A New Character Every Month

Rockferrand judged: "Judging from the traces, it should be no more than 5 minutes before the last apple is eaten."

Chapter 320 Hope and Despair

"wrong!"

Rock Ferrand looked coldly at the sofa next to him, quickly raised his left hand, and shook his palm against the sofa.

A few cracks sounded.

The sofa seemed to be wrapped into a ball by some invisible object, and it was half a meter off the ground in an instant.

With a bang, it turned into tiny fragments and scattered in the house.

"Illusion?"

Rockferrone glanced fixedly, then turned his head to look elsewhere.

The red light in the eyes surged, and the eyes passed through the walls and objects, scanning the heat source in the villa.

And beside him, at the position of the sofa just now, Lin Zian stared at the fragments of the sofa that were falling slowly.

"Is it necessary to make the sofa like this because of a feeling of nothingness? Rude!"

Lin Zian shook his head, and looked at Rockefeller, who seemed to be getting more and more confused because he couldn't find anyone.

It has to be said that he had seen Rockferrand in the photo before, and felt that he was unusual from his life span of 99 years.

Now that we met, I found that Rockefeller's intuition was also terrible.

You must know that his body is not just invisible in the conventional sense when he does not deliberately expose himself, but is equivalent to being in another different space.

To put it simply, although he is standing here, his body is actually in a different dimension.

Everything in this world, including creatures and objects, as well as flowing dust and air, has no effect on him.

People who have been in contact with the Death Note, not so much that they can see him, it is hard to say that they can see the different space he is in.

The only thing that could predict his existence before was a silly three-headed hell dog. Unfortunately, after the hell hunter who summoned him died, it also disappeared.

Now, it seems that there is another Rockefeller.

"Unfortunately, with such a strong intuition, I still can't see me."

Lin Zian stretched his body lazily, not surprised by this.

Anyway, Ryuk is also a gold-level character.

You know, another gold-ranked character is Saitama. Since Ryuk is weakened in terms of combat power, he will naturally strengthen in other areas, so it is normal not to be discovered.

If it is found, then there is a problem.

"no one?"

Rockefeller scanned all the corners of the villa, and although he found many heat sources, he did not see any heat sources similar to humans.

Even so, he was not depressed, because he had already found the main purpose of this time - Death Note.

However, he did not let down his vigilance because he did not find the agent who was hiding behind the scenes and used the Death Note to kill more than 10 people in less than a month.

"Escaped? Or hid?"

Rockefeller secretly put a defense on himself, and then walked towards a bedroom.

Regardless of whether the proxy escaped or hid, the Death Note is always right here.

When he came to a flat floor in the house, he silently stared at the ground in front of him. There was a large basement under the villa, and this floor was the entrance.

He didn't want to waste time looking for the mechanism to open the basement door, so he stretched out his palm and swiped the air.

For an instant.

That floor turned to dust and was blown to the corners of the room.

What appeared in front of Rockefeller was a dark hole.

"There is still a server inside, it seems that after going back, someone should check it carefully."

Rockferrand's eyes were always shrouded in a faint red light, and he could clearly see things in the dark without any lighting tools.

Without hesitation, he stepped on the downward stairs and walked down one step at a time.

"As long as I get the Death Note, maybe I can find a way to cure me."

Expectation and excitement appeared in Rockefeller's eyes. The reason why he usually appeared in a form that was so old that he was about to go to the ground was not because of bad taste, but because his genes were collapsing.

Although his superpowers are so powerful that he can regenerate a broken limb, he can even restore only one head.

But even so, the recovered body genes are still in a state of slowly collapsing.

In order to slow down the speed of genetic collapse, he had no choice but to take measures to block power.

But this is only a temporary solution, not the root cause. Even if he doesn't use superpowers, he will last another four or fifty years at most.

Having lived for a long time, he is of course unwilling to end up in a dead situation, so he has used many methods in the past hundred years, but not to mention curing the genetic collapse, he can't even slow down the speed of the collapse.

But the Death Note with the power of the god of death gave him a glimmer of hope.

drop!drop!drop!

Suddenly, countless small voices came to Rockefeller's ears.

The voice is extremely thin, not to mention ordinary people, even some mutants with hearing talent may not be able to hear it.

"Front, back, left, right, even above and below."

Rock Ferrand said solemnly: "Could it be..."

The next moment, flames emerged.

Boom! ! !

Huge explosions sounded in the villa and the basement one after another.

Accompanied by the rising flames and the flying of building wreckage, this luxurious villa was reduced to a raging ruin in less than ten seconds.

"I knew it."

Lin Zian floated above the ruins, calmly watching the flames below.

Before Helen left, she had already installed the most advanced special micro-sound bomb in this villa.

Once someone invades by abnormal means, or opens the door of the basement, the bomb hidden in the wall will be detonated within ten seconds.

In addition, she also set a timing device. On the seventh day after she left, even if no one touched it, the bomb would also be detonated.

However, the bomb detonated at this time will start from the basement first, giving the people near the villa enough time to escape.

The power of this bomb is not strong, but due to the large number, the damage is not low.

If it is encountered by ordinary mutants, they will be seriously injured if they do not die.

"However, if it is Rockferrand, it may be difficult to cause him any harm."

Lin Zian carefully observed the ruins below. He did not believe that a mutant with an extremely long lifespan and strong intuition would be eliminated by a small explosion.

Boom!

A moment later, there were several explosions under the ruins.

Immediately after a loud noise, the wreckage of the building in the center exploded in all directions, and two shadows emitting a faint red light appeared in the open space.

The big one is Rockefeller, and the small one is a black notebook.

"interesting."

Lin Zian folded his hands in front of his chest: "I actually saved the Death Note."

The Death Note can be destroyed, whether it is a copy or the original.

Facing the influence of external forces, it is like an ordinary notebook, which can be torn into pieces, burned to ashes, or soaked into rotten paper.

However, even if it is destroyed, Lin Zian can easily take back the remains of the Death Note and restore it to its original state.

These Helens also knew that according to her plan, the Death Note should be burned to ashes in the explosion.

Unexpectedly, Rockefeller found the notebook and kept it as soon as he encountered the explosion.

Seeing this scene, Lin Zian always wanted to be a melon-eating crowd.

As soon as he thought of it, he took out a bright red apple and took a bite, the sweet juice flowed between his teeth.

In less than a second, an emotion called joy filled my mind, and the feeling of watching a movie was really refreshing.

Although a circular protective cover was applied around the villa, the fragments exploded by the explosion could not fly out, and even the sound of the explosion could not be transmitted.

However, the ground shaking caused by the explosion caused several nearby families to notice something abnormal.

And in this dark night, the raging fire burning on the ruined villa is like a guiding light, but it is difficult for anyone to look around and not notice it.

At this time.

A law enforcement vehicle on patrol is speeding towards the fire.

The detective sitting in the co-pilot looked at the conspicuous flames in the distance, his eyes were full of astonishment, and he muttered to himself: "Terrorist attack? Buying murder? Or... before he finished speaking, the driving partner couldn't help but call He said: "Don't worry about the reason, call the fire department first! "

"Yes, yes, fire."

The detective hurriedly took out his mobile phone and prepared to make a call.

"Wait a moment."

The partner changed his words again: "First ask the head for support, and then call the fire department. I don't want to wait for the terrorists to come, just the two of us."

If it wasn't for the fact that the surrounding area was a wealthy area, they would never have been willing to rush there so quickly, and at most they would have to make a fire call from a distance.

But it's a pity that this area is a damn rich area. If they pretend that they haven't found out or act slowly, the job may be gone.

Compared with the detectives who were afraid but had to approach, several families living nearby picked up their firearms, carefully looked at the ruined villa through the windows, and prayed that the thugs who caused the accident would not be killed. Come to them, if there are any.

Among the ruins, on the cleared space.

Rock Ferrand glanced at the flames burning around him, and said with disdain: "It's a good toy."