Chapter 369: Alienated Things! The Weird Man (Page 1/1)

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The eerie appearance of the child in the yellow hooded trench coat sat in a chair, swaying his young legs leisurely beyond touching the ground, and then raised his head, his face obscured by the shadow of the hood, facing the ghoul mage who was irritably sipping human blood from a goblet on the side.

As if to make a silent inquiry, the son of yellow listened to the desperate roar of the man in the basement who thought he was cornered, and the impact that ravaged his body frantically and tried to escape, and the shadow under the trench coat was about to move—'The next day, are you going to kill this prey?' ’

The ghoul mage's face was so dark that he drank ink instead of wine, he drank the blood in his hands drunk, his eyes were full of hesitation, and he muttered to the son in yellow unguardedly: "I consume the magic transformed by my life force every day, and the energy I charge you is only enough for you to carry out the activity of killing a person!" ”

"So, this man doesn't need your hands," the ghoul mage remembered what he had seen and heard while peering on the outside world, making him hesitate, "You need to save your strength and deal with the trickier guys!" As for the prey below ... ”

After taking several deep breaths, the ghoul mage who had been transformed into a mythical creature had retained his will because of the power of Butch and Dior, and at the same time left a stupid mortal way of thinking that was incompatible with the mythical creature, so he finally made a decision: "His blood is dirty!" I don't know if I'm able to drink it! Moreover, it just so happens that the outside world already suspects that this prey is the murderer of the seven loaves of bread that I killed! Throwing it out as a scapegoat is the right solution! ”

Ghoul mage, no doubt, misguided!

Ye Fan's strategy is very simple, just let the media release false information through the police station - this missing man, because he has incurable AIDS, so he cynically chose to take revenge on the society, began random killing, and under the sacrifice of a life every day, he was discovered by his friends, and finally, this terminally ill man killed his best friend and absconded after being exposed to the identity of a serial killer! Now, this missing patient, who is regarded as a serial killer, is on the wanted warrant of the Binjiang City Police Department.

The son of the yellow man tilted his head, the magic that could only exert his power once a day could not support this strange to carry out complex thinking, although with his strange thinking, he felt the inappropriateness of the ghoul mage's behavior, but due to the oppressive power of the contract, he could not object, and even the higher level of intellect could not be allowed to have.

"I'm going to make this prey crazy, let him live, let him show malice, and finally, throw him out, so that the whole city can see this," Speaking of this, the fool who had completely made up his mind once again had a trace of doubt, but after all, magic still hurt his brain, making his intelligence useless, and to think of this, it was already Butch's extra care in the heavenly spirit, so the ghoul mage continued his narrative, "Serial murderer who killed seven civilians! ”

Soon, the man in the basement slammed open the iron door, paying the price of a broken shoulder and a twisted and broken arm, stumbling against the wall with his other intact hand, with a happy smile on his face, and gulping in the foggy air outside.

"The Taste of Freedom!" The man followed the wall, cautiously advancing, by the way, feeling in his pocket, finding the little bandage left earlier, reluctantly dealing with his injuries, fixing the broken arm and shoulder with bandages, and then after finding an abandoned rotten wooden table on the way, he stepped on it and obtained the fixing plate.

Upstairs, the ghoul mage pulls out a magic book, and the green tentacles in the pages swing regularly as he chants the incantation, adding a frenzy to the illumination floating in the basement with the illusion mist, truly unlocking the illusion mist's ability to create illusions.

Finding a basement window leading to the outside world, looking at the lush grass outside, the man excitedly moved the tattered furniture and built the stairs, but when he climbed the stairs, the man felt dizzy! 'Is it blood loss?' The man, who had unconsciously inhaled more of the fog of mad hallucinations, sat down on the stairs, his other hand resting on the stacked furniture, leaning limply against it, taking deep breaths to calm his violent heartbeat.

However, taking a deep breath, in this environment, can only backfire!

The man felt his consciousness drifting into a blur, a dark shadow invaded his vision, a tinnitus sounded in his ears, and the slight rancid smell of the basement that he smelled in his nose turned into the fishy sweetness and erosion of flesh, 'Damn! Can't support your body? Obviously about to escape, but is the road on the ladder to the future? ’

It seemed that the ghoul mage felt that the man had absorbed enough of the fog of mad hallucinations, or that the man had the courage and will to flee in the face of the indescribable strangeness, he stood up again and climbed the stairs again, like a dying man in the desert trying to touch an oasis that was close at hand.

The man climbed out of the basement and into the outside world, and then, with a sneer in the room, the ghoul mage who had chanted a new spell closed the magic book in his hand, and he felt like a fish breaking through the water! All the pressure and pain left the man in an instant, as if the villa garden and meadow under his feet were the Garden of Eden.

Is this what freedom feels like? The man stood up on the grass, and then he noticed the anomaly, and the wounds on his abdomen and shoulders and arms were gone, no, I should say that he had been invaded by a foreign body, and then this foreign body had rudely restored the functions of his organs and limbs.

'You still have to run away, that monster will chase after you!' The man removed the bandages that were in the way, examined his twisted arms and shoulders carefully, and found that although he had maintained the distorted appearance of the wound, he was still completely healed, and even more strength was surging in his arms than before.

Of course, the man sensed his doubts, but after seeing the strange appearance of a slime with a pile of flesh sticking out of the window of the villa in front of him, his arm quickly reacted - turning into a huge blade and slicing through the villa!

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