Chapter 30

From the time John saw the terrifying picture in the room to when he lost his consciousness, it was only an instant.

The pure white flowers that grew out of the flesh and blood still remained in his mind. The horrifying contrast made his scalp tingle and his hair stand on end.

But he didn't have time to react by fleeing.

In the next second, the field of vision was pitch black, and the pain beyond the limit came from the whole body.

This short and long second is hopeless.

He could clearly feel those bloodshots clinging to his skin, penetrating inch by inch from his ears, eyes, mouth, and nostrils.

From the epidermis, to the internal organs, to the brain.

John felt that he was like a bloated skin bag full of flesh and blood, being stirred crazily inside, and what finally settled down was no longer himself, nor was he a person with a concept.

At the door of the room, the middle-aged black wizard only paused for a moment, then lowered his head with dull eyes.

His hand was still resting on the doorknob, and the back of his hand was covered with squirming blood, which quickly disappeared.

"Crunch—"

John stepped back, gently closing the door again.

As he went downstairs, he muttered to himself intermittently in confusion: "I... I, I should... I should..."

He seemed to have just acquired the ability to speak, and he stumbled and said a lot of meaningless whispers.

But as he walked downstairs, the speed of his speech gradually became normal.

The expression of words also became clearer.

"I should clear...everything that threatens the existence of the Lord..."

"Lord, here is your servant..."

"Allegiance to you."

...

Yuai waited in the dark alley.

He finished smoking a cigarette, threw it on the ground and crushed it under his own shadow, took out his pocket watch and took a look.

A few raindrops splashed on the dial.

He frowned and wiped the rain away with his thumb.

Half an hour has passed.

This place is no more than two kilometers away from No. 23 Street. According to the speed of John's Shadow Transformation Technique, it takes about five minutes to reach the destination.

The content of the investigation is not in-depth.

This is much, much slower than John's usual speed of performing exploration tasks.

"It seems that this bookstore is really not simple..."

Yuai let out a long breath.

He was right in choosing not to go in person out of caution.

But until now, he didn't feel any large-scale ether fluctuations coming from the direction of 23rd Street, so at least no battle broke out.

The biggest possibility is that John succeeded in stealth, but maybe the other party took some defensive measures and got no results.

Things aren't too bad, but it's probably already alarmed, and he may still have to do it himself in the future.

Now, let's wait for John to come back, and then make plans.

Youai still trusts John's ability to sneak and escape. After all, the hybridization of humans and dream beasts is very rare.

John, who has half of the moss blood in his body, can perform 200% of the shadow transformation technique. For him, blending into the shadow and hiding the breath is as simple and easy as returning home.

"Clatter..."

The heavy rain washed away the cigarette butt residue in a blink of an eye, and along the flow of stagnant water, it spun into the sewer.

Youai put back the pocket watch and was about to light another cigarette.

I was taken aback suddenly.

He has obviously extinguished the cigarette, why does he still have a shadow in this dark alley on a rainy day?

"Damn it!"

Youai's complexion changed suddenly, and he immediately squeezed the cigarette in his hand, and said loudly: "Flame Curse-Strong Burning Light!"

"boom!"

Unfortunately, the cigarette that was used as a temporary spell-casting tool ignited instantly, turning into a dazzling burst of flames, like a bolt of lightning, instantly illuminating the entire alley.

To deal with shadows, the best ones are naturally light and fire!

However, Youai knew that the current situation was very unfavorable to him. The wet weather in the rainy day greatly weakened all the spells of the fire system, and the auxiliary magic tools used were just ordinary cigarettes.

All of this means that his strong burning light technique can't really cause any damage except for delaying it for a few seconds.

So he stepped back immediately, and took out a red gem the size of a fingernail from his pocket.

He was certain that it was John who turned back and turned on him.

Although I don't know why he betrayed, but now, he must die!

Youai's eyes were cold: "Flame curse - burn the earth!"

However, the shadow on the ground is ahead of him!

The second before he realized that something was wrong, the shadow turned into the original human form, and the several metal blocks it carried turned into countless sharp spears, piercing Yuai's body.

"Ahhh!"

Yuai was nailed to the wall of the alley by inertia, and with a bang, the wall cracked like spider webs.

His eyes were red with pain and he let out a scream.

Of course, the puncture injury alone could not make him behave so unbearably. The moment those spears passed through his body, the countless barbs deformed on them were the reason why he howled miserably.

At the same time, violent flames roared and swept across the entire alley, turning everything into scorched earth.

John's not-so-strong body was torn apart by the flames, and finally turned into coke and fly ash in silence, and became a broken silhouette in the dazzling firelight.

The brief confrontation came to an abrupt end.

Yuai used the transformation technique to break free from the metal spears on his body, and directly used the heating technique to melt them into molten iron.

He gasped and covered his wound, staggered two steps, and said with a sneer, "I'm much more proficient than you in betrayal. Do you think I'm unprepared? How naive and stupid!"

The life wave disappeared in the flames, and the scorched silhouette turned into a sculpture in the middle of the alley, representing the death of this stupid dark wizard.

You Ai stretched out his hand, preparing to use the explosive fire technique to end the battle.

However, those charred fly ash landed on the ground and on the wall, but instantly took root, and countless bloodshots spread, covering the entire alley in the blink of an eye.

"what?!"

When Youai realized something was wrong, the alley was already blocked by these wriggling blood threads.

He immediately released the spell, but the rapid proliferation of these things was frightening, gathering towards the middle at an extremely fast speed, as if to devour him.

Youai's smile finally froze on his face, and he looked around with a look of horror: "You are not John! Who are you!"

Those bloodshots and sarcoma swelled and deflated like breathing, and made a sharp voice with John's voice: "Lord...your servant...to clear the way for you..."

host?

Youai caught the key words, John's background is very clear, he was never a believer in any church.

Why did a "lord" suddenly appear, just half an hour after John just went to investigate.

Then there is only one explanation.

Bookstore owner! It's a warning from the owner of the bookstore!

Before being swallowed, Youai's last thought flashed.

...

"Knock knock."

Herris heard a knock on the door behind him and said, "Come in. What's the matter?"

The subordinate's trembling voice sounded: "Mr. Youai...is dead."

Heris stared: "What's going on?"

The subordinate said: "According to your instructions, Mr. Youai sent people to investigate the bookstore on 23rd Street, but when the people who sent them came back, they suddenly betrayed and acquired an unknown ability, killing Mr. Youai. "

"Here are the photos of the scene, the identification of spell traces and the report on the restoration of the scene, and Mr. You Ai's last words left on the ground with all his efforts."

"what?"

"He said... 'Run'."