A second before the darkness covered everything.

The surrounding scene was clear for a moment.

Du Wei saw.

The figure of the besieged "Ryan Hamel" twisted, as if he had shed his coat, revealing an embarrassed face.

None other than Gascoigne.

The other party's state is very miserable.

He was covered in blood, and there were four wounds on his chest, which kept bleeding out.

It was a dark shadow poked out of compassion.

And that's not all.

Next to it, there was one more person.

The man had silver hair and wore a mask, identical to the corpse that Ryan Hamel had first seen.

Moreover, the other side also besieged Gascoigne together.

Equate, invisibly Gaiscoyne a dozen three.

In the blink of an eye.

The rapidly spreading darkness enveloped everything.

Dewey, the badly wounded Gaiscoigne, Brand, and the corpse, all the same.

At this moment.

The funeral march dropped its last syllable, and it was over.

But another song with a strong appeal has just begun.

Du Wei only felt that he had lost his sense of space, and his senses of sight, touch, and hearing were all affected.

And then it really disappeared.

……

At this moment.

On the far other side, the headquarters of the Twilight Church in Switzerland.

The hunters' daily routine is going on.

The current Twilight Bell Church is not as collective vomiting and diarrhea as before, and can only live by hanging water.

They regained their combat effectiveness.

As a result, many people went out to deal with evil spirits, and there were very few people left in the headquarters.

Of course.

James didn't go out.

As an undercover agent for the church, he always kept his purpose in mind.

That is to investigate the information of the Twilight Church, waiting for the day when the Church and Twilight will merge and complete their mission.

It's just that.

He probably didn't think that most of the entire Twilight Bell Church was actually undercover.

They all think the same as him, but they belong to different forces.

"Well, when will such a day be the end?"

“fuck！ I can't help but curse, Ryan, you're such a bastard, I only have one arm left, and you actually dislocated me when you fucking hit me before, it's ......"

"I ......"

At this time, James stayed in the backyard of the Twilight Bell Church, sitting on the steps, his only remaining hand in a plaster cast and hanging a bandage on his chest.

He hung his head.

The whole person is not good.

During this time in the Twilight Bell Church, life is really worse than death, comparable to hell on earth.

If James hadn't been determined, he would have been unable to stand it and chose to defect.

And next to him.

Ryan, who usually has an arrogant face, seems to be extremely quiet.

This made James feel very uncomfortable.

He frowned and asked, "Ryan, why don't you speak?" Although I scolded you just now, I am no longer angry with you, after all, during the time when I vomited and diarrhea before, you fed me food and water every day, and I will remember your help to me. ”

But.

Ryan still didn't speak.

He looked down at his hands, his eyes cold at one moment, and blank at another.

Seeing this, James subconsciously moved his buttocks.

"You're not going crazy again, are you?"

"Ryan? Baron Lane? ”

A baron.

Immediately, the coldness in Ryan's eyes dissipated, and was replaced by a smug look that could not be concealed.

He immediately raised his head in the air.

Very disdainful, he said: "Slave James, whoever gave you the qualifications to call me by my name, you should call me Your Excellency the Baron." ”

James was speechless and said, "Well, Your Excellency, what were you thinking just now?" How do I feel like you're a little weird. ”

Hear this.

Ryan tilted his head blankly: "What, was I thinking about something just now?" How did I not know? ”

James said speechlessly: "How do I know what you're thinking, I'm just telling you that, okay, I'm not going to bask in the sun with you here, I'm going to dinner." ”

Ryan snorted coldly: "Eat? What to eat? This whole Twilight Bell Psychiatric Hospital is my Baron Lane's territory, and every meal you eat is costing my money, and I declare that no one can eat today. ”

"You people, won't you save me money?"

"I haven't eaten in three days, am I still in good health?"

James didn't bother with Ryan.

Sometimes he doesn't bother to deal with this psychosis and just gets up and leaves.

Ryan, on the other hand, felt that the majesty of his nobility had been desecrated.

He was about to sneak up on James and teach the other party how to behave, but his eyes became blank again.

The body also paused.

James didn't see this, and he walked away quickly.

In the entire backyard, Ryan was the only one standing in the sun.

He covered his head and said with a painful expression, "Damn, I really want to hear a voice, damn, it's that stupid guy calling my name." ”

"It's not right yet."

"Go back? Where to go? I'm not going anywhere, I'm going to stay at Twilight, which is the domain that the director has personally canonized to me. ”

"Fuck you, what bullshit Ryan Hamel, what does this have to do with my Baron Ryan?"

"What do you say? Am I your evil spirit power? You kicked me out? Let me be your backhand? ”

"Hehe, my Baron Ryan is so awesome, is it your ability? You're pretending to be with me! ”

"I said you were my power!"

The more Ryan spoke, the more he felt the pain in his consciousness lessened.

I can't help it.

He suddenly realized: "I understand, you are harassing me with words, you wait, you are finished, I will go to the dream and call the director now, I will call you for a small report." ”

"How fucking do you dare to play with Baron Lane."

"It just so happens that I recently wanted to build the Twilight Bell Psychiatric Hospital, and I asked the director to harvest your organs and sell them to support me."

……

Deep.

It's pitch black and the space is very closed.

The limits are clearly felt.

It seems to be in a long and narrow space.

Du Wei only felt as if only a second had passed, but after coming back to his senses, he appeared in this narrow space.

The body is restricted.

There is no movement at all.

"I'm in the sarcophagus?"

Du Wei's voice sounded in the darkness, and he reached out and touched the barriers around him, and felt the cold and damp moisture as he entered.

And.

Thick malice continued to erode along the place where the palm touched.

Du Wei immediately withdrew his hand.

The black shadow was now possessed of him, but the will in his mind also seemed to be experiencing indescribable pain.

"This sarcophagus, trying to devour me? Is it a sacrifice? ”

"Ryan Hamel, is this your resurrection hand?"

Du Wei's tone was a little complicated.

He found that even if he valued this opponent, he still took it a little lightly.

What had just happened outside made Du Wei feel like his eyes were bright.

He thought that Ryan Hamel was hiding in the shadows, but in fact he was just a corpse, or a masked demon spirit, who was only manipulated by the other party.

And in the sarcophagus, it should be the real body.

Only now, the one who was locked in the sarcophagus became himself.

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