emerged, blocking in front of him as a meat shield.

However, in the next moment, an illusory light suddenly lit up on the silver ball, like a star.

The surrounding fog seemed to have dissipated a lot due to the appearance of light on the silver ball.

And at the same time, the ghostly figure that appeared in front of the old man also became much weaker.

However, at this moment, a black shadow sprang out from the side, across the sky, swept away the silver ball, and stopped on the roof.

The corner of his mouth curled into a smile, and the homeless man who was about to escape was taken aback for a moment, and then he also saw the figure of the black figure clearly.

A fog crow! ?

Damn it!

The tramp said badly in his heart, turned around and fled without further hesitation.

The old man, whose eyes were dazzled by the illusory light on the silver ball, also recovered his vision at this time.

Seeing the homeless man turn and run, he immediately chased after him.

The armored ghost and another human figure beside him also chased after him.

A few seconds later, a figure wrapped in a black robe and wearing a bird's beak mask came out, raised his head, and looked at the roof where Shugeyin was standing.

The man in black is naturally Yago.

"."Oh shit.

Yago uttered a swear word in his heart, he thought that Xiu Geyin was in danger.

He didn't even know what to say.

Of course he didn't want Xiu Geyin to be in danger, but he ran here out of nowhere.

baffling?

Yago thought for a while.

Lucky?

I came here because of the lucky check just now?

Where is he lucky?

Heard the conversation between those two?

Is this lucky?

However, at this moment, Hugein flew towards him, and he also discovered the silver ball in Hugein's mouth.

However, Hugein folded his wings again and fell towards his shoulders.

Then, as before, the Hugein went straight through his shoulders and plummeted to the ground.

Because of the imbalance of his body, Shugyin spread his wings again, but this time, it didn't stop in time, but hit the ground with its head, and the silver ball in its mouth also fell on the ground.

"." This silly bird.

Yago couldn't help laughing in his heart. When it flew up, the black silk thread stretched out from the black robe and picked up the silver ball.