Mystery: Good Witch

Chapter 83 Pocket Watch

Looking at the gradually collapsing warehouse floor, Tomac helped his slightly crooked thick-rimmed glasses and let out a sneer.

Guessing that the underground space had already been filled with gravel, he didn't waste his precious spirituality and returned directly through the "flame jump". Besides, there was no flame underground to use as a landing point.

He came to the underground through the secret passage on foot. This secret passage was told to him by the mysterious "Mr. C", and he did not expect that it would be used tonight, at the moment when "Mr. C" died.

This son-of-a-bitch envoy of the "Aurora Society" finally died at the hands of an official Extraordinary!

Thinking through gritted teeth, Tomac went down the stairs step by step to the entrance of the cellar.

The door was opened as before, and the interior was pitch black. A few crimson moonlights entered from the high window of the warehouse, bringing a glimmer of light to the cellar with the skylight opened.

But it's okay, I can see...

Tomac's right hand holding the gun pressed the thick-rimmed glasses, pouring a little spirituality into them. The lenses gave off a faint light that only he could see, and the dark cellar became brighter in his sight.

As members of the "Mechanical Heart", they will never lack such practical props.

Except for potions, of course.

Looking through the glasses, a large ceiling and jagged gravel can be seen in the dark cellar.The wooden altar has completely collapsed, the cross fixed to the wall is slightly askew, and the naked giant hanging upside down is posing in a funny pose.

that statue...

Just glanced over, Tomacs felt a pain in the corner of his eye, he quickly looked away, and looked for Mr. C and the few official Beyonders on the ground.

The pool of Mr. C's black flesh had been mostly covered by falling gravel, only a small part was exposed, and these strange lumps of flesh were no longer burning and wriggling, like balls of flour covered in dust.

Even if the Creator he believes in descends, I'm afraid it won't be able to revive this pool of flesh and blood.

Thomas thought maliciously.

Although Mr. C provided him with the potion formula and made him the Extraordinary he dreamed of, he also used him and forced him to do many wrong things.

Hmph, it's not necessarily wrong.

The left hand inserted into his pocket tightly held his "lucky pocket watch", and Tomac's restless heart calmed down a little.

If he hadn't been instructed by Mr. C to steal the extraordinary characteristics of the "magician", how could he have the opportunity to obtain this magical item?

Rubbing the pocket watch in his pocket with his fingers, he slowly walked around the black flesh and came to the other side of the hill of rubble.

A smell of blood entered Tomac's nostrils, making him sneezed.

Even if the three of them were crushed into meat paste together with the official Extraordinary lying by the door, wouldn't there be such a strong bloody smell?

He frowned, carefully searching for the source of the breath in the ruins.

If the situation is not right, immediately use "flame jump" to return to the ground and leave here... If it is not possible, there are also "paper doll stand-in" and "damage transfer".

However, the effective time of "Lucky Pocket Watch" is about to expire, give yourself another 3 minutes, and leave immediately if you can't find the sealed item.

Tomac made up his mind, and with the revolver raised, he made his way to the door on the other side of the cellar.

Fortunately, he soon found a man lying face down by the door, wearing a windbreaker.The man stretched his left hand forward, his sleeve was roughly ripped open, and he seemed to have fallen into a coma, motionless.

A pitch-black large-caliber revolver was thrown beside the man, and the disgusting smell of blood came from here.

"Could it be an out-of-control sealed item..."

Tomac has seen the power of this weapon before, and the skin on his neck is still aching, and Mr. C, who was burned to pieces, died under its gun.

As a Sequence 8 of the general knowledge path, he is very clear that the more powerful the magical item, the more powerful the negative effect will be.

The owner of this weapon would rather throw it on the ground than continue to fight with it. It must be because he is now unable to bear its negative effects.

He would not pick up this revolver foolishly.

But why is there only one person on the ground?What about the other two, or the other two bodies?

Could it be that they were all crushed under the gravel?
Tomac looked around, but found no other people except for the stones all over the ground and the blood stains caused by Mr. C's sacrifice.

"..."

A slight murmur came from behind him, making the tense Tomac feel cold, and he was about to start "flame teleportation" to leave this place.

"...Teleportation prohibited!"

"Bam—"

The orange flames flashed, and Tomac's figure was still in place, without moving a bit. His neck, which had become stiff due to surprise, just turned back at a small angle.

A cold female voice approached him with a sharp blade cutting through the air.

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As expected by Angel, the cautious Tomac was ready to use the teleportation ability to escape from the scene as soon as he noticed something was wrong.

In order to seize this unique opportunity, she had to use the hand of "2-031" to issue a ban, setting a "no teleportation" restriction on the underground space. At the same time, she took out a dagger, jumped out of the shadows, and stabbed the opponent without any harm. Defensive back.

This is the first time she has used the ability of "Assassin" to hide in the shadows, and it is really effective in the dark underground.

The dagger pierced into Tomac's windbreaker without hindrance, but the feel made Angel frown. It seemed that there was only a mass of air left behind the windbreaker instead of thick human tissue.

The windbreaker quickly became thinner and smaller, and finally shrunk down to the size of a palm. The beautifully made paper figurine was hung on the tip of the dagger.

Paper doll stand-in!

The "Hand of Proclamation" can only issue one ban at a time, and after she bans the most threatening and difficult teleportation, the paper doll substitute becomes a headache-inducing Extraordinary ability.

The blow was fruitless, but it didn't exceed Angel's expectation, she didn't even use the charged blow.

This kind of powerful ability definitely cannot be used multiple times in a row, either there is a limit on spiritual consumption, or expensive materials are required.

Throwing off the paper figurine on the dagger, Angel continued to charge forward. Not far from the paper figurine, there stood Thomas who had turned around and raised his pistol.

After the teleportation is prohibited, even the paper doll can't keep him out of danger!
"boom--"

Thomas hurriedly aimed a shot at Angel's head, but she dodged it by tilting her head in advance according to the action of the opponent's fingertip pulling the trigger. out.

Tomac, who had no teleportation ability, was like a rookie in combat at this time. After a hasty counterattack was dodged, he staggered back, blocked the deadly knife with his pistol in a thrilling manner, stepped on stones in panic, and almost tripped , Even the revolver was blown away by the dagger.

"Tsk—"

Due to an injury to his right hand, Angel could only hold the dagger in his left hand to attack, and the non-dominant hand was always half a beat slower, allowing the opponent to avoid a blow.

She was not discouraged, but kept getting closer. After Tomac lost his pistol, he couldn't pose a threat to her at all.

Angel stabbed several times in a row, and once again impaled the opponent into a paper doll.

I see you still have a few paper figurines...

Her eyes quickly caught the figure of Tomac who appeared not far away, kicked her feet, her body changed the sprint angle, and rushed towards the new direction without any reduction in speed.

"Wait... I... flash!"

Tomacs managed to move a few meters away through a paper doll stand-in. This ability that does not belong to "teleportation" is not restricted by the ban. He just opened his mouth to try to negotiate, but found that the other party didn't care at all. He could only grit his teeth and take out a spell. Before he could throw it, he uttered the opening spell.

A mass of radiance brighter than the sun erupted from his hand, illuminating the entire cellar like daytime.

Angel only felt a sting in her eyes, and the eyesight strengthened by the assassin potion became a negative effect at this time, and the exploding spell blinded her like a flash bomb, leaving only a residual colorful spot in her eyes.

Gritting her teeth tightly, she advanced instead of retreating, and threw herself into Tomac's arms, stabbing with all her strength with the dagger held in her left hand.

This time it was no longer the sense of emptiness that pierced the paper figurine.

(End of this chapter)