Chapter 188 The Lamp-Carrying Hermit

In the sea cave in the lower city of Arabella, on a ship that "hit into a rock" and killed the crew, Ashurn, wearing a brown top hat and a tuxedo of the same color, stared at the sea, silent.

Seeing this scene, another man wearing a similar worker's uniform came over, patted him on the shoulder, and said in a comforting tone:

"Don't be sad, no one thought that there would be members of the Brigade of the Dead there, and no one thought of her death."

"I will avenge her."

Arthur whispered as if talking to himself.

He opened the pocket watch in his hand. Inside the cover of the pocket watch was a girl wearing a white cake skirt, with a slender waist tied with a suede rivet girdle, looking quite energetic.

However, the other party was already dead.

While going to explore the scene of a suspected cult left in the slums of the downtown, he was killed by members of the Brigade of the Dead.

The man looking over Ashun's shoulder saw the message.

Opening his mouth, the man tried to say something.

However, at this moment, another person grabbed him and shook his head to signal him not to speak.

At this time, Ashun also closed the watch cover, turned around, and entered the dilapidated cabin.

Of the two people standing on the deck, the young man who spoke out first turned his head and looked back in confusion, and said doubtfully:

"Why can't it be said...the woman Setas has secretly made a marriage contract with another man, and she has a marriage contract with Ashun! What's so good about that kind of woman..."

The young man complained about Ashurn.

"But you should also know that he won't believe it. When he didn't even know that woman was an Extraordinary, he took the initiative to block the bullet for her with his body, and his eyeball was torn apart by the shrapnel from the stray bullet."

Another sighed:

"Besides, after this situation, it is even more impossible for them to disclose this kind of engagement."

Hearing this, the young man who felt wronged for Ashun lowered his head and finally sighed:

"If it wasn't for that woman who took the initiative to show off, we wouldn't even know..."

The two sighed in unison, looking at the back of Ashurn's disappearance, with complicated emotions.

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West Flame Road, inside Lady Ossanna's house.

Attending the banquet last night, Mrs. Ossanna, who had just returned, was half lying in her living room.

Beside her, beside her bed, lay the dark Gospel of the Night lying still.

However, compared to this book, Mrs. Oshana's half-dressed style is more attractive.

It's just that no one appreciates it.

In the servant hall, Dennis, dressed as a waiter, was sitting cross-legged on the sofa near the window sill, holding a sandwich-style sandwich in his left hand, and staring solemnly into the distance.

And on his right hand, almost transparent silk threads were being drawn. The silk threads extending from his fingertips stretched forward for a certain distance, and then disappeared suddenly as if they were cut into the void.

At this moment, although Dennis seemed to be staring at the sky in a daze, his pupils did not diverge, but were focused, as if he was following some target, and at this moment, he suddenly threw away the clip in his hand. The meat sandwich bread, the left hand quickly and lightly vibrated in the air, swinging out a few silk threads.

Immediately, his left and right hands swung quickly, and his expression became a little nervous, as if he was engaged in a fierce offensive and defensive battle.

However, at this moment, he suddenly frowned, and the left and right hands that were moving quickly stopped suddenly.

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The offensive and defensive battle is over, the battle is over.

And the result was not his victory.

Picking up the sandwich with his left hand again, gnawing on it again, Dennis whispered to himself:

"Who the hell stole the mask from the Briar Tree stronghold?"

"The mask of the Lantern Hermit can only be worn by Extraordinary people of the gravekeeper path, and only those with blue blood can wear it"

"Which guy did it?"

"The secret light of death that is invisible to the dead. Do you want to simply tell the news to the churches? Let them be confused, and I will benefit from it?"

"No, it's impossible. If they knew about this, most churches would choose to immediately send high-sequence Beyonders to recover the mask"

"It has to be kept secret."

Dennis took the last bite of the sandwich and licked his fingers to make a decision.

He raised his head and looked at the gray moon outside the window. Although the moonlight shining through the window was getting thicker and thicker, Dennis' expression did not improve. On the contrary, in his vision, the gray moon seemed to have turned into a red moon. , with a weird scarlet feeling.

But when he closed his eyes and opened them again, the crimson moon turned back into a gray moon.

However, Dennis didn't think it was an illusion, he gritted his teeth and stared at the gray moon, as if he wanted to see the other side of the world from the gray moon.

Taking a deep breath, Dennis stretched out his hand, took a deep breath, and a silk thread dangled between his fingers.

Almost at the same time, in a certain room downstairs, a woman in a black robe suddenly opened her eyes and fell off the bed.

Slowly, the woman got up from the ground and stood up, her face becoming more and more stable.

However, at this moment, the woman's complexion suddenly changed, and she struggled to spit out an obscure and mysterious language:

"May your walk be upon the earth."

Almost at the moment when the sound sounded, Dennis lost his soul and stopped shaking his hands.

However, his complexion didn't improve because of this, and it became more and more painful, as if the boundless night had emerged, accompanied by the crazy dark whispers and quiet night murmurs!

The twist and chaos that followed the thread of his control quickly eroded several of his reluctance.

thump! ! !

Dennis, who was sitting on the windowsill, fell down, and her body twisted and fell into something strange.

Dennis, unable to resist, struggled there.

But at this moment, after a while, Dennis grabbed a large handful of threads from the air, trying to share his madness and pain with others.

Although such pain did not relieve the symptoms like his head was about to explode, Dennis still chose to do so.

He didn't return directly, but after resting in the Fast Mansion for a while to recover his spirits, he put on the mask again and returned to the Fast Cloaker near dawn.

Then get ready for a leisurely sleep.

However, it didn't take long for him to be awakened by a strange aroma that made it difficult to fall asleep and made people energetic and uplifting.

Looking at the pigeons standing not far from him, Yago, who was not weak when he woke up, had the urge to stew pigeon soup.

Of course, he couldn't carry it out.

"What happened again?"

Yago, who did not sleep soundly, tried his best to calm down his emotions, and found the feather with unique fragrance from the pigeon's back familiarly.