"I'm so sleepy. "It was another morning, in the men's section of the city of innocence, a pink door was gently pushed open, indulged lazily stretched, swayed his waist out of the open door, and pulled to the side, just to hold the enthusiastic arm waiting in front of the door, the two mature women were tired of each other again, arm in arm and left the pink door.

This is the Phantom Street in the men's quarter, and the whole street is lined with a variety of local style taverns, and at night, you can often see beautiful girls dressed in local costumes welcoming customers in front of the taverns. Regulars familiar with the City of Innocence know that Phantom Street is one of the best places to hunt for beauty in the City of Innocence, and it is often home to a large number of people from all over the world, including not only men who come here for pleasure, but also lonely widows and debauched aristocratic young girls. These two kinds of people sometimes like to go to Phantom Street for a drink, encounter a romantic and colorful encounter, and let the most primitive impulse in life fill the emptiness and loneliness in their hearts.

Therefore, although this street looks relatively deserted on the surface, in fact, every guest who comes in and out here is a wealthy person who is willing to spend a lot of money, and the income of a day here can often top the income of half a month on other streets, without deep strength and background, it is difficult to occupy a tavern position here for a long time.

Indulge in a morning walk through the streets with enthusiastic arms, high heels stepping on the bluestone ground with a crisp and rhythmic crunch. Not long after walking, when I passed in front of another tavern, the door of the tavern also opened, and a middle-aged man with a dignified face walked out of the tavern. The middle-aged man belonged to the high-ranking and powerful type at first glance, and his every move exuded a signal that he was accustomed to giving orders, and there were seven or eight attendants beside the middle-aged man, respectfully following the man, ready to board the carriage waiting at the door of the tavern.

Just about to get into the car, the man's eyes turned, and he was suddenly stunned, staring at the graceful indulgence of his figure. The originally ruddy face turned pale, his lips trembled, and he couldn't say a word for a long time.

"Hehehe. Seeing this man, indulgence smiled. It was not the charming and amorous smile that Catherine and the others often saw, but it was full of provocative and dissolute laughter, but it contained ridicule and disdain. The laughter stopped suddenly, and the indulgent white and tender index finger lightly tapped his bright red lips, and his eyes glanced at the lower body of the middle-aged man with pity and contempt. His tone was full of mockery and contempt: "Who should I be, it turned out to be you." Why? After two months of hiding secretly, I finally regained my self-confidence? Tsk tsk, it doesn't look like I've grown much, it's still the same. I really doubt that every time you come here, you are looking for some virgins who come to play for the first time, otherwise with your little capital, how can you satisfy them......? Ay. What a misfortune those women are. ”

Speaking sarcastic words, indulging and shaking her head regretfully, as if she had deep sympathy for the women she had never met. The middle-aged man's face was red and white, and his forehead was bruised, but he couldn't say anything, and finally he bowed his head suddenly, climbed into the carriage like a fly, and ran away quickly, leaving only the indulgent chuckle of indulgence.

"It's pathetic. In the tavern where the middle-aged man left, two waiters were lying on the window and happened to see this scene. One of them said pityingly: "This man is really unlucky, he has met the indulgent lord again, I really doubt that he will have a chance to come back." ”

"Every man who has ever had intimate contact with this adult will always be ridiculed by the adult the next morning and can't hold his head up. The dejected departure never reappeared. Another waiter also said: "It's really rare for a man like him to be lucky enough to regain his confidence again, but I didn't expect to meet this adult again as soon as he regained his self-confidence, should I say that he is lucky, or pity him for his bad luck?"

On the street outside the door, indulgence suddenly stopped laughing. With a cold snort, he seemed to inadvertently glance at the two waiters inside, making the two of them shut up in fear and dare not speak again, and then left with crisp steps again.

"Looks like you drank a little too much last night. Enthusiasm had long been accustomed to the performance of indulgence, and there was no comment, just resting his head on her shoulder and asking softly, "Something on your mind?"

"Bad premonition. Indulgent and worried: "I'm a little worried about the two below, there is always a feeling that something is going to happen." ”

"We're worried about others, hehe, what two unqualified shadow walkers. Passionately self-deprecating, he said, "It's never been like this before." ”

"After all, they were the first people who took the initiative to care about me, so they are a special case. Indulgence also laughed self-deprecatingly, shook his head and sighed, "I hope it's just my delusion." ”

"Don't worry, it should be fine. They are experienced enough, and with their strength, they can completely protect themselves below, and there will be no danger. Warm and gentle relief: "Don't worry, let's think about ourselves, we have to deal with those idiots today, and we have to spend our energy again." ”

"yes, it's going to take a lot of work again. Referring to today's itinerary, Indulgence also said with a bitter face: "I have a headache when I think about it, let's go quickly, go back and prepare." ”

The two women held hands and slowly disappeared into the distance against the rising sun, only the empty streets behind the two witnesses what had just happened.

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"Woo~~~~~" The whispers of the dead echoed in the sewers, and a large number of ghosts surrounded Catherine who was kneeling, and launched a frenzied onslaught on Catherine. The two sisters, Pansy and Mimosa, stood anxiously out of range of the ghost with Vivien on their backs, and tried to rush in and pull Catherine out several times, but reason told them that it was impossible. But if they were allowed to flee like this, they wouldn't be able to. They also had an inexplicable premonition that if they chose to flee at this time, they might lose some important things they had just gotten and never get them back for the rest of their lives. This premonition locked them in place, unable to enter or retreat.

There was another violent cough, and Catherine's Douqi shield became even darker, and finally a weapon broke through the barrier of the Douqi shield, leaving a shallow wound on her body. The vitality contained in the blood stimulated the undead and became more manic, the power of the weapon was greater, and the Douqi shield could no longer be condensed and completely dissipated into the air.

"Sister Catherine!" Anne's small body came out from under Catherine, her originally delicate face, her two black eyes became blood-red, her smart and lovely face became hideous and terrifying, her mouth suddenly opened very wide, and an indescribable roar came out of her wide open mouth: "Sister Catherine!"

Hearing the sound, pansies and mimosas on the periphery felt a wave of vertigo. It's not the body that is dizzy, it's the feeling of the soul that seems to fly out of the body, and it's impossible to control it at all. Fortunately, this attack was not aimed at them, otherwise they would have been the first and second victims as ordinary people.

Yes, it's not an ordinary cry but an attack, this is the howl of the soul attack banshee that makes many people discolored, and it is an indefensible attack that is completely aimed at the soul, and even the deaf cannot escape the judgment of the heart. In the face of the banshee's howl, professions other than priests have no way to deal with it except to pray that their souls are strong enough, and can only quietly wait for the judgment of life and death.

Banshee's howl is a unique attack method of the ghost undead's apex existence Death Banshee, after knowing that Anne is a death banshee before, Pannis also asked her, but Anne does not know this attack method, and does not have any combat power. But at this moment, finding that her favorite sister was in a desperate situation and was about to die, Anne's instinct that had been sleeping in the depths of her soul finally awakened, and then eagerly subconsciously used her strongest strength to let out this terrible howl from the banshee.

The Banshee's Howl is the most terrifying means of attack for the living, and it is not ineffective for the dead. For other undead, the Banshee's Howl can shatter the soul fire in the bodies of those who are not strong enough to bring them back to sleep. As for the ghosts, the biggest role of the Banshee's Howl is not to attack but to control, it can control the unconscious undead around them on a large scale, so that they can act according to the will of the death banshee.

After the howl, Anne's blood-red eyes returned to clearness, her petite figure faded a lot, and her face had a somewhat weaker look. But the ghosts around Catherine changed, and the dozens of ghosts closest to her, as if they had received some order, immediately pounced on their own kind, driving other ghosts that were not under control away from Catherine's side.

Catherine, who had been given a chance to breathe, finally barely supported her body with the only shield she had, and slowly stood up, but could only let out a wry smile. Because out of the corner of her eye, she could already see that not far behind her, the eight-meter-tall huge puppet had slowly raised its fist, and the injury that had just aggravated had drained her whole body, and she was no longer able to block this deadly attack.

The moment the fist fell, Catherine felt that her heart suddenly became extremely clear, and in a trance it seemed as if she had returned to the moment when she knelt under the statue of the hero, and in a trance, she looked up at the ordinary but heroic and energetic face on the statue of Knight Nelly with longing and adoration again.

Catherine suddenly thought of the dream before her departure again, once again saw the scene when the beautiful and powerful figure launched an assault on the undead like a tide, and once again felt the sight that transcended time and life and death.

"That dream is a sign of this, Nelly-sama, do you want to summon my soul back to your horse?" Catherine smiled bitterly, her gaze seeming to penetrate the top of the sewer and drift into the distance, "Will you be sad if I die?" Lina, Vivien, and ...... Pannis. ”

For a moment, Catherine's eyes seemed to float past Pannis's face, a face that would never be serious, and there was always a deep pain hidden in her eyes: "It's a pity that I didn't have time to complete your redemption, Pannis." (To be continued.) )