Mystery: Good Witch

Chapter 412 Return to Bansi Port

Looking at the middle-aged man with a cautious face and holding five white candles in each hand, Angel almost laughed.

If she is willing, she can immediately use the "Wind Blessed" extraordinary ability of the "Rose Necklace" to blow the cold wind towards the opponent, instantly extinguishing even ten burning candles, making this official Extraordinary of the eighth game like Those college students who tried their best disappeared without a trace, and no one would even remember that he was there.

But after knowing that the other party belonged to the Trier official, Angel had no intention of killing him. After all, this person was also working hard to protect his city and country. There was no essential difference from the "Nighthawks" except for their different affiliations.

"Do you think I can't blow out your candle?"

She still spoke unforgivingly.

"As long as I can't blow it all out at once, I can light it again," the man took a step back, obviously not as fearless as his words, "and my teammates will arrive soon, you still..."

He didn't know how to threaten the witch in front of him who didn't even need to light a candle. After all, he was at an absolute disadvantage in the current situation.

"What? You know there's nothing you can do against me?" Angel chuckled, and his figure disappeared again, "Tell your teammates to focus the investigation on the witch named Servilia. I am not a member of the witch sect. , and will never appear again in Trier.”

She slowly backed away and left the small square where the "Crimson Night Pillar" stood. The man in the "Eighth Game" looked gloomily at the place where she last made the sound. He made no further moves and raised both hands. A handful of candles, like a funny candlestick.

It’s not that Angel doesn’t want to take advantage of the current short-term advantage to ask more questions. He can even reveal his official identity as an extraordinary person and exchange information with each other.

But firstly, there are only a few minutes left before Mr. Fool’s “prediction”, and secondly, she is not sure whether the “teammates” mentioned by the other party are on their way here, if they are all on the same “divination path” as this man. , the direct flame jump appears, which may delay her and make her miss the final opportunity to return.

Due to this concern, Angel didn't even light a candle now, but directly used his special characteristics to rush towards the corridor three days ago with the help of dark vision.

After turning the familiar right-angled bend again, the black line with the one-way arrow above the head was finally interrupted, the passage became narrow, and the corpses scattered in the passage disappeared without a trace, and there were no traces of Intis in the tombs on both sides. Nameplate.

Finally...back to where we were three days ago...

Angel sighed with emotion and continued to move forward carefully, making final confirmations.

In a stone room, she discovered Bishop Miller's body that had lost its extraordinary properties. Three days later, the blood on Bishop Storm's robe seemed to have not dried up yet and slowly flowed onto the stone floor.

After three days, even in dry underground, the body should have decomposed to a certain extent, not to mention that the environment here is not very good... Angel curiously explored Miller's body with his feet, and found that he was still alive. There was no stiffness at all, as if he had just died less than an hour ago.

The only difference from last time is that under Miller's body, or rather, on the floor of the entire stone chamber, there are complex patterns and symbols similar to those beside the altar in the Bansi Island cave. They have been used by unknown people. Dipped in dark red liquid, it looked extremely weird under Angel's dark vision.

Comparing it with the scene in her memory, she found that these lines were exactly the same as those beside the altar during the living sacrifice.

So, it should be obvious what to do...

Angel dragged Miller's body to the center of the dark red lines on the ground, corresponding to the position of the altar, and let his undried blood slowly flow out and blend into the dark red liquid inside these lines.

Angel stood next to Miller, closing his eyes, waiting for the moment to return to Bansi Island.

Tick-tick-tick-

Water drops dripping from unknown stone cracks made a regular sound, which made Angel feel a little irritable. She opened her eyes again and found that she was still in this stone room, with Miller's body still at her feet.

Doesn’t the altar need Miller’s blood?

Angel recalled the experience of the last battle. After Miller was killed by her, the blood flowed all over the ground and soaked the patterns and symbols on the altar, and then she...

No, in addition to Miller's blood, there is also his own!

The image in her mind was of herself being cut by the wind blade, seeping out before healing, and then dripping onto a wisp of blood on the altar.

"It seems that I may have some special characteristics that triggered the vision on Bansi Island and activated the ritual on the altar. I am not even affected by the mysterious power of the Trier Catacombs..."

Angel is full of questions now, but the first thing to do is to return to Bansi Island. The rest can be analyzed later.

The "Knight Bracelet" on his wrist turned into a dagger. Angel lightly cut his forearm, causing the bright red blood to slowly flow out and drip onto the complex lines on the ground along his drooping fingers.

The next moment, she fell into darkness that even dark vision could not see through.

... The strong smell of blood entered Angel's nose. She wrinkled her nose subconsciously, opened her eyes, and found that she had left the stone room and returned to the cave full of blood.

Three days have passed, and nothing here has changed much. The headless corpses and the heads of their separated families were piled together, seemingly ready to find time to burn. The candles on the surrounding sacrificial candlesticks have been extinguished, and the dark red lines on the ground are still there. , but the blood inside has disappeared, as if the blood inside has been "used".

As for the punishers and survivors, as well as the bodies of the victims, they are no longer in the cave.

"Fortunately, they didn't seal this place... Otherwise, as soon as I come back, I might fall into the hands of the punishers."

Angel thought thankfully as he stepped down from the altar and looked back, only to realize that Bishop Miller's body had not returned with him.

It seems like a good way to dispose of the body... No one would have thought that his body would now be in the catacombs of Intistrier and have another home of its own, right?

After teasing the unlucky Bishop Miller, Angel quickly left the cave filled with the smell of blood, walked through the winding passage, and saw the crimson moonlight.

According to her plan, the next step is to return to the Bansi Port and wait for the next ship passing by to Bayam. During this period, she will inquire about the attitudes of the Bansi Punisher Team and the Church of Storms, and decide whether to take the initiative to send them to Bayam. Bishop Miller's Extraordinary Characteristics Handover.

After all, their reputation is not very good. No matter what the reason is for grazing Bishop Miller, they may be regarded as hostile behavior by this group of somewhat violent punishment agents.

While Angel was thinking carefully, he looked down from the cliff, and was surprised to find a ship with a three-masted sail and a chimney docked in the harbor below.

"It looks like... no, it is indeed the White Onyx!"

In her impression, Captain Ireland said that the White Onyx would only stay in Bansi for one night. Even if it was delayed a little longer due to the vision, it would have set sail in three days. It was impossible to delay the ship just for herself. A trip for several hundred passengers.

But now the passenger ship really appeared in her eyes.

"Anyway, let's go back to the ship first... I hope they were not detained in Banxi by the Church of Storms because of me..."

She was a little excited in her heart. She took two steps and jumped out of the cliff. Then, with the power of "lightness", she slowly floated towards the White Onyx below.

The wind on Bansi Island was no longer as violent as it was three days ago, but as the speed of descent accelerated, Angel's face was still blown more violently by the wind with the salty smell of sea water. Soon, she found that her falling speed seemed to be It didn't stop because of "lightness".

"Wait, wait a minute..."

As soon as her eyes widened in surprise, she fell into the sea near the White Agate at an extremely fast speed and sank to the bottom of the sea with a "plop".

Fortunately, the soul of "Wind Blessed" Miller has been grazed by the "Rose Necklace" at this time, and Angel quickly grew magic scales that are located under the skin but can make the skin slippery thanks to the ability of the ocean affinity. , tiny gills also appeared on both cheeks, allowing it to breathe and move smoothly in the water.

She found that with the help of these magic scales, she could swim in the sea very fast, several times faster than the White Agate.

After two excited attempts, Angel realized that he had very little spirituality left and a lot of physical strength. He swam towards the pier and landed on the beach near where the ship was docked.

"Strange, even the extraordinary ability of Sequence 6 cannot consume so much spiritual energy... Could it be that in the process of returning from Trier to Banxi, too much spiritual and physical energy was consumed due to the teleportation ceremony? "

She muttered and walked to the beach dragging her soaked clothes. Her back was sore and her limbs were weak, as if she had been exercising strenuously for several hours.

After leaving the sea water, Angel released the "Wind Blessed One"'s ocean affinity, and the phantom scales on her face and limbs began to slowly disappear. She changed from breathing through her gills to inhaling through her nose, and felt the wet and salty sea breeze again. The smell filled the nostrils.

Suddenly, there was a sound of running approaching behind him. Angel turned around in confusion and saw two figures, one tall and one short, running towards him quickly.

The shorter one was faster. With a cry of "Miss Siren", Donna suddenly plunged into Angel's arms. The huge impact made her, who was already a little weak, couldn't help but take a step back before hugging her. Stay with this excited girl.

She first patted Donna's back comfortingly, and then looked at the other person.

Klein was wearing a long trench coat, with a silk top hat tilted on his head. The corners of his mouth twitched slightly, as if he wanted to smile, but he was forced to hold it back because he wanted to maintain the "Gehrman" impersonation.

The figure she had been dreaming about for three days appeared before her eyes again.

but……

"Why are you here?"

she asked doubtfully.

(End of this chapter)