Chapter 3 Lonely Sycamore
When the three Austins entered through the small door, they found that there was a downward corridor. As the small door behind them was closed by Davix, who walked last, the darkness enveloped the three of them like a tide. The three of them fine-tuned their positions, Davix was at the front, the source force surging towards his eyes, and the increase in his eyesight was maximized, while Gwenny was in the middle, his dual abilities of elemental and fighting could provide strong support at any time, and at the end was Austin, although he only had fighting ability, his almost beastly instinct allowed him to react quickly to the danger behind him, which was an advantage that the other two did not have.
The three of them worked together for the first time, but they already showed a good tacit understanding.
"The darkness here is not ordinary......" Gwenny said suddenly, his voice extremely dry, and there was a sound similar to the rubbing of metal from time to time.
"Nonsense, of course there is a problem, there are alchemy matrices on both sides. Davix's voice was as flirtatious as ever, but two dark golden glimmers shot out of his pupils, sweeping towards the walls on either side. With this ability, Davix could see the eyes of a coyote from a kilometer away, but he couldn't see the patterns on the walls.
"Fire, light?" said Gwenny slowly, two syllables.
Davix raised an eyebrow, his right hand stretched out, and a red symbol condensed in his palm.
Just as a flame was rising in Davix's palm, a hand suddenly reached out from the side and grabbed his wrist. Davix was startled and subconsciously pulled out the triple shotgun on his waist. Such home-made firearms were several eras worse than the normal configuration of the army, but they were heavy enough and strong enough. Davix was not loaded, and grabbed the barrel of the gun with his backhand and smashed it behind him.
"It's me. Behind him, Austin's voice rang out.
Davix hurriedly stopped, Austin waved his hand, Davix, who was not physically strengthened, could not hold the barrel, and the pistol flew out of his hand and fell to the ground with a loud noise.
"What are you doing?" Davix was a little annoyed, and when he saw Austin standing behind him, he suddenly realized something: the road was not wide, only allowing one person to pass, and at most a shoulder's distance was free, Austin was able to cross a person and unknowingly come behind him? Davix suddenly broke out in a cold sweat.
"Don't light the fire, keep going, there's something in the dark. Austin's tone was calm, even a little cold, but the content of his words made the other two people creepy.
After about two minutes of walking, the corridor became gentle, and after another ten minutes, the three of them finally crossed the corridor and came to a hall. Because it is built underground, the hall is not very high, but it is very wide, supported by eight stone pillars, about 300 square meters. There were no tables and stools in the hall, only a few people stood scattered in the hall.
The three Austins stood by a stone pillar by the door, pretending to look around casually.
Next to the stone pillar opposite stood a tall and thin man, dressed in a tight leather jacket and leather pants, with two long sharp knives at his waist. The long knife has no scabbard, it is fixed by a leather buckle, and the handle of the blade is painted with black lacquer, but the blade is a touch of snow, and the cold light slides on it.
Next to the stone pillar is a couple in their thirties. The man is dressed in a black coarse cloth short, looking honest and honest, and the woman is quite amorous, wearing a long white dress. The two seemed to feel Austin's gaze and smiled at Austin, but Austin felt stung by a poisonous scorpion and quickly looked away.
As for the center of the hall, there was an old man sitting cross-legged, and the old man's body was surrounded by five purple balls of light, with a long tail of light, rotating in a certain route, looking magnificent. However, the old man sat alone in the center of the hall, and the people around him faintly avoided the area where he sit, which showed that he was very jealous of him.
Austin paid attention to these people, and the rest of them were about two dozen people, all of whom were common outlaws in the lower city, who gave money to whomever they wanted, and their strength was not very strong, relying on a strength that was not afraid of death.
"Hey guys!"
When the three of them were distracted, a greeting suddenly came from behind them. The voice was clearly hoarse and low, but there was a sweet and greasy feeling.
Gotthorny spun around and kicked his right foot hard, sending a strong wind behind him.
Behind him, a black shadow swept by, and a black wind blade slashed towards Gwenny's chest regardless of the ferocious leg strike! Looking at the wind elemental protective field supported behind him, the black shadow was seriously injured at most, but Gwenny's life was in danger.
Gwenny had to retreat to dodge, but the wind blade still scratched his right shoulder, and the crimson blood was sealed by powerful muscles.
At the moment when Gwenny retreated, Davix quickly struck, and a stream of blazing fire flew out of his palm, hitting the black shadow directly! The black shadow had just opened the protective field and released the wind blade, and the new force could only be hard-connected.
After a loud bang, the black fog around the Black Shadow Protection Field dissipated, revealing a blood-red round light shield, protecting the Black Shadow behind.
In just one round, it seems that Guwenny is bleeding and suffering, but in fact, the mist wrapped around the black shadow is transformed by the source force, and after being dispersed, the vitality is damaged a lot, and the black shadow suffers a dark loss.
What's more, the Black Shadow is only one person, and Austin hasn't made a move yet!
The black shadow got a chance to breathe, suddenly dispersed his defense, waved his hand, and said: "If you don't fight, you won't fight, I will suffer a loss if you hit three or one, it doesn't fit my style-"
At this time, the three Austin saw the whole picture of the black shadow: it was a very handsome young man, combed his back hair, about twenty years old, wearing a black suit, shiny leather shoes under his feet, and an unhealthy pale face. This paleness, unlike Austin's whiteness, is a morbid, seemingly overindulgent destruction of the body.
When the man stood there, an aristocratic temperament arose, but there was a sense of corruption and depravity. And the fangs that appeared in his mouth from time to time when he spoke made the three Austin understand his identity - the blood clan!
Austin's wrist shook slightly, and a silver blade appeared on his fingertips. Silver is always the best weapon against the weak bloods. Of course, the weakness here is relative, silver has extremely strong lethality for the bloodline of the third-order ability, but the bloodline of this level is also considered strong among humans due to the strength of the basic quality.
The man suddenly had a feeling of being targeted by a beast, took two steps back, very skillfully kept a relatively safe distance, and waved his hand again and again: "Don't don't, I'm just saying hello to you, why are you so excited?"
Although the man's words were friendly, the twitching smile on the corner of his mouth gave the three of them a sense of banter.
Austin lowered his head slightly, his eyes hidden in the shadow under his forehead.
The man felt that the feeling of being targeted disappeared, and just wanted to take another step forward, but he noticed that the silver light on Austin's fingertips was still cold, so he had to take another step back.
Austin suddenly spoke: "The lonely singer in the dark, the escapee of the Solomon clan, one of the blood gloves of Apocalypse City - Sycamore!"
The man pressed his left chest with his right hand, bowed and saluted: "Wutong has seen Your Excellency, cruel, cold, noble lone wolf, one of the blood gloves of Apocalypse City - Austin!"
The two of them exchanged a series of coded incision-like greetings, and Davix was confused, while Goveney still hid his face under his hood and couldn't see his expression clearly.