my stealth fighter

Chapter 783
Although Jiang Chanji's invisibility is becoming more and more proficient, he is not as comfortable as Zhao Man after all. After all, he is a native and he is grafted, so at the moment when Lucifer blew himself up just now, his invisibility process was a little slower. A little bit, almost imperceptibly little bit, but it was such a little bit of error that he still didn't completely avoid the self-explosion, only avoided the black flame, but the expanding air wave around the black flame still hit him first, entering While in the invisible state, his chest felt as if he had been hit by a giant hammer. There was no fat cushion in his chest, so he lost consciousness for a short time, and because of this, he immediately broke out of the invisible.

But that's fine, if he was still alive and kicking under the impact of Lucifer's self-detonation at such a close distance, it would be hard to explain. Even the current situation also surprised and puzzled Michelle, which she couldn't imagine How did Jiang Chanji survive? She didn't even lack an arm or a leg. Even if she was near Lucifer just now, she would probably be seriously injured.

Jiang Chanji vaguely smelled the smell of green grass and the warm rain falling on his face. Winter is finally over and spring is here?

With longing for spring, he slowly opened his eyes, and then he saw a mouth full of big dies, and a long and flexible tongue, and the smell of hot grass fermenting in his stomach hit his face Come!

"Frigga!" Seeing that a long and sticky stream of saliva was about to fall on his face, he turned over in a jerk, never before.

Frigga smacked her lips, as if she was still licking her mouth.

Jiang Chanji wiped his face disgustingly, it was full of horse's saliva, and quickly rubbed it with his sleeve, even though he wiped his face again, it was better than a face full of horse's saliva.

【Are you alright? 】 Michelle's handwriting appeared on his retina.

After wiping his face, he had the time to observe the situation around him, and he couldn't recover for a while.

"How long have I been out?" he asked.

[A few minutes at most. ] Michelle wrote.

is it?He thought he slept from winter to spring.

The surrounding environment is already very dark, and the temperature has cooled down again, but the polar night with ice and snow reflections will not be too dark, and the visibility is basically similar to dawn in normal mid-latitude regions.

"This is... Lucia?" He couldn't recognize Lucia at all. Her clothes were almost torn into rags, and there was no piece of it. Fortunately, her whole body was covered with dust, and her face was beyond recognition. The unearthed terracotta warriors and horses are similar, and it is estimated that he himself is the same.

【Yes. 】

"Where's the big red dragon?" He looked around again, and his eyes fell on a certain direction, where there was a wide indentation, forcibly opening a way in the virgin forest.

[It ran away, don't chase it yet, are you really okay?Never force it. 】

Jiang Chanji tried to stand up, but he was able to move his arms and legs. Apart from the tightness in his chest, there was nothing serious about it. This was all due to his invisibility ability, otherwise he would have been cold by now. Thanks to Zhao Man.

"I'm fine, maybe the holy sword blocked it for me in the end." He concealed it.

The holy sword was stabbed obliquely on the ground, the red light had receded, and the previous power was gone, as if it was just a special-shaped sword used as a movie prop, which proved that there were no demons around.

He fell to the ground, the fight with the big red dragon and the confrontation with Lucifer exhausted all his strength, and he really didn't want to move now.

"Where are Catherine and the others?" he asked.

[I'm going to find them, is it okay for you to be here alone? ] Michelle asked worriedly.

"No problem, the demon is no longer here." He nodded.

Michelle thought so too, she went to find Catherine and the others, informed him of his location, and then returned, it would not take much time, and it was unlikely that anything would happen during this period.

[I'll go back as soon as I go. ] She left in a hurry.

Now only Jiang Chanji is left alone... No, there is also Lucia who is lying on the side like a corpse.

What happened in the dust just now, only he and Lucifer know, maybe Lucia also knows at this time, but her situation...it seems very difficult to survive.

He reached out and touched her carotid artery and her breath. They were already extremely weak. There was no hospital nearby or a superhuman with medical ability. No one could save her. Besides, even if they could, others might not be willing to save her. nice guy.

Maybe his touch made her feel something, she barely opened her eyes, but anyone can see that this is a flash of light, the light in her eyes is like a candle in the wind, which may be extinguished at any time, and will be forever surrounded by darkness. devour.

Jiang Chanji cleared his dusty throat, and asked hoarsely, "Do you have... anything, do you want to tell me?"

He could laugh at her for doing it on her own, doing nothing wrong when she has nothing to do, insisting on being an accomplice of the devil, but the devil may abandon her at any time, and now she has ended up like this, far away from her warm Latin American hometown, dying in the ice and snow of Siberia. Why bother?But he didn't laugh at her, there was no need for that, it seemed too petty, besides, since he knew the existence of dead souls, he didn't want her to bear a grudge against him before she died, and even turned into a ghost to come to him after death...

Her lips moved, but she couldn't say anything, her mouth was full of black blood, and it came out as soon as she exhaled.

Jiang Chanji saw that her right hand moved, and she swiped and pulled it a few times on the ground flattened by the big red dragon, as if she was writing, a crooked English "book".

"A book?"

Jiang Chanji heard from the ninja that she had an ancient book, and she used this book to summon Satan and Sira.

He reached out his hand to feel under her clothes, and sure enough, he touched the hard book cover, pulled the ancient book out of her clothes, and placed it on her chest.

The cover of the book is a dark red pentagram indented on a black background. From the side, the paper has turned yellow, and the paper does not look like modern paper. You can even see the lines of grass stems, maybe it is Middle Eastern papyrus and stuff.This book must be very precious and worth a lot of money, but still the same sentence, he still has a long life in the future, and he doesn't want to be haunted by female ghosts.

When Lucia touched the cover of the book, there was a look of relief on her face and eyes. This reminded Jiang Chanji of the legend of the miser who had to hold the treasure when he died. Even if she asked to bury the book with her, He can also understand.

But what happened next made him incomprehensible. She raised her hand and stuck her finger into her mouth. Of course, when she stretched out again, it was covered with her blood. Full of pentagrams.

The pentagram was originally dark red, and she painted her own blood again... How should I put it, the pentagram on the chest has become more vivid?
Jiang Chanji murmured in his heart, thinking that the pentagram on the cover was painted with blood, right?

After painting the pentagram, she seemed to have exhausted all her strength, and her arms fell to the ground weakly, but her face was smiling, and she wrote two more words "take it" on the ground with her fingers.

"Hold it? Let me hold it? To whom?" Jiang Chanji could feel that her life was passing by so fast, so she hurriedly asked.

But Lucia couldn't answer anymore, her smile froze on her face, and the light in her eyes went out.

"..."

He confirmed her pulse again, and he couldn't feel the pulse anymore, so he reached out and brushed her eyelids shut.

He picked up the ancient book from her chest, opened it carefully, and as expected, he couldn't understand a single word. It was full of strange words, and there were some strange pictures, words and soundtracks. The pictures are all dark red.

This can't be a blood book, can it?But even if it is a blood book, the person who wrote it has long since passed away.

It's a pity that Lucia didn't finish explaining her last words, and she didn't make it clear who she was going to give this book to, which made him a little headache as to what to do with it.

The value of this book itself is immeasurable, whether it is its value as a cultural relic or its use value.

Logically speaking, such a dangerous thing should be burned to prevent it from being used to summon demons, but just like weapons, there is no distinction between good and evil weapons themselves, it is purely based on who uses them, and they are held in the wrong hands It must be very bad, and it can deter bad people in the hands of good people. Are you really going to set it on fire?Wouldn't this be a crime against history?
Jiang Chanji thought for a while, anyway, the book is in his hands now, even if it is burned, there is no rush, it is better to wait to see Eve, ask her secretly if she can recognize the characters in the book, and then make a decision.

[Catherine and the others will be here soon. 】 Michelle is back.

Jiang Chanji nodded and pointed to Lucia, "She's dead."

Mi Xue had no sympathy for Lucia's death at all, and didn't even bother to look at her body.

Michelle's attitude can probably make Jiang Chanji guess Catherine's attitude. After they come, they will only think that Lucia died well. His body was also formally cremated and buried by Hongye College.He doesn't have any deep hatred with Lucia, but Catherine and her are incompatible, and she put Sira together again. In addition, she has offended too many people with the ninja academy, so it is better to dig a hole before they arrive. The corpse was buried, so as not to feed the animals in the wilderness. If they waited until they came, they might object. He buried her first, and they couldn't dig up the corpse again.

Although he was very tired, he still stood up. Without any other tools at hand, he dug a pit with the holy sword, pushed Lucia's body in, and buried it hastily.

Lucia is a Westerner, so it stands to reason that a cross should be erected in front of her grave, but it seems that there is something wrong with erecting a cross for a conjurer. After thinking about it, forget it. I cut a piece of wood with a holy sword and inserted it in her grave. Before, Quandang was an oriental stele without characters.

(End of this chapter)