"It's not funny to admit it so quickly."

As the flames lit up the living room, Holmes sat on the couch with his legs crossed, smoking his pipe, and frowning deeply: "Can't you just harden your mouth?" ”

"Is this necessary?" Gilbert Wilkin asked rhetorically, "I don't like to waste time. ”

"How can I enjoy the pleasure of destroying the prisoners?"

Holmes buckled his shiny back, and was very embarrassed: "Mr. Giuseppe is very satisfied, he is not only a qualified tenant, but also a qualified prisoner, and I like him the most." ”

Giuseppe Dias, who was standing on the side, breathed heavily again, he felt that he was being played, but there was no evidence, and he wanted to go crazy, but the two spirit golems did not dare to go up.

So he chose to remain silent.

"I'm not going to give you a chance to stall."

Gilbert Wilkin raised his hand, and the two golems gathered at Giuseppe's feet returned to him, closing his eyes and chanting in a low voice.

"Respected leader, long-reigning leader...

He is the embodiment of the White Serpent, and he has supreme power...

He generously bestows his strength on the most faithful believers...

He is the great god of voodoo, Dembala...

Dambala, Dambala...

Cast down your grace, your most faithful believers need your help..."

As the chanting progressed, a dark golden light appeared on Gilbert Wilkin's chest, and ripples flowed through his skin, even the heavy clothes could not stop the gradually blazing light, and an extremely beautiful magic array appeared.

"Dad, he's doing some kind of summoning ritual." Yunia said suddenly.

Feeling the fluctuations coming from the magic array, Ma Wei knew that the situation was not good, the other party obviously knew how to use the power of the gift, and although he had great power, he didn't know how to use it....

Bang!

Bang!

Inspector Macmillan raised his revolver and pulled the trigger again and again at Gilbert Wilkin, who was chanting, but under the protection of the two golems, the bullets could not hurt each other at all, and at this moment...

The chant is over.

Gilbert Wilkin opened his eyes, looked at the futile Macmillan and grinned, and pressed his hands on the heads of the two spirit golems: "The great god of voodoo, Dembala, I offer you a sacrifice and beg for your coming.... Ancient magic, witch golems! ”

In a terrible cry, the two spirit golems melted into a pool of black colloid, and after a brief wriggling, they grew long and narrow limbs and a larger head than before, three meters tall, and the pitch-black body surface grew with fine scales, like some kind of poisonous snake.

"Don't give them any chance!" Gilbert Wilkin retreated into the kitchen and shouted, "Do it! ”

The huge witch puppet received the order, grabbed a policeman, and swallowed it directly into its stomach.

Then, its body began to squirm again, and two arms grew from its back, and the cold glow on its scales deepened.

"Monster! Monster!!! ”

The witch spirit puppet formed by the fusion of two spirit golems seemed to have an entity, and even Macmillan and the others could see it, in the face of such a huge monster, they were so shocked that they kicked back, and there was no way to control the enemy at all.

The witch puppet stood in front of the door, waving its long arms, and with each swallowed person, two new arms grow, and instead of rushing forward, it ate away at the survivors' space little by little.

Several people were so frightened that they even rushed into the flames and tried to escape through the windows.

The woolen sweaters they wore became the best ignition for fire, and when they touched it, the flames eventually spread all over their bodies, turned into a ball of fire, screamed a few times, and fell headlong.

"Hell!"

Superintendent Macmillan hurriedly reloaded his bullets, stepped back to Marvey's side, and when he saw that he was not moving, he shouted in an almost roaring tone: "What are you still standing here for!" Hurry into the living room! ”

Ma Wei looked at the witch puppet walking towards him, his face was expressionless, he couldn't feel any emotions such as fear, nervousness, happiness, etc., as if nothing in this world could cause his inner turmoil.

He held the authority of the gods, but he also lost the heart of a man.

"There's fire in the back, and you can't escape it." Ma Wei said calmly: "If you want to live, you must either kill it or kill its owner." ”

"I... Of course I do! Damn it! You don't need to remind me of this kind of thing, okay?! ”

Before he had time to feel Mavey's calmness, Macmillan shouted, "Gilbert's bastard hid in the kitchen, and the pistol couldn't hit him at all!" ”

"I advise you to hide, the gun is useless against it."

"I can't go back! I'm a cop! Anyone can escape, but I can't! ”

Mavey reached out, grabbed Macmillan by the collar, threw him back, and threw him into the living room.

The witch spirit puppet with more than a dozen arms also came to him at this moment.

"It's ugly."

Ma Wei looked at the extremely ugly witch puppet in front of him and pouted: "Is the incarnation of the god of voodoo such a disgusting monster?" ”

"Roar!!

As if understanding his taunt, the witch golem let out an angry roar, grabbing several arms together, trying to tear the villain in front of him to pieces.

"Meow !!"

Two shadows, one orange and one black, suddenly appeared between it and Ma Wei, with his flexible body, the fat orange little black began to attack the witch puppet, and every time the sharp claws were waved, they could tear through its fine scales, and the black thick liquid gurgled out of the wound, and the fishy smell was pungent.

It couldn't take care of Ma Wei anymore, and roared to kill the fat orange black crawling on top of it, but its clumsy movements couldn't even touch the fat orange black hair, and the struggle again and again only got more wounds.

"Ugly is ugly, but you do have very high research value."

While watching the battle with cold eyes, Ma Wei muttered to himself: "Maybe I can get a lot of useful clues from you, um.... How can I arrest you? ”

Thinking about it, Mavi suddenly remembered the glass bottle that Giuseppe Díaz had thrown to the ground, from which the spirit golem was released, since this was the case....

Could a glass bottle be some kind of container?

If it's some kind of container ....

Can you contain the monster in front of you?

Thinking of this, Mavi thought it was worth trying, so he led Unia into the living room, picked up the glass bottle and cork in front of Holmes, ignored the shocked and blank gazes of Macmillan and the others, and returned to the hallway.

"There is a magic circle at the bottom of the bottle, and when Gilbert Wilkin summoned the witch puppet just now, a magic circle also appeared on his chest...."

Muttering, Ma Wei tried to merge the power into the magic array, and with the convergence of power, the magic array engraved on the bottom of the bottle suddenly lit up with a dark blue light, and the air began to pour into the bottle, forming a small cyclone, and a powerful suction appeared from the mouth of the bottle.

"Sure enough."

Ma Wei smiled and pointed the mouth of the bottle at the monster in front of him: "Fat orange and little black, get out of the way!" ”