Although he has become a second-stage immortal, his appearance has not changed at a glance, but he can catch subtle "pollution" fluctuations from his body.

I don't know what the specific principle is, the more painful and desperate the undead are, the stronger the fluctuation of "pollution", and vice versa. And in order to prevent any luck from losing, I did a simple test on him. I pulled a kitchen knife out of the kitchen and chopped off his little thumb.

Even though the little finger was separated from his body, it was still able to clearly transmit consciousness to his consciousness. Even if I burned it to ashes, the pain continued to pound at him. It is impossible for a body that has turned to ashes to still have the nerve function to perceive pain, and there are indeed many unsolved mysteries about the undead. It's just that when I used the power of the true spirit to drive the "Ignite the Flame" rune to re-burn it, the "activity" of the ashes disappeared completely.

He can still use his recovery power to spend some time slowly regenerating his little finger, but if his whole body is destroyed like a little finger, there is no possibility of recovery, and there is no need to say what hell awaits him at that time. He himself has tortured I don't know how many undead people with his own hands, and he only knows that kind of thing better than I do. After thoroughly recognizing the reality, his face became more and more gray, and he could no longer see the fearless pride and obvious malice that he had before.

I've done a lot of cruel things in the past, but this is the first time I've done such a vicious threat.

As long as he is sane, he will no longer dare to endanger us. However, it is indeed difficult for a demon warlock to always maintain his sanity. I don't expect him to obey me forever in fear, for demonic sorcerers will always make themselves unlucky, that's their instinctive impulse. All I need is him to temporarily obey me today.

Also, I found several other syringes with "contamination" on the corpses of those demonic sorcerers. You can't leave such a dangerous item in a place like this, so I'll put it away. The sirens seemed to be looking at the corpses through my eyes, and sighed a little regretfully, "It's a pity that they died too quickly just now, and I haven't had time to try new abilities on them yet." ”

"Does the new ability mean the ability to gain spirit fragments just by hurting the opponent?" I remembered last night's conversation.

"Yes, I feel like I've got a grip, but I still need more combat testing." She said.

"Isn't it okay to use the loser?" I glanced at the loss.

He seemed to catch my malice and looked over in horror.

"I've already tried it when you broke his finger just now, and I'm not very proficient yet, so it's better to find a few more people to try, and the damage should be stronger. It's not impossible to use him alone, but you can't cripple him. You must have other arrangements for him, right? Siren said.

"That's right." I thought for a moment, "Then let's look for another opportunity later." ”

We left the house and headed to the place where the Red Glove was holding a meeting, with Osaku leading the way. I've known the location of the meeting through the memories of the demonic sorcerers, but I'm not going to pretend to know everything. After fighting the fanatics, I already knew that if I let others know that I had a lot of information that I shouldn't have, it would be possible for others to reason that I would read the memories of the people I had killed. Even though I told me about it, I didn't plan to break the jar. At the same time, letting the loser lead the way is also to take this opportunity to see if he still has different intentions.

By the way, I also asked the sirens to release all the fragments of the spirits of the undead from the previous ones, and I did the same with the undead I killed yesterday. Because I made a promise to Rechis that the souls that can be devoured are limited to sinners. Even if Leqo doesn't know what's going on here, I have to stick to that principle. Killing the undead is just to help them get free, and they can't even digest their souls and use them as fuel. And those spirit fragments were destroyed by the siren's blade, and there is no immortality anymore.

He honestly brought us to the vicinity of the meeting place, and when we were still a kilometer and a half away, I stopped first.

According to the agreed plan, after that, Zhu Dark will have to go to the location and wait until he sees the Red Glove to summon me. And the loser also has to go with Zhu Dark, who is responsible for the role of introduction, so that Zhu Dark, disguised as a newcomer to the organization, can be unhindered in the meeting place of the demon warlocks. That's why I kept my loss.

The meeting place was a deserted movie theater, and according to the information I had, the Red Glove had moved in early this morning, and had turned it into a distorted space by summoning a small number of ruins. Strictly speaking, it is still the "real world", not a real ruin, but it has been added with phases with the color of the ruins, as if a chessboard has been covered with layers of colored cellophane. To enter or leave it, there is only a few specific methods, or through the power of spatial transfer.

The reason why Red Glove made this arrangement at the meeting place was probably to avoid being served by Puqing City due to leaked news.

"Let me confirm first, you summoned me from a distance to your side, it should be a long-distance spatial transfer, can this transfer be launched in an instant, or does it take some preparation time?" I asked Zhu Dark.

"It takes some lead time." She replied, "If it's a super main-level warlock like Bite Blood, it only takes a split second of preparation time to launch a long-distance spatial transfer, but I'm not even a main-level warlock, and it still takes a second to prepare." ”

Being able to unleash a long-distance spatial transfer in a second was good enough, but after all, it was still limited by her own spiritual power. At the beginning, the fanatic and Wei Chi also used long-distance spatial transfer, and the speed was so fast that I didn't even have time to stop it, in comparison, one second was really not enough to see.

"I can't keep in touch with you after you've entered the distorted space. If you're in danger there, and you can't summon me in time and can't signal me for help, what are you going to do? I asked.

"Dangerous, for example?" She asked.

"For example, biting blood." I said, "The only way we can find the missionary is through the Red Glove, and we know that not only do we know it, but we must also know it, so it's possible that she's already in ambush at the meeting place, waiting for us to throw herself into the net." ”

"But even then, we had to go. I see that there is indeed such a danger. She said, "In case that happens, I'll transfer it to you." ”

"Am I here?" From what I've seen, long-distance spatial transfers usually require coordinates, and she said it was as if I was her coordinates, but I quickly reacted and took the wooden token from my arms, "Are these your coordinates?" ”

"Yes." She nodded.

It turns out that the wooden token can not only summon me to her, but also to me. I originally thought it was a little strange, it was a normal idea to transfer myself to a certain coordinate, but the idea of transferring a certain coordinate to my side was awkward. Of course, it can't be said to be useless, but there don't seem to be many application scenarios. Now it seems that what she is mentioning at this moment is probably the original purpose of the wooden token.

Although it felt like she had more secrets untold, I didn't dig into them.

"Also, I have a way to maintain communication with you." She continued, "Remember the shared perception spell I used on you? Just use that and you're good to go. ”

"Even if you enter a distorted space, won't the sharing of perception be cut off?" I asked unexpectedly.

"Normally, it would be severed, but I'm also a warlock specializing in the spatial realm, so it's not a problem to forcibly maintain the connection of perception sharing for an hour." She said firmly.

"So, when you are transferring space, can you take someone else with you?" I continued to ask.

"Are you asking if you can escape with your loss in the event of danger?" She asked with a frown.

"No, it doesn't matter what you lose." "I mean, can I give the wooden token to Lose, and you can monitor his every move through the perceptual sharing spell, let him infiltrate the meeting place alone, and you will take me to the place after he encounters the Red Glove?" This way your risk will be reduced a lot. ”

“…… No way. She first looked thoughtful, and then said, "First, I am still not at ease with losing; Second, I will personally go to the meeting place to investigate and see if the bite is ambushed there. I've also said before that if a super-power-level warlock like her really lies ambush there, it is impossible to deceive my eyes. ”

Then, she took out her phone and looked at the time, "It's almost time for the rally, so let's hurry up." ”

She reached out and touched my shoulder, and I felt an invisible connection between me and her. At the same time, a magical picture appeared in my mind - I saw myself standing in front of me.

It quickly dawned on me that I was looking at myself from a dark perspective, and it didn't interfere with my own eyes. If I want to describe this experience, it is as if there is a part of my brain imagining a picture uncontrollably, and this "imaginary picture" is the perception that Zhu Di shared with me.

But she's too fast. Generally speaking, the more powerful a spell is, the more time it takes to prepare, and it is a little puzzling to me that the spell she launched so quickly has the power to penetrate even the distorted space.

I asked curiously, but she only vaguely said, "Exclusive means." ”

After a few more words of exchange of missing points, she went to the meeting place with her loss. I closed my eyes behind me and watched what was going on with her through the perception she shared.

It felt like I was wearing virtual reality glasses, and everything I saw was in my head, even the voice she heard. She enters a derelict movie theater inside a mall, which is littered with dust, cobwebs, uncleaned garbage, and more.

As I approached a screening room, I saw through her eyes two grim-looking men standing at the entrance like doormen, both of whom seemed to recognize the loser next to her. Obviously, both men were demonic warlocks. Losing still has some face with them, so they covered up Zhu Di in a few words, and then walked into the screening hall with Zhu Yan.

The moment I walked in, I felt that most of the connection shared by my perception was cut off for a moment, and the "imaginary picture" lost its display as if the TV was turned off. Soon, though, the connection regrouped, and I saw her there again.

I saw that the movie screening hall she entered was full of white mist, and there were shadowy figures around her, all of whom should have come to participate in the rally, but it was difficult to discern the specific number through the fog.

At first glance, I can't help but think of the fog of the Fog Demon, but it's purely my overreaction. If you look closely, you can immediately understand that these mist have nothing to do with the Fog Demon, and that they must be the product of some kind of spell. The purpose of arranging this thing is probably the same as this distorted space, to prevent an attack by the Puqing City Security Bureau. I guess it's also the handwriting of the red glove, but it's really careful enough.

However, even this fog didn't seem to be able to stop Zhu Di's detection spell, and she seemed to have quickly come to a conclusion, and then whispered, "Can you hear me?" ”

"I can hear you." I say. She should be able to hear me here, too.

"I've seen it, and the bite blood is not here." She said.

"Is it possible that although she is not here, she has arranged the coordinates of the 'return' here in advance. Once there is an abnormal change here, she will show up as soon as possible? I asked.

"It's not possible." She said, "'Return' is also a space transfer spell that I am proficient in, and I know what the coordinates of 'Return' look like, and I know how to identify them. It can be seen that this place has been arranged a lot in order to defend against foreign enemies, but there are definitely no coordinates for the 'return' in it. ”

While Zhu Dian and I were secretly communicating, there was a new change in the screening room. A figure appeared in the distance, and although he couldn't see clearly due to the presence of the fog, he should be standing in front of the screen. And presumably in order to make it easier for everyone to listen to him, his appearance was unbelievably not obscured by the fog. It was a mature man who dressed himself meticulously, and it was abruptly presented in a clear appearance.

"I'm the Red Glove." He said, "The purpose of this rally must be clear to you, so I won't waste your time and get straight to the point......

As he spoke, Zhu Dark quietly moved closer.

Then, she summoned me over.

This is the second time I have experienced the spatial transfer of pearls. All you need to do is calm down to catch the hidden and complex spiritual fluctuations emitted by the wooden token. This wave leveraged the space in a way I couldn't comprehend. At this moment, I felt that the space I was in had changed drastically.

At the same time, I opened my eyes. What appeared in my field of vision was no longer the side of the road, but the screening hall full of fog, and the red gloves that looked at me from a short distance, their faces changed dramatically.

Without hesitation, I summoned the Siren's Blade and aimed it at him to unleash a killing blade.

(End of chapter)