Chapter 544 I Did It

Bram opened his eyes wide, with a look of fear in his eyes.

It's not that he didn't understand what was happening in front of him.

After all, Bram had a very good relationship with the ancient country of Anxi and Xingti, and had many friends of high status... Although the ability of the Pope's Guards was a secret to most people, he happened to be one of the few.

The next moment, his body suddenly exploded. The whole person turned into countless screaming and flying bats, dodging several arcs of light that were flying.

And where he just disappeared, a gray cocoon bulged out from the void, and countless silk threads burst out in all directions, trying to control the Pope's Guards whose cloaks turned blood red.

Those gray threads that burst out in all directions easily penetrated the walls of the house, and dust rose all over the place.

- But this kind of damage and control is completely useless to the Pope's Guards.

An illusory light shield appeared on their bodies, blocking all the attacks coming in front of them - that was the protection from the pure white saint.

After failing to hit it, the gray cocoon suddenly began to expand, emitting a dangerous aura.

At this moment, Aiwas suddenly took action.

As he waved his scepter, the flame condensed into a golden-red flame butterfly and flew to the table where the old troll was sitting cross-legged on the ground.

Pure White's eyes followed subconsciously, just in time to see the embarrassed Bram holding the glass of wine on the table, looking up and drinking it all.

——It was not until then that she realized that there was a person squatting there!

Bram's stealth ability itself was not that strong, otherwise he would not have been discovered immediately. But the gray cocoon that was constantly erupting and alienated subconsciously attracted the attention of others.

And whether it was a bat or a gray cocoon, it was actually just a trick... One of those bats was him. When people were paying attention to the gray cocoon that appeared after the bats dispersed, he had already run to the table.

This was not a stealth achieved by relying on extraordinary skills itself, but through psychological techniques!

In fact, even Aiwas could not find it at the first time.

The first person to notice something was wrong was actually Lily. As soon as Bram disappeared, she immediately grabbed Aiwas's wrist and motioned him to look to the side.

Thanks to her quiet reminder to Aiwas, he was able to notice someone over there.

Under Aiwas's gaze, the flame butterfly had already flown past the old troll who was sitting cross-legged on the ground without making a sound, and was flying towards Bram, gradually becoming brighter.

At this time, Bram had already finished the wine in the cup.

His pupils had turned dark red, and clumps of dark red colloid condensed on his skin.

From the time Aiwas made his move to now, only more than a second had passed.

At this moment, the flame butterfly suddenly exploded.

A scorching and fiery flame vortex like a tornado expanded from the cracked flame butterfly, binding Bram tightly!

At this time, Aiwas could no longer care about the problem that the flame damage would hurt the sacred tree. He could only stop Bram first.

The whistling and expanding flame instantly attracted the attention of others.

But in the next moment, the firestorm suddenly felt an abnormal expansion.

A huge arm with red skin stretched out from it and tore the flames apart directly!

The man with a rapidly expanding body had red eyes and roared like a beast.

His body surpassed all the elves in the blink of an eye, and even went straight through the ceiling. His height reached more than eight meters, and his skin was flowing with bright red turbid blood like liquid flame. They were leaping like flames, burning a hole in the surrounding time-slowing field, making them unable to affect his rage.

He let out an angry, hysterical roar, and large runes suddenly appeared on his skin.

Illusory red shackles immediately appeared on his limbs, they were as warm as jade.

But then, they instantly combusted and turned into ashes.

An overwhelming momentum rushed over him. The terrifying power that made him tremble with fear made him just wave his fist casually, and the whole building began to collapse. He easily lifted the burning roof and let it fly away like a meteorite.

At that moment, Pure White hesitated.

She looked at the red giant in astonishment, as if she had thought of something.

But the younger Pope's guards did not react at all.

They immediately lined up and made a sharp explosion:

"-Damn, it's a giant relic!"

"Your Excellency the Archbishop, please step back!"

"Protect the civilians! Protect Her Highness the Saint!"

"You protect the Archbishop, I'll take over!"

In just a moment, the four guards split into two groups. One group continued to fight with the giant, and the other group immediately retreated and protected Aiwas and Pure White.

At that moment, Aiwas' eyes widened.

He knew this guy!

- This is a difficult BOSS in the late 2.0 version, "Wildfire Giant Utgarochi"!

But it looks shorter than the real "Wildfire Giant Utgaroch"... and weaker than the demon-like aura that destroys the world.

But why...

Isn't "Mr. Red Wine" Bram Stoker?

The moment he entered the room, Aiwass saw it clearly. It was indeed a young human being, and his age characteristics matched the Bram that Sherlock had mentioned before.

"It's that glass of wine!"

Aiwass immediately thought of the glass of blood wine he had just finished.

When he was attacked, he had clearly distracted the others with his cunning skills.

But his first reaction was not to run away, but to come over and drink the glass of wine...

Bram had just drunk the glass of wine when he immediately turned into a giant; he had just turned into a bat for a moment, and this was clearly the ability of the Moon Child; he could also use gray spider silk, which was the power of the adaptive path... plus his own identity as a writer and his background as a lawyer... this was already several levels of the path!

"...It is the power of 'stealing' that adapts to the path."

At this time, Pure White finally figured it out: "Don't be nervous, he is not a real giant."

As she said that, Pure White stretched out her right hand towards the giantized Bram.

The next moment, an old, tattered wooden door suddenly appeared in front of her.

As the wooden door creaked open, the whistling pure white cold wind instantly filled the entire room.

Along with the angry dragon roar coming from a distant place, the extremely cold wind pouring out of the door made the whole house covered with a layer of frost. The flames burning on the ground just set on fire by Aiwas were extinguished.

The giant kept clenching his fist and hitting the Pope's guards, but it became slower and slower at a speed visible to the naked eye. The action that was originally just a moment was extended to half a second, which made his attack easily avoided.

An arc of light cut through the air, and the giant's right arm was cut off!

The clenched fist flew into the sky like a pillar and broke into countless tiny gray insects in the air. And his second punch became slower and slower, and finally the whole giant was frozen in place.

The next moment, the giant's body suddenly broke. Countless flying gray winged insects flew in all directions and disappeared in the air.

——All this is just a "lie".

Bram, who had turned back into a human body, fell forward a few steps in embarrassment, and was tied up by a dozen light lines, hanging in the air.

"Damn it, if I had come a little later..."

His eyes were full of unwillingness: "I'm not ready yet, how could I-"

"- Be honest!"

The angry Pope's guard punched him in the face. Bram swayed suddenly, swinging in the air like a puppet pulled by a rope.

Sherlock on the side reacted: "It's that glass of wine!

"If he was ready, he wouldn't have kept the wine. That only means that his ritual has not been completed-"

"Your Highness, is he the curser who set the trap?"

Another Pope's guard turned around and asked with some vigilance: "Be careful of his accomplices! "

Hearing this, Bram was stunned for a moment.

He suddenly looked at the old troll who had been kneeling quietly in the corner.

Even after he turned into a giant, the guy sat there motionless, slowly eating fried chicken.

The old troll slowly raised his eyelids and glanced at Bram.

He was neither surprised nor happy, as if he had expected it.

He just slowly raised his head and straightened his hunched back a little.

"Puff."

The old troll spit out two pieces of broken chicken leg bones. The broken bone mixed with smelly saliva flew on Bram's face who was hanging in the void.

"It's me, I surrender."

Then, the old troll spoke in very standard Elvish: "It's Zumaidi who I cursed."