Burial of Youth: Chapter VIII The Elegy of Death (3)
At this time, the villa rented by four people.
"I said... they're back after shopping, right?" Chen Zishao leaned against the sand without any energy, holding the TV remote control and pressing it.
Mo Xiaoxue, who was fiddling with the computer, stopped and glanced at the time, "At this time... they are going to really start doing serious business, right?"
Chen Zishao nodded, with a "I understand" expression, and then continued to watch TV boredly, without paying attention to the series of text messages on the phone that was put aside...
"Damn, what is that guy doing?!" During the period when Simmons entered the second stage, I sent a series of text messages asking Chen Zishao for help, but no one answered.
"They're sleeping?"
"Do you think it's possible for them to go to bed at around 10 o'clock? I guess one is watching TV and looking for an adult channel, and the other is fiddling with her broken computer!"
Simmons' "second stage" uses the taboo magic [Blood Spell]. The effect of the blood spell is simple and direct, which means that the caster strengthens all his abilities by exploding blood. This kind of strengthening is calculated in multiples.
“shit.”
I couldn't help but swear.
Is this old guy more versatile? Is this perverted boss really good to appear in the novice village?!
It is obviously unwise to break the barrier and escape under this situation. This old fox has arranged the barrier in a densely populated place. If we break the barrier, then reality will be affected.
what to do?
I can't think about it, the old hunter has come to kill him.
The bright red blood danced in the air. Simmons's combat power, strengthened by the blood explosion, suddenly surged, the attack frequency became higher and higher, and the sense of oppression became stronger and stronger. If I were not careful, I might die.
"Hahahahaha, feel death!" Simmons suddenly formed a magic seal with his left hand, and the white aperture flew towards me. Yan Yurou took the lead and blocked me with his bare hands. While Simmons's vision was blocked by Yan Yurou, I secretly came behind Simmons, and without any worries, he stabbed him in the forehead.
However, the old hunter reacted faster, his head tilted slightly, and the silver knife stabbed him on his shoulder. But the old hunter didn't care at all. With a roar, countless crows flew out of his cloak, knocking me and the knife away directly.
puff!
At the same time, Yan Yurou stabbed Simmons in the heart with a silver knife.
Before it was over, the girl pulled out the silver knife with her right hand, and the same knife on her left hand continued to chop it. She started working left and right. The gorgeous and deadly knife technique was not at all empty, and blood splattered wherever the silver light fell.
The blood dyed the girl's white clothes red, looking particularly ferocious, but the girl did not stop her attack. Simmons had no intention of resisting, and let Yan Yurou attack like this crazy.
"Is this guy... a human?" I fell into deep thought.
Even if it is a powerful person, there will be countless deaths of this level of attack, only the blood clan and werewolf can do this, but Simmons...and so on.
"Have you had enough fun?" Simmons was covered in blood, and terrifying blood marks were exposed in the cut areas of his clothes, including his heart being in more than fifty places in his class, and blood was ticking upwards.
Yan Yurou frowned and was quite surprised.
"Hmph...so that's it."
"Hmm?" Simmons stopped.
"Although I don't know what happened to you, I'm sure you've been cursed, right?"
Simmons was silent.
"While this curse gives you immortality, it is also constantly tortures your soul. Only blood can suppress your temporary pain.
"So you keep hunting werewolf vampires or other monsters to make up for it... But these things are not so easy to show, not to mention that the blood werewolf signed an agreement with humans... You, who are eager for powerful blood, fell into a twist, and finally turned your hunting target to humans with superpowers."
"You have come here from thousands of miles away. I think you have found a way to get rid of the curse?"
Simmons smiled, distorted.
"So what if you know this?"
"No, I'm just delaying the time." I laughed.
Simmons was slightly stunned.
"The moment you appeared, I thought of several solutions to deal with you." I pointed my index finger at my forehead and smiled and said, "First, the most direct way is to join forces with Yan Yurou to kill you, but considering that your strength may even surpass the first in the rankings, this approach is very unwise.
“Then, you lay out the inherent barriers in a densely populated area to prevent us from running away…so this plan doesn’t work.
"Then, there is only one kind of thing left," I took out my cell phone from my pocket and shook it in front of the old hunter. "The moment I met you and recognized you, I secretly contacted the old acquaintance of the Demon Hunting Church, Van Helsing Peterham."
Simmons snorted coldly: "Do you guys from the Van Helsing family? What do you think you can do to me even if he comes?"
"You are right. Although that kid is good, it is impossible to deal with you. However... his distant uncle is Ludwig Kriman."
Ludwig Kriman, the current First Church Hunter.
"Ludwig and the Van Helsing family join forces with me are indeed difficult to deal with." Simmons nodded and admitted.
"But how can I be sure if you're talking about it really is or is bluffing?"
"Then you can bet," I shrugged without caring. "Senior, you came from all over to find a way to relieve the curse, not to fight with us two juniors? Indeed, killing us can relieve temporary pain, but," my tone became cold. "We are not easy to chew bones. If you are confident that you can solve us before the witch hunter arrives through space teleportation, you can give it a try."
It can be seen that the old fox was a little hesitant, he was considering the authenticity of my words.
I took the opportunity to say again: "Senior, we have been talking for a while, it's not far from them coming here, you still have..." Before I finished speaking, I found that Simmons turned into a group of crows and flew away...
It was not until the inherent barrier disappeared, the traffic was everywhere, and the scene of people coming and going appeared in front of me.
At this time, while no one noticed us, we came to the roof and ran towards home.
The support of the witch hunter is of course a bluff. Simmons is betting, and I am betting too.
If Simmons was completely under the curse, then this gambling would not be possible. Fortunately, when I confirmed that Simmons's purpose was to find a way to relieve the curse, I was convinced that he still had rationality.
Fortunately, I was lucky and I had the right bet.
It took Yan Yurou and ran home for about ten minutes. When the leisurely two people in the villa saw us in a mess and covered in blood, they were stunned for a few minutes.
Chapter completed!