I Will Be The Crowned King

Nora's scarlet eyes widened, staring at the corpse of Ludwig (Anson) in front of the altar without blinking. The vision in front of him and the deviation in his cognition made him completely unable to understand what happened and lost his mind. His anger made his face become weird and distorted.

The strong smell of blood mixed with pungent gunpowder filled the entire prayer room, and the broken Ring of Order sculpture was also dyed scarlet, as if silently witnessing the sacrifice of a loyal believer.

In shock, he hesitated for a moment, and his body subconsciously let him try to get closer and find out the truth.

Almost at the same time, Mrs. Camille, who was still talking to herself in the restaurant, suddenly stood up and wanted to walk out.

She stumbled and tripped over the chair, her beautiful cheeks smashed blood on the corner of the table, and she couldn't even control the balance of her body; but this couldn't stop her instinct to try to rush out, using both hands and feet, even running. Crawling, screaming and shouting with a hoarse voice:

"Nora, no—!"

"That's a trap! Don't go in, he..."

"They are intruders!"

"They are intruders—!!!!"

Heart-piercing screams echoed in the hall, and the sound vibrating in the air threw the delicate ceramic vase to the ground, shattering its bones miserably.

But she was still a step too late... Confused Nora stepped on the blood on the ground and walked into the prayer room.

"Boom!"

Mrs. Camille, who slumped in front of the restaurant door, watched the door of the prayer room shut tightly in front of her.

The moment she stepped into the door, Nora, who heard the screams, lost her senses. She turned her head and looked behind her. Her vision suddenly dimmed. Under the quiet air, the surrounding shadows seemed to have life and rushed towards him crazily.

When he was conscious, the surging shadows had swallowed his limbs, and the bottomless darkness was like oil dripping on silk, penetrating into the lower layers of the skin that was already full of sarcomas, merging into the blood vessels, muscles, nerves, Skeletons...and keep spreading up and down the limbs.

In a trance, his hands and feet have completely lost consciousness, and he has even become an existence close to the shadow.

"puff!"

Just as the shadow continued to spread upwards, the enraged Nora jumped up and broke her arms and calves from the knees and elbows with a movement that was absolutely impossible for a human being.

The "assimilated" hands and feet disappeared without a trace in the surging shadows, and the limbs full of sarcomas and pustules regrewed from the **** wounds.

At this time, he finally discovered that the strange shadows were not only hidden behind the door, but spread all over the room, and were constantly increasing - his own flesh and blood became part of them.

The shade behind the door, around the chair, dim candlelight, the corner of the wall... all the places where there may be "shadows", there are these "shadows"!

Nora, who jumped up in the air, was shocked to find that she had nowhere to dodge, and was instantly enveloped by shadows pouring out from all directions.

He wanted to get rid of it, but these shadows took another form as he struggled, from a solution that penetrated the skin into sticky, slippery tentacles that tightly wrapped every corner of his body.

"Hum uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh"

In the heart-piercing screams, the shadows flowed into the pupils along the gaps in the eyelids, then penetrated into the cranial cavity from the ear canals and nostrils, and wrapped the overflowing pus from the grown mouth, down the throat into Nora. Inside the body, tearing and binding his internal organs.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh...!!!!"

If Anson is still "alive" at this moment, he can persuade Nora not to waste her efforts - the more she struggles, the more powerful the "shadow doll" will be, and the more tragic she will die.

This magical item is said to have originated from a whimsical conjurer who wanted to turn his shadow into a personal bodyguard; after countless trials, the unlucky man who succeeded in fulfilling his wish was swallowed by his shadow before he could be happy. assimilated.

And the place he chose to do the experiment happened to be a hotel in the downtown area of ​​Beigang... After countless puzzling disappearance cases, the inquisitor who came to seal it with another magic item called a "jewel box".

Its ability is quite ordinary - anything that is put into a box will become a diamond ring according to a special proportion; but once taken out, the item will return to its original state.

As for the "shadow doll"...it is no different from a real shadow at ordinary times, but as long as it feels a magical reaction, it will immediately attack and assimilate all the "living creatures" within a certain range, regardless of whether it is enemy or foe; if the attacked person resists, " "Shadow Doll" will continue to strengthen the bond until assimilation.

When the assimilation is over, the "Shadow Doll" will enter a cooling-off period of about a week, and then the volume will become slightly larger - it is rumored that it was only half a cup of rum at first, and now it can fill the entire prayer room.

Therefore, you must be very careful to prepare this magic item, and you will be backlashed if you are not careful.

The best way to deal with it is to quickly get out of range and avoid contact - if Anson is still alive, he must be able to tell Nora.

But unfortunately, he "died".

"Uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh"

The pained Nora was roaring heart-piercing, the shadow had pierced through his ears and eyes, and penetrated deep into the skull cavity.

The "shadow doll" covering the whole body is twisting off bit by bit, tearing at the flesh and blood of his whole body, yellow-green pus mixed with dark red blood, seeping out from the shadow.

The viscous liquid exuding a strong smell poured on the carpet of the prayer room like a waterfall, collided with the dried blood, and flowed wantonly along the lines of the carpet.

The torso bound by the shadows began to twist and deform; with the sound of broken bones, broken muscles, and broken muscles, it shrank little by little.

Just when the bound Nora "shrinked" to her original size, the shadow covering her body suddenly stopped shrinking.

The next second, it suddenly began to "swell".

It's like a bulging balloon, and the shadow it wraps is constantly "stretched up" - double, triple, quadruple...

"boom--!"

The resilient shadow was directly blasted and turned into countless "chunks" the size of raindrops, which were sprayed on every corner of the prayer room.

A huge mass of sarcoma, wrapped in countless tentacles, appeared in the center of the prayer room. One of them had blood pupils and looked like a "head". Fangs:

"Uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh"

Nora was angry, feeling cheated and eager to pour out her anger around him.

All around seemed to be frightened. After being torn apart, they quickly regrouped and got into a very inconspicuous little box in the corner.

At the moment of influx, the black shadow turned into an exaggerated diamond ring, glistening in the dim light.

The dead Anson Bach still slumped in front of the altar, motionless, with Nora's angry blood pupils reflected in his dark pupils... and tentacles attacking him one by one.

He's going to smash this **** intruder to smithereens!

"puff!"

Just as they were about to touch, tentacles exploded one after another, and the flesh and blood sprayed like raindrops dyed the altar and Anson Bach's body blood red.

Not only the tentacles that reached out to Anson, but even the surrounding parts began to rot, ooze pus, stink, dissolve...

With the changes in the tentacles around, Nora suddenly felt a strong sense of dizziness in her mind, and the picture in front of her began to become blurred and doubled.

It's poison!

When Nora finally realized it, the body that had turned liver purple made him realize that it was too late.

To be more precise, it should be called "Mist of Blasphemy" - it looks like a white solid grease, but it will atomize as long as it is exposed to the air for more than two minutes.

It has no effect on ordinary people, but it has an extremely strong reaction to magic - turning mind-reading into allowing everyone to hear their own voice, turning magic-created flames into ice cubes, and making strengthened flesh visible to the naked eye The speed of aging and corruption... is really one of the necessary props to restrain the caster.

Of course, the downside is that the "Mist of Blasphemy" is a one-time item, only a small piece of less than 300 grams, and it's gone after use.

The angry Nora finally began to feel a little panic, and subconsciously looked around for the key to her seriousness; but in the empty prayer room, except for herself and the dead Ludwig (Ansen Bach), there was nothing, even The smoke from before has also dissipated.

Even the dense smoke from before...

As if she was electrocuted, Nora, whose face was twitching, suddenly widened her **** pupils, which were already covered with blue-green lines.

It wasn't gunpowder smoke at all, it was poisonous fog!

"boom--!!!!"

The deafening roar turned into a golden-red beam of light, penetrating Nora, who had turned into a huge sarcoid.

The unbelievable blood pupil slowly focused, but instead of looking at the blood hole in the center of his torso that was burned by the beam of light, he was facing the figure directly opposite.

The one who was already "dead" now stood up and pointed a gun at his figure with no expression on his face...

"Ludwig--!!!!"

"it's me."

Holding the "dagger" revolver that had just fired a [Hunting], Ansen admitted it lightly.

Now he has absolutely no memory of fifteen minutes ago, and he doesn't even know why Nora appeared here - but he doesn't need to know because of the man's almost inhuman posture.

"puff!"

Just as the furious Nora rushed towards him, Anson resolutely abandoned the revolver and stretched his open right hand down the blood hole torn open by [Hunter] to the heart that was still beating hard.

Numerous tiny tentacles swarmed frantically from around the heart, and An Sen's expressionless five fingers suddenly tightened.

One twist! Pull it! A pull!

"Ah ah ah ah ah--!!!!"

Nora, who was screaming and screaming, raised her head sharply, and her body that gradually returned to human form trembled slightly.

Seeing that the palm of his hand was still trying to stretch out the new tentacles and the flesh-and-blood heart, An Sen snapped his fingers in the bottom of his heart.

Spell magic, [Rising Fire].

In the next second, the golden-red flames devoured the entire heart, and the more it burned, the more vigorous it became, until the flesh and blood used as "fuel" was exhausted.

Nora, who lost her heart, froze all over, leaned back with a blood hole running through her torso, and collapsed to the ground.

"Snapped!"

Just as he fell, the Primordial Ring sculpture facing the gate shattered again.

Looking at the Primordial Ring with only the last piece left on the altar behind him, An Sen squatted down and picked up the "dagger" revolver that he had thrown away, removed the few remaining rounds of rubbed magic ammunition, and replaced them with ordinary ones. buckshot, lock the magazine, and...

"Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!"

Six lead bullets, four heads, one neck, and the flesh and blood remaining in the chest connecting the heart.

Although the statue of the Primordial Ring, which symbolizes Nora, is broken, the blood mage's vitality is known to be strong in the three major magics, and it is not safe to smash the heart and the head completely.

Of course, another small reason is that his experience in fighting spellcasters is almost all learned from the judges of the Truth Seeking Order - if you don't go through the process, you always feel that something is missing.

Looking at Nora, who was completely **** and inhuman, Anson finally breathed a sigh of relief, but did not completely relax his vigilance.

Even after killing two of the Baker family, there are still Mrs. Camille, whose final strength is completely unknown, and Lulu, who has remained mysterious from beginning to end.

Although I don't know the process, since I'm "dead", it proves that the enemy's strength is very strong. When it comes to the last card of bloodline, I must use the power of blood to match traps and various preparations... In the end, luck is the best. Moment "resurrection," to successfully kill Nora.

Then you have to get out of here as soon as possible, pretend that nothing happened and prepare again, and then...

boom--

The wild thoughts in his heart stopped abruptly, as if something had been detonated, and it exploded without warning in An Sen's mind.

"Pfft!"

With the severe pain that seemed to be pierced by a sharp blade in his chest, Anson, who was so painful that he was gnashing his teeth, knelt down on one knee.

The babble that had been echoing in my ears suddenly became more throaty, as if some terrifying existence was mourning, crying, and angry, coming from behind...

Stare at yourself fiercely!

"Boom!"

The closed door was smashed open by the dazzling light~www.wuxiaspot.com~ and the light reflected into the prayer room, as well as the long shadow of Mrs. Camille.

At this moment, her hair was disheveled, and her face was full of tears. She supported the door frame and stared at An Sen, who was kneeling on the ground with almost desperate resentment. :

"you you you--!"

"You killed my son! You killed my husband!"

"You ruined the entire Baker family and the entire Baker collar! Ruined everything!"

"why?!"

"boom--!!!!"

With the roar of the sharp shotgun, the mourning Mrs. Camille's head exploded into pieces like a water balloon filled with liquid.

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