Mystery: Good Witch

Chapter 165 The Burning Park

This New Party MP, who is already over forty but has great energy and a promising future, seemed to have turned into a bomb from the head down. He exploded into a mass of flesh and blood with a loud bang, and even the bones in it disappeared without a trace. .

From his broken body, a strange figure crawled out, with its hands open, as if embracing the sky. The flesh and blood scattered around were attracted by it, and poured back into the figure, turning into a bloody robe.

The bodyguards on both sides were knocked to the ground by the explosion. When they got up, they saw this weird and crazy scene and turned around and ran away in fright.

The slower one was grabbed by the white arm stretched out from the blood-red robe, and was thrown off the podium with an astonishing force, and was thrown into the few citizens under the stage who had not yet had time to escape.

Everything happened in a blink of an eye. Before Angel could recover from the shock of Councilor Maynard turning into a suicide bomb, the unlucky bodyguard exploded in the crowd again, knocking out seven or eight citizens who were about to flee. , bloody and bloody.

At this time, the man who crawled out of the body of Senator Maynard, who had only one complete head left, stood upright and stretched his limbs.

He has short yellow hair, a high nose, and a handsome but neutral face. He is none other than Mr. C, the Aurora Order's envoy who escaped from near death in Port Enmat.

"haven't seen you for a long time."

As if greeting an old friend for many years, Mr. C looked at Angel in the audience, smiled and whispered.

But there was no smile in his eyes. The white right hand that had just killed a bodyguard and injured many others was struck four times on his chest, down, up, right and left, like an inverted cross.

Frightened by the continuous explosions, the citizens who stood frozen on the spot realized what to do. Screams came one after another, and they crowded away from the Aurora Envoy who had been "resurrected" from the corpse.

"So you did it, attracting crowds to gather, and then preparing to use them to sacrifice to the evil god?"

The moment Angel saw Mr. C, he figured out the connection between all these things, and felt a lot more relaxed inside.

Now that the person behind the scenes has appeared, just kill him.

Mobilizing her spirituality, several jet-black flames appeared out of thin air around her. She also raised the "Thirst for Blood" in her right hand. After pouring her spirituality, she would shoot a black flame bullet that would have an astonishing effect on "Rose Bishop".

Mr. C didn't care at all about the flames that were so close at hand, and he didn't even pay attention to the people who were screaming and fleeing. The divine envoy of the Aurora Society opened his hands, leaned back slightly at the waist, and showed a weird smile. It seems to be embracing something towards the sky.

"Kara—"

There was a sound of glass breaking in Angel's chest, and a slight crack appeared in the magic mirror she had hidden close to her body. The surface became cold, as if even her heart was about to freeze.

Is this an early warning from the magic mirror?
Without having time to think about it, she took out the "magic pocket watch" from her pocket with her left hand like a conditioned reflex, and pressed the crown. Most of the black flames beside her flew towards Mr. C, except for one that flew upwards and away from the ground.

As the flash of fire appeared within the perception range of "Flame Jump", flames surged from her body and then disappeared.

The flames did not dissipate immediately, but were engulfed by even bigger flames. The ground in the entire park square seemed to be squeezed and crushed by an invisible giant hand. Every piece of stone floor was lifted up, and scorching hot water poured out from below. The flames engulfed Mr. C, who stood in the center like a cross, and also engulfed the fleeing crowd.

"This lunatic..."

As soon as Angel reappeared from an altitude of 30 meters, riding on the flames, she was hit by the shock wave of the explosion and flew up several meters. She used the assassin's "lightness" to stabilize her body and let herself fall at a slow speed, looking down in shock.

The park in the middle of the street, which was green and bustling with people just a few minutes ago, has become a living hell. Most of the citizens have left the center of the explosion due to Angel's threats, but at least there are nearly a hundred people who have not been able to leave in time due to the crowding and stampede. .

Broken limbs and broken arms were thrown all over the floor, and weak moans and screams of pain were heard. Under the lifted floor, the brown soil had been dyed black by blood, and the strong smell of gunpowder smoke and blood followed the burning heat. The air floated upwards, making Angel in the air almost want to vomit.

The culprit behind all this, Mr. C, emerged from the smoke.

He was unscathed by the explosion he caused. He squinted his eyes and took a deep breath of the bloody air, as if he was enjoying his achievements. Then he opened his eyes, glanced at Angel in the air, and ignored her. Set your sights on a corner of the park.

At the end of his sight, a blond woman wearing a long skirt and a high belly walked towards the center of the park against the fleeing crowd.

She staggered and staggered, only half of her beautiful long golden hair was left, and the remaining half was held in her hand. The corners of her mouth were cleft to the cheekbones, revealing bright red gums and neatly arranged teeth.

Even though the crowd was panicking and trying their best to escape out of the park, they all moved out of the way when they saw her like this.

That’s Megoose harboring the evil god!
"The Lord who created everything!"

Mr. C faced Megoose, opened his arms, and prayed loudly, as if to welcome his Lord. “The Lord behind the curtain of shadow;
"The fallen nature of all living beings."

As Megoose approached, Mr. C's prayers in ancient Hermetic became louder and more exciting.

"Your devout followers pray for your coming..."

Angel descended from a height and hit Mr. C at a speed that was almost free fall. The dagger with black flames pierced the latter's chest, causing the rest of his prayers to return to his belly along with the flames.

"Come on, right?"

After kicking down the Aurora Divine Envoy with black flames coming out of his body, Angel raised the "Thirst for Blood" and pulled the trigger continuously.

"Boom-boom-"

Two large-caliber bullets were fired at Mr. C's handsome face, but they were blocked by his hands raised in advance, leaving bloody flowers on his forearm.

Mr. C, whose prayer was interrupted, seemed to have just woken up now. He struggled to stand up, his body burning with black flames, even the bloody robe made of flesh and blood was no exception.

In the next second, the body of the "Rose Bishop" became low, from his feet to his torso, he turned into a shadow that even the sun could not illuminate, and he was about to burrow into the ground.

"Bam—"

Angel, who was well prepared, stepped forward with her right foot. Centered on the position where she stepped on the ground, the biting cold spread, and a layer of hard ice formed on the surface of the flesh and blood covering the podium, preparing to "sneak into the shadows" "Mr. C blocked the outside!"
After confronting the "Shepherd" with various methods, I feel that the "Rose Bishop" is nothing...

Angel put aside the strange thoughts in his mind, raised his pistol, and fired the last bullet, reigniting Mr. C who had returned to his human form.

"boom--"

Another shock came along with the sound of an explosion, and there was a splash of blood in front of Mr. C. Angel took a few steps back and simply jumped off the podium.

Her eyes passed through the blood mist floating in the air, and she saw Mr. C, who had thrown down an arm, turned into a shadow, burrowed into the ground where there was no ice barrier, and disappeared without a trace.

Angel quickly emptied the cartridge cases in the magazine, reloaded the bullet, and loaded the precious "light-shattering ray" into the last of the five empty slots.

Then she looked behind the podium, but because her sight was blocked, she could no longer follow the wriggling shadow.

He escaped?
No, this divine envoy will not just run away. The evil god he wants to summon is still here... And based on his prayer just now, could it be that the one the Aurora Society wants to summon is their "true creator"?
Feeling the movement behind him, Angel turned around and looked at Megoose who was gradually approaching. He still couldn't believe that in her swollen belly, she was carrying the heir of an evil god.

After the distance was shortened, the expression on the poor woman's face became clearer. She didn't know whether she was crying or laughing. Bloody tears were flowing from the corners of her eyes, but her mouth was grinning upward, revealing two rows of teeth that gradually became sharper.

Behind her, three nighthawks who had arrived late were pressing closer.

Dunn Smith held a palm-sized square urn in his hands. The box was silver-white and engraved with mysterious patterns. Just looking at it made his body and mind seem to be enveloped in a peaceful atmosphere.

Leonard Mitchell's face was gloomy, his sleeves were rolled up, and a thick but pale blood vessel was wrapped around his left wrist.

Klein Moretti also had a stern face, holding a golden charm that exuded a warm touch in his hand. He looked at Angel opposite, his expression gradually relaxed, and then became serious again.

Megoos, who was surrounded by four people, stood still, her body facing Angel, her neck twisted at a weird angle to look at the Nighthawks behind her, and there were traces of blood on her face that she had scratched, reaching as deep as her facial bones. Blood flowed out continuously.

Those overly bloodshot eyes were fixed on Dunn, who was standing nearest, and on the ashes of the saint in his hand.

That extremely threatening aura made Megoose and the "child" in her belly tremble.

"You want to kill him and kill my child!"

Turning around suddenly, her jaw opened at an angle far beyond the limit. The corners of Melgoose's mouth were split all the way to her ears, and a sharp cry came out of her mouth.

(End of this chapter)