Chapter 257

"Katherine Agnes, age 270, gender female, ability and mind, control desire, absorb life

Cassandra, aged 53, female, capable of manipulating animals and plants, close combat expert, herbalist master, subordinate to Celtic Druids

Bain, age 35, male, ability, soul attachment, curse, totem

Morat, 140 years old, male, capable of super power, speed and regeneration, was exiled by African voodoo Panthers... "

Looking at one familiar or unfamiliar name after another in his notes, Zhang Cheng felt that he finally began to uncover the veil of this mysterious world.

Especially those species and sects that should only exist in myths and legends are now fully displayed in front of him, and each sect has its own history, knowledge system and inheritance, just like a huge treasure waiting for him to seize and study.

Just as he was reading the information collected by miles with interest, the car that was driving at a constant speed suddenly stopped.

Francis, who was in charge of driving, opened the door and said in a slightly apologetic tone, "I'm sorry, sir. Although I don't want to interrupt you, you're already home. Moreover, I have to go back to help the host deal with the estate distribution and funeral. I'm a little nervous. Please forgive me."

"It doesn't matter. Go ahead. I can understand." Zhang Cheng nodded very reasonably and stood up from the rear seat.

"Thank you very much!" Francis saluted meticulously before returning to the cab and starting the car back the same way.

Seeing the white haired old man disappear at the corner, Zhang Cheng couldn't help laughing and sighing: "now I finally understand why all upstarts are eager to hire a real noble housekeeper. It's a supreme enjoyment to have such a person to help take care of daily chores with loyalty, due diligence and impeccable etiquette."

However, he also knew that he would never get Francis's loyalty, even after Senator miles died.

Closing his thick notes, he walked slowly across the lawn towards the entrance of the living room against the afterglow of the sunset.

But before he could take a few steps, Polman suddenly rushed out of the garage and shouted impatiently, "sir! No! Tracy is gone! And I found this in her room!"

Then he handed over a pile of paper filled with graffiti.

Zhang Cheng took it and glanced at it. His face suddenly became ugly: "Damn it! I was careless! That guy hypnotized Tracy under my eyes!"

What is painted on these papers is nothing else, but all kinds of misfortunes and pain that girls have suffered from childhood to childhood.

By stimulating the suffering hidden in the depths of consciousness, demon worshippers can make people desperate and extreme, so as to make some crazy actions, and even end their lives with suicide.

He absolutely could not tolerate a small fish eating his carefully prepared "bait", so he inadvertently released his naked killing intention.

You know, in the world of the song of ice and fire, he personally planned the death of tens of thousands of lives. The real malice was like the north wind in the cold winter and December, which immediately reduced the surrounding temperature to the freezing point.

Birds and small animals, which have always been very sensitive, seem to have found natural enemies and immediately fled to the distance, while Polman standing next to him felt his hair stand up and began to shiver.

Although he is well-informed in the underground world, he has never experienced such a degree of momentum, as if he would be crushed and killed immediately if he moved a little.

Holding back his fear, the lawyer summoned up his courage and suggested, "Sir, I don't think this is the time to get angry. You'd better go to the restaurant where Tracy works and ask her colleagues to see where Richard Phil will take her. Maybe we still have time to stop the sacrifice ceremony."

"Here, here is the car key. You drive." Zhang Cheng took a deep breath and threw the car key in his pocket.

According to the original plan, he planned to prepare relevant experimental tools first, and then capture this bold demon worshipper.

But what I never expected was that the other party still dared to take risks and abduct Tracy after seeing the power he had.

No nonsense!

Polman directly chose the fastest sports car, completely ignored the traffic rules and speed limit, and passed the road at a very fast speed, even if the siren sounded behind him.

Because he knew that the policemen behind him might be a little troublesome, but the degree of danger was not at the same level as the murderous masters around him.

Meanwhile, in a warehouse on the New York Harbor pier, Richard Phil was sitting in a chair, sipping red wine and admiring Tracy with empty eyes.

After a while, he reached out and gently touched the girl's cheek and sighed in a low voice: "what a beautiful and pure soul! No wonder it will be coveted by powerful demons! Dear, today you will become a sacrifice and give your life and even soul for my strength and eternal life..."

The voice just fell!

A man in a red cloak suddenly burst in and shouted in panic, "come on! Run! We're under attack!"

"What? What's going on? Who dares to attack us!" Richard sprang up from his chair.

"Yes... It's a woman! A beautiful woman! Ike just kissed her! The whole person became a dry... Corpse!" the intruder replied incoherently.

But before he could tell the whole story clearly, a dark figure immediately caught up with him, hugged the unlucky man from behind and kissed his lips.

Next second

His body began to grow old and dry, and finally became a mummy like state!

After the body completely lost water, the shadow raised his head and let out a groan that was enough to make the man's blood gush: "ah - it feels great! Maybe I should take him to bed and enjoy it before eating. Forget it, I'm too hungry now. Let's fill my stomach first."

With the crisp sound of high heels trampling on the ground, she finally left the shadow and revealed her true face.

With long blond hair like the sun, a body in perfect proportion and a face so beautiful that people can't breathe, she is like Helen who triggered the Trojan War in ancient Greek mythology. Her every move affects men's nerves.

Even a guy like Richard, who dedicated his body and mind to the devil, could not help but speed up his breathing. It seemed that there was a voice at the bottom of his heart urging - "conquer her! Possess her!"