Chapter 43 The Master of Secret Art(1/2)
However, the man's smile at this moment was not as calm as he was just now, but was extremely distorted and full of ferocious meaning.
"The time-selection followers are indeed well-known! But that's all for today."
The man said in a stern tone, slowly raised his bone claws, handed them to his mouth, and stretched out his scarlet tongue to lick the blood on the bone claws.
His appearance has become extremely ugly, but compared with the other three completely inhuman soul-devouring ghosts, he still vaguely maintains the human appearance characteristics.
Just as the man was about to say something, his face suddenly changed, as if he felt something, and then looked at the fog not far away.
The range of the fog is shrinking!
Just like last time...
As the host of the ceremony, the erosion fog also comes from a ceremony.
Although the erosion fog itself is not controlled, he can sense this through the special medium in the ritual!
A strong bloodthirsty impulse arose in the man's heart, his emotions lost control and began to become manic.
Why!
The failure of the erosion mist failed inexplicably last week because the development of the erosion mist did not follow expectations.
This is happening again now!
The bloodthirsty urge made a low roar like a beast in his throat.
He could not find the reason for the reduction of the erosion fog range, and his whole body became extremely irritable, and the restless blood in his body quickly eroded his reason!
The extraordinary people who died in the erosion fog will become nutrients of the fog, allowing its scope to continue to expand!
But now, as the host of the ceremony, he sensed that the erosion fog was shrinking...
Why!
Why?!
The last time it was because of this abnormal phenomenon that the plan that had been successfully carried out was forced to be terminated.
Otherwise, last weekend, Faralinburg should have turned into a dead city controlled by them!
His eyes were scarlet, his pupils were completely hidden in the red light, and the blood mist around his body became a little thicker.
"The nutrients, the fog of erosion requires more nutrients!"
The scarlet gaze looked at the extraordinary people of the temple on the street, and the man who turned into a soul-eating ghost roared with gritted teeth.
"Die! You all have to die for me!"
"And you trash, kill them all for me, and no one will be left!"
"Get out of the bastards of the Secret Words Cultivation Society, get out of me, get out of me! Are you trying to interfere with it? You all have to die, all have to die..."
The man was as if he was in a hysterical state of mania, roaring to the sky, like a crazy beast.
Suddenly, he stopped roaring, looked at the corner of the wall with a scarlet gaze, and a grim smile on his lips.
"There are actually rats hiding here!"
At the edge of the wall, two somewhat illusory translucent figures gradually appeared, and the figures gradually became solid from translucent.
A few seconds later, two old and young appeared on the edge of the yard.
It was the master and apprentice who appeared on Maple Street before, and came from the Secret Words Cultivation Society.
The old man's hair was gray and calm, but he glared at his apprentice secretly.
His apprentice wore a mask, metallic, blocking the entire face, revealing only two extremely spiritual eyes.
The mask is wide at the top and narrow at the bottom, somewhat like a wolf or a fox, but it complements these eyes.
"Sorry, teacher."
The apprentice apologized in embarrassment.
When the man mentioned the Secret Word Practice, his mood was affected and his breath leaked, so he was noticed.
The master and apprentice originally hid their whereabouts almost perfectly under the influence of a concealment ceremony.
They were about to sneak into the building, find the trapped Edith, save the person, and then sneak away without leaving any trace.
As for fighting cultists, it is the task of the temple. There is no need for them to interfere in it, interfere with the affairs, and cause trouble for themselves in vain.
"Very good, two more sacrifices!"
The scarlet light in the eyes of the man who had turned into a bald head became thicker and thicker, and a murderous intent like substance spread out from him.
However, he was not completely dominated by bloodthirsty desire, and was still guarding against Tiya not far away and did not take action immediately.
The scene was stalemate for a while.
Tiya glanced at the two people who had just appeared, and her eyes fell on the old man's face.
"Master of Secret Art Planders?"
She asked in surprise.
The old man turned his head and looked at Tiya, with surprise on his face and a little bit of pride.
He said proudly: "I didn't expect that someone in Faralinburg also knew me. It seems that I am quite famous!"
"I've seen the wanted portrait of Lance's Kingdom of You."
Tiya immediately added a sentence, which was considered an explanation.
"puff……"
The apprentice wearing a mask laughed out loud, and then felt that it was a little inappropriate. She quickly coughed twice and reminded, "Ahem! Teacher, you should wear a mask like me."
Planders turned black, then glared at his apprentice fiercely, and gently curled his lips at Tiya and said, "It turns out that they are divine followers! But, your current situation doesn't look great! Do you need help?"
Planders is a ritualist and also the extraordinary [wizard] of Sequence 7.
As an external agent of the Secret Language Society, his strength is not about fighting.
Although you are not afraid of monsters like the Undead, it is very troublesome to kill them.
Therefore, in terms of the current situation, joining forces with Tiya is undoubtedly the best choice.
"Very good. I didn't expect that I could really wait for the people of the Secret Word Cultivation! It seems that the decline of the erosion fog was caused by your interference!"
A beast-like voice came from the man's mouth, and his suppressed emotions could no longer be controlled.
This damn old guy is the culprit that caused their two failures in the plan!
You must never let him leave today, you must never let him leave!
Under this strong thought, the mad man stared at Planders, then raised his bone claws, roared and rushed over!
"Brutal guy!" Planders raised the corner of his mouth disdainfully.
Although it is very troublesome to deal with the other party, Sequence 7 still does not pose much threat to him!
[Secret Shield]!
【Psychic Guard】!
Planders waved his hand and his movements were extremely skillful, and the milky white shield instantly enveloped his body.
A tall and unique summoning object appeared in front of him, with a shield shape.
As the master's ability in the secret sequence, Planders is obviously already good at these two abilities.
Click!
The bone claws were blocked by the shield that appeared out of thin air, making a harsh sound.
Swish!
Tiya also seized the opportunity, and her figure flashed, waving her golden scepter, bringing the sound of wind and golden streams, falling on the head of the nearest soul-devouring ghost.
Pang!
This soul-devouring ghost skull was obviously not hard enough, and was directly blown up by the scepter and turned into a blood mist!
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Mike held the gun in his hand, pulling the trigger calmly and regularly, and every bullet hit the target without wasting it.
In front, Alder faced the siege of two bone-corrupters, holding a standard dagger in his hand and fighting back cleanly.
He is usually not adjusted, but now he shows his decisive and straightforward side, which is particularly reliable.
Whenever the claws were about to touch his body, a wave of power would burst out, and the attacking cultists would return as the original Luffy.
Without the participation of the Soul-Devouring Ghost, these cultists are just making meaningless resistance, which is at best just a little delay.
The yard was covered with mist and the dim light made it impossible to see the situation inside.
From time to time, various collisions and roaring sounds came out, which was thrilling.
In the moment after the burst of strong light just now, the extraordinary people in the temple saw clearly the situation inside.
Three soul-devouring ghosts!
To be continued...