How to become a sea witch

Pretending to be captured by Greer,?, and then letting him take you hostage to a completely unfamiliar place is a very crazy thing.

But compared to Tiago's performance at the wedding, Bernice felt that she should be considered normal.

I can't explain why at that moment, I obviously had a chance to break free, but I still chose to give up resistance, so that I could sneak into the opponent's last lair alone.Bernice felt that maybe it was the excessive courage sprouted after being greatly stimulated,? But it might just be because she wanted to escape there too much.

Those nightmarish word declarations? Urgently strangling her throat, making her shiver until her scalp tingles as long as she thinks about it.Therefore, escaping from that auditorium became Bernice's only clear idea at that time,? For this reason, she was almost desperate.

It's just,? Just like what she believed in since she was a child.When she desperately escaped from a situation that made her feel threatening, what came one after another would never turn for the better, and most of the situations would even be worse than before, such as now.

She remembered that she was completely blind, and someone cast a sleeping witch spell on her.Even though that level of witchcraft couldn't really put her into a deep sleep, Bernice still pretended to be unconscious and was taken out of the auditorium without any resistance.

Along the way, Bernice closed her eyes tightly, and used other senses to remember which roads she had walked while being held in her arms, how many corners, how many straight roads, how the surrounding sounds changed.

Gradually, she realized that she might have been taken to Lambert's residence on Sunset Mansion Road.The sound of passing car engines has become sparse and chaotic. From time to time, there are voices of men and women cursing in a low voice, and there are many voices whistling at them maliciously, using vulgar jokes.

Go through the door of the hotel apartment, go upstairs, turn the corner, and go upstairs again.

Bernice was pretty sure this was where she had been with Thiago before.

The gate was violently broken open, and the camouflage covered by the totem on the wall was torn off impatiently.

She hesitated and didn't dare to open her eyes, only to hear that after a burst of light and urgent mantra chanting, she seemed to be drawn into a very narrow space, feeling as if her bones were about to be crushed. swept up.

This process lasted less than ten seconds, and everything returned to its original state.Bernice even heard the faint and regular sound of sea waves, and the fresh forest and vegetation in the air and the scorching sun flooded into her senses at the same time.

Obviously this is no longer that hotel room, and Bernice can no longer judge where she is at this time based on her memory, she only feels that she has gone through a not-so-short period of walking, and once again opened the door and After advancing, the midsummer sunshine that burned her disappeared in an instant.

She seemed to be taken into another room, lying flat on the thick and soft sofa.

The wind slipped in from the window, sliding against her skin with warmth and the faint fragrance of various flowering plants.The clinking of metal and porcelain pierced into her hearing crisply, followed by the sound of water pouring in, and the aroma of hot tea.

...Wait, is he making tea?

Bernice frowned very slightly, and heard Lambert say to herself: "You're awake, Miss Hardy...or, Bernice?"

The sea witch whose name was called did not continue to pretend, but sat up directly, and completely untied the slightly loose bun, and the black hair immediately poured down from under the veil like a waterfall, and slowly hung down on his waist.

She looked at Lambert, who was walking towards her with two cups of brewed black tea, and when she noticed his face, she couldn't help being stunned for a moment, and then she reacted: "That's how you sneaked into the venue Right? I forgot, there are many ways for human beings to change their appearance, and they can still avoid being discovered by the guards by using witchcraft."

For example, an extremely realistic fake face made of liquid silicone was found on Belinda Norman's body last time.

Instead of picking up the black tea he handed over, Bernice just sat on the sofa and stared at him motionlessly: "What identity did you sneak in with?"

"A member of the orchestra." He replied, while sitting opposite Bernice, tearing off the extremely realistic human face mask on his face, revealing his original appearance.

Different from the appearance in the impression, Bernice was surprised to find that his face turned out to be extremely morbidly pale, and there were several obvious purple and blue spots on his neck. After taking off the contact lenses, his eyes showed a similar appearance. With a muddy and weird color, the whole person looks like a living corpse.

"What did you exchange with the magic lamp?" Bernice blinked, but she already had a guess in her heart.

She still remembered those creatures of all races who were forced to sell their souls to Ursula according to the transaction rules after losing the bet.Due to different races, after losing their souls, their decay process will also be different.

But the appearance of Lambert in front of him is obviously quite in line with the characteristics of the changes of human beings after losing their souls.The reason why he still has the ability to move and the weak witchcraft power is probably due to his half of the wizard blood of the underground kingdom.

It's just that this phenomenon is only temporary. If he can't find his soul in a short time, he will soon turn into a pile of bones and rotting flesh.

"You've read the 'Three Days Later' I wrote, and you should still remember the final ending of Sharveide?" He simply took off his gloves, and the exposed hands were so emaciated that one wondered if he just put his own hand on it. The flesh and blood on the body was also peeled off, leaving only the pale and dying bones, "Perhaps when I wrote this story, I already expected this end for myself."

"By the way." Lambert looked at her. In his overly cloudy eyes, the boundary between the pupil and the iris almost disappeared, looking creepy, "You look beautiful today."

"Thank you."

Bernice responded dryly, and continued to ask: "It's just that I don't understand. Since you have already discovered that this is a trap, why did you jump in?"

If you had revealed in advance that you would never come to this wedding, things would not have developed into what they are now, and there would not have been this chaotic wedding, and there would not have been those horrors that made her unable to tell the truth from the fake. , Just hearing words that make you want to run away, and everything will remain the same as before.

damn it!

Bernice couldn't help but gritted her teeth when she thought of this, she shouldn't have agreed to use this method that day.Or, more profoundly, she shouldn't have signed off on parole in the first place.

How could there be a better place in the world than a prison?She was really in a state of happiness and didn't know how to be blessed.

"To be honest, I didn't realize it was a trap before, even though the guards seemed to have noticed me, it was also within my initial consideration."

Lambert replied with a harsh hoarse voice: "After all, this is the headquarters of the Security Service and the Ocean Observation Center. It will indeed be very difficult for me to act without trace here."

"Then why did you exchange your soul with the magic lamp?" Bernice asked inexplicably. She just subconsciously thought that the other party must know the truth about the wedding, but she still persisted in wanting for some reason. destroy it, that's why it's done.

"The intervention of the security department will make it impossible for me to continue to do what I have done before, plus this just-right wedding." Lambert smiled slightly, "I know they have included me in the scope of surveillance, and the magic lamp I also know. So it proposed to exchange the soul for me to do the last thing."

"at last?"

Bernice repeated, and quickly recalled the ending of the hero and heroine in the opera, and immediately understood: "Are you planning to die with me?"

Seemingly disapproving of Bernice's words, Lambert stared at her in silence for a while before speaking again: "Half and half. But now, I've changed my mind."

As he spoke, he stood up, walked to the record player aside, put a vinyl record on it, and carefully placed the stylus.

Bernice raised her head following his movements, only then did she realize that this was a rather spacious room.From the decoration to every detail of the furnishings, it is full of the rich style of the northern towns in the original world.

The outer ring of the all-stone furnace wall is inlaid with oily and clean red lacquered wood, the edges of the wooden ceiling are all finely carved, and the carpet on the floor seems to be some kind of thick animal skin, even if you step on it with high heels, it is silent silent.

There are also those portraits on the walls, some parchments and quills placed on the surrounding desks, and the vermilion eaves outside the window.

She realizes something, but isn't entirely sure: "Did you recreate this from your original home?"

"That's right, but I'm sorry that I can't take you on a tour now, because I still have one last thing to do, or the last deal." Lambert said, and started the record player, and the mournful cello sound immediately rang

Bernice has heard this piece many times in Thiago's office, it is said that it comes from a very famous Austrian classical musician, Requiem, ?K.?626?-?Lacrimosa?Dies?Illa, Requiem .

"Talking about a deal with me?" Bernice looked at him expressionlessly, her light green eyes clearly reflected the other person's appearance like emeralds, "Are you sure?"

"I haven't said what bargaining chip to use yet." Lambert laughed, showing no affinity at all, but looked extremely scary because of the strange change in his face.

For some reason, Bernice suddenly thought of Ursula, and remembered that she was almost like this before she was completely alienated by her own sea witch magic power, and it was even more terrifying.

Maybe, I will become like this in the future.

She was in a daze, and before the familiar feeling of fear spread again, she quickly blinked to cover it up, and asked, "What do you want to bet?"

"One life."

He said, with a soft and slow tone, each word was piled up into an invisible pressure: "I have a human girl in my hand."

When she heard this, Bernice basically knew what he was going to say next, and at the same time felt an extremely boring headache.

It's really too difficult to be a positive person. You can blackmail anyone you don't know, but you can't sit idly by.

"This is just to be on the safe side. Although I have the promise of the magic lamp, I still hope to be more prepared. It's better to be so full that even if the plan fails, I can let the security department let me go temporarily. So... "

Lambert said, looking at her fixedly, his cloudy eyes were dimmed, and he could only be depressed like a wilderness: "How about this bargaining chip?"

"Not bad." Bernice commented nonchalantly, looking as calm as he was, "but where is she now? You haven't shown me anything that would indicate that you do have With the evidence of such a hostage, even if I want to agree to this transaction, it is very difficult. Besides, how did you bypass the surveillance of the security department?"

After all, she has done a lot of things like empty hands and white wolves before.Now that the situation is reversed, of course she must first confirm whether the chips in the opponent's hand are real.

As if not surprised by the other party's questions and requests, Lambert smiled and quickly brought a crystal ball that could monitor the designated place.

Bernice recognizes this kind of thing, and she has quite a few of them herself, and she is very clear about the principle of it and how to fake it.

Soon, the crystal ball lit up, and gradually emerged a picture of a dying girl in white clothes imprisoned in a square glass jar with her hands locked.A thin stream of water continued to flow in from the hole on the top of the glass tank, and the accumulated water had already submerged to the girl's knees. Her long black hair was sticky on her body, covering her face.

Perhaps after struggling for a long time, Bernice noticed that there were many very obvious red marks on her handcuffed wrists, and some of them were even bleeding.

Ruowuowu's hoarse cries and cries for help came from the crystal ball, one by one, begging the invisible executioner to let her go. For this reason, she can do whatever is asked, and promises not to talk to anyone. Mention this matter, let alone intend to call the police.

"I want to go home... I beg you, I just want to go home, my mother is still waiting for me to go back... help me, please help me..."

Crying from despair to the point of collapse, all the struggling and kicking were of no avail, except for worsening the wound on her wrist, nothing could change the status quo.The water was still pouring in, dripping in her hair, down her arms and body into knee-deep water.

"I don't want to die... Please, no matter who you are, save me, save me—!"

Bernice looked at the girl in the crystal ball silently, a very slight tremor suddenly appeared in her heart, and even her vision blurred for a moment.

The lighting in the picture is not good, only the drenched white of the girl is the only bright color.The cold, shimmering water flowed in drop by drop, and at the same time pushed her to the brink of death.

Human beings cannot breathe in water, but they will not die immediately. It is destined to be a long and painful process.

Just like...

I was once torn off half of my body by natural enemies, tortured to the brink of death by excruciating pain, and could only lie in the crevices of the dark seabed and reefs waiting to die.

At that time, she seemed to be begging like this, no matter who it is, no matter what price it pays, save her, save her...

"Please...help me...I don't want to die, I don't want to be in such pain, please...help me!" The girl trembled and raised her head, her wet black hair was sticky on her face, The lips were so pale that there was no blood in them, and they begged for a sliver of hope that was almost invisible with the utmost humility.

So similar to my original self.

The same helplessness, the same despair.

"When I found out that I was noticed by the security department, I have been thinking about how to get rid of this kind of surveillance. I also have to admit that without the help of the magic lamp, I really couldn't do this."

After being reminded like this, Bernice immediately understood.Because the magic lamp is a divine creation from the God of Light, in essence, it has the same origin as the angels, so it can naturally fool their eyes.

But at the same time, another deeper guess also appeared in Bernice's mind.She frowned and asked: "You just said that you want to die with me, but that's half of what you mean, and you took such a lot of trouble to kidnap such a hostage, I'm afraid it's not only targeting me but also restraining the security department?"

Lambert looked at her with a smile. He didn't know if it was Bernice's illusion. He seemed a little relieved or even admiring her, as if encouraging her to speak.

"You still want to take revenge on the magic lamp, don't you?" Bernice simply obeyed him and continued, "You traded your soul to it to help you ruin this wedding. I even suspect that you even used the security department Surveillance on you, let them know your whereabouts on purpose, and let them know that you will come to this wedding. So that the magic lamp and the security office will definitely conflict at the wedding scene, right?

If successful, you can get me.If you fail, you can rely on this hostage to escape alone, and you are happy to see whether the magic lamp will be caught or have other consequences, even if you end up dying because of losing your soul.

In this way, even if you don't know that the wedding is fake, you can achieve your own purpose to the greatest extent. "

As soon as the words fell, Lambert clapped his hands: "You are very smart, Bernice, and it is exactly as you said."

After finishing speaking, he was silent for a while, and then said: "The magic lamp is using me, of course I understand. It doesn't care whether I can see Dakota at all, even if my wish is really just to see her again, nothing else. But it Still unwilling, because it knows that once I meet Dakota, my wish has come true, and then I am no longer the puppet it needs.

For this reason, it has manipulated me, leading me to look for the shadow of the person I love in others.I will suffer forever and be its slave forever.So, I'm going to avenge it.It capitalizes on my love for Dakota, it be damned! "

When he said the last sentence, his skinny face, which had been rigid all the time, suddenly showed a kind of extreme anger, which made him look even more terrifying.

Bernice asked a little puzzled, "Even at the cost of your own life?"

"Even at the cost of my own life." He repeated, regaining his previous frozen expression, only the palpitating desolate sigh remained in his voice.

A love that is sincere, passionate enough to give your life for.

Bernice watched him, and for the first time really felt like she was facing a monster.

"How about it, Bernice, after talking so much, can we start our deal?" Lambert looked at her calmly and asked.

Bernice looked at the white-clothed girl in the crystal ball again and remained silent, expressionless. There was no breath of life in the light green pupils, so hollow that it seemed that even the soul had disappeared, leaving only a beautiful shell. .

She thought that she would be indifferent, and even if she reluctantly agreed, it was only because her camp was unified with Thiago and the others, and they were regarded as half positive figures.So no matter how reluctant you are, you can't just say "I'm a devil. I've eaten more people than you've ever seen. You can't threaten me with a creature that is food in my eyes."

What's more, speaking viciously, the girl's arrest was completely an oversight by the security department, who failed to prevent Lambert from finding a new victim.

Therefore, as long as I can kill the guy in front of me and pretend to be ignorant of the girl, and Lambert's method this time is completely different from before, no one will associate her death with Lambert. When they are together, naturally they will not even think of her willingness to die.

Of course, even if it is discovered that this is the last hostage Lambert prepared.As long as they bite to death and refuse to admit it when the time comes, they won't be able to blame themselves for the girl's death.

That's right, this is the best way to treat yourself, and no one will find out.

Bernice gritted her teeth, her eyes still stayed on the girl in white in the picture, she heard her begging in a hoarse voice, calling her parents indiscriminately.

A girl struggling in pain, a girl so similar to herself.

Obviously the words were already on the verge of her mouth, but Bernice found herself unable to speak.The heart that he thought was as cold and hard as a stone was trembling very slightly, and the nightmare from hundreds of years ago was revived.

For a while, she seemed to see herself locked in a glass jar, crying in despair and misery, but she could only hear a cold voice replying to her: "No one will come to rescue you, they are all looking forward to it. you die."

A burst of fear suddenly penetrated Bernice's whole body, forcing her to speak before she regained consciousness, "What do you want?"

Lambert smiled and clasped his hands together: "I've told you all about my past, and in exchange, I have to know something about you."

"My past?" Bernice didn't raise her head, she just stared at the girl in white. "I've lived for hundreds of years. If I tell you all about it, I'm afraid this hostage will turn into a nutrient-growing coral."

"Then tell me what impresses you the most."

He said, "Tell me about the most precious people and things in your memory. I want to know all about that."

……

Falling from midsummer to severe winter, time is crushed into fleeting illusions.When I opened my eyes again, the world was already as cold as ice and snow, pale as a dead grave.

In order to control the range of activities of the parasites around the auditorium and reduce the risk of them migrating to human cities.The security office and the observation center set up a divine power blockade in the surrounding forest early in the morning, preventing the parasite from spreading outward.

However, Gabriel soon discovered that such a blockade could not fully exert the expected effect.As derivatives of the gods' creations, these dark red parasites are extremely destructive. Ordinary winged angels and sea people cannot cause substantial damage to them.

Seeing that the beams of light guarding the forest were being extinguished one by one, after Gabriel and Queen White had evacuated most of the creatures, they immediately withdrew to the place where the beams of light were extinguished to fill in the gaps.

Continuous snowflakes fell from the brilliant clear sky, landing on Thiago's shoulders and long hair.He looked at the other side of the beam of light that was gradually fading, and said to Silvedu, "Go and help them too. Force all the spreading parasites back into the auditorium, and don't allow anyone to come in."

"So are you staying here alone?" She asked uncomfortably.

"I will try not to damage everything here." Thiago said, more ice spread from the soles of his feet and where the long sword pointed in his hand, and quickly condensed around the auditorium.

Without too much hesitation, Silvedu quickly came to the weakest part of the blockade, and released a powerful golden magic, repairing the barrier that was about to wither, blocking the parasite's last escape route.

Seeing that there was no way to make a hard breakthrough, the parasites spreading around decisively chose to find a host.The viscous dark red fluid rolled around, constantly chasing those targets that were easy for it to parasitize.

The heavy snow became more and more dense, and the translucent crystals, which were so thin that they seemed weightless, were continuously flying towards the forest, and when they landed, they solidified into cold, hard and smooth ice.Soon, the originally deep green and dense forest in front of me was gradually frozen by the frost into a pure white ice edge.

More than a dozen angels were intentionally scattered in the forest as bait, and the two-winged angels, who were pursued by the parasite, broke out one after another and circled the auditorium before the surroundings were completely frozen.

Under the control of Gabriel and the others, the blockade continued to shrink, forcing the parasite to retreat into the only auditorium.

When the last trace of dark red fluid was also driven into the auditorium in front of it, the heavy door closed suddenly, dense ice patterns grew from the bottom of the auditorium, and soon wrapped the whole building into solemn paleness.

The sun shone through the ice in the cracked dome, and the fog hung over Thiago.

After trying to break through several times but still unable to succeed, the parasite seemed to finally realize that there was no way out for him, so he simply gave up on running away, and only tried his best to encircle and suppress the blond boy in front of him.

The dark red vortex covered the sky, but the moment it was about to touch him, it was condensed by an extreme cold, and there was a clear painful low hum from the disgusting dark red parasite.

Thiago quickly swung his sword to chop off the frozen parasite, and saw that what was left of it was rapidly condensing into a huge monster that looked like a melting human.There is a black hole in the chest that is still wriggling from time to time, and those broken, almost human-like sharp noises come from inside the hole.

It seems that it is difficult to maintain a fixed shape, but its destructive power is extremely amazing, and it has also learned to attack while keeping a certain distance from Thiago, so as to ensure the safety of the main body.

If it is normal, Thiago doesn't mind this kind of war of attrition, but now he has no patience to spend time with the opponent.

After cutting off those annoying tentacles seven or eight times in a row, the blue in Thiago's eyes began to become extremely light and bright under the intense catalysis of divine power.At the same time, the temperature in the air also dropped to a disturbing critical value, and more and more tiny ice thorns decomposed and condensed from the air, attacking the struggling monster like a torrential rain.

Thick, icy hoarfrost climbed its limbs, shattered and splintered again.

It wasn't until the monster in front of him was completely frozen by the ice that Thiago walked over, raised the cross sword in his hand and pierced its heart with incomparable precision.Almost instantly, a shrill and sharp scream came from inside the monster, and even the entire auditorium seemed to be trembling, so fragile that it would collapse at any time.

Ignoring the worried inquiries from the angels outside the door, Thiago looked at the monster in front of him expressionlessly. , a magical lamp wrapped in the shape of a heart.

He reached out and pulled it straight out.And the moment the magic lamp left the body, those parasites also lost all their future sources, and gradually evaporated into nothingness.

After staring at the dark red heart-like mass for a while, Thiago said clearly: "It turned out that it devoured the soul, no wonder he suddenly became able to speak."

After finishing speaking, a faint pale cold air gradually flowed out from between his fingers.As if sensing the threat of killing him at any time, the deformed heart began to beat faster.

"I'll just ask once. If I don't answer, I will destroy you immediately." Thiago looked at it, the blue eyes were surprisingly bright, but like his voice, it was completely cold and had no warmth at all. "Where's Bernice?"

The author has something to say: the piece that Lambert played was Mozart's unfinished "Requiem,? K.? 626?-? Lacrimosa? Dies? Illa? Requiem, Op. : The Day of Tears?-?Requiem, work 626?-?The Day of Tears', I originally wanted to choose The Phantom of the Opera.But the atmosphere doesn't feel right.

In this chapter, I personally like the part about Bernice’s psychological struggle. To be honest, she grew up in that environment and hasn’t completely grown crooked. She just doesn’t believe that people’s hearts will last for a long time. It can be seen that she has accepted the light of socialism jellyfish.

Although my friend said that the reason why this article is so cool is because I love to write these psychological portrayals that make readers feel uncomfortable, neither pleasant nor sweet... Alas, I suddenly feel that her analysis is right... …