Chapter 212 Scene 4

On the Resurrection Square, which was already covered with scorched marks and cracks, the environment suddenly darkened, and it seemed to be more gloomy and cold, and even the dazzling silver lightning could not dispel this feeling.

Daly Simone keenly sensed that there were unknown creatures traveling through the spirit world, approaching this area, and a bad premonition suddenly appeared in her heart, as if she had seen Ince Zangwill escape easily with this unexpected change, I don't know where to go.

Her body was unstoppably cold, as if she had returned to the time when she had just become a Extraordinary.

At that time, due to an accident, the 19-year-old lost her family, took the potion by mistake, became a "corpse collector" and was put into the "Nighthawks" team.

The influence of the potion and the trauma of losing her family made her like the cold, and she couldn't help being close to the corpse, always wandering in the cemetery and sleeping in front of the grave.

This made her look weird, and she was instinctively rejected by others. Not only did her body temperature drop, but even her heart seemed to be slowly freezing and becoming icy cold.

She was afraid of this feeling, and still hoped that she was a real person, so she instinctively took advantage of men's desire for her appearance and body, and made one boyfriend after another, hoping to rely on the warmth of her body to fight against the coldness of her soul.

In such a confused and depraved life, she met that man, the man who always listened to her gently, the man who was always by the side, calm and helpful, the man who would be embarrassed when faced with jokes involving the relationship between the sexes, with sincerity The attitude of the man who tolerates all the shortcomings of his teammates, the man who is at a loss again and again when he teases himself, the man who likes to hide pain and sorrow in his heart so that his hairline recedes early, and the man who encounters danger is definitely the first to stand up, The man who keeps his teammates behind him.

She has changed, she started to like to wear old-fashioned makeup, and she no longer gets close to other men, only a little joke on her mouth is left to show that she has not changed significantly.

However, she still didn't have time, didn't have time to witness that man's proficiency in acting, digested the potion, and was promoted to Sequence 6, and she didn't have time to see him stretch out his palm to invite herself to an opening dance, and she didn't have time to participate in his life In the last battle, he didn't have time to tell him his inner feelings.

Last time, I missed it and didn't have time to do anything. Today, I don't want to do this again... Daly's expression became sad, and the corners of her mouth curled up a little bit, tender and sweet.

With her eyes tightly closed, she pulled out a metal vial from the hidden pocket of her clothes, threw away the stopper, and Gulu drank the liquid inside.

Her blue eye shadow and blush suddenly became brighter, and even her skin became a little transparent. Her coiled hair disintegrated in an instant, and she pushed the hood away, flying around.

"Spirits that roam the void, fearsome creatures from the upper world, and unpredictable visitors." Daly recited quickly in a short and powerful ancient Hermes language, "I, in my name, sign a contract with you Contract, I beg you to leave here!"

Behind the eight-legged white-feathered Ince Zangwill, a figure was outlined. It was a blood-colored lump with countless eyes inserted into arms of different races.

It was about to grab Ince Zangwill's body and drag him into the spirit world. It stopped suddenly, and cast its gaze one after another at the place where Daly Simone was.

On the surface of Daly's skin, black snake scales suddenly appeared, and in the gaps between the scales, white fluff grew one after another.

Her knees softened and she knelt down in pain, but she always maintained a psychic posture.

On Ince Zangwill, the quill wrote on its own:

"An unknown existence has descended on the Resurrection Square and is about to take Ince Zangwill away. No, it is attracted by Daly Simone. Its aesthetics are actually biased toward humans. Alas, it has given up on Ince Zangwill Will, it decided to follow Daly Simone's suggestion and leave here.

"It's really unexpected. In the matter of psychic communication, Ince Zangwill, who is a demigod, lost to Daly Simone, who only had Sequence 5.

Although this lady took the 'Flower of Spirit' potion and paid a huge price, there was no chance of winning against Ince Zangwill who was reluctantly using the 'Pen of Al Suhod'.

"Ince Zangwill is really unlucky, he encountered something with almost zero probability!"

During the lightning strike, a little blood-red light lit up in Ince Zangwill's dark eyes surrounded by mysterious symbols, and then subsided again. His "hand" holding the quill once again wrote on the body surface:

"Another unknown being was attracted and came nearby, trying to enter the real world..."

After writing this, the quill suddenly paused, and then wrote down:

"Come on, come on, it, He is Reinette Tinekerr! No, Reinette Tinekerr is driving away all the creatures in the surrounding spirit world. He saw Ince Zangwill With a glance, he retracted his gaze, he left here, and he continued to wander around.

"Ince Zangwill is too unlucky, too unlucky!"

Ince Zangwill's high-speed moving body suddenly paused, as if he had been hit hard.

Boom!

Thick silver-white lightning fell and struck heavily on the eight-legged "monster", causing Ince Zangwill to jump forward, hissing like a human being.

In his pitch-black eyes, the blood-red glow spread like an explosion, turning into two bloodthirsty, cruel, and crazy light clusters.

"Ince Zangwill can no longer control his emotions, maintain a good state, and lose most of his sanity..." The slightly broken quill became dimmer as it wrote, and gradually stopped.

Amidst the goosebump-like roar, endless darkness spread, pulling Daly Simone and Leonard Mitchell into a dream at the same time.

But the thunder and lightning that came immediately woke up the sleepers.

Ince Zangwill stepped back on eight legs, leaving an afterimage on the spot, and rushed towards Daly Simone who was half out of control at a high speed, wanting to brutally tear the Nighthawk who had ruined his escape .

Boom! Boom!

A series of exaggerated lightning bolts fell, stopping his action.

Boom! Boom!

Eight weird "legs" covered with white feathers and many with scorched black marks moved continuously. Ince Zangwill, who was half lying on the ground, wandered around the square, avoiding lightning strikes, looking for ways to kill Leonard and Dai Lee's chance.

Gradually, he still had a certain sense of reason and found a problem, that is, the frequency of lightning is slowing down!

The person who caused the lightning strike and could not be found seems to be close to the limit, and his spirituality is about to be exhausted!

Ince Zangwill's heart moved, and a cruel smile appeared on his face. While running at high speed, he said in a low voice in ancient Feysac:

"You are all going to die!"

He seemed to have forgotten to escape.

You are all going to die... Leonard Mitchell couldn't do anything when he heard these words, because he didn't dare to open his eyes at all, he couldn't determine the location of Ince Zangwill, and he couldn't lock him spiritually .

At this moment, he seemed to have returned to Tingen City, to the Blackthorn Security Company, to the day when he fought fiercely with Megose, and returned to his weak self who could not be stopped by anything.

At that time, he obviously wanted to help the captain and Klein, obviously overcame his fear, and obviously had an old man who could provide assistance, but because the sequence was too low and his strength was not enough, he was quickly knocked out and couldn't participate in the follow-up battle. After waking up and seeing two dead bodies, he could only resolve his inner self-blame by facing the pain of his relatives.

The leisurely life in Tingen City, the feeling that he considers himself the protagonist of a drama but does not have to take responsibility, has always been missed by Leonard, but the more he misses it, the more he hates himself like that, and the more annoyed why he didn't work hard earlier.

With the light and shadow shaking in front of his tightly closed eyes, Leonard clenched his hands into fists and shouted hastily:

"Old man!

"Old man!"

This time, there was no sound echoing in his mind, no one was giving assistance, and Pallez Zarathustra was still asleep.

Leonard's breathing suddenly became heavy, and his head couldn't help moving left and right following the flash of light, and then his voice became slightly hoarse, and he shouted in a clearly flustered tone:

"Old man!

"Old man!

"Old man!"

The voice gradually became lower and disappeared into the sound of thunder. Leonard's head dropped a little bit, and his face was once again full of self-blame and pain.

His lips moved for a while, his hands loosened and then clenched, and his whole body froze for several seconds.

Suddenly, his expression became decisive, his face twisted and he opened his mouth, and said in a low voice in ancient Hermes:

"The fool who is not of this age;

"The mysterious ruler above the gray mist;

"The king of yellow and black in charge of good luck!"

As soon as the prayer sounded, a strange image appeared in his mind:

Ince Zangwill, who seemed to have turned into a spider or a deformed feathered wolf, was running fast, avoiding lightning strikes, and wanted to attack himself or Daly Simone from time to time.

Unlike normal, in this picture, Ince Zangwill's figure is quite blurry, almost replaced by a piece of red light, which can only be used to confirm the position.

Leonard was startled for a moment, then laughed, tears falling down his face.

Without hesitation, he raised his left palm, put the glove on his forehead, and then tightly grasped the "Luck Stealer" charm with his right hand.

"destiny!"

Amid the echoes of difficult and mysterious ancient Hermetic words, Leonard let a transparent book condense out in front of him, turned to one of the pages in the ethereal chant of "I came, I saw, I recorded", and locked on The eight "legged" monster with a lot of white feathers.

Silver lightning burst out suddenly, Leonard Mitchell threw out the spell with a grim expression, and shouted loudly:

"Go to hell! Ince Zangwill!"

He waited for this sound for a long time, and rehearsed it in his heart countless times.

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