Beauty Comic Cultivation Record

Chapter 157 Blood Shadow Threat Countdown

"Mr. Urnos, is there any way to dispel the black mist outside?"

The troll city lord moved his fat body on the sedan chair a little restlessly. When he turned his body, the solid wooden sedan chair under him creaked and creaked.

Anxiety was written on the face of the troll city lord, who was fat enough to barely see his eyes,
The troll black market was also handed down from his great-great-grandfather, who was said to be a throwback two-headed troll wizard.

The two heads bring more powerful spiritual power,

This great-great-grandfather relied on this spiritual power to communicate and borrowed the power of the Lord of the Dark Dimension, so he was able to retain such a large area in the newly built New York City as a black market.

The troll black market has been able to stand in the dark world of New York for so many years, relying on the wizard enchantment left by his great-great-grandfather, so that humans cannot perceive this area.

Many dark races come here to trade because of the reputation of the safety of the troll black market.

Now the strange black mist that filled the outside, and the people who died one after another, all told him that the reputation of the black market on which the trolls depended for survival was collapsing.

The troll city lord rubbed his fat hands anxiously, his ten fingers were full of jewels, and each finger was wearing a thick gold ring.

These gold rings are specially tailored according to his body shape, and the thick rings are so thick that they can be worn on the arms of children as gold bracelets.

Each of the ten large gold rings is inlaid with gemstones of various colors, rubies, sapphires, and cat's eyes.
Even if they are placed in jewelry stores in the human world, these gems are the top luxury goods, the kind calculated by carats.

It can be said that just from the gem gold rings on the ten fingers of the troll city lord, it can be seen how much wealth this black market has brought to the troll family.

"Master, if you can help us solve the troubles outside and the witchcraft materials you need, we troll black market is willing to bear it!"

Naturally, the troll city lord couldn't just watch the black market passed down from his great-great-grandfather collapse.

Looking at the silent Urnos, thinking that he was asking for a lot of money, and wanted to take the opportunity to blackmail him, he simply spoke directly.

Thinking of the things that Urnos came to the black market to buy, and thinking about the prices of those things, the troll city owner felt distressed for a while.

But when he looked up and saw the black mist outside, he rationally reminded him that without the help of the black wizard Urnos,
If he can't solve the murderous black mist as soon as possible, then his cornucopia is not far from closing down!
Urnos looked back at the troll city lord, and there were two will-o'-the-wisps flashing under the dark hood:

"Zangil! This is not a reward, you trolls are in big trouble!"

big trouble?
Zanzil, the master of the troll black market, didn't sound like Urnos was joking,

Seeing that Urnos obviously didn't want to help, he turned his head and whispered a few words to a bearer and bodyguard troll beside him.

The troll bodyguard nodded, and quickly ran towards the black market.

After a while, the troll bodyguard rushed back with more than two dozen fully armed trolls.

These troll guards responsible for the security of the black market were nearly a head taller than ordinary trolls. Compared with their obese counterparts, they were full of raised muscle bumps, and their arms were thicker than an adult's waist.

Even the bears and lions, the strongest among the half-orcs, are much thinner than them.

In terms of equipment, these troll guards were dressed in special leather armor, and some of them were covered with a layer of human bulletproof vests.

Although these largest bulletproof vests are worn on them, they look small like a small vest, but with the guys in their hands.

All the half-orcs gathered at the door lowered their voices a few degrees.

Looking at the black and thick heavy machine guns in the hands of these trolls, and the long brass bullet chains with the thickness of thumbs wrapped around their bodies, even the elf prince took the long guns in his hands back.

So as not to cause unnecessary trouble.

"Mr. Urnos, times have changed. We are no longer the trolls who only knew how to charge with a giant ax and flail hundreds of years ago!"

The strong guards relieved the troll city lord Zanzil from his anxiety. He stretched out his thick fingers towards Urnos and pointed to his own brain:
"It's not medieval anymore, we have machine guns, cannons, and even anti-aircraft missiles and tanks in my city of trolls!"

"No matter who it is, if you dare to trouble us, you will have to pay the price!"

More than twenty troll guards holding heavy machine guns stood behind the troll city lord Zanzil, which seemed to add a little persuasiveness to its words.

Boom!

The smug smile on Zanzil's face didn't last long, when suddenly there was a sound of heavy objects falling to the ground behind him.

Zanzil turned his head slowly.

"It's a fist! It's an iron fist!"

On the shattered wooden frame, a red-skinned demon with broken horns was pressing a giant ape in armor against the pillar and hammering his face frantically.

Accompanied by the bang sound of heavy fists hitting his face, the red-skinned horned demon kept cursing.

The poor giant ape's face was bruised and swollen, his nose was bleeding out, his eyes were a little crooked, with one arm hanging down, he was being beaten there in a daze——

"Wink!"

Anu grinned and sucked in air, enduring the pain of his teeth being knocked out, and pressed the head of the giant ape in front of him with one hand, and crazily raised his fists.

"Anu, be careful!"

The elf prince's angry voice and Abel's reminder sounded at the same time——

A long spear pierced the sky and stabbed Hellboy in the back——

Anu, who was reminded by Abel, turned around, grabbed Wenk, the great ape in front of him, and stood in front of him.

hum!
The trembling spear landed on the chest of the great ape Wenk, and the sharp point of the spear was less than three inches away from the great ape's heart.

The spear went from high speed to stillness, and the elf prince did it smoothly without any reluctance.

Prince Nuada held the handle of the gun with one hand, and looked back at the murloc in the crowd with a bad look.

Murloc Abel subconsciously shrank back into the crowd.

"Red-skinned monkey, let go of Wenk!"

Prince Nuada turned his head and raised his spear slightly, aiming at Hellboy.

Anu grabbed the neck of the giant ape, and used his body to block Prince Nuada's spear again, while giving Prince Nuada a demonstrative look.

"Little boy, it's okay, just stab it!"

Anu held the stupefied giant ape with one hand, took out a thick cigar from his pants pocket, and put it in his mouth.

Then he took out a lighter, lit a cigar, and provocatively provocatively smoked the cigar to the elf prince.

Prince Nuada took a deep look at him, danced a spear, put the spear back, and turned to look at the troll city lord.

"Zangil, the two of them are investigators of the Human Paranormal Phenomena Defense Bureau. They are investigating your troll black market, and you will deal with it yourself!"

After finishing speaking, Prince Nuada walked aside, revealing a group of half-orcs and trolls behind him.

"Look who this is, the famous Hellboy of the Supernatural Phenomena Defense Bureau, the only dark creature in the dark world who has won the honorary title of human!"

The troll Zanzil, who was lying on the chair, stared at Anu coldly with his small eyes:

"Honor Human, what a glorious title, so, Mister Human, the black mist outside is the work of your Supernatural Phenomena Defense Bureau?"

"What black mist?" Anu was a little puzzled by Monk Zhang Er, and didn't quite understand what the troll meant.

"Sir, we just came in to find someone, the black mist outside has nothing to do with us!"

At this time Abel came out from the crowd and hurriedly explained to Zanzil.

"Looking for someone?" Zangil patted his fat hands, lowered his head and said to the bodyguard beside him, "Catch them!"

"Anu! Run!" Abel relied on his super perception to clearly hear the obese troll's explanation to his subordinates.

He dodged, like a slippery loach, directly burrowed into the crowd, and ran towards the alley in the black market.

The loyal murloc did not forget to remind Anu before running away.

slam-la-

Hellboy Anu glanced at the troll guards who raised their heavy machine guns, and directly pushed the giant ape in his hand to the elf prince next to him.

He turned around and ran towards the black market.

da da da da-

Without the slightest hesitation, the troll guards raised the M249 squad standard general-purpose machine guns in their hands and fired.

The bullets instantly smashed the wooden frame near where Hellboy had just stood.

If the elf prince hadn't had quick eyesight and quick hands to pull the giant ape Wenk aside, this dizzy giant ape would have been turned into a hornet's nest by these heavy machine guns.

After all, even dark creatures, as long as they are mortals, most of them cannot withstand machine gun fire.

"The four of you go, grab those two little mice, and the others, lift the big guy out of the warehouse and blast them outside. I don't believe you can't blow up this black mist!"

Zangil looked at Hellboy and the murloc slipping into the black market, and waved his hand, and four troll guards with machine guns chased Hellboy,

And the other trolls, except for the guards who stayed by his side, went to the arms warehouse in the black market to take the big guy Zangil said!
"Big guy? Fatty, can you tell me what your big guy is? Zuzu—"

Just as these troll guards left, a slightly sarcastic female voice sounded nearby.

Zangil suddenly became furious.

You must know that Zangil, who weighs more than 1000 pounds, does not affect eating, sleeping, and even going to the toilet, there are dedicated people to serve him.

But as we all know, if the body is too fat, the fat will squeeze the space of some things. It is not a matter of size, but too much fat, which cannot be found at all.

Zangil can find someone to feed him when he eats, and goblin servants are responsible for wiping his buttocks when he goes to the bathroom, but that aspect... um

Although he bought some fox girls, he usually used them to watch singing and dancing, and to satisfy his desire for hand and mouth.

This sudden woman's voice may have no other meaning, but this behavior is like making an OK sign in front of a South Korean man, which is absolutely not allowed for Zangil.

"Who is talking, get out!"

Zangil looked at the densely packed half-orcs at the door, wanting to find out this bastard who spoke rudely
A cloud of blood mist flew in from outside the iron gate, landed in front of Zanzil's sedan chair, and turned into a gorgeous girl in a medieval European court dress!
"Fatty, you are looking for me!"

Amelia didn't seem to see the gun raised by the troll bodyguard at all, and patted Zangil's stomach directly.

"Amelia? How did you become such a ghost? You vampires made the black mist outside? Do you want to start a war with us trolls?"

Zangil looked at Amelia who appeared in a strange way, with a gloomy face, and looked suspiciously at the "acquaintance" in front of him!
The troll family and the vampire family also live in New York, and Zangil has naturally come into contact with Amelia, the ruling elder of the blood family.

However, if he remembered correctly, not long ago, the two blood clans in New York had obviously been destroyed.

"Fatty, you heard me right, tell me to get out—"

Amelia's sharp nails scratched Zengil's fat belly, leaving a long bloodstain on his belly in an instant.

Whoa!
Qi Qi, Zanzil's bearer and bodyguard, pointed his gun at Amelia, and at the same time looked at Zanzil, asking if he should shoot.

"Kill this lunatic, the blood race has been destroyed! What are you fighting with me!?"

Zanzil felt the pain from his belly, he who was always pampered had never received such treatment, and sternly yelled that he was going to let these bodyguards shoot.

"Da da da da-"

A few trolls aimed at Amelia's machine gun and pulled the trigger instantly——

The four tongues of flame engulfed Amelia in an instant, aiming at her head and the deadly position of her chest.

At such a close distance, Amelia had no time to dodge, and was directly beaten into a puddle of blood by the concentrated fire of four machine guns.

The spurted blood instantly splashed all over Zanzil, and Zanzil showed a happy smile on his face,

But soon the smile on his face froze.

Bloody water, this is a machine gun, not a meat grinder or a juicer, how could it beat people into bloody water.

He had just reacted when a blood-colored shadow emerged from the pool of blood, a faint, blood-colored shadow like blue smoke.
As soon as this blood shadow appeared, it turned into four, and the four blood shadows rushed at the four troll bodyguards with machine guns at the same time——

"Da da da"

"Da da da"

"Da da da"

"Da da da"

Faced with this ghostly blood shadow, several troll bodyguards directly raised their guns and shot, but the bullets of the machine gun seemed to hit the air,
The machine gun bullets penetrated through several blood shadows without any hindrance, directly knocking down a few unlucky orcs not far behind the blood shadows!
"Ouch!"

Among the few unlucky ones, some didn't hum, and were directly taken away by a wave of machine gun bullets, and some couldn't tell whether they were unlucky or lucky.

The bullets hit their arms and legs. Although they took half of their limbs away, at least the "people" were still alive.

Amidst their wailing and howling, the four blood shadows rushed directly in front of the four troll bodyguards, passing through their bodies,

In an instant, the four troll bodyguards were like sponges that had been drained of water, leaving only skin and bones.

Plop, plop, plop, plop—

Four troll mummies, drained of all water, fell to the ground
Zangil stared dumbfounded at his men who fell to the ground like mummies,

Then he watched four blood shadows gather together before his eyes, and in the faint blood mist, he transformed back into Amelia in European court attire.

At this time, in the corridor leading to the exit of the troll black market, everyone watched this scene silently, as if everyone was caught in the throat for a moment.

Not only dark creatures such as orcs, trolls, and goblins, but even the dark wizards who are known for their mysteries look suspiciously in their eyes.

Urnos clenched the bone staff in his hand, and the phosphorous fire under the cloak instantly rose. Obviously, he was also shocked by Amelia's ability.

"Fatty, my master wants to find someone in your black market,

You have 10 minutes to find someone,

If after 10 minutes, my master can't see the person he wants to meet, then these four will be your fate! "

Amelia's nails slowly scratched Zengil's stomach. This time, the troll city lord gritted his teeth, endured the pain and did not make a sound.

Amelia threw a photo on Zangil's stomach, looked back at the dark wizard and the dark creatures in the alley, and obviously said the last sentence for them to hear.

Throwing down the photo, Amelia turned into a blood shadow and whizzed out of the iron gate, submerged in the black mist.

The colorful tiger lay in front of Tang Song and kept shaking its head. It wasn't that it was afraid of Tang Song.

Instead, there was a little black snake on its back, lazily coiled into a snake formation on its back, basking in the sun.

Tang Song stroked the big cat's head so that the big cat would not be too scared.

Although this Siberian tiger is considered a relatively powerful beast,

But compared to the little black snake who is about to turn into a monster, the two are not at the same level of life at all.

In the world of Yanfu, once the spirits and monsters have transformed into demons, they seldom regard unwise beasts as their own kind.

"Boss, it's done!"

A blood shadow sprang out from the black mist transformed by the Ghost Bone Banner, landed on the ground, and took the shape of a human.

After Amelia bowed to Tang Song who was stroking the tiger's head, she obediently turned into a blood shadow and disappeared into his shadow.

"Red Empress, time!" Tang Song patted the tiger's head and ordered.

A countdown alarm clock suddenly appeared on the watch on his left wrist.

"20:00:00,

19:59:59
19:59:58
19:59:57
19:59:56
"

The countdown in milliseconds in Boss Tang's hand has started,
In the troll black market, after Amelia's transformed blood shadow disappeared, it took dozens of seconds for everyone to recover from the shock as if they had thawed out.

Urnos, the necromancer, walked up to a troll mummy for the first time and checked it.

"Blood, bone marrow, and all the water in the whole body were sucked out in an instant, even the muscle tissue was included, leaving only skin and bones,

If you are just a simple vampire, you can't do this! "

After Urnos got up, he waved his bone staff, and a pale light shot at the troll mummy.

"The soul has also been devoured!" Urnos looked at the unresponsive troll mummy under his undead resuscitation, his tone became a little dignified.

Playing with the soul has always been a trick of evil gods and demons. Even a necromancer like him is just manipulating the soul. As for devouring the soul, even in necromancy, it is also a taboo.

"Trash, a bunch of trash!"

At this time, Zanzil, who was still in shock, reprimanded the guards of the troll black market who had just arrived.

"Should we still bombard the black mist outside?"

Taking advantage of Zanzil's break from scolding and resting, a troll guard carrying a bazooka asked stupidly.

"Nonsense, of course—" Zangil cursed, just about to let his subordinates take the bazooka to bomb the black mist area outside.

The scene of Amelia turning into a blood shadow just now appeared before his eyes again, making him swallow the words that came to his lips abruptly!
If these bazookas can't break through the black fog and Amelia finds them again, it will be a big trouble!
Looking at the appearance of those black wizards, it is obvious that Amelia's witchcraft cannot be broken.

Thinking of this, Zangil picked up the photo Amelia put on his stomach.

Huh?
Another acquaintance!
Zangil looked at the old man in a black coat in the photo, his small eyes narrowed.

Alexander Coventis!

The oldest investigator of the Paranormal Defense Bureau and their New York-based chief.

The most important thing in business is having many friends
As the largest black market for alien creatures in New York, Zangil has to deal with all parties.

Dark creatures such as vampires and werewolves, and the human department of the Supernatural Phenomena Defense Bureau, Zangil is a familiar face, and he has given Alexander a lot of gifts over the years.

Of course, his black market business was naturally taken care of by Alexander, otherwise the dark creatures coming and going here would have been targeted by the Supernatural Phenomenon Defense Bureau.

If he remembered correctly, Alexander has indeed been in his black market recently.

But now, facing the critical moment of life and death in this black market, old friend, what is it?
And obviously, this big trouble was caused by Alexander!
"You guys, go, find me Alexander Coventis and bring me here!"

A group of troll guards with bazookas and heavy machine guns heard the boss's order and immediately planned to search the black market.

"Don't use bazookas, use guns, this is our own territory!"

Zangil looked at a troll guard who wanted to aim the bazooka on his shoulder, and reprimanded him out of anger.

Bang!

The stunned troll guard threw the bazooka on the ground, and ran into the black market with a machine gun in his hand.

In the crowd, the elf prince heard the name of Alexander Coventis mentioned by Zangil, frowned, quietly retreated into the crowd, and rushed towards the black market as quickly as behind the troll guards.

"Da da da da-"

Anu was embarrassed by the stalls and shelves in the black market to avoid the bullets of the troll guards behind him

The troll chasing after him, holding a machine gun, fired bullets at him like he didn't want money.

Anu ran all the way, and the rows of shelves and stalls behind him were all shot to pieces by machine gun bullets.

"This group of guys, isn't this black market yours?"

Anu's head was stuck in the face, and he was not soft on the troll guards. He used the things in the black market to prevent the troll guards from shooting, and his plan fell through.

Seeing that these big fools really have no scruples!

The unarmed Anu can only scurry and detour in various stalls and houses in the black market!

　I have been working overtime for the past two days, and now it is [-] a day. I will see if I can write more. By the way, I will go back and sort out the rewards from the brothers recently, and I will thank everyone one by one.

　　I've been so busy lately!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)