Chapter 243: The Sea of Perth
Seeing the impending danger, Lewis decisively pulled out the "fallen revolver" around his waist.
Pong Pong!
Several shots were fired at different angles in succession, and Lewis heard the sound of impact, and it was difficult to dodge bullets in this narrow corridor.
Of course, he can't dodge the attack from the other party, and I think that the other party waited for him to enter the Yongdao before starting to attack, which should be the reason.
A spark flashed through the corridor, and the next moment, Lewis heard heavy breathing, and the stabbing dagger arrived as expected, but it missed slightly.
Bang!
A gap was cut in the wall beside Lewis, and the tremendous force directly pierced the wall, and wisps of sunlight shone through the gap.
"It's so dangerous, but fortunately I reacted quickly enough, and I was hit by the 'Fallen Revolver', and she only has the ability to swing a knife."
The sound of breathing in the corridor grew heavier, and with a ripple of water, Lewis saw an extremely beautiful girl appear, her belly bulging at a speed visible to the naked eye.
When only one bullet hits the enemy in the fallen revolver, the person who is shot will only find it difficult to contain his desires, and his brain will be dominated by the depraved desires; However, if you hit two shots in a row, you will have symptoms of pregnancy.
"It's terrible, look at this situation, I'm afraid I'm going to give birth in another half an hour!"
Lewis pulls out his normal pistol, and a silvery-white bullet pierces the beautiful witch's skull.
He had no desire, and he didn't hesitate to start, not to mention, he didn't want to wait until the things in the witch's belly were born.
With the witch dead and the threads in the corridor gone, Lewis took the dagger and walked to the end of the corridor, pushing open the heavy stone door.
As the stone door was pushed open, countless clusters of light floating in the air poured out, and these clusters of light seemed to be imprisoned with transparent figures, accompanied by a cold chill.
Behind the stone door is a secret room with an altar in the middle of which houses a wooden statue.
The wooden statue was carved of a woman with thick hair hanging down from her head, each with an eye at the top, open or closed.
Around the center of the altar are circles of wooden plaques, one of which is carved with Polly. Ian's lettering.
"It's the image of the primordial witches, who are performing rituals to curse a group of people."
Lewis looked at the contents of the chamber, and there were only a few ritual items in the entire chamber, and nothing else.
He tapped his cane, and this time the harvest was very boring.
At that moment, Lewis sensed a chilly sensation coming over him, and an illusory and terrifying murmur rang in his ears.
The scene in front of him gradually became abstract, and the stone pillars and altars in front of him began to elongate and shake in front of his eyes.
Turning his head, Lewis saw a pitch-black mass of objects rushing toward the stone door, the object with a disgusting eye, and the slate it touched was rotting in an uncanny way, turning into pitch-black powder.
"The Sea of Perth...... The Sea of Perth......"
Rumble!
The illusory and terrifying murmur took on a real feel, and a place name rushed into Lewis's mind.
Thick veins spread out from his hands, and these veins crawled on the surface of his skin as if they were alive, tearing his body apart.
"Run!"
As the thought of escape arises, the traveler's diary is opened by Lewis, revealing the page of the Tasok Bridge.
Then, a shock of power tore and tore at an illusory door in front of Lewis.
Lewis rushed through the door, and the next moment his figure appeared beneath the Tasok Bridge, with the sun-lit river in front of him.
The terrifying voice in his ears had disappeared, and he sat on the bank of the river, trying over and over again to use meditation to suppress the loss of control.
After a while, the blood vessels in his body gradually subsided, and Lewis pinched the corners of his eyes tiredly.
"The thing that broke into the secret room just now is very strange, like a monster, a monster after it has lost control."
Lewis was horrified, believing that it was a dead witch who gave birth to the monster, and that the birth came from a side effect of the Fallen Revolver.
"Even if you're dead, you'll still give birth to monsters, but what does the name of the place that the monster silently recite? The Sea of Perth? ”
Silently remembering the name of the place, Lewis blew the brass whistle to summon the messenger, Miss Elena, the badly wounded witch is still useful, I hope she does not die at the hands of monsters.
"Miss Elena, please go to 23 Swan Lake Block in the West End, find a badly injured courier, and if she is still alive, put her in my house, and I will give you the extraordinary trait of the 'Serial Killer' in exchange."
"I ...... I see. Miss Elanna looked up and gave Lewis a smile as her figure faded.
Lewis breathed a sigh of relief, and instead of rushing straight home, he hurried to the Harvest Chapel.
Even if the witch was still alive, she was already seriously injured and needed some potions to keep her alive and heal her injuries.
At the moment, the only medicine man he can think of is Emlyn, the vampire of the Harvest Church. White is less than ten minutes away from Harvest Church.
Crossing the path that no one passes, Lewis was able to see the church, which was almost never visited.
Probably, Bishop Utravsky's preaching did not have much effect, which led to the desertion of the church.
Walking into the hall, you can see a young man with black hair and red eyes, and his hair is slanted back to comb carefully, carefully wiping the candlestick, his mouth full of complaints.
"Damn old man, I won't convert to Mother Earth God no matter what.
Wait, the Nightmare Candle is about to expire for me, and I'll make your plans come to naught! ”
Mr. "Fool" promised him extra confidence, not to mention, he also knew the helpful "Destiny" Mr.
As long as he can make a deal with these beings, Emlyn is confident that he can solve the hints of the Nightmare Candle, and the great ancestor Lilith will forgive him for his mistakes during this time.
The next moment, Emlyn's body tightened, he lowered his head, and worked harder.
"Mr. Emlyn, I need a bottle of potion for trauma, please hurry up, or the man may die." Lewis took off his half-height silk top hat and walked into the hall to plead.
Emrin's body suddenly softened, and when he realized that the person who had come was not Utravsky, his heart was no longer nervous.
"Elixir, what potion? I think you may have misunderstood, I'm not Emlin. White. Emlyn looked back, he wasn't going to hand over the potion, he wasn't even going to play dumb.
After all, if the news of a great Bloodline being a boy in the Church of Mother Earth God reached the ears of his fellow clansmen, those companions would laugh at him as much as they laughed at his favorite dolls.
(End of chapter)