I am creating a esoteric religion in London

Chapter 42
The gray and white color streaked across the air, and the sharp bone claws tore through the quilt, and hit the sleeping body under the quilt!

But the tactile feedback from the sharp point of the claw blade is crisp, not like soft flesh, but like some kind of wooden creation.

A broken brain is not enough to support the possessed creature to think deeply. This is the second time it has stepped into the waking world, and it is still ignorant of many things.

The moment it withdrew its bone claws, a dazzling and fiery light burst out, and the cotton wool fluttering like snowflakes burned into ashes, and the powerful impact pushed the sharp metal fragments to spread in all directions.

The brilliance of orange flames also illuminated its face in an instant. It was a rotting body as pale as ice and covered with scars. It should have been fat not long ago, but at the moment it looked abnormally thin, redundant. The loose skin sags in stacks.

But if Watson was present at this moment, he would recognize this strange body with empty eyes as Elson who had already died in his hands!
The high temperature ignited Elson, and the silence of Dongxiang inside could not stop the explosion of this modern industry. The surface of the body was like glass shattering and crackling, and the shattered flesh residue was burning and splashing.

And it also fell out of the window under this surging impact, falling on the street like a burning sack, with more than a dozen metal spikes sticking out of its front like hedgehogs.

The sound of the explosion woke up the sleeping Baker Street, and the dark street instantly lit up, and the neighbors shouted in horror, what's going on? !Where did the explosion happen? !Has the enemy country attacked? ! ! !

The explosion at such a close range caused a lot of damage to the revived Elson. When it fell on the street, some flesh and blood that seemed to melt ice slag fell from the surface of its body.

But even though it maintains the appearance of a human being, it is already regarded as other life inside, and its thinking has not been lost due to the impact of the shock.

It always bears in mind the teachings of the summoner, or is forced to remember it because of the ritual—if the target cannot be resolved in a short time, leave the scene immediately, do not attract the attention of other mortals other than the target, and hold heavy objects Dive into the bottom of the river to hide, and wait until the next night before returning!
Before those mortals went out to check, it jumped up in an unreasonable way, shaking off a lot of flesh and blood.

It ran on all fours, just like it used to do in the woodland, as light as a cat, as swift as a leopard, and its figure cleverly lurked in the shadows and moved, although the broken bones inside this decayed body wanted to make a miserable creaking sound. screams, but they are all hidden by Donglian and the sound of footsteps.

It didn't notice, however, that on top of a tall building eight hundred yards away, a faint stone-green light glowed.

boom--

Hungry warheads sprang out from the tiny sparks. The slender hexagonal-shaped bullets pierced through the thick black gunpowder smoke, sprinted rapidly in a spiral rotation, and made piercing screams, leaving fleeting moments in the air that were difficult to identify with the naked eye. airflow trajectory.

The blunt bullet slammed into the ribs of Elson, who was running like a wild beast, and a ray of sparks burst out, and the collision made a strange sound like metal and iron clashing and ice shattering.

It immediately lost its balance and fell to the ground. It had to roll several times in a row to stabilize its figure. It could be seen that no normal blood flowed from the bone wound.

Only some gray-white bone fragments mixed with dark red blood clots dripped from its chest, raising a faint chill.

Surprised and suspicious, it rolled over on its side, grasping the ground with its limbs like a beast, and looked around, naturally not with empty eyeballs, but with a higher level of vision that ordinary people can't understand.

But it can only sense a few groups of warm figures in the houses on both sides, they are just mortals panicked by the sound of the explosion...the target of the cup moth lodged in the skull that the summoner said was not found.

Where is the enemy?

How did the enemy attack me?
It can feel the hot temperature of the remaining metal fragments in its body, like the creation of the caster, and like the attack of the blader, but there is no real power in it.

Is this the musket mentioned by the summoner?Weapons of mortals?
boom--

Another flash of fire lighted up from afar. This time Elson was already on guard, but even though he had tried his best to dodge the moment he saw the flash of fire, he slapped the ground hard with his palms and feet, twisted his body, and tilted his head to avoid facing The metal that struck the head.

But the annoying earthly weapon still hit its shoulder, and the bones there seemed to crack a tiny gap, which was filled with fragments of earthly metal.

This kind of injury was extremely serious when this body was alive, but it was nothing more than that for the current body. Its actions did not depend on the support of nerves and muscles.

Elson let out a low hissing growl, which was naturally a sound that mortals could not perceive.

It increased its speed sharply, and flew out like a pitch-black ghost. It recalled the teachings of the summoner, and made its body hidden behind hard objects—worldly weapons could not penetrate these barriers to cause damage to it.

But the enemy in the distance is really cunning, those annoying slender metals can always attack it in unexpected places, every time it thinks the offensive has stopped and can move.

It has gained progress at the price of injuries, and the bright black river reflecting the light of the street lights is now in sight!
According to the summoner's instructions, it knew that it should quickly dive into the river at this time.

But its low intelligence makes it unable to weigh the specific gains and losses, and its nature of seeking blessings and avoiding disasters tells it that it should wait and hide at this moment to test out the law of the enemy's attack, move between the attacks, and drag the broken body into the bottom of the water— — because the way to the river was empty, there was nowhere to hide!

But the summoner's order has always been above the summoner's thoughts, and it is not those powerful undead who pass through the white door. Its mind is difficult to break free from the shackles of the summoner's order.

It moved involuntarily, kicking its feet and arms forward, just as it had done before.

The sharp roar of the enemy's weapon did not sound, and it felt lucky, as expected, it should faithfully follow the summoner's instructions... But why did the compatriots in the woods always warn themselves that mortals cannot be trusted.

It crossed the street, stepped into the open space next to the river, and jumped into the range of the only street lamp on the edge of the embankment.

bang bang bang-

Three successive roars of gunpowder rang out, with less than a second between each other, pouring unreservedly on Elson's body.

The first blow hit its neck, further tearing and expanding the newly added injury, the flesh and blood on the back of the neck had all been peeled off, exposing the first two gray cervical vertebrae.

The second blow hit its neck again, and the blunt and long metal was inlaid in the gap between the first cervical vertebra and the second cervical vertebra.

Under its struggle, the third blow failed to hit the cervical vertebrae, but hit the old wound on the shoulder again, and all the inner bones seemed to have been shattered.

It fell to the ground under the continuous impact, and when it struggled to get up, there was another bang, and this time it hit its cervical vertebrae again with extraordinary precision. Bone breaking with the power of winter and blade.

If the injuries along the way were piled up on mortals, it would be enough to kill the living beings in this world several times, but for the long-dead Elson, these were only minor injuries that had a slight impact on the actions of manipulating the body, and could not stop it at all. Wei Wei crawled slowly but firmly towards the river.

According to the enemy's habits it has recorded along the way, this enemy's weapon needs to rest for a while every two attacks. Although I don't know why it can launch four consecutive attacks this time, it must have reached the limit, and I can no longer stop myself. Dive into the bottom of the river.

The roar of weapons that stopped at the moment just proved its thinking.

It thought in its heart that when it returned, it would let the summoner use invisible techniques to repair this broken body, and when it returned, it would become even stronger!

But the last two shots sounded, and the earthly weapon almost completely broke its cervical spine, and its head drooped limply.

Even though it has gotten rid of the limitations of the nerves of the body, it is inevitably affected obviously, and the movement of the body begins to become sluggish...but the river is already in front of it!
At this time, there was a rush of hurried and flustered footsteps nearby. In its perception, it was just a group of orange-red figures, but mortals in the awakening world.

This reassures it, which rarely feels thrilling and nervous... The compatriots in the woodland are right, the world is indeed an extremely interesting place when it wakes up, and it can make the mood ups and downs.

It sensed that the mortal stopped not far away, and his emotions seemed to be violently turbulent, which might be the unique fear, uneasiness and hesitation of mortals.

It ignored it, and continued to control its tattered body and staggered towards the cold and comfortable river.

But the fluctuation of the mortal's thoughts suddenly calmed down. It sensed some kind of fiery emotion like a flame, which seemed to imply destruction... and the secular weapon raised by the mortal!

No... It tried its best to let out a silent roar, and the aura that was cold enough to paralyze the mind spread outward, but it couldn't affect the figure attached to it like burning flames at all.

bang bang bang bang-

A series of secular weapons pierced its body, two of them hit its neck by coincidence, the cervical vertebrae were completely broken and the head rolled down.

It was still insisting on manipulating the headless body to retrieve the fallen head, when it sensed that annoying mortal who disgusted it was slowly approaching, and the pair of feet exuding a strong mortal breath was moving towards him coming.

A size 43 foot wrapped in Scotland Yard leather boots stepped hard on the rolling head and firmly fixed it.

The owner of the leather boot aimed at the silent mouth that was constantly opening and closing under his feet, and frantically pulled the trigger. All the freshly loaded bullets poured out, smashing this terrifying head into a hornet's nest that could no longer move. , blood and flesh like ice balls spilled all over the ground.

The police officer who rushed over because of the abnormal sound panted heavily, and the fear and panic seemed to be expelled from the body with the exhalation.

After he calmed down, he couldn't help being surprised and said:
"My God! What kind of monster is this?"

He made the sign of the cross on his chest with lingering fear, and murmured: "This is definitely the weirdest night patrol that Douglas has ever experienced in his life!"

(End of this chapter)