Mystery: Good Witch

Chapter 398 Flying Head

After leaving the pier, the strong wind surprisingly calmed down a lot. Although it blew the weeds and leaves on the ground, at least it didn't blow Angel's hat into the sky.

Residents of Bansi Port strictly abide by the custom of "not going out at night when the weather changes drastically." They close their doors and hide in their homes. At this time, there is no one on the street, and the street lamps using candles as luminous objects are not lit. Only the crimson moonlight shone faintly on the road, adding a touch of color to the dark port.

Under Daniz's guidance, the three of them quickly walked towards the "Green Lemon Restaurant". Klein was in front, holding a cane in one hand and a borrowed lantern in the other. The lantern protected by transparent glass emitted steadily in the wind. With a warm but weak light, it illuminates the way forward for the two people except Angel.

Angel was at the end of the team, protecting the weakest Daniz between the two of them. She put her hands into the pockets of her windbreaker, holding the "good luck" revolver in her right hand, and her left hand was ready to turn the "Knight Bracelet" on her wrist into a The right weapon to deal with the enemy.

Daniz, the only one who was not in a good state, had not yet realized that he was being protected. He pressed the skirt of his clothes that was fluttering in the wind with one hand and put the other hand on his forehead, trying to identify the direction in the wind as he usually did when he was on the road.

"Turn left. On the right is the road out of the port and up the mountain."

He reminded that Klein in front changed direction, walked to the left, and turned into another street. His figure disappeared from the sight of the two people behind him for a moment.

At the moment when the formation changed, a black shadow emerged from the thick fog, the size of a watermelon, and quickly hit Klein's back like a cannonball.

what!

Daniz, who was following behind, immediately reacted. He raised his right hand, and at some point there was a classically styled revolver in his palm. He aimed slightly and was about to shoot at the black shadow.

Swah——

Invisible threads shot out from all sides, like a net, sealing the direction in which the black shadow hit. Only then did the shadow lose momentum after hitting the net, revealing its true face in front of Daniz.

It’s a floating human head!

It has no part below the neck, only a red and yellow esophagus hanging under the head, swaying in the wind like a tail. The skin on the head's face is shriveled and droopy, covered with mold spots, outlining the outline of the cheeks.

Between the cheeks, the highly decayed nose and lips were dripping with green pus, the sharp teeth underneath were exposed, and the eyes were bulging and turbid.

Is this the head of a corpse? Why does it fly?

Danitz has followed "Vice Admiral Iceberg" to explore many sunken ships and secrets on isolated islands, and has encountered monsters of various shapes. He is well-informed, but this kind of monster with only its head and eating organs left The scary look still scared him into a cold sweat.

He was about to aim and shoot at the head that suddenly stopped in the air. A pure bright yellow light fell from the sky and was inserted into the flying head like a sharp sword. Along with an inhuman scream, the head was destroyed in the holy light. , only a handful of ashes floating in the wind remained.

With it as the center, the web-shaped flames spread out in all directions, as if an invisible spider web was lit.

This is the invisible thread that bound me this morning... Could it be that the Holy Light was set by Gehrman Sparrow? He looks hateful and acts crazy, but he didn't expect to be a believer in the "sun"? Or is it just the damage caused by a magical item?

Based on the battle that just ended in an instant, Daniz assessed the strength of his two temporary teammates and was about to say a few words as usual when he suddenly discovered that where the flying head had just appeared, several more black shadows appeared, the same size. , crashed in at the same speed.

One, two, three, four...a total of four!

After counting the number of flying heads, Daniz became excited. Before he could show off, the battle was over. At this time, the number of attacking enemies was even more than the number of people in the team. He wanted to fight two!

boom--

A shot was fired, and the large-caliber bullet penetrated the eyebrow of the nearest head. The huge force caused it to stop in mid-air. Taking advantage of the opportunity, Daniz pointed with his free left hand, and a red flame appeared from his fingertips, expanded rapidly, ejected, and hit the flying head.

With a bang, bright firelight rose up, illuminating the surrounding streets shrouded in fog.

In the haze, more black shadows gradually approached. They appeared in the flash of firelight, and then disappeared into the thick fog.

Five, six, seven... shit, I can't count them!

Daniz only felt that there were flying heads hanging from the esophagus in all directions. He forced himself to calm down and looked at the target that was solved first. However, he was horrified to find that the skin of the head that had been baptized by the flames was scorched black, trailing black smoke, and completely Flying here unaffected, the rotten mouth opened wide, and the sharp teeth were about to bite Daniz's neck.

boom--

At the critical moment, Daniz leaned back to avoid the fatal bite, raised his right foot, accurately kicked the head in the air, and kicked it behind him. After falling to the ground and rolling, he squeezed out a A fireball that was much smaller than the flames fired just now, but with more radiance, guided it to catch up with the kicked head, and accurately drilled into the mouth full of fangs.

The fire came along with the huge sound, and the flying head was blown to pieces from the inside. Countless fragments dragged black smoke and fell to the ground. It was too dead to die.

Huh, we finally solved it. This thing is much harder to deal with than it looks. Those two people easily solved one of them. I thought it was just an ordinary monster...

Daniz exhaled, gripped the pistol and quickly climbed up. He still remembered that there were at least six or seven such heads around him!

But when he looked at the two people who had never made any movement with his gun, he found that there were more than ten flying-headed monsters piled up in the open space between the teams. They were trapped in invisible nets and restrained in place. Some of them were biting their sharp points. Some of the teeth were shaking the esophagus, but they couldn't move at all.

puff--

A black flame the size of a fist appeared out of thin air, seemed to fall slowly and quickly into the pile of heads, and then expanded in a silent explosion into a flame that could engulf all the head monsters.

After a few seconds, the black flames gradually receded, and there was no movement among the dozen or so heads that were netted together. Their external damage was not even as severe as the burns caused by Daniz's first flame, but they seemed to have lost their inner souls. Only rotten empty shells remain.

Shocked by the terrifying power contained in the black flames, Daniz stared blankly at the instigator, Angel, who had already bypassed the pile of smoking monster corpses and followed Klein with the lantern, his hands still in his pockets and the hem of his windbreaker. It was fluttering in the strong wind, like a tourist coming to Bansi Port for shopping.

And I look like I'm here to roll in the mud... Daniz looked at the mud that rolled out of his body to avoid the flying head, twitched the corner of his mouth, brushed off the dust as if nothing had happened, and quickly followed.

——    At this time, the atmosphere in the Green Lemon Restaurant was tense.

The two bodyguards, Cleves and Teague, were holding revolvers tightly. One was pointing at the fat restaurant owner, and the other was pointing at the other waiter who was approaching. They looked serious, and the index finger on the trigger was already pressed down, ready to fire at any time.

Fox, the owner of the restaurant, also held a revolver in his hand, but he did not point it at the bodyguards or the passengers behind them, but lowered it downwards. His fat face had an indifferent expression and he said word by word:

"Don't go out on foggy nights, otherwise, bad things will happen."

"What a bad thing! Hand over Cecil and Donna, we'll leave right away!"

Cleeves swore a rare curse word and pointed his gun at the boss's fat, almost round head.

"They went out half an hour ago, but don't go out."

The restaurant owner ignored the muzzle that was almost touching his face and still answered in that unhurried tone.

Cleeves was confident that he would kill this guy with one shot and the other waiter a second later, but out of the corner of his sight, several local diners had appeared on the stairs on the second floor. They were all dressed in formal attire. The gentlemen and ladies had indifferent expressions and calm eyes, but with invisible pressure.

I remember there were more than ten diners on the second floor, not including those who were already surrounding us... We couldn't kill so many people even if we used all the bullets in the bullet chamber. We also had to deal with possible accidents on the road. The situation was extremely unfavorable and we had to immediately Get out of here...but where are Cecil and Donna? I left half an hour ago. Could it be that I went back to the White Agate?

The former adventurer quickly made a decision in his mind. He took two steps back and looked sideways at his employer, Uldi Blanche, who had his son Denton with one hand and held his wife's hand with the other. Hands, his face was pretending to be calm, but his eyes revealed panic and trance.

"Mr. Blanche, we have to leave first. After returning to the ship, let the captain bring the sailors to help find the missing people."

Cleves's whispered advice woke up the distracted Blanche. He looked around. His wife and son, the newlyweds DiMerdo and his wife, Kate's family of three, and several servants were all looking at this place. An import and export businessman, expecting him to make a decision, direct the hired bodyguards to bring everyone back to the safety of the White Agate.

But where was Donna?

For this group of weird locals, the boss and waiters were obviously hospitable, and the ladies and gentlemen behaved elegantly, but as soon as a strong wind blew and fog rose outside the restaurant, everything changed!

Blanche was sweating on her forehead. She looked at the waiters and locals who had surrounded them in the corner and stood quietly. She knew in her heart that Cleves's suggestion was the most correct. Although there were more than ten of them, there were only two of them. The bodyguards carry guns. If there is a fierce conflict, I'm afraid they will all have to stay here.

But Donna...

He closed his eyes in pain.

"Let's go back to the ship first."

At this moment, Blanche could feel that everyone around her except her family members breathed a sigh of relief.

Cleeves still pointed the gun at the restaurant owner. Another bodyguard, Teague, stood by the door. After everyone squeezed through the circle of waiters and locals and came to the door, they held the doorknob and looked at it for the last time. A glimpse of the scene on the first floor of the restaurant.

All the waiters and diners stood quietly and looked at them quietly. Only the fat boss Fox was still whispering:

"There's still danger out there."

He never raised his hand holding the gun, and it seemed that he really stopped these passengers from leaving for the sake of their safety.

This restaurant, this whole port, is so weird...

At Cleves's signal, Teague turned his head and no longer looked inside the restaurant, turned the handle hard, and pushed open the door.

A moderate gust of wind blew into the restaurant. It was dark outside the door and filled with mist. The light from outside the restaurant could only illuminate a few meters away from the door. There seemed to be countless monsters hidden in the darkness outside.

"Let's go!"

Cleeves, who had been aiming his gun, waited for everyone to leave, walked backwards out of the door, and shouted loudly, letting his voice reach everyone in the wind.

clang-

The restaurant door closed in front of him, cutting off everyone's escape route.

Watching the row of windows on the first floor that exuded warm candlelight gradually fill up with waiters and diners standing quietly, Cleeves turned back, no longer trying to understand all this weirdness. He and Teague walked in tandem, sandwiching other unarmed men, women and children in the middle. They found the direction of the dock and took steps.

woo-

A black shadow the size of a watermelon jumped out of the fog and flew towards the team with a strange cry.

(End of this chapter)