He secretly observed the pedestrians walking leisurely in the square. After making sure that there was no danger around him, he found a thick shadow and walked in.
Not long ago, he passed information about Sugar's location to Gebiong through Martin and others, hoping to see if this crazy killer had the ability to take Sugar's life at the hands of a church extraordinary.
After thinking about it, he suddenly realized that this period of time might be an excellent opportunity, because in the next stage of the operation, he would take Martin to a river dam far away from the city of York. Under the condition that his identity must be hidden,
There are almost no opportunities to take to the streets without any scruples like now.
And he had something that he had to confirm personally.
In a corner where no one noticed, Grachi slowly squatted down and, under the cover of his robe, gently placed the forbidden weapon of the demon statue on the ground.
With the contact of the spiritual seal, waves of vague whispers echoed in Grach's ears. He tried hard to distract himself from listening to the tempting and dangerous voice.
Suddenly, tiny black-red sparks appeared in the air around the demon statue, flashing and extinguishing continuously.
Soon, like a vortex absorbing water, with the demon statue as the center, more and more black and red sparks slowly gathered, attached to the statue, and became continuous flames, but they quickly merged into the statue.
The whole process was simple and fast, and pedestrians around did not notice anything unusual.
Grach picked up the demon statue that had finished reacting, and quickly made a spiritual seal. After checking that it was correct, he left the shadows and moved towards the river dam in the northwest.
Underneath his calm expression, he was extremely excited. If he weren't afraid of being discovered, he would have wanted to laugh out loud.
After the simple reaction in the demon realm just now, he felt clear pulses beating from the demon statue. This made him ecstatic and felt that he had made the right decision by taking the risk tonight.
This was exactly the demonic aura he felt a few days ago.
Before coming, Grachi thought it was his own wrong inspiration, but he didn't expect that the ceremony in the square would actually react with the demon statue in his hand. After feeling the clear pulse, he knew that the demon statue had initially possessed "
"alive" characteristics.
He knew that the harvest from this trip was not just that, the unexpectedly discovered spiritual ritual formation in the square would also have a huge impetus to his next actions.
"Did the messenger leave it to us? Just in case we can carry out the next mission when we don't have any help?"
Grachi looked at the moon in the sky, feeling more and more confident.
He guessed that the messenger might have encountered some trouble, so he could not directly respond to his contact ceremony, but the messenger had prepared everything he needed in advance. He only needed to follow his beliefs when he was powerless and helpless.
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"The great Lord of Hell, the noisy and wise Demon King, the noble and ancient Black Goat, I recite your honorable name here and thank you for your blessing and guidance..."
Gratchi put on his hood and slowly disappeared from the streets of York.
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Su Ge faintly heard the sound of waves coming from the front, and knew that there was not much time left for him.
After thinking all the way, he still couldn't find a reasonable excuse to escape. The other party's reason just caught his crux. When he reacted, he found that he had already fallen into the other party's trap.
The most important thing is that he doesn't dare to break up with the other party, because if the show continues, he still has a glimmer of hope of being saved. But in this dark and deserted forest, if the other party suddenly attacks, he knows that he is definitely not
opponent.
No, you shouldn't call him Chirac... Su Ge stared at the back of the man in front of him while looking for a suitable opportunity to leave.
He didn't know why the other party had to deal with him. Is it because he knew the devil's language? If that was the case, maybe the group of devil believers in the waterwheel shop would be more urgent.
Su Ge didn't know, and there was no time left for him to think now. He bet his last hope on the pier. As long as he could reach the pier safely, he believed that the other party would not have the guts to take action directly in a crowded place.
Su Ge almost believed that the other party was the killer at that time, but there was something else that made him feel something was wrong.
That means the long knife in the opponent's hand is missing.
Su Ge deliberately walked half a step behind the other party, taking advantage of the blind spot of his vision to secretly recite the devil's language several times where the other party could not see it, but found that there was no reaction from the other party.
Maybe he just didn't carry it with him...Su Ge explained to himself this way, always focusing on the other person, not daring to relax at all.
After walking like this for who knows how long, the view blocked by the woods suddenly opened up. Su Ge found that there was no crowded and busy people in front of him as he expected, but instead a bare open space.
He looked around in panic, only to realize that this place turned out to be a small highland, with a height difference of four to five meters from the surrounding area.
Just a few dozen meters ahead, there are a large number of ships and workers passing by. The flickering gas lamps cast their mottled light and shadow on the ground. The sounds of unloading and shouts are mixed together, making people feel like they are in the brain.
It was chaos, as if there were countless flies flying back and forth.
Everything in front of him was filled with an aura with strong regional characteristics, which shocked Su Ge for a moment.
"What are you thinking about?" the person next to him asked.
Su Ge came back to his senses, thought for a while, and asked: "I was thinking, is that serial killer here? There are so many people here, how can we find him among so many people?"
"I think I might have a way," the other party said, pointing to a mound not far away, "Can you help me look for it? I buried something important there."
Su Ge focused all his attention on the other person, came to the front of the mound, and fiddled with it casually until he saw something buried in the mound, then he slowly took it in his hand, turned around and stood up.
In his hand was the long knife that was turned on by the devil's words and became rusty for unknown reasons.
Su Ge held the long knife in a defensive posture and looked at the other party coldly without saying a word.
The person standing opposite him smiled and said: "I already know that you have seen my flaw a long time ago, but I don't know where the flaw was exposed, and why did you follow me after you saw the flaw?
"
Su Ge said in a deep voice: "Return to your original appearance."
Gebiong smiled and said, "I'm honored."
After a period of twisted and weird flesh and blood movements, Gebion returned to his original face, with thin and bright red lips and distinct cheek bone lines.
"Can you answer my question?" Gebiong said, "Oh, by the way, I forgot to use a little trick."
As he spoke, Gebiong stretched out a palm, with his palm spread upward, and soon a pool of transparent and viscous substance appeared.
Gebion waved his hand and threw the slime into the air. In the dark night, Su Ge could only see a few scattered lines, but no other sounds.
After a while, he noticed a detail, the sounds coming from around him seemed to become fainter.
"Although the slime net does not cover the whole thing, it can effectively reduce the penetration of sound. In a background like the dock, no one will notice you even if you shout loudly."
"Okay now, answer my question."
Su Ge only felt an intimidating momentum coming from the other party, causing his body to tremble slightly uncontrollably.
He knew that he still underestimated the other party. On the premise that he had not yet become a transcendent, he had no hope of defeating the other party.
"By the time I found out, it was already too late."
Su Ge answered honestly that this was indeed the case. If he had thought more about it when he was on Green Manluo Street, he might not have ended up in this situation.
Su Ge held a long knife and retreated while paying attention to the surrounding environment.
He found that although this place was very close to the pier, it was a blind spot in the field of vision. The extremely high drop meant that people coming and going would hardly notice this place, and coupled with the effect of the mucus, the sound could not penetrate to the outside.
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Here, no one can help him, the only one who can help him is himself.
There is no other way...
Su Ge sighed and then thought, this might be a good opportunity to test some of the confusions he had been having.
He suddenly stood up straight, placed the rusty long knife in his hand in front of him, recalled his past experiences, and whispered in the language of the devil:
"Turn on."
The air trembled slightly, but the sword showed no response.
When Gebiong saw Su Ge's appearance, his eyes lit up slightly and he said: "I really know the language of devils, but I'm sorry, my partner has lost all his power for some reason and is now sleeping.
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"Oh, by the way, this is exactly because of you. Speaking of which, can you help me reawaken it? How about using your blood?"
Gebiong started to laugh as he spoke, his eyes narrowed into a narrow slit because of his laughter.
Su Ge looked at the other party, feeling like he was facing a poisonous snake spitting out a long core, and could feel the cold and slippery touch.
"Is it blood? Do you want something more exciting?"
After Su Ge finished speaking, he closed his eyes and felt the burning flame beating in his heart.
He once again returned to the state of being surrounded by layers of black mist. In the endless darkness, he stretched out his hand and tightly grasped the strange black-red flame.
Gebiong's smile gradually solidified on his face, and finally turned into an incredible expression.
"Devil's flame? You can actually trigger the devil's flame?" Gebion laughed crazily, and two groups of yellow-green mucus began to condense in the palms of his hands, "I am looking forward to your blood, and I hope it is also a beautiful black and red color.
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Su Ge stood opposite Gebiong, holding a long knife burning with black and red flames in his hand, like a demon from hell.
"It works."
Su Ge slowly recovered from the shock, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and he said to himself: