Derek looked away as if he had been electrocuted, and immediately leaned over to pick up a branch from the ground, defensively protecting it on his chest, and retreated behind him little by little.

"Derek, are you crazy?"

Old Hank was confused by the cheap son's performance, and his old face was stiff, showing an angry expression - he still had to count on the smuggler, how could he offend the other party now.

"Father, he's not human!"

The little grave robber stared at the silent snake's head, his hairs standing on end, fear mixed with doubt, making every skin of his body feel numb and cold, and his muscles trembled incessantly.

Geoffrey stared at him coldly, and in an instant, his brown pupils contracted and trembled like snake eyes, and suddenly smiled, and said as usual:

"Old Hank, your son must have a serious victim paranoia. ”

"Shut up, you monster!"

Derek saw the change in his eyes, and became more sure of the guess in his heart, clenched the branch with both hands, and then quickly approached the old grave robber beside him:

"Don't believe him, this guy is so weird, I just saw a lot of earthworm-like stuff wriggling under his skin. ”

"Evil spirit, why is my relic not responding? ”

Old Hank's expression became solemn, and he turned his head in an instant, staring at the head of the snake warily.

"I don't know, this guy may not be an evil spirit, but it's definitely not human. As the young man spoke, his eyes stared at each other, not daring to be negligent.

"Well, you two are crazy......"

Jeffrey shook his head. Then he slowly spread out his hands: "If you two don't want to go, then you can go back at any time, I have already received the money anyway." The customer always has the right to repent. ”

"Derek...... Are you sure?"

The old tomb robber was shaken, after all, so much money was spent, and there was nothing wrong with the performance of the snake head in front of him.

"I'm sure!"

The young man said categorically.

"Mr. Jeffrey, I'm so sorry. ”

Old Hank showed a regretful expression, quickly pulled out a dagger from the inside of his belt, aimed his sharp blade at the snake's head, and said without emotion:

"Please let me check it. My son and I are both very delusional about being killed, and if you were really human, you wouldn't mind the client's request, right?"

"I'm sorry. I can't be examined by you. ”

The head of the snake bowed his head, the shadows of the trees covering his face like a curtain, and in the two pairs of frightened eyes, tiny brown tentacles snaked from his eye sockets, nostrils, and the corners of his mouth. Licking the air like a snake letter.

The woods are humid and muggy. A faint musty smell filled the air, and the wind that seeped out of nowhere blew in silently, filling the entire space with an inexplicable chill.

"You're a monster ...... you're a monster"

The old grave robber's throat twitched twice, and his voice was dry and almost cracked.

"All of this is thanks to the three of you. ”

"Jeffrey" stiffened his head, cracked the skin on his neck, pulled out his body cavity little by little, and grinned an exaggerated smile at the corner of his mouth. The skull is split along the midline of the bridge of the nose, revealing rows of white fangs hidden deep in the skull:

"There was a little accident. But everything is still being planned, and it was originally intended to end you up in this forest. ”

......

"The number of victims is still growing...... Could it be ...... This is a sign of the resurrection of the Black Goat Mother Goddess?" Beverly let out a solemn sigh as he put down the stack of portraits of the victims in his hand.

"Probably not. ”

Yalei looked away from the deceased's file, looked at the curtain that was rolled up by the breeze, and said calmly:

"At the moment, only the western suburbs of Edinburgh have had a similar incident, and the rest of the suspected resurrection sites have been quiet for the time being. Moreover, if it was really the resurrection of the Black Goat Mother Goddess, it would never be so fanfare. ”

"What do you think...... Is that skinning criminal human?" asked the red-haired boy, whose pupils flickered, and he hesitated.

"Even if it's a human being, I'm afraid it's a serious psychopath. ”

The black-haired knight spread out the first file in his hand, rubbed his temples with his fingers, and said to himself:

"Let's take a look at the current victims, there are grave keepers in the cemetery, street girls in the red light district, snakeheads in the underworld, farmers on plantations, and bakery guys. ”

"They don't have any communication, they live in a completely isolated circle from each other. Beverly glanced at the file that he had memorized for a long time, and said with a strange expression:

"Maybe the murderer kills people for no purpose, just to vent, just like you just said - a severe neurotic with extraordinary skills. ”

"Random killing? I always felt that it wasn't that simple. ”

Yare shook his head, took out Jeffrey's file, pointed to his horrific corpse, and said, "This man was still seen in public places after his death, and if you are the murderer, why would you do this?"

"Proof I'm alive?"

The red-haired boy pulled his shoulders.

"Yes, why did he do that?" the black-haired knight turned to look at his companion, his pupils narrowing slightly.

"Why?"

Beverly twisted his eyebrows, subconsciously kept scratching his hair, and his neatly combed red hair was quickly kneaded into a chicken nest by him, and suddenly his eyes lit up:

"Creating illusions and confusing the public?"

"That's what I thought too...... But...... What the hell is this guy trying to hide?"

The black-haired knight swept his gaze over the curtains of the deceased, and finally rested on an old face: "This is the original deceased, the gravekeeper of a cemetery. ”

"Who would be bored enough to kill a deaf and blind grave keeper?" the red-haired boy thought for a moment, then threw out an answer himself: "It must be a psychopath!"

"yes...... Except for a psychotic or a monster, who would be bored enough to kill a cemetery keeper......"

Yare propped his elbows on the table, his jaw crossed and stared at the grave keeper's horrified face. There was a silence for a while, and he suddenly raised his voice and said:

"He said he was deaf and blind!?"

"It's that I'm not quite right, and the neighbors who know the old grave keeper know. This old guy has bad ears and eyes. "Beverly did a lot of research beforehand, so he knew the details very well.

"Why can such a man be a grave keeper, who pays him?" the black-haired knight's brain short-circuited, he really couldn't understand the thinking of the people of the Highland Kingdom.

"Because he was a relative of one of the leaders of the local urban and rural guards...... Salaries are paid by the government to prevent tomb robbing. The red-haired boy pursed his lips disdainfully as he spoke:

"There's no doubt that it's a Celtic favor. ”

"It's crazy. ”

Areh had a first understanding of the characteristic bureaucracy of the Highland Kingdom, and then he suddenly tightened his brow. Once again, the eyes turned to the deceased in the file:

"The first murder took place in a cemetery, and there may be something going on here, Beverly. Give me the address of the cemetery, and I'll check it myself. ”

......

On the streets of the western suburbs, Goethe, who had followed Lydia to block and oversee the entire shopping street, yawned and moved his slightly stiff muscles. Some of them said with some interest:

"Skinned murderers. Is it worth the big fight?"

"Goethe, pay attention, we are now in office!" Lolo reminded him in a whisper.

"The religious connotation of this method of killing is too strong, it is difficult not to associate it with a cult, and with the news that the Black Goat Mother God is about to be resurrected, the governor cannot be too cautious in dealing with it. ”

Lydia glanced at Goethe like a scorpion tail, and said with a smile: "If you still can't remember who you are, I promise." It will make you unforgettable with pain. ”

"I think I've memorized that!"

Goethe saw that she didn't seem to be joking, and quickly straightened his waist. Pose in a perfect stance that even professional soldiers can't fault with.

"If you want to do it, you can do it. ”

The female knight complimented lukewarmly, then looked away.

"Small meaning. ”

Goethe smiled and immediately revealed his true form.

However, the screams from the street tore through the rather harmonious atmosphere at once, and a bloodied guard stumbled out of the street, his voice mixed with irrepressible fear:

"Sir!There are monsters!".

"How is that possible?" said Goethe, surprised.

The sound of the glass shattering was particularly harsh on the blue morning in late summer, like the heart-rending screams of a woman. A commotion and unease poured out from the first floor of the street, and at once poured into the crowd.

"Help! there's a man-eating monster!"

"Monsters! Monsters! They killed several soldiers!"

"Run! Get out of the way!"

The passers-by who had been walking slowly were immediately infected by fear, and one by one they scattered screaming, and soon the entire street was flooded with a tide of people.

"You two evacuate the crowd! Remember, even if you kill someone, you have to contain the panic!"

Lydia instructed the aquatic group, and immediately became in a state of imminent battle, and her cold eyes were covered by a calm and sharp gaze for a moment. The slender figure showed unimaginable lightness, stepping on the lampposts on both sides of the road, quickly passing through the swarming crowd, and in a flash, it came to the corner of the street.

Around the corner of the street, in the shadow of the overlapping garbage cans and the wall, six blood-red eyes stared at the grim-looking girl, a nine-foot-tall humanoid black goat.

It had a huge goat's head, three pairs of blood-red eyes growing from top to bottom, a mouthful of sharp fangs protruding from its mouthparts, and acid water constantly dripping from the corners of its slightly quivering mouth, causing bursts of stinking smoke to rise from the stone pavement.

Black Goat Emissary...... Is it really a demon disaster ahead of time?

Lydia suppressed the doubts in her heart and calmly assumed an offensive stance, she raised the index finger of her right hand, and the ruby fingertips quickly shone brightly.

In the next moment, the female knight flew out like a sharp sword and rushed towards the black goat messenger with an exaggerated physique.

Whoosh!

The three pairs of eyes of the black goat messenger locked on Lydia at the same time, grabbed the two iron garbage cans with both hands, threw them suddenly, and then instantly lowered his head, aimed the sharp horns at the female knight, and rushed over like a locomotive.

Lydia quickly dodged the trash can, and slid nimbly under the monster's feet, her fingers cutting a narrow wound into the black goat's inner thigh.

Boom!

The monster's horns suddenly pressed against a lamppost, shattering the stone lamppost, and then turned, and six eyes full of malice once again threw themselves at the female knight, letting out a vicious roar.

My poison doesn't work?

The female knight saw that the other party did not show discomfort, and immediately dismissed the idea of using the toxin to capture it alive, and as she stood up, she flashed behind the monster with a beautiful somersault, and her index finger flew through the air, leaving several dark red light marks.

"Whoa!"

The black goat messenger howled and was about to continue the charge, when his limbs suddenly detached from his body, and his huge body fell uncontrollably to the ground, cutting a shallow ravine on the stone floor.

The monster struggled to swing its severed limbs, squirmed and prepared to roll over, and raised its head slightly, and was stepped on the top of its head by a women's military boot that fell from the sky, and its whole face "snapped" into the stone slab.

“......”

Seeing that it had lost its limbs, Lydia increased the strength of her leg again, and the stone floor within a radius of ten yards trembled, spewing out mist-like fine gravel before scavenging three feet into the ground.

At this moment, the entire street has been chaotic, and there are several monsters walking through the flow of people, and the flames rise into the sky from time to time.

The screams of women and children, the clashing of swords and fangs, the explosions of vindictiveness, the loud clatter of houses collapsing, all of which were finally overshadowed by the horrible roar of the monster.

"There are so many monsters!"

While Goethe was evacuating the crowd, a black goat messenger from another street split the house in front of him and came to them with a roar.

It was the first time he had stood face to face in front of a demonic monster, the other party was more than nine feet tall, taller than a two-story building, with huge goat horns on top of his head, pupilless eyes blooming with red light, and all parts of his body erupted from time to time with filthy negative energy, its viper-like tail swaying hideously, dragging a dazzling trajectory in the air.

The monster held a large whip in its left hand, and a huge black axe in its right hand, which not only extended its combat distance to more than fifteen feet, but also did not put it at a disadvantage in close combat.

Is this a real monster?

Goethe felt a cold sweat running down his back, and he suddenly realized that he would face tens of thousands of such monsters in the future, more dangerous and more evil than any he had encountered in his adventure.

However, before the man could attack, the black goat messenger hissed in pain. A dark red light pierced its throat, and the female knight stood on the other party's back, and at the moment when the monster swung a giant axe at her, she suddenly jumped down from the flip, and the red light flashed her fingertips to draw a red line, driven by her weight, the red line instantly split the huge body of the black goat messenger in two. (To be continued.) )