Abyss Express

Chapter 699 Kapitel.10 Painkiller·Terrorist Killer

Foreword:

A bullet can't even come out of its sheath as quickly as she does.

There were screams of terror everywhere they went.

——Saint Judas

[Part①·Magic Contract]

A new day has begun.

The sun was like an orange chicken egg crawling out of the bottomless abyss of the Pompeii Sea, and the sky and the earth began to turn blue and white.

After the storm subsided, there was a nice sour smell of roselle in the air of Huacheng Bay. Along with the aroma of food emanating from the pastry stalls in the morning market, it drifted into the guest rooms of the Tequila Sunrise Hotel - and into the meteor's nose.

He had a long, long nightmare——

——In the dream, the bloodthirsty hound came back again.

In a bottomless narrow passage, he had to run all the way forward to escape the kiss of this terrifying wolf dog.

This dream is so real that Meteor can even smell the fishy smell in the wolf's mouth, feel the slight vibration when his sharp claws scratch the ground, and experience the fatigue of his body as he runs for his life, and his bones squeeze through the narrow alley wall. The mournful cry from time to time.

For a moment, he glanced back.

The golden beast eyes that lit up in the shadow became clearer and clearer, and the wolf dog's facial features distorted and changed with the mist in the environment. For a moment, it even turned into the face of 3301——

--No! This is not true!

Meteor felt frightened and sweaty. Would this monster still transform into the person he loves to seduce his prey?

He doesn't care about that much. The power consumption of his brain in the sleeping state cannot support complex thinking activities at all - as a side note, the power consumption of this kid's brain is not very high when he is awake.

Until he ran to the end of the alley, he bumped into a huge mirror.

The figures in the mirror became clearer and clearer, and he saw a snow-white wolf dog with a frightened expression on its face. Just like himself, it was curled up in front of the mirror with its tail between its legs, shivering.

The next second, he felt a sharp pain in his neck——

——The body was shocked, fell from the bed to the floor, and woke up completely.

A strong stench emanated from his mouth and nose, and Bu Liuxing felt that his tongue was bitter and his whole body was sore and weak.

Memories came flooding back, and then he remembered that he had fought the devil Fret for dozens of rounds last night, and finally lost humiliatingly.

"Did I lose?"

Meteor muttered to himself, propped up his weak body, and leaned against the bed to observe the room environment.

He is not dead, just like what Frate said - only living commodities have value, and the dead crying general is just a pile of rotten meat.

Judging from the decoration of the rooms, this is still the Tequila Sunrise Hotel, but with a different room - it looks more like the lounge of a private library.

He just fell off a narrow and low temporary bunk in the lounge. The fall made him dizzy and in a daze, which made him a little unbelievable - this fragile body was really his. A rough and tough body?

"What's wrong with me? Why?"

Meteor hugged his knees and tried his best to hold his numb lower limbs in front of him. He finally fully activated his cardiovascular circulation and his slow heartbeat gradually returned to normal frequency.

He looked at his hands, and one of his palms was swollen and red. It was the injury caused by Frett's freezing trick, which had not yet completely healed.

At this time, a familiar and hateful voice sounded.

"You look like a work of art when you sleep." The big devil sat in front of the book registration desk, motionless.

Meteor was startled, raised his head and looked over the bed.

The red-skinned and black-haired devil was leaning on the table, facing the sun and basking in the sun.

Frater wore gold-rimmed glasses and a white top hat, and changed into a one-shouldered cloth robe, exposing the bright red skin on his heart, giving him an inexplicable sense of charm.

He gently held up a thick book list, and leaned against the window sill with his other hand. A thrush flew from the flower garden on the first floor. The lovely elf in nature was not afraid of this devil, and just stayed on his side. on the fingers.

"Watching your wounds gradually heal, your breathing becoming smoother and smoother, and your vital signs getting stronger, this is a kind of enjoyment." Frater described it this way: "It's like a rusty old thing gradually Renovate and become shiny, you regain your strength again - General Cry, this may be the beauty of life."

"I suddenly had an unrealistic idea"

Meteor didn't intend to take action here, even if his brain hadn't fully grown yet, he could still remember how he was injured.

The source of the disaster came from a contract, from the signature on the housing contract when checking into the hotel.

Anyone who launches an attack on Fred Caesar will be punished thirteen times - and this is only one of the terms.

If he couldn't destroy this contract, he wouldn't be able to hurt Frater at all.

Bu Liuxing asked: "What exactly do you want to say?"

"We have another gambling battle today." Fred Caesar decided to be honest and not tell riddles: "It was the game set up by Dame Gloria - you have now become my slave."

"We can play a fake match, that's how it was originally planned."

"You lose to me, and then sell it to Gloria through me. It's a happy ending for everyone."

Meteor interrupted: "You don't dare to bet with me? Are you just manipulating the housing contract?"

"Of course!" Frater said shamelessly: "Which businessman is willing to risk investment? They are all doing business where they can only make a profit but not lose money - stealing and cheating are also reasonable and legitimate business methods, not to mention that you signed the contract yourself. , General Cry, you have to admit defeat.”

Meteor didn't answer. He wanted to leave here quickly and walk towards the library door.

Frater did not stop him and watched all this quietly with a smile.

When Meteor's hand touched the doorknob, he felt numb and itchy all over, and the feeling of electric shock suddenly came over him. His whole body was weak and weak, and he was bounced back a few steps by the electric shock.

"Slaves are not allowed to leave without the master's order." Frater took out the thick contract and moved his bright red nails to the specific terms.

Meteor refused to give up, so he picked up the library ladder and hit his head hard, trying to end his life in advance.

But the movement of swinging the ladder deformed halfway, and he put the ladder back again.

"You must not destroy the master's property, including the lives of slaves. This is also part of the property." Fred said with a smile: "It's useless, it's useless, it's useless, it's useless! General Cry, you are already in trouble. Prison has become a plaything in my hands.”

Meteor didn't say anything, with a look of shock on his face——

——After doing such a set of radio gymnastics, his mind began to turn sharply, and he even felt a little enlightened.

Since Fret Caesar could control the slave's behavior, why did he fight him to death in the suite last night?

As long as Frette finished reading the terms according to the terms, Bu Liuxing could only surrender.

The answer is probably very absurd, very bizarre - the contract is like a ritual spell. It is an innate magical power that belongs exclusively to the devil. As long as the devil cannot remember its specific terms and rules, it will be difficult to restrain the slave.

For a simple and easy-to-remember iron rule like "Thirteen times retribution", Frater can definitely tell it anytime and anywhere.

But other details stipulate that the slave must be held in hand to force the slave to abide by the contract - this crazy devil may not even remember what is written on the magic contract.

[Part②·The frightened bird]

Although Meteor knows little about conjuration, he is very interested in the devil himself, a alien species from the astral world.

This creature is closely related to the original species. It is similar to the Deva Butterfly. Natural life likes to be close to the devil. This is a phenomenon of being close to the source of life. It also makes Homo sapiens vulnerable to the devil. of bewitchment.

They are beautiful and strong in appearance, have extraordinary sexual attraction, have strong energy and excellent artistic talent. Apart from his love of selling human flesh, he has almost no shortcomings. He is not bound by the moral concepts of the human world and is more like an incarnation of a god living in the material plane.

"You want me to obey your arrangements?" Meteor seemed to have no choice but to wait and see.

Frater winked: "That's right, don't hurt yourself. I'll feel bad. Selling it at a discount is not a good thing."

Meteor: "What if I don't agree?"

"The master doesn't care about the slave's feelings. You are my property. If you have a strong desire to self-destruct, it can only become my negotiation condition." Frater corrected him: "For example, when I negotiate the price with Gloria , I will also try to threaten her if the price she offers is too outrageous.”

This devil spoke out his negotiation strategy so openly.

"For example, if I send you back to the arms of Mingde, it will make everyone have a hard time, and Judas will not be able to sleep peacefully."

"For example, I'll give you freedom and let you go to the port area and cause chaos."

"Of course! These are just cruel words for Gloria, don't take them seriously. I will not do business at a loss."

Meteor sighed, thinking to himself - this Fred is really nothing. We have to talk about these entanglements of interests with our colleagues in the Judas camp. Your staff at the United Church are in intrigues all day long, and their lives are too tiring.

At this moment, the manager Man Yin rushed in in a hurry, not bothering to knock on the door and say hello.

Frater scolded: "Dear! You have no fucking tutor at all! Don't you know any manners?"

"Sorry! My dear big boss! Sorry, sorry! I'm so sorry!" Mann still had Flavia's soul fist mark on his face, and there were pustules on his cheeks. "Some strange things happened last night. Your investigation The magic gargoyle wrote this report - I think the matter is not simple, and I came to see you as soon as I woke up! "

Frater had no intention of avoiding suspicion and opened the letter in front of Meteor——

——The Tequila Sunrise Hotel is his magic workshop, just like John Berg's original horror artist.

These devil caves have a complete early warning system and a complete set of psychic props for the devil himself to use, and detecting gargoyles is an important part of the early warning system.

They often use one or six gargoyles as the catalyst base, and invite experienced monsters from the prison world to work part-time to record all the psychic reactions that occur near the devil's cave. The gargoyles who detect spells can record them. Tides of psychic energy generated by nearby spells - also a very advanced psychic monitoring system.

"let me see."

Fred pushed up his glasses and took a closer look.

"Mtf is so close to my magic pool?"

"Resurrection ceremony, communication with the dead (ritual magic used by Jason Megan to reconstruct the flesh and blood of night beasts)."

"Nocturne Requiem (a censer magic used to soothe the pain of the deceased without the need to recite a curse)."

"Preparation of base materials for the awakening ceremony (preparation to summon Charlie Knight, awakening the catalyst before the ceremony, and preparations to inspire the aura)."

"Possessed by a heroic spirit? Someone is running wild near my magic pool!? (High-level possession magic.)"

"Magic weapons, magic weapons and dark magic? (Charlie Knight's rare robe, cast by a catalyst item, borrows the spiritual power of the heroic spirit.)"

"Beast communication? Will the enemy still summon disaster beasts? (When possessing Jason Megan's body, Ms. Charlie recited such a magic trick silently, and she mistakenly thought that this green gold was the child of the wolf mother)"

"Spiritual Carnival (Ms. Charlie's prerequisite spell to inspire alchemy base materials to create synthetic beasts), astral creature summoning (the natural summoning of the synthetic beast Chimera)."

"Pyroxene spell? Shining spark?"

Frater scoffed when he read about Ms. Shirley's stunt.

"Who did you think she was? It turns out she's just an old woman with a mutilated spiritual body and rubbish talent."

As a blue stone man who was also born in the Magic Academy, Fred has a kind of arrogance in his bones. Even if the Queen of the Night is still alive, her most powerful spell cannot completely kill the Horcrux father.

"Origin Magic. Battle Battle Battle King Summoning Spell (spells involving the essence of the original seed are called origin magic)"

Before he finished speaking, the big devil couldn't sit still.

The demon who was investigating the gargoyles recognized the characteristics of Glory's spiritual pressure, and also heard a little bit about the terrifying legend of Pandemaninan. When the original seed's spiritual pressure and the war king appeared in the surveillance report, Fret After stammering these words, he ran out quickly. He was going to confirm the situation of the magic pool.

If the War King really comes to Dongma Port, he must escape back to the prison world as soon as possible. With the output of this King of Hell, no Horcrux can stop her destructive power.

Frate couldn't imagine how close he was to losing his soul and dying last night.

A bullet can't even come out of its sheath as quickly as she does. There were screams of terror everywhere they went.

Fret still exists, is still alive, and can see the sun in Huacheng Bay, which is a miracle in itself.

After the devil left, Meteor had free time - he tried to touch the door handle again. This time, the magic contract was not triggered and he could enter and exit the devil's residence at will!

Fred Caesar was focused on the magic pool both physically and mentally at this moment, and he had no time to think about General Crying's contract of betrayal. The slave is also given a brief respite when the devil interrupts the ritual spell brought about by this special gift.

Bu Liuxing was not in a hurry to escape because the manager Mann was still waiting in front of the door.

"General Crying, please wait for a moment." Brother Mann, who was bruised and swollen, still had to maintain his grace: "The boss will be back soon. Your bet with Dame Gloria today will go on as usual. If you are hungry or thirsty, , I will bring food and drinks.”

For a moment, Axing didn't know what to say. He couldn't feel any breath of the blood-giving monster from this manager.

"You are a human being, why do you want to work for the devil?"

When Mann heard this question, he suddenly smiled happily——

"——Because Fred Caesar recognized me, he supported me."

Meteor was very puzzled: "Support you? Support what?"

"I grew up in a remote suburb in the northern part of Dongma Port. I was an orphan taken in by the Ceres Monastery since I was a child." Manager Mann told his story. "Because it borders the southeastern inland, years of war have displaced me and the monastery has been abandoned. In In the face of life and death matters, as an immigrant, I have no privileges. The pastor took me to escape from the war zone and sneak into a refugee camp. "

"In disaster years, when there is no food to eat or drink, every once in a while, people in the refugee camp will choose someone to kill and eat."

"When I was chosen by lot to be a two-legged sheep, the dean volunteered his life, and the benefactor who raised me became food in people's stomachs."

"I hate these people, I hate this world, the goddess of fertility will not answer my prayers, will not bless her chosen people - and I have no power to revenge, so Fret Caesar came to me and signed with me This contract. He helps me avenge his murder, and I become his bed partner, his collection, and his hotel manager."

"I have heard the legends of the Nine Realms. There is a god who will help people with courage and hope to reverse their destiny." Manager Man Yin was full of longing and expectation, but then changed to a hateful and vicious tone. "But to me, what a selfish and biased evil god this is? It makes people with strong hearts even stronger!"

"On the contrary, it is devils like Fred Caesar who are willing to lend a helping hand to us poor souls dominated by hatred and desire."

"Even if I am a sinister, vicious coward and in despair, the devil is still willing to help me."