Chapter 215

"Meow~"

That snow-white cat looks plump, and even vaguely looks like a "〇" shape, quite naive and cute.

The white cat tilted its head and looked at the door with two big yellow eyes. There were two people standing and lying down. It was originally an action that fit the word "cute".

But in the current scene, it seems very strange.

The dark elf stalker stopped, looked at the cat, and frowned, feeling an ominous feeling welling up in his heart.

It's obviously just an ordinary cat... Why, something feels wrong?

She turned her head and looked around again, this bookstore looked... very ordinary, yes, ordinary, even more featureless compared to ordinary bookstores.

There are no decorations, only rows of full bookshelves, more like a simple library than a bookstore.

It can't be seen that the owner of this bookstore has any desire to attract customers.

The dark elf's gaze quickly swept around, and then returned to the counter. The cat was still wagging its tail and jumped off the counter.

As soon as it left, it appeared that the counter was empty, and there was nothing worth noting.

The white cat seemed to be unable to walk very steadily because of its obesity. It wobbled towards the dark elf, meowing as it walked.

The dark elf instinctively wanted to retreat at this moment, but he restrained his actions abruptly.

"laugh!"

She stretched out her hand and pulled the dagger from Prima's body. Apart from the blood, there was also a layer of bright blue faintly shining on the blade, indicating that the dagger was coated with poison.

"Well."

Prima grunted with a pale face, cold sweat had already oozed from her forehead, and some purple meridians had appeared on her neck, which seemed to be a sign of the spread of toxins.

The dark elf held the dagger back and looked at the white cat that was walking slowly while maintaining this vigilant posture.

Her mission has been completed, and it doesn't matter if she leaves now.

But if it was known that she was scared away by a cat, her reputation would be lost.

It's just a cat...

The dark elf took a deep breath, his eyes were sharp, and a cold light flashed in his hand, and the ether gathered on the blade within a breath, forming an extremely sharp blade.

Silently issued a peak blow, the white cat in front of it was first slammed, and then split into two, while the surrounding ground did not suffer any damage and remained intact.

The control of strength is so wonderful that it is the absolute strength of a panic-level stalker.

"call……"

The dark elf breathed a sigh of relief, and retracted the dagger, feeling that his false alarm was a bit funny.

It's just a cat.

She ignored Prima, whose struggle was gradually weakening, and took out a hexagonal crystal, poured it into ether, and outlined bright lines on it, forming a floating communication formation.

As stalkers, they don't know how to use communication devices, which are too easy to be monitored. Although simple fixed communication stones are primitive and cost too much ether, they are less risky.

The other side quickly docked, and there was a voice of inquiry: "Mission completed?"

The weak Prima opened her eyes wide. She had heard this voice before, and even felt it was very familiar!

Jerome, in terms of relationship, is Prima's cousin!

She gritted her teeth, and sure enough...

Sure enough, those people in the family who decided to abandon the agreement and find a new asylum attacked her sister!

And Jerome is also a member of the Truth Society. He competed with Marguerite for the position of director of pharmacy back then, but he never competed. He must have held a grudge because of this!

The dark elf nodded: "She is right next to my feet, and she was poisoned by the poison on my dagger. With her physical fitness, she will definitely die in three minutes."

"That's good." The opposite said: "Hmph, her attempt to call Wapujisi in the dream is a stupid and dangerous act. Who knows what she summoned after tens of thousands of years of sleep? What? Just as stupid as her sister!"

The dark elf pouted: "I don't care about these things, you just need to remember to pay me."

"If you dare to break the agreement, my dagger will be stained with your blood next time, understand?"

Jerome whispered: "Naturally, if I want to go back on my word, even if you don't take action, the host of this blood feast will do it himself to maintain the reputation of the blood feast. You can always trust the blood feast, right?"

"As long as you know."

The dark elf sneered, and then said: "Speaking of which, you Wapjis are really not smart, you might as well convert to the mother of spiders like us."

Jerome laughed and said, "Forget it. Prima's calling and divination are doomed to fail. Even if you didn't tell me, I would have expected this."

"Wapjisi has been asleep for tens of thousands of years, how could he wake up now, only fools like them will firmly believe it."

The dark elf fiddled with the toe of his boot on the moondial that had fallen to the side, and said in a casual tone, "No, in fact she seemed to have succeeded, but the primordial witch took her to an ordinary bookstore and asked her to go straight into it. Dead end, do you think it's funny?"

At this moment, Prima fell to the ground with slack eyes, and her whole body was cold and numb. When she heard this sentence, she struggled and moved her fingers, showing a desperate and powerless expression.

Could it be... Could it be that Wapujisi really abandoned her dater?

She raised her head vigorously, looking towards the front of nothingness...

But I saw the white cat that was broken in two on the ground wriggling and splitting, "melting" from the shape of a cat, into a mass like countless worms assembled together, with countless tentacles sticking out and dancing from below. There was a hole in the center, and a dim yellow eyeball that was almost as big as the body opened.

Prima's eyes were dull, and even though it was already at a critical moment, she still felt terrified at this moment.

Above, Jerome's laughter came from the communication stone:

"Hahahaha, that just shows that our choice is the right one. These fools, let's see what their beliefs are. What kind of Wapu Jisi, returning the bookstore hahaha... Wait!"

The laughter froze here strangely, and Jerome suddenly asked, "What bookstore?"

The dark elf frowned, a little confused: "What bookstore? It's just a very ordinary bookstore, a dilapidated bookstore that doesn't even have a signboard, and there's a bell hanging at the door..."

Jerome was silent for two seconds, and then there was a hoarse roar:

"Run!"

"?"

The dark elf was stunned, looking at the message stone in his hand inexplicably, wondering why the client was going crazy.

And at this moment, she saw the reflection on the message stone - behind her, in the middle of a wriggling white tentacles, the huge eye staring at her.

The dark elf only had time to turn around before his head was bitten off.

Then the entire headless corpse was swallowed by the white tentacles. After a horrific chewing sound, the tentacles shrunk again and turned into the appearance of the white fat cat, licking its paws.

"Meow... hiccup~"