After her identity was exposed, she began to chase her husband to the crematorium

The Skartu family doesn't have money to hire experts to take charge, but they still have the most basic security facilities. The security hall is in a small, separately built house in front of the mansion.

A group of people took advantage of the darkness and rushed in. At that time, most of the security guards inside were already asleep.

puff puff~

On a seemingly peaceful night, the unbearable strong smell of blood came from the security room...

Blood even flowed out along the crack of the door. Just when it was about to flow to the floor outside, a cultist opened the door and used water magic to collect the blood, and then carefully cleaned up all the blood stains on the ground. clean, while the people inside were responsible for disposing of the bodies.

When the door closed again, after a few minutes, those who came out were no longer the cultists, but the security guards.

These people took advantage of the darkness to quickly come to various parts of the mansion to keep an eye on them, and they seemed quite skilled.

When the security system was breached and the door of the Skatu family slowly opened, the leader slowly walked into the garden of the Skatu family and looked up at the building in front of him. It was not a gorgeous building, but for the current stage It was quite a suitable mansion for them, and they felt a little hot in their hearts.

"Remember, no one from this family will be left alive."

"It's best to do it all quietly."

Sand~

After saying this, those people behind the leader who had not finished their disguises immediately disappeared.

Late at night, a colorless but slightly fragrant aroma floated along the Skato family mansion and the many surrounding windows to various rooms in the mansion.

Whether it is a family member who is still busy or a person who has been tossing and turning in bed for a long time and cannot sleep, they all feel sleepy when they smell this fragrance.

So he wrapped the quilt around himself and fell asleep peacefully.

Soon, a cultist came to the man's bedside and stabbed the man's heart with a white knife.

The white knife goes in, the red knife comes out...

Similar massacres were carried out in various rooms of the Skartu family.

The old patriarch took some invigorating medicine today. These days, he has taken over the family affairs again. However, looking at the increasingly serious family taxes and the withdrawal letters from the families that had previously cooperated with them, these are all... This made the old patriarch feel quite troubled.

Obviously, their family is not really unable to go on, but is restricted by the alliance.

The rules of the alliance are also very simple. Since you don’t want to do the things we have arranged, you don’t have to do them. From now on, although you will pay the alliance’s franchise fee and various taxes as usual every month, the alliance also recognizes that you are indeed a member of the union. family, but not only will they not help you, but they will also exploit the interests you should have, making it impossible for you to do business, and then support another family with the same nature as yours, but more obedient.

Just like the measures they took against the Jing family, it's just that because the Jing family has been entrenched in the medical industry for many years, its brand reputation has long been deeply ingrained in the minds of the people, and there is no need to worry about the alliance explicitly targeting it in the short term.

Moreover, the Jing family has always been in control of the supply of medicinal materials, and is not afraid of the Alliance getting in the way.

But the Skartu family is different.

As expected, the auction house family still relies too much on interpersonal relationships...

The old patriarch sighed helplessly. Just dealing with these things in the past two days, he felt that his end was coming soon. In fact, under the influence of this drug, he didn't know how long he could last.

At least help your granddaughter before you really leave.

With this thought in mind, he poured some clean water into his mouth and tried to cheer himself up.

Suddenly, he seemed to smell a strange fragrance wafting from the room. He was stunned at first, and then he immediately reacted.

"Triart psychedelic incense, who is burning this thing?"

As the leader of the clan, he is naturally well-informed. He immediately smelled what was emitting this smell, and the concentration of the smell made him feel dizzy just by smelling it. It was obvious that the concentration was quite high. , so he hurriedly picked up the towel on the table and rushed to the toilet in his room to wet it, and covered his mouth and nose.

This psychedelic fragrance is afraid of water, and once the smell of water is present, it cannot be conveyed.

The old patriarch pushed the door open and rushed out, hurriedly rushing to the rooms of other elders below.

The Skartu family is not very particular, but the patriarch usually lives on the highest floor to have an overview of the whole situation.

Arriving in the corridor downstairs, the old patriarch shouted directly to the elders' rooms: "Who is burning the Triart psychedelic incense? Who is burning it?"

But no one in the room below answered him.

The old patriarch frowned, always feeling that the situation in front of him was a bit strange, so he opened the doors to the rooms one by one.

But the situation was obviously worse than he thought. Under the influence of the psychedelic incense, some elders fell asleep directly and staggered around the room. It was obvious that they were knocked unconscious without knowing anything.

The old patriarch covered his nose, unable to tell from which direction the smell was blowing, so he had to open the doors of the elders one by one.

Fortunately, there are still some smart people in the Skatu family. There are still two elders on this floor who have not been stunned. One of them is the elder who manages the finances, and the other is the elder who is responsible for the family's internal affairs.

The old patriarch felt a little relieved and immediately ordered the house elders to go out and sound the alarm and let the security forces come out to work.

Naturally, the house elder did not dare to neglect and went downstairs alone. The old clan leader and the financial elder helped the other elderly elders to the bed upstairs.

However, what the house elders did not expect was that unlike the floor where their elders lived, the downstairs had now become a hell on earth.

When he came out of the corner of the stairway, he happened to meet the members of the Hull Church who were disposing of the bodies on the lower floor.

At that time, the younger generation of the Skatu family, which was not many in the first place, had basically all been killed, and there was no one left alive.

And the house elder watched as those completely unknown people turned into dead people after applying magic to their faces and bodies. Not only were they completely similar, but even the sounds they made were almost exactly the same.

What he saw in front of him made this well-informed elder freeze in place...

Before he could react, a gloomy voice suddenly came from behind him.

"Isn't it amazing? This is the strongest way for our Hel religion to survive in this world."

"Um?!"

The house elder turned back sharply, the magic power in his body burst out subconsciously, and slapped him backwards.

But he didn't expect that the other party was not timid either, and he slashed at him with one strike.

If it were an ordinary blade, it would be impossible to cut off a limb wrapped in magic, unless the enemy's magic was stronger than the elder of the house.

puff!

When the knife fell, the elder's entire arm was cut off and fell to the ground limply.

276. Substitution

The house elder was in pain, and he retreated continuously. He opened his mouth and subconsciously screamed out.

But the leader of the Hel Cult was obviously also a professional killer. After the first knife fell, the second knife had already slashed towards the elder's neck.

call!

At the critical moment, the internal affairs elder's body directly erupted with peak magic power that had never erupted in his life. Raging flames erupted from his body like a spring, forming a substantial flame on the body surface. The sudden high temperature made the leader's The movement couldn't help but slow down a bit, which also bought the house elders time to retreat backwards.

However, when the elder who had lost an arm stumbled back, a figure suddenly appeared behind him, and the elder directly bumped into the latter's sword.

puff!

The sword pierced his heart directly, and even the flames on his body failed to injure the man who appeared behind him, and his clothes were not burned.

The elder fell softly to the ground. From his perspective, he could see that the clan members who were not dead were dragged into the room, and then walked out as if nothing was wrong, and looked at him from a distance.

This was the last horrific scene he saw in this world, and he was so frightened that he didn't even have time to send news of the family crisis to the old patriarch.

Soon, the last trace of breath in his body quietly dissipated, and he became the most dignified person in the Skartu family to die at night.

"Ok?"

After the aura of the house elder disappeared, the old patriarch's brows suddenly frowned.

At this time, he didn't know what was going on downstairs, but he always felt that the situation in the family tonight was a bit strange.

After settling the sleeping elders, he walked down the stairs alone.

When he came to the stairway, he did not go down directly like the house elder. Instead, he took off the mask in front of his nose and smelled the psychedelic fragrance in the air, and found that the smell had become much lighter.

The smell of this strange and special aromatherapy disappears quickly. The inventor himself is an expert in assassination. This kind of aromatherapy has always been popular among some people because of its wide range of uses. However, it is expressly prohibited in the magic city. Ordinary people buy and use this kind of aromatherapy, but vendors in the city cannot make and sell this kind of aromatherapy themselves.

In other words, it is impossible for anyone in the Skatu family to have such a thing, so the fact that they could smell the fragrance before only means one thing, the family is likely to be attacked.

Thinking of this, the old patriarch became a little anxious, but after all, he was a very shrewd person, so he did not rush downstairs to check on other members of the family. Instead, after realizing this, he immediately turned around and went upstairs. The button of the signal transmitting device was pressed on the top floor of the mansion.

This button is an alarm device previously distributed by the alliance to each of its franchised families. As long as this device is pressed, the alarm will be transmitted directly to the alliance's headquarters within a few seconds. It will not take long for the alliance to send someone over to check the situation.

After pressing the button, the old patriarch also took a deep breath, quickened his pace and walked downstairs.

However, what he saw downstairs was different from what the house elders saw. Although it was already late at night, clan members could still be seen walking around on other floors of the family. It was abnormal at this point that cleaning should not be done. The ground was dragged up.

Seeing him walking down, the house elder came over from the side and said with a smile: "Don't worry, Patriarch. The rest of the family is fine. Who was playing a prank just now? Everyone can't sleep well now." .”

"Well...it's fine." The old patriarch looked around. Although he promised so, he still felt something was very wrong in his heart.

The house elder didn't say anything, so the old patriarch raised his chin and said, "Haman, take me to the family ceremonial hall."

"Ok."

House elder Haman agreed and walked in front, while the old patriarch followed behind.

But before he took a few steps, the old patriarch stopped and looked at Haman in disbelief. Haman also turned around, looked at him with some doubts, and asked: "What's wrong, patriarch? I don't want to." Have you gone?"

The old patriarch was shocked for a while and then came back to his senses. He frowned slightly, looked at the family members who were spending time together day and night, and asked: "Haman, isn't your leg already healed? Why are you still lame now?" What do the legs look like?”

"And, your magical aura..."

A person may be able to disguise himself as someone else through some means, but there is no way to disguise the magical aura.

Haman was about to explain something, but seeing that the old patriarch's face was getting worse and worse, he was too lazy to explain anything.

Soon, there was a burst of neat footsteps behind the old patriarch. He hurriedly turned around and saw the other members of the family quickly standing in a neat row behind him, and everyone seemed to have a look on their face. There is a layer of gloom hanging over it.

This layer of haze makes everyone's appearance look extremely unreal at this moment.

The old patriarch thought of a certain possibility, but this possibility only appeared for a second and was immediately dismissed by doubts. No matter how calm the old patriarch was, he really couldn't afford to have the strange mentality of doubting his family.

But the more this happened, the more he fell into the psychological tactics used by the Hull Cult.

The leader of the Hel Cult, who seemed to have the overall situation under control, naturally came out to greet the old patriarch in person. You never knew where she was hiding just now. She could always appear in every corner of the house casually, as if she was completely connected to this family. The houses seem to be integrated into one.

"Clan leader of the Scato family, hello, dear Marquis Flissmann."

Flisman looked at the woman in front of him. Naturally, he didn't know who she was, so he asked: "Who are you and why do you appear here? What is going on with my people?"

The leader smiled softly and said, "Look at how lucky you are that you still have to come out to take charge of family affairs at this age. There are some things you'd better not know. I'm afraid your heart won't be able to bear it."

"Stop talking nonsense, where are the members of our family? Where did you hide them?"

The leader said without feeling strange at all: "Aren't these all your tribesmen? Including me, we will soon become your tribesmen."

"What do you mean?"

The leader sighed softly and nodded towards Haman, so Flisman looked over and saw that Haman's whole body started to smoke.

Haman, who was still fine at first, disappeared directly after a burst of clouds and mist, and turned into another person. It was obvious that the current Haman was completely disguised by someone else.

Folios was dumbfounded and couldn't say a word for a long time.

And the Hel cultist also very wisely disguised himself again. This is a way of extracting the soul from the original owner's body and disguising it. It is a very strange magic. This is why this kind of disguise must directly kill the original owner. direct cause of death.

And in order to ensure the "freshness" of the soul, the original owner naturally kills as quickly as possible, so that the soul will not be lost.

277.Critical period of integration

It wasn't until all these characteristics were displayed to the old patriarch Flisman that he finally remembered the origins of these evil ghosts in human skin that appeared in front of him.

When he was still young, there were terrifying legends about the Hel Cult in the entire Demonic City. At that time, with the Xiao Dynasty’s reckless and costly attack on the Hel Cult, this terrifying and dark cult once The practice came to the political stage and became the deepest fear of everyone living in the magical city of that era.

You never know when your neighbor or your family member will be replaced. This kind of cult organization will infiltrate its power into some powerful family forces without anyone noticing. Through continuous infiltration, In this way, we can completely replace the original members of this family and stabilize our own power while enjoying the political status of this family.

Flisman never expected that the horrific legends he heard in his childhood would now appear in the family he runs.

Looking at the people in front of him who looked exactly like the family members he lived with day and night, Flisman felt pain and powerlessness in his heart.

I'm afraid there aren't many people alive in the family except him now.

But even so...

boom!

Powerful magic power burst out from Flisman's body without any warning. Once the magic power appeared, it immediately made the surrounding area look like a sea of ​​flames.

The leader was also caught off guard by this, but she was strong after all, and the flames only circled in front of her for a while and then disappeared immediately.

As a true master of the Skatu family, Flisman was still able to fight with the help of drugs even though his energy was almost exhausted in the battle with Jingchen.