"The teacher's abilities have a counterproductive effect on the Ghost of Ice and Fire." "If there's anyone in the world who can deal with the Ghost of Ice and Fire with four abilities, it's the teacher. This is also the reason why the ghost of ice and fire attacked the teacher. ”

"I need your strength, child."

The Misty Shadow Hero slowed down his voice and made another request to Wu Hao, who put down his teacup and leaned forward. Wu Hao couldn't see his face, but he felt that under the black helmet, there should be a pair of eyes burning.

The maid lady on one side shrunk her eyes and reached into her sleeve.

"Even if you say that superpowers are inherited, it's true that I didn't acquire them," Wu Hao scratched his head, "Do you have the ability to make me awaken [I am human]?" ”

"Yes."

"I have."

The voice of the Mist Shadow Hero became deeper and deeper, and his two hands were placed on Wu Hao's shoulders, and despite wearing gloves, Wu Hao still felt cold and cold, like a poisonous snake swimming.

At some point, the door of the house opened, and the fog from the alley poured in. He looked at the teacup, there was still a little black tea flickering, the flames were burning on the water, and one eyeball was reflected in the tea, as thin as a cat's pupil, black, like a door to another world.

[He] activated the ability.

Wu Hao looked at Ethel, as if the magic eye on the water had aroused the shadow in her heart. The girl froze in place, her pupils dilated, and her hand drooping to attack. Sweat ran down her forehead. His faithful maid has been overrun by fear.

Will I be like this?

Wu Hao swallowed. On his own, he would never be able to confront the Misty Shadow Hero. The idea was turning in his head, but it didn't work.

"What should I do?"

He pretended to seek advice from the Helmet Man.

"Look at it," the helmet man pointed to the magic eye on the tea face, "let go and look at it." ”

Wu Hao blinked, strangely enough, he didn't feel fear of the black (harmony) magic eye burning in the tea. There seemed to be a ghost whispering in his ear. It's quiet, but it's not scary.

But he still pretended to be scared, but in fact he was distracted. The idea of getting out of trouble came to mind.

"I want to ...... I can't be as happy as you say. He raised his hand and said, "I can't concentrate." ”

"How?" The voice coming out of the voice changer was very unhappy.

"I want to." Wu Hao said, "Where is the toilet?" ”

Very vulgar excuses, but ...... It works.

"Go ahead," the helmet man waved his hand, "the toilet is over there." ”

Wu Hao stood up and slowly walked in the direction of the Misty Shadow Hero's finger.

The purpose of delaying time has been achieved, but he knows that he will not be able to survive the current crisis and expose the conspiracy of the "two-faced man" on his own.

He needed help.

He walked past the couch and underneath the sword of Damocles. Suddenly, he took a leap and tore the short sword off his belt.

Wu Hao seized the props of the Fog Shadow Hero.

"You guy!"

The Fog Shadow Hero discovered Wu Hao's trick, and he stood up, the voice changer under his helmet let out a huge roar.

Out of nowhere, a gust of wind blew, and the black robe of the helmet man flipped like dozens of hunting flags. The mist condensed, constructing into several fog hands, and attacked Wu Hao.

He dodged with dexterity, and his agility of 3 was enough for him to deal with the situation. With a flick of his right hand, he threw the scabbard out. The sword emerged in the mist, glowing with a clear, cold glow, like a torch. The black-skinned scabbard arced through the air, striking the maid Miss Ethel in the back.

"IJssel!"

Wu Hao called for his helper in this world. The impact from the outside and Wu Hao's shouts relieved the maid from her fear. She looked around and understood what had just happened. Without saying a word, launch an attack on the Misty Shadow Hero.

She stretched out her palm, her fingers spread, and her eyes glowed red. The ability was activated, and the silk fabrics in the room, such as cushions, kettle bags, and woven bags, all stood up. Like a soldier who heeds the general's call.

The silk fabrics all began to disintegrate, turning into colorful silk threads that swam through the air, binding the misty hands released by the Misty Shadow Hero, buying Wu Hao time to breathe.

"It's now!"

Wu Hao turned around, and the short sword swung forward, and the target was not the Fog Shadow Hero, but the mahogany sofa where Wu Hao was originally sitting.

With only a click, the sharp lightsaber easily sliced the couch in half.

Sawdust flies, revealing what the helmet man has hidden under the couch.

It was the corpse of a man, shriveled and emaciated, with his eyes closed and his blond hair spread wildly.

The moment she saw the corpse, the maid's face changed, like the sea freezing in the cold winter. The silk threads in the air also felt the will of their masters, and they were taut one by one, turning from the ropes that bound people into murderous strings.

"I'm still a little strange," Wu Hao looked at the Fog Shadow Hero with a mocking expression, "Even if the Ice and Fire Ghost attacks, Daddy's body should be in the morgue, why did you come here?" ”

"Who the hell are you?"

The Shadow of Mist was silent, and the Hand of Mist that had been released was taken back. Ethel wanted to pursue, but was stopped by Wu Hao.

"Strike first and die," he said, "and see what he says." ”

"I don't know if I should praise you for being smart or call you stupid," said the Shadow Hero, "when did you find out?" ”

Wu Hao looked at the helmet man, and the task was to find and crusade against the killer hero - the mastermind behind Ormet had already ticked a check. The beacon of society was indeed killed by its own apprentices.

- No, that's not right.

He's not a Shadow of the Mist anymore.

Wu Hao was only two meters away from the helmet man, and it was only a breath to kill him - but Wu Hao didn't dare, his right hand holding the short sword was trembling, and there was a completely different and suffocating sense of oppression from the helmet man. He was sure that if he rushed out now, he would be the one who died.

He took a deep breath, took the blonde hair out of his trouser pocket, and said, "You're not the Shadow of the Mist, at least not the Shadow of the Mist as we know it. You are another person possessed by him, or another personality of him. Right? ”

"About [I am for all], Issel-chan told me everything. While most of the superpowers in this world are inherited, only [I am human] is different, it exists in the form of inheritance. Passed from generation to generation, the righteous hearts of the master and the apprentice resonate, and the ability to uphold justice is passed on. ”

"Daddy is the ninth generation of [I am for everyone] keeper, and you are full of thoughts to become the tenth generation. But Daddy didn't pass it on to you, and you held a grudge and killed him. You think that when the keeper of [I am for all] dies, this power will be transferred to the person who killed him. But no. ”

"You stole Daddy's body back, thinking [I was human] still lurking in his tissues, but you didn't. You suspect that [I am human] has been transferred to me, so you want to use the power of your magic eye to take it away, don't you? ”

"Very good reasoning," [Mist Shadow Hero] clapped vigorously, and the crackling sound spread through the mist, but the murderous aura was also thicker.

"You know this, and you're still here. Is there such a big chance of victory? ”

"Who knows?" Wu Hao was not stingy with his mouth, "Maybe the Fog Shadow Hero you possessed is also helping us?" Do you have a way to completely suppress his personality? ”

"Besides," he shook his dagger and the silver light on its blade pierced through the fog, "I think Gryffindor's sword is more effective against a monster like Voldemort." ”

Item: Stinging Bee

Genre: Weapon/Melee

Grade: B-

Effect (1): Extremely sharp

Effect (2): When the Devil or a Devil's servant (e.g. an Apostle) approaches, the sword glows white

Effect (3): Against a spider-type enemy, the item is increased by one level

Notes: A short sword made by an elf, with the Elven word engraved on the blade and hilt: Megnus is my name, and I am the nemesis of the spider