Mystery: Good Witch

Chapter 364 Ms. Desperation

A black mist that was completely different from the light yellow haze gradually spread around her. It smelled like rust and was inhaled into the lungs of passers-by, causing bursts of violent coughing.

Panatia herself was not affected at all and continued to move forward.

If you can look down from directly above, you can see that the fog of death that fills the small half of the eastern district is continuing to spread forward with the Witch of Despair as an arrow.

"What a pity. My original plan was to do it after the New Year. The cold winter has made the cold and humid haze worse. They can also arrange a few more rituals to enhance the effect of the disease..."

She seemed to be talking to herself.

"But now it seems that the effect is very good. When the three major churches react and disperse the haze, the death toll will probably be more than [-]. Haha, this is a bargain for Mr. A of the Aurora Society. The success rate of his ceremony It's not high, and I don't think the 'True Creator' will come to Backlund on his own initiative, but he can attract most of the attention and create opportunities for me to leave here.

"Oh, they want to bear all the sins, as they please."

Looking up at the sky, in Panatia's mirror-like eyes, countless dead souls with despair and anger are being attracted to the rituals in the suburban ruins, becoming the support of the ceremony hosted by Mr. A. .

If the ceremony could be launched after the New Year, it would be even more spectacular... But Triss's resistance became stronger and stronger. Agents such as Capin and Barron died one after another. Official Beyonders also began to pay attention to various situations in the East District. The Parliament even Prepare to develop an environmental plan...

She looked around and saw that there was no one alive in this street.

"That's almost it. Next, let the poisonous mist spread on its own, let the plague spread on its own, and it's time for me to leave the center of the stage..."

Feeling the rapid digestion of the "Despair" potion in her body, Panatia nodded with satisfaction and walked towards another street. The black mist no longer appeared around her body, but the original deadly haze was still gradually fading behind her. Spread, trying to further harvest life.

"I hope that Erin Watson will not die in this chaos, so that I can have the opportunity to return to Backlund and personally deal with this guy who has sneaked into the sect..."

Driving into an uninhabited alley, Panatia had just had this thought in her mind. In the thick fog in front of her, the angry face of "Eileen Watson" appeared in front of her eyes.

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North District, underground of St. Samuel's Church.

Today, the night watcher team led by Daly Simone is on duty at Chanis Gate. She is sitting quietly at the table in the duty room, with a deck of tarot cards in front of her, including "Emperor", "Judgment", The "Queen" and other cards that had appeared in several "Tarot Trials" were released individually, with some notes written by her underneath.

Several team members were sitting on the sofa nearby, some were reading newspapers that had not been updated for a long time, and some were playing single player poker.

Suddenly, the lights in the room disappeared, as if they were swallowed up by the darkness that suddenly appeared in a corner. All the night watchers stood up instantly and looked there.

A moment later, an old man wearing a black and red archbishop's robe walked out of the darkness. He had deep eyes and extremely clean hair and beard. He was one of the thirteen archbishops of the Goddess Church and the person in charge of the Backlund Diocese. Man, Anthony Stevenson.

"His Excellency the Archbishop!"

Including Dai Li, several people sent greetings to the saint one after another, while deep doubts arose in their hearts.

"Preparation process, I want to awaken a sealed object, a level 0 sealed object."

Saint Anthony did not exchange greetings, but gave direct instructions.

Several officers on duty took action after a brief moment of astonishment.

They didn't know which "0" level sealed artifact was sealed behind Chanis's door. This was information that only the pope and the archbishop had the right to know, but the "0" level itself explained everything.

The highest degree of danger, the highest level of confidentiality, no inquiring, no leaking, no description, no prying.

Looking at the busy Dailly Simone team, Saint Anthony recalled part of the information about this sealed artifact in his mind:

Number: 17.

Danger level: Level 0.

He is a living angel who looks like a young and beautiful woman. His hair and eyes are black, and he does not have the angel wings recorded in the classics.

He does not have the ability to think or the intelligence to act independently, but as long as he is close to him, anyone and objects will disappear completely. Through divination, it can be determined that they are still alive, but in a state that cannot be located.

He first appeared in the Pale Era of the Fourth Age and was immediately taken in by the Church of the Night Goddess. In the church’s records for more than a thousand years, this “sealed object” has only been awakened six times. Today He will be awakened for the seventh time. , used to solve major disasters faced by Backlund.

This year alone, this is the second time I have used this sealed item, which is not a good thing...

An idea came into Saint Anthony's mind. When he communicated with the saints of the Church of Storm and Steam, everyone was confused by the increasing number of high-threat and high-intensity mysterious events in recent years. It was like hot water that was already close to the boiling point under calm conditions and would evaporate with just a little disturbance. ,break out.

At this critical moment, the "Singer of God" of the Church of Storms has been transferred due to dereliction of duty, and the newly appointed "Deep Blue Priest" has not yet been appointed. The Archbishop of the Church of Steam has lost the most in the process of exploring ancient ruins. The important mechanical doll's combat effectiveness has inevitably declined.

Did the "Witch Sect" choose to launch an attack at this time because they knew all this?

He frowned as he looked at the urgent telegram from Earl Hall's Mansion in his hand and the brief telegram about "Original Witch" Chick.

After the watchers were ready, Saint Anthony stuffed the telegram back into his robe pocket, stepped into the Chanis Gate, and quickly reached the second floor underground.

He opened a secret passage and went to the small third floor alone, leaving Dai Li and others without authority on it.

这间大主教才能进入的狭小的房间内只有三件封印物：“1-29”，“1-80”，以及在它们保护、监视之下的“0-17”。

In fact, the first two sealed artifacts were reserved in Backlund Parish for "0-17", otherwise their role would not be enough to occupy the precious parish sealed artifact quota.

Recalling the process of unsealing "0-17" again, Saint Anthony took a deep breath, drew a crimson moon on his chest, murmured the honorable name of the goddess, and walked towards "1-80" step by step. His figure was almost It became illusory once and then real again, as if walking in a mirage.

"0-17" was lying quietly inside "1-80", wearing a hooded classical robe, with an expressionless face and half-open eyes, as usual.

The next second, his eyelids opened completely, a strange color flashed in his black pupils, and then the entire figure disappeared in an instant.

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"slow!"

Spouting filthy demonic words, Angel looked hatefully at the "Lady of Despair" Panatia in the mist with lava-colored eyes, embedding his anger and extraordinary power into her body. It made her body in a pure white robe become extremely sluggish.

"boom--"

The hammer had already been opened, and the spiritually-infused "Good Luck" pistol fired out with far greater power than usual. The bullets shot out like cannonballs with an increase of up to [-] times. Panatia just sneered and summoned an ice wall to block the bullets. The next moment, the people and the ice were shattered into pieces, and ice shards and glass fragments flew out in a radial pattern, scattering all over the floor.

Her figure reappeared not far to the right, one of her eyes as calm as a mirror had cracks and was repairing itself quickly.

The eyes of this witch are her own "magic mirrors"!

She looked coldly at Angel, who raised his gun and aimed again. Invisible threads extended forward, instantly binding the opponent's body, and the cursed black flames rushed rapidly along the threads.

Flame flashes!

Seizing this opportunity, Angel jumped to the black flame closest to Ms. Despair without hesitation, raised his right foot, and stepped on the biting ice on the ground.

"Cough, cough!"

She had already inhaled the poisonous mist and was already sick all over her body. As soon as she approached the other party, she felt a lump of phlegm stuck in her throat. She coughed a few times involuntarily and stepped down with her right foot weakly. Nothing happened.

An absolute death zone has formed around this witch.

"Ahem, spreading disease is prohibited here!"

Coughing continuously, Angel spoke in the ancient Hermetic language he had just learned from Shylock. Although there was no majestic or solemn feeling, the ban still took effect quickly.

The iron-black mist around the two people stagnated, the color faded at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the sunlight seemed to be a little more intense.

Angel's pneumonia was quickly repaired by the flesh and blood control of the "Rose Necklace" after he stopped inhaling the poisonous mist. His throat no longer hurt and his breathing became smoother.

Sure enough, the combination of "Judge" and "Rose Bishop" can limit the fog of death around this witch!

Angel had just felt a surge of joy in his heart when he saw Panatia, who had a holy face but cold eyes, also raised one foot and stepped down.

"boom--"

Ice that was several times more powerful than when Angel used it instantly surged out of the ground, freezing the surrounding haze that was gradually dissipating, and freezing her newly heated heart.

　Goo, goo goo goo?

　　

　

(End of this chapter)