I kill gods in my dream

Chapter 84 The Language of God
It was not only the attackers who were confused, but also Sophie who was in the mansion and wanted to help.

"what's going on?"

She stared blankly at Mr. Hermann who was filling the garden.

It was even thought that Mr. Hermann might be a ninja from Japan who performed a unique skill called multiple shadow clones.

"This is probably Butler Gehrman's preparation."

The knights and heroes behind were a little shocked when they saw this scene, but after having previous experiences and watching the arrangement process, they were not that surprised.

"Prepare?"

After hearing this, Sophie noticed a small machine mounted on the wall, which was projecting some light and forming a Mr. Hermann in the distance.
"Not right."

The attackers looked around warily.

With their extraordinary eyesight, they can easily tell that most of these figures are illusory existences, which are equivalent to things used to confuse them.

But there are so many problems that they can't tell which one is real.

It's not even clear whether the other party is hiding in it.

"Cunning guy!" said the strong werewolf man, resisting the severe pain in his eyes, and slowly approached his companion.

Now, he no longer dares to underestimate the other party.

At least for now, it seems that the opponent's arrangements and calculations are quite sophisticated. If you underestimate the enemy again, you may suffer a big loss. Although the body after transforming into a beast is very strong, who knows what methods the opponent will arrange?If it is a special alchemical bullet.
The von Hohenfels family had no shortage of these things.

He cautiously came to the vicinity of his companions. Since his sense of smell had failed and his vision was limited, he had to rely on his companions to find the guy.

"Old John."

He muttered, his meaning quite obvious.

Among them, Old John may not be the strongest, but if there is a fight, who can survive to the end, it must be Old John. This old guy has many means at his disposal.

"Ah."

Old John nodded, feeling a little happy in his heart.

Although he suffered a loss at the hands of this mortal, now that everyone has suffered a loss, he no longer looks like a good person, especially when everyone laughed at him before.

It's just that it's not time to taunt him yet, he has to find the mortal first.

【Kama Weasel·Pseudo】

Invisible ripples spread around.

But before he heard anything, the mortal voice came from all directions, accompanied by BGM.

"Haha, old man, you are probably using the same method as before, right? Unfortunately, I have been prepared this time. If you want to know where I am, it is better to come find me in person."

In the garden, the shadows standing in every corner all spoke together.

The expressions and mouth shapes are all exactly the same, and even the voices are not different.

It was like hundreds of people were talking around them.

The calm smile on his face seemed to be mocking extraordinary beings like them.

"Is your name Gehrman? It's a very good trick. I have to admit that your trick is indeed difficult to see through. I even thought it was a spell at one time. However, this level still cannot bridge the gap between mortals and extraordinary beings. ."

A tall, thin, middle-aged man among the attackers came out, looked around and said expressionlessly.

As soon as he finished speaking, he raised his hand and patted the ground.

Suddenly, a strong wind rolled up from his palm and blew around. The howling wind picked up countless fallen leaves, and the figures around him all made movements to resist the strong wind, all in unison, until the exciting music. One stop.

Wu Shuang knew that he had been exposed.

"Four on the left, two on the right, and the rest are all shadows." The middle-aged man stood up and said indifferently, then chanted some strange language, and a blue figure appeared on the outstretched palm. A strange fluorescent array.

"I marked those six entities for you."

"knock"

Wu Shuang couldn't help but cursed secretly. These endless extraordinary methods were really difficult to deal with, and now he had to start the second step.

"Have we finally caught you?!"

The strong werewolf man shouted excitedly and rushed towards the two figures on the right who had started to escape. A light blue cursor appeared on their bodies.

As for the four figures on the left, they are already in a difficult situation to deal with the shadow blade.

"In the end, he is just a mortal."

After finishing the marking, the tall, thin middle-aged man withdrew his hand and concluded in an understatement.

"What should we do now?"

Sophie, who saw this scene upstairs, also became anxious.

In the garden, Mr. Hermann was clearly in a desperate situation. The two figures on the right had been overtaken by werewolves, and the four on the left were also being strangled by the shadow blades. After a while, only two were left, and one more. Broken arm.

However, when she looked at the two knights behind her, the answers she received were all shaking their heads.

"Miss Sophie, Mr. Hermann is doing this to protect you. What you have to do is to ensure your own safety."

Safety?

Sophie couldn't care less.But just as she communicated with the knight for a short time, the battle in the garden had come to an end.

The strong werewolf man quickly caught up with the two fleeing figures, slapped the head of one of them off, and casually tore the other in half.

But there was not much joy on his face.

"Two dummies." He muttered dissatisfiedly, and after informing his companions loudly, he viciously crushed the fake head on the ground.

On the left, the last escaping figure was pierced through the chest by the shadow blade, and fell weakly on the scythe turned into shadow.

"Those four are also fake." Old John said dullly, waving his hand to disperse the shadow.

"Oh? That's interesting." The tall, thin middle-aged man, who originally thought the matter was over, also raised his eyebrows, and an interesting smile appeared on his originally expressionless face.

As for Sophie, who was almost heartbroken, she couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief after noticing that those were all dummies.

But if Mr. Hermann was not among those six dummies, where would he be?

"As a mortal, he can't move too fast. The trick he used to disappear through the door was to make us unclear about his location, and these shadows made us subconsciously think that he was among them, too. That is to say, from the beginning, his movement range was not large, so there were not many places for him to hide."

The tall, thin middle-aged man made an inference calmly, raised his head, and caught a glimpse of Sophie who was watching upstairs in the mansion.

His originally calm expression revealed a trace of surprise.

"The ceremony is completed? So quickly?!"

"That's faster than any other von Hohenfels master I know."

Old John also said with a serious face.

"Then move faster!"

The grumpy werewolf strong man kicked a tree in the garden, breaking it with one kick. At the same time, he also moved it up, held it in his arms like throwing a spear, and said:
"If he doesn't have a lot of range to move, there's only one place he can hide."

After saying that, he threw the trees out, and the howling wind sounded like a cannon popping out of a barrel, heading straight for the fountain in the garden, which was also one of the few obstructions to the view in front of the mansion.

In the blink of an eye, a figure rolled out from behind the fountain, barely dodging the throw.

The fountain, on the other hand, is not that pretty.
Hit by the trees, all the pipes burst, and the spring water poured out for free, like rain, soaking the tumbling figure.

"It's not easy to lie to you."

Wu Shuang stood up slowly, patted the water drops on his suit, and said helplessly.

"Mr. Hermann!"

The girl's excited voice came from upstairs.

Wu Shuang looked up and saw an excited girl holding on to the window edge, leaning out half of her body to say hello to him.

We haven't seen each other for just a day, how can we become a bad girl?
Looking at the weird tattoo on the girl's face, he was a little confused. Although it didn't look ugly and even had a different style, it shouldn't be a simple tattoo, right?

Just as he was thinking about it, the girl seemed to realize something, and suddenly said quite seriously:
"Mr. Hermann! I can help you!"

"what?"

Before he could understand what the girl meant, he turned to look at the attackers in the garden and spoke with a serious face.

It was an ancient language he had never heard before.

Mysterious and solemn, people can't help but bow down and worship.

It's like a god giving orders.
"Oracle. It's an oracle!"

Before he could figure it out, the attackers had already figured it out, and their expressions all changed suddenly, as if they had seen something terrifying and wanted to turn around and escape, but they all knelt down with difficulty one by one, their heads also turned upside down. It was constantly being pressed down a little bit.

Obviously, there is some kind of force suppressing them.

"Miss Sophie! You can't use this now!"

The two knight spirits in the mansion are also anxious, but they are completely unable to get close now, and they are all isolated by a force.

As for Wu Shuang, he scratched his head, looked at the girl whose tattoos were all glowing, and looked at the attackers struggling to hold on in the garden, and couldn't help but complain.

Bloodline ability, so awesome?

Unfortunately, he didn't have the opportunity to take advantage of the situation. The girl seemed to have rolled her eyes and passed out before she could finish her words.

The attackers in the garden also spit out a mouthful of blood and stood up with ferocious expressions.

"She must not be allowed to live!"

It seemed that in an instant, the attackers reached a consensus.

Seeing this scene, Wu Shuang could only use the last blow to kill.

"You have seen the oracle, do you want to see something else again?" He took a deep breath and put on a serious posture.

However, this time, the attackers ignored him and charged directly towards the mansion.

Seeing this, Wu Shuang could only quickly get into position.

Put your hands together, the lights turn on, and the exciting music plays again!

In front of this ancient mansion, he stood alone in front of the door, facing countless ferocious enemies. The ruined fountain next to him was still splashing water, and the raindrops had already soaked his whole body. , but his expression is still extremely determined.

"Time. Stop!"

Before he finished speaking, the music suddenly stopped and the water droplets stopped in mid-air.
(End of this chapter)