Mystery: Outlander Gods of Bloodborne

Chapter 137 Obtained information, but not fully obtained

Under the blood moon, the already scarlet room merged with the moonlight, and it was hard to tell whether it was reality or a dream.

The girl sleeping on the bed was affected by the bullet, and the quilt covered with blood was stained, trembling weakly.However, it is not known what kind of drug was controlled by the rebel army, and she still did not wake up.

Therefore, in the silent room, only Yager, who had finished the blood bottle in the physical sense, and the old man in the corner looked at each other silently.

Healing Vial brings quick recovery.

Almost at the moment when the blood was pushed into his body, he felt the recovery of his vitality, and he was in exceptionally good condition.

Now, he's in good health
Not very healthy.

Yagel closed his eyes, suppressed the surging emotions again, and tried not to raise his hand to cut off all the people in this area.

But the corners of his mouth curled up almost uncontrollably.

He chewed and smiled and looked at the last Kavitua believer in the room:
"Now, tell me? What are you all planning?"

The scarlet room, the broken corpse, and the smiling young man combined into a horrifying but inhumanly strange beauty.

If there is a painter here, this scene may become a masterpiece handed down from generation to generation.

Of course, it is the kind that the church will seal when it sees it.

Yager left the old man on purpose.The opponent seemed to be the smartest of the group of rebels.Inferred from the previous words, the transmitter in his hand should be made by him.

That being the case, it is reasonable to infer that his status in the cult should not be low.

You will know something about the location of Kavitua and the distribution of believers.

And a few steps away, the old ventriloquist stood there silently for a few seconds.Among the several rebels he followed, there were many Extraordinary who had already begun to have strong combat power, but they all disappeared into the world at a shocking speed.

Even effective resistance is difficult to form.

With this understanding, the old man's cloudy eyes flickered, and his masseter muscle suddenly moved.
The breath of life suddenly declined!
Totally unexpected.

The speed at which the situation took a turn for the worse made Yagel who was watching from the opposite side stunned: "?"

"???"

"!!!"

Poison hidden in the palate? !
The smile on his lips froze for a moment.

Let my thread be physically interrupted by killing myself, huh?

unacceptable! ! !

In the corner of the narrow and chaotic room, the old man vomited a large amount of blood mixed with white froth, and his face, which had gradually lost vitality, showed pride, which was in stark contrast to his miserable physical condition.

He laughed hoarsely:

"Luen's Eagle Dog"

"You will not succeed. My soul and knowledge belong only to the eternal Roselle spirit."

"Go to destruction in ignorance!"

He then continued to spit out blood, and the hand supporting the wall gradually fell away due to the effect of the poison, but the complacency on his face did not weaken at all.

Perhaps because he was convinced that he was about to die, the old man did not hide some information that he thought the other party would know, such as the tone of voice and the tendency of adjectives.

Isn't this the rebel army who believes in Kavetua?

What does it have to do with Roselle?
In the sudden change, Yager felt a little caught off guard and dazed from the bottom of his heart.

But it doesn't matter.

The smile on his face resumed.

Want to die, don't you, patient?
It's okay, I'll heal you.

Pieces of clouds floated from the dark night sky, blocking the brilliance of the bloody crescent moon, as if even the moon couldn't bear to look directly at the next tragedy, and hid behind the clouds.

In the early morning, Klein and Danitz quickly fled back to the hotel where they lived after posting the leaflets.

After a tiring and terrified day, the heartless Danitz quickly fell asleep without worrying about the actions of the other two.Klein, on the other hand, worriedly recalled the evening ceremony, trying to understand how ordinary people did all that.

This opens him up to some unexpected events
Klein, who was sitting by the window writing and sorting out his thoughts, suddenly saw something unusual in the deep night.

For example, Yager who is opening the window next door.

Under the faint moonlight, his black coat was dyed scarlet again as expected.

Very blood hunter demeanor.

But what made people feel even more ominous was the group of old men he was carrying in his right hand, as if he was carrying some groceries.

He also looks very familiar, obviously the ventriloquist from the evening.

Klein silently put down the pen in his hand.

Klein hurried to the next door.

Although the other party seems to be a cult member who deceived ordinary people, and he deserves to die, but
Hold on!We can't have a body modification incident on the island!
Ahhh, I'm here to save you!
Klein disappeared into the room in a panic.

There was a sudden knock on the door.

"Knock knock."

Hearing the sound, Yagel, who had just returned to the hotel, threw the old man on the ground and went to open the door.

The opponent has completely changed his appearance now.

The right leg has disappeared from its original position.Judging from the scars on the remaining limbs, they were quickly severed by a long knife-like sharp weapon.

But that's not the problem.

The problem is that the right leg doesn't completely disappear.
It reappeared at the right elbow!
This extremely abstract combination of limbs made the old man look as if he had gone through some inhuman horrific experiments, lingering in the world as a tortured test subject.

The tears running down the opponent's face also showed his fear.

However, as the doctor in charge of the experiment, Yager was in a very stable mood, and he calmly opened the door without being affected by the impact of the picture.

"Good evening, Gehrman."

"Night, good evening, Mr. Bishop." The residual smile at the corner of his mouth sent a chill down Klein's spine, as if he had interrupted the feeding of a giant beast.

But the vision of the Punisher chasing after him made him try hard to keep asking.

Klein swallowed with difficulty: "Well, may I ask, what's going on with the guy behind?"

"Because the wording of the report letter I wrote tonight is more serious, Bayam may impose martial law tomorrow. If possible, it is better to deal with the enemy as soon as possible."

Not as a toy!
This is what he most wanted to say.

Hearing this, Yager nodded without hesitation: "No problem, I can solve him now."

"Thank you."

Klein breathed a sigh of relief, and he didn't even change his title unconsciously:
"By the way, did he provide any news? What happened to the ceremony in the afternoon?"

"Have."

Speaking of this matter, Yager's expression gradually sank, which obviously indicated that he was not in a good mood.

He replied with a little gloom and speechlessness:
"I already know how they operate."

"One person will perform in front of the stage, and then in the crowd of onlookers, a person from the rebel army will be placed, and when the time comes, he will notify the people behind who arrange the prayer ceremony."

"That's why he talks so much nonsense on stage."

"But now, we have encountered an accident."

"He doesn't know the exact location and all the strongholds of the rebel army, and he doesn't even know the content of Kavitua! The information from the rebel army is blank."

"because."

"He is Intis' spy in Bayam."

(End of this chapter)