Marvel Magic Event Book

Chapter 1425 The Nightmare of the Dead (Part [-])
The tactical gloves were covered with snow powder and mud, mixed with the smell of gunpowder and cigars.

Lara Croft heard a heavy gasp and kicked without looking back, but it did nothing.She felt that her feet were firmly grabbed, and a pair of hands grabbed her ankles and dragged her back desperately. Before she had time to adjust her center of gravity, Lara Croft fell to the ground, and her panic instantly hit her. Sanity.She subconsciously curled up to protect her head and spine from being smashed, and firmly grasped her HK USP pistol.The unrestrained leg was kicking wildly, she just fired a shot, the hand holding her ankle disappeared, and then a figure jumped out from the side, kicking her in combat boots on the wrist.

The pain caused by the collision of metal and bone forced her to drop the gun, and tears welled up from the lacrimal glands involuntarily.She did not give up the fight, and the dagger tied to her thigh was pulled out immediately, but the attacker also noticed her movement, and the cold muzzle of the gun was pressed against her forehead immediately, and the arm holding the dagger is only held down by the knee.

"I'm not dead, Lara Croft!"

The man who came out of the darkness stretched out his hand and grabbed her throat tightly with a dirty hand full of mud, dried blood and broken nails. She could even feel the man's fingerprints.Although the light was poor, she could still see who this person was.This kind of panic is more terrifying than physical pain, because she is sure that this person will rot in the dungeon, and it is absolutely impossible to appear here——Constantine, the commander of the Holy Trinity Mercenary Organization, Richard Crowe The blood brother of Fu's girlfriend Anna, a lunatic obsessed with religious prophecies, who identified the wounds Anna carved on his skin as stigmata. "It's impossible for me to appear here, right?" The Holy Trinity commander spit bloody saliva with a hideous expression.He pressed her tightly with his own weight, extinguishing all resistance, "I should die in the dungeon, alone in that place where the sun can never be seen, beside my sister but unable to see her, Is it right?"

The strength in his hand was gradually increasing, and no matter how much Lara Croft pried his fingers with the other hand and attacked his face, it was of no avail. "I should enjoy this moment." He leaned down and said softly, and Laura could almost smell the sour taste of the medicine in his mouth. "I should enjoy this moment, and Anna should see your death."

Lara Croft opened her mouth in vain.Her back was tense, and the pain in her throat, back, arms, knuckles, and knees nearly overwhelmed her, and the sharply lowered blood oxygen levels nearly knocked her unconscious.She didn't know what she grabbed, but she still waved it towards Constantine's head, with the hatred of knowing the truth about her father's death, the anger of her survival instinct, and the fact that her companion almost died in the process of adventure. The fire of vengeance at the hand of Constantine.

Out of her blurred vision, she saw the man screaming, calling out broken, mutilated names, shattered teeth and bloody saliva splattering with the roar.She could no longer hear any sound, and the blood vessels in her ears beat like drums of war, almost drowning her sanity.She couldn't hear it, but the scream was cold and prickly in her bones.When she came to her senses again, she was waving the climbing pick in her hand indiscriminately, her spasmodic fingers gripping the handle so tightly that even she couldn't let go.If it wasn't for the looming pain in her throat, she wouldn't even be sure if it was a hallucination, because she didn't see any corpses or blood, and the climbing pick she was holding was still very clean.

There was no blood on the ground, only some black dust that melted and volatilized like snowflakes.

Lara Croft looked around in horror, seeing nothing but the still silent darkness.

The HK USP pistol was thrown aside, her clothes were covered with dust, and her back and thighs were covered with needle-like cold sweat.The lack of oxygen was not fake, nor was the pain, and she couldn't even swallow to relieve her sore and thirsty throat.She scrambled over to pick up the pistol, gaining a much-needed sense of security—the thing that attacked her was definitely not Constantine, and she knew that Constantine was in the dungeon of the Immortal City, and even if someone could escape from the dungeon, it was impossible to leave The Immortal City - Lara Croft doesn't know what struck her, and she doesn't know if a pistol will do the trick, but it's better to have a weapon than nothing.

The pain doesn't just spread physically.Something scratched the edge of her sanity like fingernails on glass, tickling and stinging her brain.She couldn't remember what she saw, in fact, even the existence of fantasy that she saw a few seconds ago was gradually blurred.As the black etheric plasm fell, the invisible writing carved on the bookcase shimmered with a bluish gleam, but she saw nothing.

Gunshots followed.

It took only a few seconds from the initial sporadic gunshots to the continuous gunshots. Lara Croft clearly heard the gunshots from the next floor, and even the stone brick floor was surrounded by dense gunshots. trembling.She heard pistol and rifle shots, heard the tactical phrases of the Trinity soldiers, and saw muzzle flames briefly illuminate the otherwise dark passageway.She heard the dull bang of the high-caliber weapon, and then the dense gunfire began to die away, followed by screams of pain and wailing that stopped abruptly.

"The resurrection of the dead is one of the most basic fears of mankind." Joan raised her glass and commented, "The question is, why him? The death of the Holy Trinity Commander has nothing to do with you, neither moral nor legal." You cannot be held accountable."

"I don't know." Lara Croft shrugged.Already warmed by a glass of mulled sweet wine, "but the story isn't over yet."

"Let me guess, the next thing that should appear is your father's girlfriend, your stepmother." Bayonetta mercilessly pierced the calmness that Laura Crawford had always wanted to maintain, "Look Watching her die, and you are happy to do so, this is something that you subconsciously dare not admit. But your nature does not allow you to do this, and this incident has left scars on your soul. Sea of ​​Souls It is a mirror, which reflects all our emotions and thoughts, no matter how deeply hidden secrets will be faithfully reflected by the sea of ​​souls."

"Beunita is right, because the veil of the physical universe and the unreal in the library is weakening, and as the only intelligent being on the other side of the mirror, your thoughts will cause ripples in the etheric sea. All your thoughts are Reflection." Wanda held out her hand and showed Lara Croft the snakebone staff.After a long and heavy study, she was no longer the beginner in Strak Castle who couldn't even control her strength. At least under the indoctrination of forced study, her theoretical knowledge was very rich. "I command this staff by unleashing my psychic power in the sea of ​​ether, which you can understand as manipulating my reflection to give commands."

"It's not a third-rate horror sitcom, and it's not a magic trick."

Lara Croft was a little angry.Another android maid handed over a new glass of mulled wine at the right time.The red wine cooked with lemon, cinnamon, cloves, honey and other ingredients is very sweet and warm, which is very suitable for this snowy night. "Lady, it's not some magic trick," Beunita said, "something is after you. You're naked in that world, you're showing them everything, and you have to learn how to control yourself." Thought, that's why you came here..."

"Who are they?"

"demon."

　Ask for a ticket!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)