"Click"

Back on the third floor, Kane had just locked the wooden door, and then,

The body slid down the smooth and sturdy door panel like soft noodles onto the wooden floor.

"Ahem...... Ahem......"

Looking at the blood on the back of his hand, Kane felt as if his heart was being clutched by a huge palm.

This happened once half a month ago, I thought that I could get better after a period of cultivation, but I didn't expect the sudden pain to come again, if I let Kelly see it, it would definitely make the kind little girl uncomfortable, rather than having one more person who cares about me sad, it is better to go back to the room and get through it by yourself.

"There is absolutely no heart disease in this body, what the hell is wrong with me?"

Panting for breath and unable to do anything, Kane rolled and lay on the bed, clenching his teeth, his mouth constantly strengthening his subconscious desire to survive.

"I can't die, I can't die, I can't die......"

His consciousness gradually blurred, and in a trance, Kane seemed to see a phantom hovering around him.

This phantom, eager to take away his soul.

……

On the outskirts of Selephas, in the basement of a single-family house surrounded by gardens, matches burned without warning, and the darkness that could not be seen suddenly dissipated.

A small, bare man with a thorny cross on his head sat cross-legged on the ground and lit candles in turn.

The eerie motif carved from the ashes of the beast stands at two ends, one black and one red, and two candles, one black and one red, slowly burning in the flickering firelight.

On the periphery of the candle is a pure black opaque jar with a black cap placed next to the bottle.

The bloodstone refined from the living flickered a dull dark red from time to time in the light of the two candles, and sensing that the right time had come, the man grabbed a handful of old tomb soil and sprinkled it into a jar, covering the soil of the church courtyard that had been paved in advance on the lower level.

Immediately afterward, the man took out the nightshade incense powder that had been prepared long ago and carefully sprinkled it on the photo of his palm.

As the amount of incense powder increases, the black-haired handsome boy in the photo becomes a little blurry.

A low, rhythmic voice rang out from the basement.

"I summon the creatures of the night, I call the night, and invade Kane's house with your power.

Rise in the name of the power found in heaven to Kane's house and torment his soul, life, and pleasure, and I command it to be completed. ”

After the chant, the man lit the picture with the flame of a black candle,

The strange thing is that the photograph that should have burned out quickly is only a small particle that turns black in the slow-moving line of fire, and is controlled by the man to fall into a black jar.

After a second of calm, a high-pitched chant emanated from the man's mouth.

"Thou shalt no longer be at peace! From this moment on, the creatures of the night will fill Kane's soul!

Beast in the shadows, your peace and your joy rise from the lower realms, from the Endless Hole, and bring your wrath to Kane! ”

Throwing the half-burned photo directly into the bottle, the man's voice calmed down:

"Attack Kane with your power and harvest his soul and life."

In an instant, only half of the black candle was burned rapidly, and without hesitation, the man threw the bloodstone that had been prepared into the black bottle, and then quickly closed the cap.

After the cap closed the black bottle, the red candle that had been burning at a normal speed also suddenly accelerated, and the tears that flowed down the candle were as miserable as a tormented soul, and in just three seconds, a third of the red candle remained.

However, the black candle burned faster than the man expected, and before the red candle could burn out, the boiling black candle had already burned out.

The moment the black candle went out, the red candle returned to its normal burning rate.

The man looked at the red candle that was still a quarter left, and sighed deeply.

"Haha, you've failed again, three times, right?

Nantes, I really doubt that you were sleepwalking when you passed the path of truth, and even an ordinary imp who did not walk on the path of truth could not die. ”

The chandelier in the basement lit up suddenly, and an old man in a suit who had reached the age of old sat gracefully in a chair, mercilessly sneering at the bald dwarf man with his back to him, and a white bone bracelet with strange symbols engraved on his wrist.

"Heritt, you think you're amazing, so why don't you go? When that old thing in Herag came out looking for me, three ghouls were enough to slaughter the Requiem Church, right? ”

Already a little irritated by multiple failures, Nantes scolded mercilessly.

"Talking useless nonsense all day, Heritt, if you can shut your stinky mouth, maybe I'll let you and your stinky dogs stay a few more days."

Hearing Nantes say this, Herrit clapped his hands disapprerovingly.

"Stinky dogs? You're wrong.

Come in, Shirley, and show this useless forty-five-year-old virgin your new look. ”

The closed basement was suddenly pushed open, and a blonde beauty with a hot figure walked into the basement without a trace, knelt on the ground in a charming manner, and held up the old man's smooth leather shoes with a reverent face and stretched out her tongue, as if she was tasting the supreme delicacy.

"This skin was chosen by Shirley herself, how about it? Visionary, right? If you're interested, I wouldn't mind letting Shirley help you grow up. ”

Standing up and cleaning up the mess of the curse ritual, he glanced at the blonde beauty casually and stopped looking at it, but he still showed no mercy in his mouth.

"Humph! No matter how good the skin is, it can't change the essence of the stinky dead dog inside, Heritt, you are as disgusting as your ghoul! I'm not going to this kind of...... Hum! ”

"If that can get you out of the shadow of three failures, I don't mind if you scold me...... Enough, you get out. ”

Boredom kicked Shirley away, letting Shirley crawl out of the basement on all fours like a dog, and Harrit walked over to Nantes and patted Nantes on the shoulder.

"Man, I know you're upset, but admit it if you fail, it's not a big deal, our ultimate goal is just to get revenge on Herag, to make that old ghost angry, and killing his grandson is just one of the ways."

Hearing Herit say this, Nantes felt better, but she was still a little resentful and confused.

"What the hell, the first time I made it, but Kane's kid really didn't die, honestly, I've never seen anything like this since I became a cursed warlock.

What's even stranger is that the second and third times are completely different from the first, Kane is like a different person, and my evil spirit death curse can't kill that stinky boy at once, which is not normal at all. ”

"There's always going to be a chance, and we might as well think differently."

"What?"

Herrit smiled kindly.

"My little cutie told me that old thing, he found it."

"It's noon, and you haven't come out yet?"

"Knock knock...... Knock knock knock...... Kane? Kane, open the door? ”

"Why didn't you respond?"

"Kane? You okay? No, something must have happened to Kane, Uncle Fern, you bang on the door! ”

"Kelly, this ......"

"Brother Kane told me in the morning that he wanted to drink milk...... He's not going to be dead again, is he? ”

"Smack! What, how can you be the same as your dad? Get downstairs! I'll clean you up later! ”

"Wow wow, wow, wow......"

"Uncle Fern, you are so strong, this door will definitely not be difficult for you."

"Okay, then I'll hit it......"

"Bang! Boom! This door is so hard. ”

"You give me the energy to use for the night! If you can't be knocked out of the way, don't get into my bed in the future! ”

"Ahhhh Boom! ”

"That's a lot of blood!"

"Kane! Kane! Why are you crying? Woohoo......"

The dark world ushered in a poignant rain, a silent night pierced by the dawn.

"I can't die ......"

Opening his eyes in a daze, Kane's blurred vision gradually became clear,

In front of him was a pretty face of a crying pear blossom with rain, and Kane subconsciously stroked it gently, just like the girl who comforted him in his arms in his previous life.

"Sister Kelly, I'm fine, don't cry like a kitten...... Aunt Jessica, Uncle Fern ......"

Kelly smiled and wiped her eyes with the back of her hand, and grabbed her right hand to soothe her with both hands, feeling a little calm.

A handsome middle-aged man with curly brown hair in a peaked cap frowned worriedly.

"Kane, you're sick again?"

Before Kane could open his mouth to respond to Fern, Jessica, who was standing on the side, slapped Fern's cap, and her plump body under the lilac thin skirt shook and shook, and Kane was a little dizzy.

"Can you speak? Stand aside! ”

Seeing Uncle Fern's face bitter and standing upright against the wall like a schoolboy, Kane understood why his brother Fries liked to stand against the wall every time he was beaten.

The same is the same as yes.

After solving her husband, Jessica's pungent face instantly softened, obviously twenty years ago, she was also a big beauty who was fascinated by death, but I don't know what Aunt Jessica liked about Uncle Fern besides that face.

"Kane, it's good when you wake up, tell your aunt what you want to eat, and your aunt will make it for you."

For a moment, he couldn't remember what Kane liked to eat, so Kane could only tentatively speak.

"Just be what Auntie is best at."

"Good boy! You have more courage than I am! ”

Fern, who was standing against the wall, gave Kane a thumbs up, which made Kane a little confused.

"That's it! Can you say a few words...... Then Kane, you can rest well, and Kelly is here to take care of your brother. ”

"Okay Aunt Jessica."

Pulling Fern out of the room in a frenzy, Jessica left the church with her car keys and decided to go to the seafood market to prepare the ingredients herself.

Fern was the corpse that was placed in the basement with Sero.

Only Kane and Kelly were left in the room, and looking at the dried blood stains on the corners of Kane's mouth, Kelly smiled with difficulty, stood up and walked outside.

"I'm going to prepare a hot towel, Kane, you're going to lie down obediently and wait for me to come back, got it?"

Looking at the church's unique brown wood saffia-patterned ceiling and laughing at himself, Kane slowly closed his eyes.

"What is the house compared to this......"

……

In the dark and cramped basement, the hideous ghoul head rolls aside, and the headless corpse emits streams of turquoise corrosive gas.

The severed arms of human beings are still gushing with blood, but the red blood flowers bloom on the expensive murals of the Church of Order, rendering a romantic blood color to the white and holy sky in the murals.

The cold light of the silver moon flashed, and the double-edged cross-grooved sword that popped out of the silver cane was like a spirit flying under the moon, taking away a puff of bloody green and highly corrosive blood.

At the moment when he forced the ghoul back, Herag's cold and strong expression did not change in the slightest, but with an afterimage in his left hand, he aimed at the short bald man with a frightened face.

"Heresy trials, crimes, cursing of others, verdicts, summary execution."

"Get around me! Please, Judge! Get around me! It's all Heritt's old thing coercing me! He's gone! I can help you find him! ”

"Break the demon and protect it, through."

"I know where he's hiding! I'm kowtowing to you! I'm still a virgin! ”

Ignoring the bald cursed sorcerer who begged for mercy, Herag, dressed in black priest's robes, was like a piece of ice for eternity.

The toasted blue revolver [Blue Snow Frost] engraved with a delicate snowflake gun pattern in his right hand emitted a dazzling white light, and when the trigger was pulled, the bright silver demon-breaking bullet exploded the head of the ghoul in front of the gun, and pierced the chest of Nantes, who was behind the ghoul with a terrified face.

The ghoul who was hit by the Demon Breaker Bullet began to spontaneously combust in the frost-blue flames, which also set the entire basement on fire.

Picking up the enchanted bag from Nantes' waist, Herag, who was in flames, once again raised the enchanted revolver in his hand to Nantes' face whose fear had not yet dissipated.

"Bang!"

The skull exploded, staining the old man's priest's robes.

"Let you bully my grandson......"

……

While a fire broke out in a single-family house in the suburbs, a taxi stopped in the Lister Street townhouse area in the city of Salefice.

A glamorous blonde woman slowly stepped out of the taxi with an old man in a luxurious suit, the trembling old man took out his wallet and paid 60 soles, and the driver reluctantly glanced at the blonde beauty one last time, and then stepped on the accelerator, and the taxi left quickly.

The two soon came to Lister 141, opened the iron gate of the outer courtyard with the key, and walked into the villa under the gossiping eyes of everyone.

The hostess of the adjacent villa 140 glanced at her strange neighbor suspiciously and closed the curtains in her bedroom.

As soon as the door of the villa was closed, the blonde beauty, who had been standing and walking before, instantly fell to the ground and carried the old man on her back with her limbs.

Putting all his weight on the woman, the old man spoke weakly.

"Shirley, take me to the blood pool."

Without saying a word, the woman carried the old man to the basement, and only after the old man got out of his body and walked into the circular bath did the woman get up and walk to the side room in the basement.

Pushing open the door, a foul stench of excrement hits my face.

The lights turned on, the chains clashed, and the side house like a corral suddenly whined.

The corners of the beautiful woman's mouth are hooked into a touching smile.

A dozen humans with their hands and feet chained in small cubicles, with straw-style mouths in their mouths, let out sobs of despair and fear, like livestock waiting for butcher knives in a corral. (End of chapter)