Mystery: The Ancient God is Actually Me

Outside a fringe apartment in the East District, Liv watched a pale, cold breeze blowing across the sky, her arms tightened, carrying her daughter on her back, and staggered forward.

She didn't know why she, who was still healthy, suddenly contracted the disease, why her daughter who was fine just now has a high fever, and why they coughed continuously without taking a breath, accompanied by blood and severe pain...

She didn't know, and would never know, it was the first time she was so close to the **** of death, much less that the wings of the **** of death were trying to grab more lives from man-made disasters.

Of course, Liv didn't have time or opportunity to think about such profound issues now. She was just interpreting small miracles and running forward with her overloaded body.

Whoa, whoa, whoa! She was already staggering when her steps froze, and she coughed violently. Her flushed face gradually turned a terrifying purple color, and her sore joints were swept away by the surrounding smog.

Supporting her weak knees, she staggered and walked on the "prosperous" street, looking at the same kind of people who fell into eternal sleep on the ground one by one, her eyes darting to the lake.

"Mother?"

Bang... Liv fell to the ground with her daughter on her back, but was still twitching, struggling to lift her chin, against the rough asphalt ground, moving forward slowly.

In the hallucination, she could no longer hear the cry from Flaya, and only had the instinct to move on.

She looked at the pedestrians all around who were also lying quietly on the ground, watched their despair before their death gradually twisted into a smile, and finally, the corners of her mouth raised.

The bloodstained chin, which had been frayed, lifted and fell again tremblingly, leaning against a pair of boots with muddy edges, and the hem of the black robe covered her eyes.

Suddenly, a cool breeze blew the mother and daughter hugging each other. The priest with a beautiful face looked down at the girl whose eyelashes were still twitching slightly, her cheeks floating unnaturally crimson, and squatted down.

Mr. A broke off the cold hands that were holding the girl, and the temperament of the whole person changed accordingly. The already beautiful face was stained with ghosts, and Flaya in his arms also grabbed the life-saving straw and sucked it hard. breathed.

He looked at Liv who was lying on the ground, his eyes moved up, and his expression was still indifferent until he saw the dozens of corpses lying on the avenue.

"May the Lord bless you, sad betrayal."

......

The orange-red flames moved quickly, and in just a few seconds, they had already arrived outside the pier union on Xieji Street.

"Mr. Leonard, please stop."

Hearing Evan Stone's words, although Klein was a little surprised, he still stopped jumping not far from the gate.

"What's wrong?"

Evan first glanced at Kohler, who was still conscious of the lake on the back of his eyes, and then looked at Helen, who was swimming along the shadows like a python.

He looked at this "child" whose mind did not match his age, and asked Klein:

"You should have seen it. If the official Beyonder finds out, Helen's sequence will definitely cause big trouble. I hope you can help me hide the fact that Helen is an Beyonder."

"Just treat her like an ordinary girl, okay?"

An "ordinary girl" who can easily smile and taste the deliciousness of human flesh?

Klein stared at Evan for a while, then shrugged slightly.

"If you can promise to watch her."

In normal times, of course, he would not hide the identity of a "Rose Bishop" from the authorities, but considering the special circumstances at this time, it is better to pretend to be a lake than to make the already difficult situation worse than the tension between the two sides. Tu, it's good for everyone.

And they are also helping ordinary civilians... Klein knocked on the door of the union, a burst of air flowed from the crack of the door, pushed open the door, and hissed.

Still standing in the middle of the hall, Calvin, who was controlling the sealed object, wiped the sweat on both sides of his forehead, and the smile on his face froze the moment he saw the two behind Klein.

He looked at Evan, who was carrying the old man, and Helen, who was curious about the large amount of sealed items in his hands. He raised his eyebrows when he caught Klein's hidden thoughts, suppressed the originally raised spirituality, and closed the circling airflow. Door.

"I'm lucky, but I only saw these three in the two nearby streets."

Klein, who looked normal, helped Evan put the old Kohler on the ground, poured the potion gently, and explained to Calvin.

Saying that, he pointed to Evan, who had just taken off his mask, and betrayed him without hesitation.

"He is a wild Beyonder, and he can also use that Sealed Artifact."

Hearing this, Calvin and Evan were both nervous, and they couldn't help but touch the weapon closest to them, and looked at each other vigilantly.

Fortunately, Evan reacted first, glared at Klein with a pretense of annoyance, and scolded:

"As expected of an official dog leg!"

"Detective Moriarty, are you sure he will cooperate?" Calvin was still alert to Evan's movements, and once again held the bottle of the Sealed Artifact with his palm.

"His sister is an ordinary person. Trust me, he will consider the safety of his sister." After glancing at Helen's delicate face, Klein made up a "reasonable" reason without thinking." Even if I continue to search for survivors, someone can share your pressure."

Immediately afterwards, he tossed a coin in front of everyone, showing the falling heads.

"It's said that the 'divine' doesn't know which leg to take out without doing a divination before doing something. At least from this divination, I continue to search for survivors, which should be a good thing for us all."

He stared at Calvin with a tangled face, until the young man with glasses nodded with difficulty and agreed with his judgment, then smiled and snapped his fingers slightly briskly.

boom!

The flames rose, and Klein's figure disappeared in the flames again.

At the end of Xieji Street, where the Dockers Union is located, a crow accelerated the frequency of its wings, and flew in another direction based on feeling.

......

"Crimson!"

The brimstone fireball slammed to the ground, Leonard rolled to avoid the explosion, and threw it hard above his head, detonating the silver charm.

The thin moonlight briefly brushed across the ground, jumped from the roof, and the fists that came straight at Leonard rubbed his body, and the "demon" who was dragged into the dream smashed to the ground.

Feeling the loud noise around him, Leonard ignored the pain, stood up from the ground, pressed the revolver against the "devil"'s left eye, and calmly emptied the magazine.

After doing all this, he divided his energy and went to help other companions who were fighting the "devil".

Twenty minutes ago, not long after they entered the sewers, they suddenly encountered a large number of crazy "devils". Although they were covered by 1-42 and another first-level sealed artifact, the red gloves still paid a great price. The whole team escaped from the ground.

When they rushed to the ground, they found that what was waiting for them was not the support from the archbishop and other churches, but the huge thick fog that blackened the entire eastern sky, the wind of the underworld, which felt its vitality weakened just by looking at it, and the manipulating the three. The archbishop of the Steam Church who has a body and a "devil" demigod to death.

Looking at the lightning and hurricanes that were constantly streaking across the sky, but did not cause any substantial damage to "Jakes", Leonard gradually felt an indescribable despair.

He thought that everything Tingen had experienced had made him look down on most of the enemies he encountered in the future, but in front of today's "luxury lineup", the former captain's desperate victory became a joke.

Whichever one here is put in Tingen will only cause more damage than Megose!

"Soest, are you still unable to contact Your Excellency Saint Anthony?"

During the melee, Daly's slightly hoarse voice penetrated the roar and filial piety, and shouted at the man in the trench coat who was holding a golden dagger and fighting the "devil".

Sost hurriedly opened his arms, as if to embrace everything in front of him, a dazzling light suddenly broke the darkness, descended from the sky, and devoured several "devils" that attacked him.

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He was dripping with sweat and covered with huge blisters after being burned by the high temperature. He replied inarticulately in Daly's direction.

"Not yet."

Damn... Didn't get a satisfactory answer, Dai Li scolded her not being a lady, and smashed a few bottles of potions in front of her with familiar movements. She also opened her arms and actively spread her spirituality.

In an instant, the potion splashed on the ground burst into a pale flame, and the potion ignited by Daly's spirituality was filled with a psychedelic fragrance, and several spiritual bodies with different shapes crawled out through these flame passages.

For others, the wind of the underworld rising not far from the edge of the eastern district may be a source of fear that cannot be directly seen, but through the wind wall temporarily assimilated by the underworld, Dai Li, who is a "necromancer", can be better. The driving spirit body, exerting the strength close to the "gatekeeper".

The sparkling "lake water" covered the ground, condensed with a mist, and the sudden silence magnified the "requiem" and singing released by the red gloves. The central ripples swayed in circles, and a beautiful and illusory spirit suddenly drilled. Out of the water, the face with a sweet smile turned hideous the moment he saw the "devil" and let out a piercing scream.

At this time, the "devils" who had the upper hand and a large number of "devils" were disturbed by the screams, and the "blasphemous words" in their mouths turned into frightened and monotonous voices. trend.

The undead power attached to the wind of the underworld came over spontaneously under the attraction of the same pathway, and the "Goddess of the Lake", who was originally only life-size, suddenly swelled, and even wearing 1-42 red gloves felt a cool, coquettish The bloodstains of the ancient gods were suppressed by the paleness of the underworld, but the silver-white blade cut by the orange-red broadsword had a terrifying aura, and the "devils" all passed by turned into dead silence.

Seizing this opportunity, Sost looked at the slow-moving silver-white armor and held up their weapons. The orange-red broadsword instantly burst into a storm of light, and pure sunlight descended near each red glove, blocking it. This indiscriminate attack.

The "devils" smashed by the shards of brilliance fell to the ground. Daly looked at the spirit body that was purified together with the "devils" and looked around for a week. After seeing no new "devils" appear, she breathed a sigh of relief. , suddenly swept to the side, only to find Leonard running towards him with an anxious face stretched out his left hand.

The shadow under her feet suddenly rioted, and a "demon" whose body had been ruthlessly cut off opened its mouth wide, blood-red eyes full of hatred.

old man!

With a helpless sigh, Leonard twisted his wrist, and Dai Li's standing position suddenly became confused. The "Necromancer"'s feet moved more than ten centimeters to the left out of thin air, but he was still under the attack of the "devil" under.

boom!

Without warning, the shadow that the "devil" jumped out just now rippled again, and even moved as if alive, splitting into two tentacles entwined with phantom threads, one grabbed Daly's ankle and dragged her out. , while the other slammed the "devil" fiercely, and the monster that was drawn flew upside down and slammed into the silver armor holding the sword in both hands.

On the roof next to the street, a figure in a purplish red trench coat watched all this, the "darkness" under his feet was twisted, and his figure was hidden. When Dai Li looked at it by feeling, only the bare brick walls and a gust of breeze were left. .

......

On the streets of the East District, Klein looked at the smog that had been dyed iron black, and a burst of itching surged in his throat again, and he couldn't stop coughing.

But before he could stop and hide in the house, he saw a figure with unusually long arms and a body with obvious "devil" characteristics rushing out from the front corner, looking flustered.

As a spiritually sensitive "diver", he clearly felt the intense fear emanating from that "demon".

The "Apostle of Desire" who fled in a panic for some reason also captured the consternation from Klein.

But he didn't choose to control this strong emotion, instead he glanced at it quickly and wanted to keep running forward.

There were several gunshots, and several bullets wrapped in black flames suddenly penetrated into the side chest of the "devil", stuck on his ribs, and exploded several holes.

"Apostle of Desire" looked angrily to the right, looked at the little reptile that he had let go and stuck to it, he threw a few fireballs in a panic, and cursed in shock and annoyance:

"Go away, I don't know what to do!"

Watching the fireball strike, Klein, who had already mastered a wealth of experience against the "Demon" a few times, took it easy, threw a card, and then snapped his fingers, jumping from the flames burning beside the "Demon". out.

It's a pity that the "Joker"'s prediction of the action is still faster than the "Demon"'s "danger warning" that the danger is almost seen through the future.

The "Apostle of Desire" grabbed Klein's neck with unusual agility.

Suddenly, he seemed to have foreseen something in advance, and he burst into tears and laughter frantically.

"You don't know at all, UU Reading www.uukanshu.com doesn't know what's behind..."

While crying and laughing, the "devil"'s movements were strange and sluggish. Klein, who felt that the sharp claws covering his neck had lost its strength, had not had time to break free.

This kind of feeling is familiar to him. This is the strong control after the spiritual body line is controlled!

Only this time, the suffocating **** far exceeded Rosago!

He struggled to move his limbs as if they were filled with lead, and his right hand moved slowly into his trousers pocket.

"Run outside the East End."

While his thoughts were blurred, the "mysterious" Leng Dan's voice interrupted the upward drift of Klein's spiritual body line. The illusory silk thread that spread out from Klein's body closed into a loop at the moment when he was out of control, and the "substitute" appeared slightly. The light is dim, blocking the lines that are connected to each other.

Klein also seized this opportunity and used his feet to break free from the big hand of the "Apostle of Desire". He stepped back nearly ten meters, and his right hand, which had recovered agility, moved to his mouth, and blew the copper whistle that was cold and soft on the surface. .

wow wow wow.

The sound of wings flapping the air was getting closer and closer, and a crow landed on the head of the "Apostle of Desire" who had been standing upright and had a dull look. The glass ball-like blood-red eyes stared at Klein with his eyes closed, his body swelled and twisted.

"Back up."

The gloomy and cold wind that suddenly rose rushed out from behind Klein, and the undead who rode forward fearlessly launched an attack on the hugging worm at the center of the tentacle vortex.

With his eyes closed, Klein turned his head frequently, trying to see what happened, but he didn't dare to open his eyes, until a warm palm pulled the copper whistle from his hand, and the surroundings became more gloomy. The spiritual warning that kept screaming hysterically in the middle of the room just subsided a little, no longer disturbing the familiar gentle voice.

"Sorry, I'm late."