Whispering Verse

This script is not mandatory, and it will not make Xia De do something uncontrollably. But the content written on it will definitely happen, and it is impossible to change, as if the invisible hand manipulated fate, which caused Xia De to appear under the grape trellis again.

With the power far weaker than the opponent, Xia De has no choice, he has never had such a desire for power. The past is not without enhancing itself, but Outlander is only new to this world after all.

"This kind of world really needs power."

Taking a breath to relax his mind, suppressing the uneasiness in his heart, Xia De stared at the other party, and then slowly took out the box containing the [Vampire Ring]. The other party opened it and smiled:

"It turns out that this was also stolen by you."

But no.

Xia De took out the box containing [Twenty Sided Dice of Destiny]. The man was slightly surprised after opening it:

"Is this the Keeper-level relic? A rare relic that can interfere with fate? It turns out that it is against the script by relying on this. It is interesting and interesting. You are actually a correspondence ring magician from the St. Lawrence Comprehensive College?"

He obviously knew the relics well.

Xia De took out the pendant with the [Silver Moon Orb] hanging on his chest, the man glanced at it and shook his head:

"What kind of nonsense is this? How queer."

Xia De didn't move any further, the man looked at him with a fierce light in his eyes, and knocked on the stone table with his right hand:

"Also, there is something unusual about you, the other I told me, he won't lie to me."

So Xia De took out the bag of dried frog legs, which is the casting material of the spell [Frog Leap].

"Not this, what is this? And! Are you kidding me?"

The man was taken aback, and tapped on the table with his fingers to urge.

Xia De took out the diary and showed two Rhodes cards, but the man didn't even look at it:

"Are you still a gambler? No, the Rhodes card is an ordinary item. Don't you even have this common sense? Come on, take out the things you hid. I know, you definitely want to rely on that thing to come back."

Xia De thought for a while, and looked at him with strange eyes, which made the man in the wine-red formal suit feel a little uncomfortable. Afterwards, Shade took out the cold antique revolver from the rolled-up suit that was missing a sleeve.

At the moment when he rubbed his fingertips against the lines on the gun, the outsider seemed to have really seen his destiny. I had a wonderful premonition in my heart, knowing that under the strange luck, the plan of using the spell [False Immortality] to fake death was no longer needed.

"Oh? What is this?"

The middle-aged man in the wine-red suit didn't recognize what it was, but after touching it slightly and checking it repeatedly, he realized that it was indeed a relic. Pick it up and look at it. After opening the revolver magazine, there are no bullets in the six magazines, but only slightly shaken, and the bullets actually appeared in the magazine.

A smile appeared on the corner of the middle-aged man's mouth:

"This is very good, consume spirit to automatically replenish bullets. I have always wanted to have an offensive [relic], and this is just right. It seems that my luck is also good tonight. What you owe me will eventually be returned to me. Ha, fate is indeed fair to everyone! The law of conservation of luck is definitely not a superstition.

I think, you must know the function of this [relic], right? It's definitely not just about reloading, that's why you want to hide until the end, hoping I don't find out and give you a chance to pull the trigger. "

Xia De pursed his lips, wondering if he should praise the other party's rich imagination, maybe the man sitting opposite should become a writer like Miss Louisa:

"Sorry, I don't know what this revolver is for either."

Xia De said honestly, the man smiled, held the gun in his right hand, there was a metallic click, his stubby fingers overwhelmed the hammer, and then he slowly raised his hand and pointed the black muzzle of the gun at Xia De's forehead:

"I used spells to prevent the sound of the gun from spreading. Since you don't want to say it, why don't we have a try and see what this gun does. Do you want to die? Or tell me the answer."

The round stone table had a rather large area, and the pistol was raised higher than the table, and did not cross the center line of the round table.

Gas lamps hung on the grape trellis, and the round table was lit by candles brought by men. The dim yellow light shone on the faces of the two people at the table, and there was no wind blowing in that moment of silence.

Xia De looked at the muzzle of the gun, and the corners of his mouth trembled. Even though he had his own plan, he still felt that his heart was about to jump out of his throat, and he felt the sweat flowing down his cheeks.

This fatal moment seems to be only one step away from death. This is the most critical situation after coming to this world. But among a thousand thoughts, he thought of the possibility of his own survival.

"My thinking must be correct, my thinking must be correct! Tonight's good luck should not be over yet!"

He kept repeating in his heart.

"What is the function of this pistol [relic]?"

The man asked again, Xia De shook his head, in front of the man, unexpectedly stretched out his hand, and rolled the [Twenty-sided Dice of Destiny] in the opened box.

"The good luck generated by the [Puppeteer's Script] cannot affect the [Twenty-sided Dice of Fate]. If you want to rely on the good luck at this time to make yourself roll 20 again, then you don't have to do it , you can’t roll 20. Luck is no match for strength. Using the script, it is indeed possible to be misled by the trap of fate, but what else can you do this time?”

The man said in surprise, but saw that Xia De was still about to throw the dice, UU reading www.uukanshu.com Xia De felt that his back in his shirt was soaked.

【are you ready? 】

The whisper sounded unexpectedly, she really understood Xia De very well.

"Ready."

The middle-aged man in the burgundy suit laughed when he saw his movements:

"Since you still don't give up, young Ring Warlock, goodbye."

Pull the trigger and the antique revolver fires normally before the twenty-sided dice of fate are thrown.

In the gunshot that failed to cut through the night sky due to thaumaturgy, the brass-colored bullet swirled and flew out from the muzzle of the gun, passing through the dim light of the gas lamp and the evening wind in the summer garden, leaving a cyclone in the air and flying over the round table The center line flew towards Xia De's eyebrows.

This is the moment before the real death, Xia De didn't think about the people he knew in this world, but closed his eyes while clutching the unthrown dice:

"This must be..."

A strange black iron-colored aura was attached to the bullet, which prevented the bullet from moving forward, but drew a perfect arc in the air and flew backward.

"What?"

Boom~

The bullet penetrated into the skull of the gunman, and his head exploded like a watermelon being hit hard.

Red and white things sprayed in all directions, and the sitting corpse of the man fell in the aftermath of the gunshots and the white smoke from the muzzle.

Shad, who was sprayed with brains and blood all over his face, remained motionless, the candle was knocked down by the splash of blood, and the lampshade of the kerosene lamp on the grape trellis was also coated with plasma. The light suddenly dimmed, and Xia De opened his eyes, watching the gunpowder smoke flying into the night sky and dissipating in the evening wind under the grape trellis.

As the night wind blew, he let out a trembling breath:

"...the spear of kindness."