Strength is precious.

Strength is dangerous.

This phrase, which has been circulating in the 'Mystic Side' since the beginning of the Empire, has been recognized by all the 'Mystic Side', especially those who have encountered the backlash.

Different from the physical damage to the human body, the damage to the human body by the 'mystical side' power often starts by distorting the spirit and will, and then uses this as a starting point to distort the body.

Ultimately?

Nature is death.

The only difference is the degree of pain at the time of death.

This phenomenon occurs when there is a mistake at any point in spirituality, rituals, or secret arts.

Arthur wasn't sure where William was having problems.

But Arthur is sure that William has suffered an extremely serious backlash, his spirit, will have long been distorted, and even his memory has been deviated!

However, after the aberration, William's large amount of 'death qi' made Arthur have some new ideas.

Therefore, from the first sight of the other party, the young 'psychic medium' had a complete slightly modified plan - this plan was based on the understanding of William and the deliberate letting the patrol of Garshan Town reveal his whereabouts, as well as the original two 'storms'.

Effect?

Naturally it is good.

Looking at William, who asked him tremblingly.

Arthur still maintained that faint compassion.

has been played to the present, of course, it is necessary to play the full set -

The young 'medium' shook his head first, then nodded slightly.

Then, raising his left hand, he raised his index finger at William.

There is no language.

But it's worth a thousand words.

William, who had already exhaled more than he inhaled, looked at the young 'psychic' and shook his head, his eyes showed helplessness and despair, but the subsequent nod made William stunned, and when the young 'psychic' raised that finger, William's eyes were full of ecstasy.

He only has one chance!

No!

Yes, he has one more chance!

Sure enough, twenty years ago, Lord Charlie, who had read the fragments of the Book of the Dead, had already anticipated what was happening today.

That's why the descendants of the other party will appear in front of him.

"Master, may I ask your name?"

Death was imminent, and the abscesses on William's face began to dissipate, revealing an ordinary face that was slightly old.

At this moment, William's face became extremely pale, but his words became coherent, and this William struggled to his feet, sorting out his tattered clothes, while grabbing his messy hair with his hands, and combing it back.

This will be the last moment of his life.

William, who knew this, wanted to be as decent as possible.

When all this was done, William looked at the young 'medium' again.

"Arthur. Credos. ”

The young 'medium' told the other party his name.

William, who was standing there, whispered the name, and then knelt down on one knee in front of the young 'medium', and said in a loud voice—

"I swear allegiance to you with my soul, what you think is what I think, and what you see is what I have fought for all my life."

The dots represent spiritual brilliance, like fireflies rising from above William's head.

Along with it, there is also a rich black 'death breath' - different from the purity of the "Death Poets Society", William's "death breath" is more complicated, but also more large.

When the black color first appeared, it was only the size of a fist.

Soon, the breath was the size of a house.

Then, it exceeded the size of the original canopy of the banyan tree.

Then, it hung over the entire manor, like a lid covering the entire col.

It's dark and deep.

Death.

The stars and the moon are all obscured, and there is only the wailing and tranquility of death.

As soon as this extremely contradictory feeling appeared, Simon, who was still struggling to support the 'breath of death', could no longer hold it and fell directly to the ground.

Just at the moment when the 'Breath of Death' appeared, Hunter and Newt, who fell to the ground, were even more pale and trembling all over.

Uncontrollable tremors.

It comes from the resistance of living beings to death.

As for the Sheriff of Garshan Town, Sibulon and his party?

At this moment, he was paralyzed on the ground, and he had already been flowing with feces and urine.

It's not that I don't want to be unconscious.

Rather, it is impossible to be unconscious.

The despair that mingled with wailing and Jingyi was about to torment them in the most brutal way.

Falling to the ground, they clearly saw above their heads, the darkness that seemed to swallow everything began to roll, like a dark cloud about to set off a storm, but there was no wind, no lightning, everything happened silently, and by the time they reacted, a huge black skeleton had already poked out of the dark cloud.

Call!

The skeleton's skeleton's right claw was inserted around William, the back of the bulging hand and five fingers were like a cage, binding William in it, and the skeleton's skeleton's left claw was raised high, stirring the dark clouds, the slightly opened and closed mouth seemed to issue a silent mockery to the creatures present, and one after another 'death breath' overflowed from the depths of the eye sockets, devouring the life around them.

But this was only an unconscious act, and when this half of its body poked out, a pitch-black skeleton that was 100 meters in size, twisted its neck bone, and the 'death qi' deep in the eye socket smashed into the ground like a waterfall.

Suddenly, everyone's eyes widened.

The same goes for Simon.

However, instead of worrying, the probationary constable has confidence in his adviser.

But the scene that happened in the next moment made the probationary police officer completely stunned.

The 'breath of death' is gone.

The waterfall-like 'breath of death' disappeared out of thin air as if it had been intercepted.

Only Arthur stood there, his face indifferent and motionless.

'Worthy of a consultant!' ’

Although the probationary police officer had confidence in his adviser, he did not expect such a scene, and immediately, the probationary police officer looked at his adviser with only admiration in his eyes.

The rest of the people were all unbelievable.

And Arthur, who was everyone's attention, was a little confused.

Not the appearance of the 'breath of death'.

He had expected this.

He sensed this at the first sight of William.

What sparked him was William's 'contract'.

What did he do?

Isn't he just [bluffing] the other party, why is the other party still selling his heart and lungs to him to him?

Didn't he just shake his head, nodded again, and put up a finger?

What's the point?

It doesn't make sense!

Didn't he just take advantage of the situation and cooperate with the other party?

Why did the other party learn anything from it?

The bottom of his heart was racing rapidly, but Arthur, who had the professionalism of the 'psychic', did not show a trace on his face, and he quietly raised his head to look at the huge pitch-black skeleton, and let out a slight sigh.

The pitch-black skeleton roared.

With a silent roar, the pitch-black skeleton pulled out its left claw, which stirred up the dark clouds of death, and aimed it at Arthur and smashed it down.

It wants to make this creature understand the majesty of death.

It wants to make this creature understand the pain of death.

It wants to make this creature understand the despair of death.

And then......

It's gone.

(End of chapter)