They all call me master

quiet!

So quiet!

There was no sound in the whole of Kirk Street!

Even if it is winter and there is a lack of insects, the barking of dogs will never be less, and the rats hiding in the gutters will make rustling sounds at night.

But at this moment, there was nothing.

All that was heard was the breathing of three people——

call!

Eli felt the sound of Walsh breathing on his back, and goosebumps rose on his neck.

There was no heat in the breath.

Instead, it was filled with a sense of coldness.

Like a leaky window on a winter night.

Eli did not move, but maintained the pace and continued to walk forward.

But the hands of this stalker and part-time intelligence dealer slowly moved towards his arms.

But the next moment, he was caught.

It's Dr. Linster.

Dr. Linster stretched out his palm and grabbed Eli's other palm. That palm was like metal in an ice cellar, not only cold, but also solid.

Just hold on and Eli won't be able to break free.

“Eli, what do you want to do?

The dissection has just begun! "

Dr. Linster spoke softly, grinning, revealing his sharp teeth.

…

Dr. Linster was dragged along.

"Stop! Eli stop!"

the doctor shouted.

However, Eli turned a deaf ear.

On the contrary, the stalker and part-time information dealer ran faster, grabbing the doctor's arm and waving it around.

Dr. Linster is like a bouncy ball tied to a rope, constantly colliding with surrounding obstacles.

Some are fence gates.

Some are trees.

Some are simply hard walls.

At the first blow, Dr. Linster suffered a severe head injury.

At the second blow, Dr. Linster's bones made a crisp sound.

By the third blow, Dr. Linster was already dying.

However, this is not the end.

Eli's mouth burst into strange laughter.

"Hey hey hahaha, look ahead."

The dying Dr. Linster managed to raise his head.

He saw a speeding carriage.

And in front of the carriage is...

his wife.

His oblivious wife was walking on.

"No!

Stop!

Stop it! "

Dr. Linster let out a scream of collapse.

And Eli's laughter became more shrill and shrill.

…

Walsh slowly drew out the [Bone Sword] and looked at Eli, who was walking forward with his back turned to his back and his head buried in silence. The newcomer of the 'Pale Hand' did not hesitate.

Just stab it out with a sword!

puff!

Eli, whose neck was penetrated, looked stunned and fell to the ground.

Doctor Linster on the side shouted questioningly.

"what are you doing?"

Without hesitation, Walsh struck again.

It's all fake anyway.

No need to worry.

The newbie of ‘Pale Hands’ thought so.

Dr. Linster was hit by a sword and fell to the ground, with confusion on his face before he died.

Then……

There was a noise, there was a barking dog.

"Killed!

Killed! "

Everyone on Kirk Street was shouting, but No. 2 Kirk Street had no lights on.

No. 2 Kirk Street, of course, was deserted.

Because the 'psychic medium' is still at Caesars Manor, and I saw him there this morning.

Walsh thought to himself.

But, the next moment——

Squeak!

The door to No. 2 Kirk Street opened.

‘Psychic medium’ Arthur Kratos came out.

It was exactly the same as in his memory. The gentle and young face always had a faint smile, and when he looked at him, he was curious and puzzled.

It's as if he doesn't understand why he kills people in the street.

However, when the 'spiritual medium' saw Dr. Linster's body clearly, his eyes became solemn.

"Why did you kill Dr. Linster?"

the 'spiritual medium' asked.

"Oh, it's just an illusion!"

Walsh swung the [Bone Sword] and slashed directly at the 'spiritual medium' in front of him.

Then, he was knocked away.

The [Bone Sword] circled to the ground and was inserted beside him.

He himself collapsed on the ground, unable to exert any strength.

"phantom?

What ignorance! "

The 'spiritual medium' scolded him, then dragged him to the two corpses and asked in a low voice: "If it is an illusion, can you feel the temperature in it?

If it was a hallucination, would you feel pain? "

The voice was low, but it made Walsh's eyes widen involuntarily.

He looked at Dr. Linster and Eli who were still dead.

He felt the pain in his body.

He raised his hand and touched the blood.

He felt the warmth in it.

"Is this all true?

No, this is fake!

No, this is true!

This is...ahhhh! "

Walsh put his head in his hands and wailed loudly.

And in this wailing, the people around them disappeared one by one, and the streets and trees also disappeared, like smoke in the wind.

All that's left is, the 'psychic medium'.

The 'psychic medium' looked at Walsh, with the corners of his mouth raised. He raised his hand and waved a rope to tie him up, and then twisted it with the other two ropes.

At the end of the other two ropes are Eli and Dr. Linster.

The three people bound by the ropes all had dull eyes and drooling from the corners of their mouths.

“One more to go!

The most important one!

You guys really surprised me!

but……

What changes will happen in the ending? "

The 'spiritual medium' said softly, while his eyes glanced back and forth on the three people's faces.

"Eli and that 'strap swordsman' already have a bond, and they are the best bait!

Linster is obsessed with his dead wife.

As for you?

Walsh, you are really talented and very useful.

Therefore, the three of you will not die, and I will make good use of you. "

As the 'spiritual medium' spoke, he picked up one end of the rope and pulled it towards a place in the darkness - in this darkness, as the 'spiritual medium' moved around, the lights gradually became brighter. got up.

Fine cracks appeared in the darkness.

When these cracks are layered one after another, the entire darkness is like a broken egg shell.

Snapped!

There was a soft sound and it immediately shattered.

The darkness recedes.

The night sky appears.

Kirk Street is quiet at night, and the occasional barking and rustling of dogs add infinite vitality to the street.

The 'psychic medium' stood in the middle of Kirk Street, holding his body in his hands and scanning the entire street.

“It’s still a little worse!

Not perfect!

Lost hope...

I hope you can bring me a surprise. The resurrection of the dead is really easy for me to find. "

The 'spiritual medium' was talking to himself, but his eyes couldn't help but look at No. 2 Kirk Street. Fear immediately appeared in the eyes of the 'spiritual medium'.

Especially when he saw the [Death Snake Banyan], the fear in his eyes deepened.

He knows some of the past events of 'Dead Poets Society'.

He even knew the story of the ‘holy tree’.

And Arthur maintains this habit, which is enough to explain some problems.

"The truly terrifying 'Son of Death' not only created a stand-in for himself to attract everyone's attention, but he also developed it to this extent quietly.

If possible, I really don’t want to be your enemy!

Unfortunately, there is no if!

Everything you have is really attractive to me, just like this immature ‘sacred tree’, it’s so beautiful! I can't imagine what it will look like when it matures! "

The 'spiritual medium' sighed, but before the sigh could finish, he heard a sound of affirmation ringing in his ears——

"Well, I'm also looking forward to its maturity, so... how about you use it as fertilizer?"