Mystery: The Stars Returner

Late at night, on the roof, under the crimson moon.

A little black cat is looking curiously at the location of the sewer below.

The battle that took place there was too interesting. Even from a distance, it could feel the resentful and terrifying aura from one of the figures.

It's just that the power is still suppressed for the time being and has not fully exploded, otherwise it will escape farther away.

A few hundred meters away from the sewer, Mr. A, who was riding the strong wind, was stopped by someone.

It was a figure wearing armor and holding a big sword, with a vague face.

Just as he passed by here, this man suddenly appeared from the void and slashed him with a sword.

It tore a hole in his back. Fortunately, he had the ability to control flesh and blood and stopped the bleeding in time so he didn't suffer serious injuries.

His eyes were as sharp as a hawk, staring at the person in front of him who was obviously not his true identity.

This person should know himself, otherwise he would never appear out of thin air and chop himself with a sword.

"Who are you exactly?"

While Mr. A spoke in a deep voice, he continued to use Bishop Rose's extraordinary ability to heal the damage he had just suffered.

"You can call me Mr. B."

The voice was dry and hoarse, and it sounded like a disguised voice.

"..."

The other party's frivolous tone made Mr. A feel a little more angry. This man obviously knew that he was Mr. A of the Aurora Society, otherwise he wouldn't make such nonsense about Mr. B.

But he still calmed down and tried to delay for a while so that he could recover a little more.

"Haha, I have met Mr. B, you are not him."

"That's right, then I am Mr. C."

"Only Ms. C and not Mr. C."

"Then I am Mr. A."

Mr. A didn't say anything, he just felt strange. Who is this person? Will he have any conflict with Jiguang?

From the tone of his voice, you will have a certain understanding of Aurora, but this understanding is very limited. For example, the person codenamed letter C is indeed called Mr. C, but she is a woman.

This is something that many people who are not from the Aurora Society cannot understand, but there is no rule that says ladies cannot be called sir.

Therefore, people within the Aurora Society only need to ask this question, and they can basically tell whether the other party is a member of the Aurora Society.

"If you want to become Mr. A, it's not impossible. As long as you are willing to join us, believe me, this is definitely your best choice."

Mr. A finished this sentence slowly, then his eyes lit up, and he used the extraordinary ability from the Sequence 7 nightmare, trying to shock the opponent mentally for a moment. At the same time, with the help of the strong wind, his body exploded, wrapped in countless spider silks. The cold wave swept in from all directions.

A sudden attack, nightmares, wind-blessed ones, and the disease ability from the witch, a variety of extraordinary abilities cooperated tacitly.

Mr. A originally thought that he could take down the opponent in one fell swoop, but the opponent seemed to have been prepared for it. He floated back and chopped the spider silk with a single pull of the big sword in his hand.

The figure turned into a small alley and then suddenly disappeared.

Mr. A was stunned for a moment, and then the other party left just like that?

Wasn't he here to stop himself?

Mr. A turned on his spiritual vision and scanned the area carefully, and found no trace of the other party.

Not seeing the other party made him even more alert. After waiting for a while, the figure never appeared again.

Mr. A maintained limited vigilance and quickly rushed to where Lanerwus was.

He has been able to sense the main aura. Although Lanervus has been suppressing that power, this aura has definitely attracted the attention of other extraordinary powerful men. He must take Lanervus away immediately!

Not even fifty meters forward, Mr. A’s galloping figure suddenly stopped and hurriedly hid to the right.

Ahead, a big sword carried the light of dawn and slashed down in the air!

If he hadn't foreseen the danger in advance and stopped, he would definitely be split in half by this sword!

Just as Mr. A was about to start a counterattack, the man quickly turned into the alley and disappeared in front of him again, still without any trace.

"The witch's invisibility?"

Mr. A was a little unsure. He had dealt with those witches more than once. He even hunted a witch himself and herded her. He had the extraordinary ability to spread diseases.

The invisibility skills of the witches can never do this, let alone hide their own spiritual vision.

Moreover, the mysterious person just now was obviously a man, and the extraordinary ability he used should be the ability of the Warrior Path Sequence 6 Dawn Knight.

"A magical item that can hide your whereabouts?"

Mr. A had a suspicion in his mind and felt a lot heavier. In this situation, the other party was simply a top-notch assassin.

He is so elusive that it is difficult to catch him.

In order to prevent being plotted by the opponent again, Mr. A covered the surrounding area with spider silk. Once someone approaches, he will definitely be alert in advance, and on the other hand, he will intensify the danger perception from the devil.

Under double protection, Mr. A continued to rush towards Lan Erwusi's location.

Halfway through the journey, his spirituality began to warn him, and he stopped walking, but he still could not see the mysterious figure.

This made Mr. A very angry. The other party should not be as powerful as him, but he has been unable to find out his whereabouts.

He had all his strength but couldn't find anyone to vent to.

He also wanted to be patient and find the other party, but the aura coming from Lanerwus in the distance was becoming more and more uncontrollable. This showed that Lanluwus was in extreme danger and might let go of his suppression at any time and let the master The power completely exploded.

Once it breaks out, it can no longer be suppressed. Now is not the time for the Lord to be born, and more negative emotions need to be absorbed.

"hateful!"

Mr. A no longer cared about the other party, and used all his strength to activate the extraordinary ability of the Wind Blessed One and rush forward.

Along the way, his demon danger perception warning never stopped, which meant that the other party had been following him.

When passing a corner, a dazzling light burst violently in front of him. Mr. A subconsciously used the cold current to form an ice shield in front of him.

"not good!"

Mr. A suddenly became frightened and hurriedly shifted the position of his heart a little to the left.

A large sword carried the morning light through his back, almost piercing his heart!

Fortunately, he had moved the position of his heart in advance, otherwise he would have suffered severe damage.

He coughed up blood, looked back at the figure holding the sword, and spat out a small fragment of his internal organs.

Flesh and blood spurted out, and accompanying diseases raged.

The figure hurriedly left without looking back. Mr. A took a deep breath and covered the punctured wound with his right hand. The flesh and blood squirmed and gradually wrapped the wound.

If it wasn't for the power of the sun, such as breaking demons, in this sword, this wound would not be a big deal to him.

Bishop Rose's ability to regenerate flesh and blood can be restored even if an arm is broken, but it just takes a little time.

"There's no time to delay."

Mr. A stopped the bleeding from the wound and sped towards Lanrewus' location.

……

"Ahem, Mr. A is really difficult to deal with."

In the room, Hastur's spirit body has returned to his physical body. Although he caused a lot of damage to Mr. A with the last sword, he was also affected by Mr. A's mouthful of flesh and blood mixed with disease abilities.

Even if the spirit body returns to the physical body, it will still be infected by certain diseases.

With his barbarian physique, he probably only needed a night's sleep and he would be back to normal tomorrow.

He can still afford this price.

Tonight's battle allowed him to see the horror of Mr. A's shepherd sequence.

In just three battles, Mr. A used strong winds, diseases, demons, nightmares, and his own sequence of extraordinary abilities.

This should not be all of Mr. A's herding abilities. If he remembers correctly, the shepherd sequence can herd up to seven souls. As the sequence increases, the more souls that can be herded and the extraordinary abilities can be used.

He also has a creeping hunger in his hand, but every time he uses it, he needs to swallow a soul. He will not use it without meeting the right person.

"Shepherds are indeed the most powerful sequence among the demigods."

Hastur was quite emotional, coughed heavily again, and looked towards the sewer in the distance.

He estimated that with the strength of Klein and others, it would be difficult to kill Lanervus, who had the true Creator's divinity in his body, unless they had other arrangements.

Normally, they would report it to the Red Glove Team before taking action.

And I have helped them block Mr. A for a long time. If they can't end the battle, then this revenge from Tingen may end in failure.

Hastur waited by the window for a while, and then he breathed a sigh of relief when Azshara came back.

Without him waving, Azshara jumped directly from the edge of the window sill into his arms, meowing non-stop, as if she wanted to share with Hastur what she had seen and heard tonight.

Hastur listened silently, and waited until Azshara finished meowing, then took her to take a bath.

"Meow?"

Azshara struggled dissatisfiedly. It never liked bathing very much.

"Are you trying to say that you didn't smell anything strange tonight, so you don't need to take a shower?"

"Meow."

"Won't you sweat while running back and forth like this? If you sweat, take a shower."

"Meow……"

Azshara shrugged her head and was handed to the maid to clean by Hastur. He also went to take a hot bath to get rid of the chill in his body.

After taking a shower and returning to the room, Hasta closed the window tightly and hung the paper crane given by Will in front of the window to prevent Mr. A from knocking on the window in the middle of the night.

After doing all this, he lay on the bed, wrapped himself tightly in the thick quilt and fell asleep.