The Uncanny: The Knowledgeable Returns From Warhammer

Chapter 37 Tris

"Monster?" Ivan turned his head to look at Brenes in doubt.

I saw a teenager wearing a linen shirt and dirty blue-gray trousers lying half-lying and huddled in a corner away from the booth, weeping softly with tears on his pale cheeks.

At the same time, as if feeling something, the boy in the corner of the booth suddenly stopped crying, and turned his head to look at Ai Wen in a little confusion.

But the next moment, the sadness and confusion gathered on his face froze in an instant, and the blood oozing from the corners of his eyes mixed with tears and ran across his face, but he murmured unknowingly:
"I saw a cold sun, and people were praying to him... The evil gods feared him, and the heretics feared him."

"They are not afraid of man who prays, nor his armies; they are afraid of this monstrous holy sign..." (Note)
"Hehe, he is actually using his spiritual vision to observe one, oh no! Two angels, they don't know how to live or die."

The abnormality shown by the boy made Brenes, who was huddled in his coat pocket, revealing only two button-stitched eyeballs, very excited, and mischievously expected the other party's possible out-of-control behavior.

But what he never expected, and what surprised Aiwen secretly, was that the boy suddenly yelled strangely:
"Great existence, please save Tingen, save us!"

Then, like a maggot or a snake, it lay on the ground and squirmed towards them frantically.

What made Aiwen even more surprised was that no matter the customers coming and going or the vendors setting up stalls, they turned a blind eye to such a strange scene.

Until the other party climbed to Ivan's feet and kissed the ground he had walked frantically, Brenesse in his pocket whispered in disbelief: "What the hell is this guy doing? His brain is burnt out ?”

In this regard, Ai Wen slowly stretched out his hand, lifted the boy lying on the ground, and asked seriously: "What's your name?"

"Admisol." The boy suddenly sobbed.

"Did you really see him just now?"

Seeing the other party sobbing and nodding violently, Ai Wen whispered like a sigh: "Then believe in him, child."

"Bathed in the glory of the lord of mankind, dedicated a lifetime of loyalty to the return of the soul to the golden throne..."

As soon as the words fell, Ademisor was startled suddenly, a bright smile appeared on his face, and a few blood-red teardrops flew from the corner of his eyes, and he nodded repeatedly with a smile on his face:
"It's my destiny, it's part of the plan."

After all, he suddenly ran away like a sleepwalker, leaving Ai Wen alone in place, and after a while, he murmured in a slightly confused way:
"He seemed...wasn't talking to me just now?!"

At this time, Brenes retracted into his pocket again, and reminded boringly: "It's just a lunatic whose brain was burned out by high inspiration, don't be so serious, it's not good for your brain!"

Then he paused suddenly, and laughed in a tone of great interest:

"Hey...it's really lively today, look what I found again, that idiot from the witch family is here."

"Tris?"

Ivan quickly came back to his senses, looked around calmly, and at the same time heard Brenes's affirmative answer:

"I can feel that guy's breath, he should be around here, look carefully."

Brenes guessed that after the Clover tragedy, he might have digested the potion of the instigator. Could it be that he came here to buy the ingredients for the next stage of the potion?
While thinking about it, Aiwen walked to a street stall as usual without realizing it, picked up an ordinary jewelry without any spirituality, and used his peripheral vision to carefully observe the endless stream of customers around him.

And at this moment, in front of the third booth on the left, a fair-skinned man with a round hood and a hood was holding three pitch-black scales to inquire about the price.

After a while, he suddenly raised his hand and turned the gemstone ring on his finger, and looked towards Ai Wen as if feeling something.

There was no intense spark between the four eyes, but Ivan suddenly howled "Tris", then turned around suddenly, and ran towards the entrance as if fleeing.

There is no way, the explosively modified shotgun is stored at the bar, and the weeping angel embossed AOE damage range under the coat is too large. If it is displayed rashly in the trading market, I am afraid that it will not only deal with one Tris, but also a large group of crazy recoveries. Weeping Angel.

Secondly, after the previous contact, the other party ran too fast. When I connect with the Emperor at any cost, I guess it will make him slip away again.

So after simple thinking, Aiwen directly chose to expose Tris's identity in the trading market with a background of extraordinary people, and took advantage of the chaos to rush to the outside bar to close the door and beat the dog.

On the other side, Tris trembled after hearing the yell, and directly picked up the shadow lizard scale in his hand, ignoring the angry cursing of the stall owner, and then sprinted towards the exit.

And just as Aiwen expected, Swain, the former captain of the Punisher, and his subordinate Cohen also received the arrest warrant for Tris, and after a few seconds of his abnormality, Cohen, who was on duty, went to Resolutely launched a pursuit.

For a moment, the fierce fighting caused chaos in the entire trading market. There were wailing after being trampled by the panicked crowd, and angry roaring after the booth was overturned.

Tris, who was attacked from the front and back, relied on his flexible position and extremely fast speed to constantly avoid Cohen from behind, and repeated attacks with Appleton, who was holding a gun, greatly slowing down the speed of sprinting.

So much so that Ivan had time to rush back to the bar and get his explosively modified shotgun.

"Crack!"

During the crisp sound of the pump-action gun being loaded, Ivan raised his hand and shot at Tris running towards the door.

Unexpectedly, after being predicted by him, he dodged nimbly and almost hit Cohen, Swain's subordinate who was following him.

"Damn, there are too many people!"

At the door, Aiwen couldn't help but curse secretly.

I saw with my own eyes ordinary people running around like headless chickens, frightened by the gunshots, turned their heads and ran back, and huddled with those who came after them at the door and fell to the ground, causing the whole scene to fall into complete chaos.

So that Cohen and Upton, who were chasing, were caught in the middle, and they couldn't get close to Tris, who was only a few meters away, so that Ivan, who was blocking the door, couldn't aim at all.

Just when the two sides were almost at a stalemate, a breathy sigh came from the jacket pocket:

"Oh...that's useless!"

"desire……"

Immediately afterwards, another word composed of ancient Hermes came again:

"fear!"

As soon as the voice fell, an invisible atmosphere landed precisely on the crowd crowded at the door. The strong sense of fear suddenly emerged from the endless desire made them tremble, and one after another hugged their heads like quails, or lay down on their stomachs. Or crouched down on the ground.

As a result, Tris, who was not affected at all, stood out from the crowd and completely showed his figure in the crowd.

In the sound of a huge gunshot that followed, Tris, who was slender and slightly thin, suddenly lost anxiety in his eyes, and fell back slowly.

And in his waist, there was a hole the size of two fists, spouting out strange blood flowers, like a painting board depicting a gorgeous flower garden, dyeing everything around it red.

"Crack!"

The third powerful slug was reloaded, and Ivan raised the gun expressionlessly, aiming directly at the opponent's pale, pale cheek.

Gently pull the trigger, the firing pin triggers a violent primer, and amidst the loud gunfire, the projectile engraved with spiral grooves is pushed to accelerate crazily.

But at this critical moment, the blood-stained sapphire ring on Tris's finger suddenly flashed a pure black flame.

It hit Aiwen's chest directly at a speed far exceeding the sound barrier when the bullet popped out of the chamber, causing him to fly upside down on the spot and smash into the wooden boxing ring in the center of the Dragon Bar.

The muzzle that was lifted up immediately after losing the front sight also allowed the unloaded bullets to blast directly into the roof, avoiding the fate of Tris being headshot on the spot.

And the erratic black flame stopped the bleeding from the astonishing wound on his abdomen, and the crumbling body seemed to regain strength, struggling to get up slowly.

"Evil God!"

In the center of the collapsed boxing ring, Ivan spat out the blood foam in his mouth, turned over regardless of the pain caused by his body, and fired fiercely at Tris, who was crawling on the wall like a spider.

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