my beauty world

Chapter 66

In the middle of the afternoon, the weather suddenly became gloomy, snowflakes drifted hazyly, and the cold wind blew past, blowing away the tourists on the street.

It was getting dark, Ouya Building got off work, and people gradually dispersed.

Ronan put down the binoculars and confirmed that the cars of Karl Otto and Luc Obia had never left the parking lot of the building.

Exhale a breath of white air and make final preparations.

In particular, I recalled the mage on Billena Island.

If Grenouille is also a mage, it is estimated that weapons such as firearms will be difficult to use.

The method of disarming people is too unreasonable.

Tightening the zipper of the sportswear, Ronan walked around to the back of the Ouya Building from the outside, found a hidden corner, put on the hood, and climbed up.

Baroque-style architecture, the pursuit of rich decoration and sculpture, extensive use of curved surfaces and elliptical spaces, for Ronan, who has the swiftness of a leopard, it is effortless to climb.

His goal is the top floor.

According to Murad, the Ouya perfume studio is on the top floor of the building.

Ronan's primary target was Grenouille, followed by Luc Obia and Karl Otto.

At this time, the sky was dark and the neon lights of the city were not yet lit. Ronan was wearing a sportswear of the same color as the outer wall, and with a "camouflage" as a cover, he climbed all the way to the top of the building.

There is a dome tower at the highest point, climb over the guardrail to enter, and there are stairs leading to the next floor.

Ronan walked down silently. With the ability of a master lock picker, he easily unlocked the door and entered the top floor of the building. When he came out and closed the door, he heard footsteps and immediately stuck to the wall of the porch without moving.

Two men in security uniforms came on patrol.

When passing in front of the porch, Ronan suddenly got into trouble. He knocked a person unconscious with his left fist, and grabbed another person's neck with his right hand, making him unable to speak.

Stretching out his legs to hook the body of the fainted security guard and letting him land slowly, Ronan asked another person, "Where is Grenouille?"

The man opened his mouth wide but could not speak.

Ronan drew his dagger and stood in front of his throat, loosening his right hand slightly.

The security guard gasped and pointed to the left: "He's in the largest and most elegantly decorated laboratory."

Ronan knocked him out and walked to the left.

Walking through a corridor, I soon saw the laboratory that the security guard said.

The laboratory decoration is retro and very artistic.

Ronan took out the prepared belt, tied the pistol with the silencer on his hand, called out the Book of Command, took five soul fragments and held them in his left hand, and then quietly opened the door.

Behind the door is a laboratory with hundreds of square meters, with many equipment such as glassware and reactors. Ronan used the equipment to hide his figure and saw a man sitting on a chair.

The man was wearing a French suit, about 30 years old, with short curly hair.

He propped his chin on the armrest of the chair with one hand, stared at the three naked girls opposite him, and seemed to be thinking about extremely important issues.

This is the only person in the room!

Ronan barely made a sound, he didn't notice anyone coming in!
Being able to sneak attack, a fool would confront such a mysterious person head-on, and Ronan immediately raised his gun and shot!
As a group of action and pragmatism, he is facing a mysterious figure who has lived from the eighteenth century to the present, so kill him first.

A dead enemy is a good enemy!

boom!boom!boom--

Ronan attacked and shot!
But the bullets flew past Grenouille and hit the wall with a loud bang!

With Ronan's marksmanship, it is absolutely impossible to miss at such a short distance!
Grenouille raised his head, drew a pattern with his left hand like lightning, and at the same time spit out Latin: "Slant!"

Ronan finished firing one clip, except for the first three rounds, the rest of the bullets didn't know where they went!

"Damn mage!" He rushed towards Grenouille.

Grenouille swiped his fingers much faster than Master Henry, and what he uttered was extremely short words: "Disarm!"

The dagger and magazine on Ronan's waist automatically fell to the ground, and the dead button on the gun strapped to his hand was suddenly released, his arm was raised, and the gun was thrown out.

But the left hand did not let go, the soul fragment was still held in his hand!
It seems that in the magic designation, this is not a weapon.

Grenouille pointed at Ronan, a palm appeared out of thin air, and patted Ronan's face.

Ronan meditated on Iron Claws, and punched his palm.

The palm collided with the fist, making a loud bang!

At the same time, Ronan kicked his feet on the ground, and he jumped two meters to the right. A fireball exuding scorching energy flew past one side and hit the wall behind.

Ronan stretched his legs and wanted to rush to melee.

Without weapons, he still has a pair of iron fists!
On the nearby metal table, a rope suddenly sprang up and wrapped around his leg.

Ronan rushed too fast and fell down.

While falling down, he raised his left hand and threw the soul fragments in his hand against the floor.

Three were flung into the distance, and two landed at Grenouille's feet.

But Grenouille spits out old Latin again!
The alarm bell rang in his mind, Ronan didn't dare to stay, and rolled over and over again to avoid the deadly threat!
Another scorching fireball flew in and hit the floor.

Sparks fly!

Under the high temperature, the light-colored marble floor immediately turned black!

This sudden intruder was so difficult to deal with, beyond Grenouille's expectation, he wiped the perfume bottle hanging around his neck with his fingers, and flicked towards Ronan.

The "Fire of Soul" that Ronan was chanting silently suddenly got stuck, because a strange fragrance got into his nose, making him unable to concentrate.

This fragrance is so peculiar, as if it has magical powers, as if it has gathered all the good things in the world.

It infected Ronan, made Ronan's tense nerves relax unconsciously, and dispelled all Ronan's killing intent.

Ronan forgot about the fire of his soul, his neck seemed to be moved by all the beautiful fragrances in the world, and turned to Grenouille, only Grenouille and the perfume bottle hanging on his neck remained in his eyes.

The perfume bottle emits a holy soft light, hanging on the angel who landed in the mortal world.

Ronan's legs were bound, but his hands were free. Like a zombie with a broken leg seeing fresh human flesh, it crawled towards Grenouille.

He was fascinated and sank in this perverted fragrance.

Grenouille has been sitting on the chair and never stood up, at this moment he is as high as a god.

No one can resist this super perfume that has been made in only a small bottle for centuries.

Grenouille was curious and asked, "Who are you?"

Ronan said honestly, "Ronan."

Grenouille continued to ask, "Why are you here?"

Even if he was confused by the perfume, Ronan's words were still succinct: "Kill Grenouille!"

"Kill me?" Grenouille only had perfume in his eyes, nothing else, and raised his left hand!

In Ronan's mind, the alertness of the predator crazily called the police!

The alarm made him wake up for a moment, he put his hands on the ground hard, and he rushed to the back, tried his best to concentrate, and silently recited "Fire of the Soul"!
Grenouille finished reciting the Latin syllables, pointed to Ronan with his left hand, and a fireball appeared out of thin air and went straight to Ronan.

Between the lightning and the flint, flames sprang up from Grenoye's feet, and as soon as the flames touched Grenoye's legs, they immediately ignited a raging fire.

Ronan rolled on the spot, and the fireball almost flew past his left arm, even scorching his clothes, and the roasted skin hurt!

bang——

The fireball hit the floor and scattered into countless sparks.

Ronan rolled over and over again, suppressing the flames that sprang up from his sleeves.

On the other side, Grenouille's whole body was ignited, and he fell into the package of soul flames. He suddenly spit out Latin syllables, and a layer of transparent bubbles like a magic shield appeared on his body, propping the flames out temporarily.

For a moment, the magic shield and the soul flame formed a strange balance.

But Grenouille tried his best to maintain the magic shield and had no time for him.

At a glance, Ronan understood why the first three bullets missed. Taking advantage of the pain caused by the burn on his arm to resist the temptation of the scent, he took out an M4 equipped with a silencer from the badge space, pointed it at the flame and pulled the trigger.

Da da da--

A dense rain of bullets was fired, and one magazine was emptied. Ronan immediately replaced it with a new magazine and continued shooting!
In Murad's warehouse, Ronan collected a lot of weapons and ammunition!

If he didn't consider that using the bazooka might kill him, he would definitely give Grenouille an RPG.

In the burning of the soul flame, under the dense bullets, the magic shield is about to burst like a bubble.

Grenouille looked at Ronan who was shooting wildly through the soul flame, knowing that he would not be spared today.

He gave up and continued to input magic power for the magic shield, and the magic shield broke with a bang.

The flame fell on the body again. Grenouille didn't scream, as if it wasn't his body that was burning. He just took off the perfume bottle around his neck and held it in his hand.

This life quickly flashed through my mind.

Sniffing the red-haired girl's scent drunkenly, she was sure that this was her greatest pursuit, but she accidentally killed the girl.

In order to smell this fragrance again, I began to learn from a teacher and learn how to make perfume. No matter what raw materials are used, it is always difficult to achieve the desired effect.

Finally, it was found that virgins aged 17 to [-] were the most suitable raw materials.

Just like a crazy artist or a mad scientist, experimenting and improving the method of refining incense step by step.

Attempt to distill Maiden by distillation, but failed.

Then use the grease method to roast the corpse oil...

Still not right until meeting her and she taught magic to extract by magic.

Then, perfume was extracted with magic, and skin care products were made with corpse oil, and a huge cosmetics empire was established.

Grenouille regretted it, regretted not going to see her first, regretted not meeting the infatuated girl Tixiang again.

After all, the girl who refined the fragrance used too little.

With the last bit of strength, Grenouille pushed open the bottle cap and activated the perfume, and the strange fragrance wafted up and filled the surroundings.

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