Chapter 158: The Devil's Favor - Dragon!
"I am the flame, I am the -"
The thunderous sound came to an abrupt end, and the crimson moonlight shone again on the square.
The majestic, mythical creature suddenly vanished.
If it weren't for the foul-smelling puddle of flesh in front of him, which could no longer be seen in its original form, Mr. Red would have even thought that what had just happened was just an illusion.
"That's it?" He sat on the ground, the joy of the rest of his life and the incredible shock that made him unable to organize words for a moment.
He took a few deep breaths and looked up at the skeleton that he had dug up with his own hands.
"Such a terrible demon died like this?"
"What happened? What was that? β
Townsend grabbed him by the collar and made Mr. Red get back to his feet: "That's a creature that shouldn't be in Beckland for the time being, if it weren't for your luck. Never mind. β
"More specific things to get out of here, the movement is too big, and the people from the church will be there soon."
"Where are we going?" Mr. Reid asked: "It's still a long way from Arka Street"
"No, we need to go back to Queens." As he ran, Townsend said, "I hope Viscount Gleilint hasn't slept yet." β
The two corpses had begun to exacerbate their extraordinary properties, but Townsend didn't have that much time to wait.
Moreover, the extraordinary characteristics of a Sequence 6 "Demon" and a Sequence 7 "Werewolf" are meaningless for Townsend except to sell for money, but will leave clues and be discovered by the Church's transcendent organization.
That's right, after seeing the previous battle, Tang Sen could already determine that the lean man was obviously a "werewolf".
Sharp claws, strong physical fitness, sudden growth of black hair, and the running posture of the limbs all show the characteristics of a "werewolf".
Townsend remembers that werewolves are xenopathways, and their Sequence 9 is named "Prisoner".
Most of this path comes from a secret society called the "Rose School", which believes that its will is mainly derived from desires, which, combined with extraordinary powers, can accomplish all sorts of incredible things.
It is because of these ideas that the extraordinary members of this association will indulge their desires and do many evil things, and they even retain the ancient and bloody primitive sacrificial traditions, including skinning people, making human pillars, and even using children's skulls as ritual instruments.
This would also explain why in a place like Beckland, someone would dare to attack Mr. Red on the street, and for the people of the Rose Sect, such a thing as a roadblock robbery is really childish, and it is not surprising that they do any outrageous things according to the guidance of desire.
"I'm not done with my manifesto!"
In the sea of consciousness, Smaug yelled in dissatisfaction: "I only went out for three seconds!" Just three seconds! β
Townsend ignored it, cleanly cutting off vision from the sea of consciousness and blocking out Smaug's voice.
He is not a madman of the Rose Sect, and of course he realizes what the consequences of the appearance of a huge creature like Smaug in Beckland, even if it is only for a few seconds, and now the transcendent institutions of the three major churches, including the Night Watchman, the Substitute Punisher, and the Heart of the Machine, have probably exploded.
Fortunately, there is a black wallet, and as long as it is not seen in person, its existence and behavior will not be divined and perceived by the church, or even other beings who are watching Bakeland.
Moreover, all the witnesses were dead, and the only people who could guess that Mr. Red might be present at the scene were a few people who had gathered at the Viscount's house tonight.
Soon, the two returned to the gate of Viscount Glenette's house, and on the way, Townsend had lifted the curse of the Aztec gold and restored himself to his original appearance under the red moon.
"Do you remember what I said to you on the road?"
Townsend instructed.
"Remember." Mr. Red took a deep breath to make his pale face bloody again, then closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, he looked calm.
On the contrary, he craned his waist slightly, and his face became pale and looked frightened.
Led by the butler, the two soon returned to the side hall of the party, and Viscount Glerint, apparently not so early, greeted him with a book on occultism in his hand, with a puzzled face.
"Mr. Red, didn't you wait for the carriage? I said, it's better to go back in my car, at this point in time, there are really very few drivers in Queens. β
In fact, it had been less than an hour since the two of them left the Viscount's house, and the Viscount, who had been hiding at home, naturally did not know that the two had experienced a series of thrilling things.
"Viscount Glerint." Mr. Rhett said slowly, "Something unexpected happened. β
The Viscount looked at Mr. Red's face, and then at Townsen, who looked frightened, and became serious: "Mr. Red, are you in danger?" β
"Danger? No, it's not a danger to me. Mr. Red shook his head and said, "It's just a werewolf and a demon." β
"I'm back here just to confirm the safety of His Excellency the Viscount."
"Werewolves? Demon? The Viscount looked puzzled, he didn't know much about the transcendent world, so he naturally didn't know what these two words meant.
"The name of Sequence 7 of the xenopathy is Werewolf." Mr. Red explained, "I'm sorry, but this werewolf was apparently coming at me, and he started following me from the moment I left here, and under my questioning, I learned that he came from an organization called the Rose School. β
"They're eyeing my wealth, cash that is readily available, to be exact."
"The people they came to Beckland this time also have the living corpses of Sequence 6, and the wraiths of Sequence 5."
"Sequence 5," Viscount said incredulously, "How could something like this happen to Beckland?" Aren't they afraid of the church? The church of the goddess of the night is less than five kilometers away! β
"Apparently they're all crazy people." Professor Red said flatly, "So, I have to consider the possibility that they are also eyeing you, but fortunately, you are safe." β
"My family still has some heritage, don't worry about my safety, Mr. Red."
The Viscount was clearly not afraid of this, and he was more interested in how Mr. Red defeated the two evil transcendents, so he asked, "What about the demons?" β
"A black dog that has drunk potions, and it's about to advance to Sequence 5." Mr. Red said, "Unfortunately, I broke some of its rituals, which Mr. Viscount should be familiar with. A serial murder case that has been rumored recently. β
"Surprising." The viscount exclaimed: "So, you also solved a murder case by the way"
He poured a cup of hot black tea, put it in front of the two of them, and said intimately: "Mr. Baggins, warm up with a cup of tea, your face doesn't look good." β
"Thank you." Tang Sen gratefully picked up the teacup: "Actually, I have never experienced such a scary scene, Your Excellency the Viscount, you can't imagine how terrible the demon is, he just spit out a word, and he made the werewolf lose his life I was simply terrified." β
"I've often heard that the world of the transcendent is dangerous." The viscount said, "It's okay, there is Mr. Red next to you, speaking of which, I'm curious, how does Mr. Red deal with werewolves and demons?" After allβ"
"After all, I'm just an apprentice who has just been promoted." Mr. Red took over the conversation and smiled slightly: "With my strength, I naturally can't match those evil people. β
"But as I said, they're not even a danger to me."
Mr. Rhett picked up the black tea, took a slow sip, and praised: "Good taste, this must be from a good manor." β
"It's a royal collection, and I got some by chance." The viscount replied, and then said impatiently, "So, you must have used other powers, right?" β
"I made a deal with the devil." "I hate accidents, actually, I don't want to trade for this kind of thing, but there's no wayβ"
Mr. Red spread his hands and showed a helpless look: "You can't let these evil people run rampant in Beckland, right?" β
The Viscount looked like this, and said, "They will definitely regret choosing Mr. Red as their opponent, although they may no longer have this opportunity."
He was really curious about the details of Mr. Red's deal with the devil, so he couldn't help but ask, "Let the power of the devil come to reality. It must be expensive, right? β
"Even if I use up my life, I can't pay the price." "Fortunately, I have other chips, Your Excellency the Viscount, and I'm sorry I can't tell you what they are, but I can only say that the devil has sent his favorite." β
The Viscount had long guessed that Mr. Red had other chips, after all, according to the equivalent exchange, if Mr. Red had really traded so much wealth with his life, he would probably be dying of old age by now.
"The devil. Dependents? Wisely, he didn't delve into Mr. Red's secrets, but asked about this topic of more interest: "A high-order powerhouse?" Still is? β
"Nope." Tang Sen's face, which had been silent on the side, finally softened a little, but his tone still had a hint of trembling: "It's a dragon." β
"Your Excellency, that's one. An indescribable dragon! β
"Its majesty is terrifying, its power is terrifying, it towers over the square, like a god-made building, merely raising its winged clawsβ"
"Your Excellency, I will never forget that scene, the terrifying demon was crushed like an ant."
Townsend raised his hand, stretched out his index finger and thumb, and spat out the onomatopoeia of the image.
"Smack!"
(End of chapter)