Shadow Apostle

"Qiang."

The crisp sound of drawing a sword resounded throughout the cafe.

Facing the hordes of mysterious aliens, Monica unsheathed her stabbing sword.

With the sword standing in front of her, Ms. Veronica shook her cloak, bowed slightly to the alien and the humanoid in the center, and while straightening her body, she rushed towards the monster.

"Ho~~"

The four aliens surrounding Monica looked up to the sky and roared. The two in front spread their forelimbs and hugged Monica like humans.

The claws are not sharp, but the roots are thick and powerful, and the grip is strong. Coupled with the forelimbs with bulging muscles, once they are hugged by them, breaking free may become a luxury.

The two bodies behind them twisted violently, and their tails covered with hooks popped out at high speed with a sound of breaking through the air. The hard tips were like bullets, screaming to fill the gap between the two similar creatures.

Monica, who was charging forward, suddenly made a light turn, her feet seemed to be performing elegant dance steps, cleverly getting out of the way of the two tails that were shooting towards her at high speed, and then she bent down and got under the armpits of the two aliens that were rushing towards her. passed and appeared among the four monsters.

"Characteristics, Judgment."

The voice was obviously distorted, but for some reason, everyone could understand her.

Everyone seemed to hear a solemn hymn in their ears.

"Holy, holy, the judgment is coming from heaven, and there will be no escape for all sins in this world."

The next moment, Monica drew her sword.

"Crime one, playing with life. Crime two, inciting killing. Crime three, trying to resist arrest."

"Penalty, death."

There was a scream as the air was torn apart, Monica loudly pronounced her verdict and slashed with her sword.

The moment she drew her sword, her momentum seemed to soar infinitely, and the bright sword light was like a thunderbolt that wanted to destroy everything.

The bodies of the four aliens seemed to have turned into illusions, without any hindrance to the stabbing sword. The stabbing sword passed over the alien bodies, turned around, and accurately returned to the scabbard.

On the alien and filthy skin, a white line appeared out of thin air where the sword blade touched, and then disgusting black mucus gushes out from the white line.

The crack formed by the white line grew larger and larger, and finally the bodies of the four mysterious aliens neatly split into two halves, falling to the ground and turning into four corpses.

Monica flicked her long hair, nimbly passed over the freshly baked corpse, pressed her hand on the hilt of the sword, and continued to rush towards the floating human figure.

"Hehehehe, keep working hard, there are still four minutes and five seconds left."

The humanoid figure made of mist laughed more and more crazily. It made a motion of clapping its hands, and ripples appeared in the surrounding space again. At the same time, the corpses on the ground disappeared out of thin air. Then, more of the same species howled from the ripples. Climbed out.

"It's a pity that your efforts are meaningless. There are more of them. If you don't hurry up, the game will be over soon, hehehe. I'll be waiting for you here to encourage you. You must do it. Persevere until the last moment and find a way out."

"okay."

A distorted and strange voice suddenly sounded from the table behind the humanoids and aliens.

At the table where six aliens were guarding, a hand stretched out from the shadow of the table and picked up the only coffee cup on the table.

The liquid in the coffee cup was half full, but no one could be seen.

"Sir, your coffee is ready. Would you like some sugar and milk?"

No one could figure out the meaning of the weird sound, but the sudden change made everyone turn their attention. Even the strange humanoids and the large group of mysterious aliens subconsciously turned their heads to look at the table.

Horst, who emerged from the shadows, had already picked up the coffee cup and showed a businesslike smile to the humanoid.

"This is your coffee, Sheng Hui... Thirty Mila." As he said this, Horst waved his hand hard, knocked the coffee cup on the table, and smashed the porcelain cup into pieces, "Oh, I'm sorry. , my hand slipped."

"No...the game isn't over yet!"

The strange human figure let out a shrill roar, and at the same time, countless dense cracks seemed to suddenly appear in the entire space of the cafe.

The next moment, the cracked space suddenly shattered like a broken mirror. Countless fragments shot out in all directions and exploded to pieces in the air.

Everyone felt that their eyes suddenly brightened.

It was completely white and nothing could be seen clearly. All he knew was that he had knocked over a large piece of furniture and plunged the surrounding area into chaos.

Reluctantly enduring the pain, I opened my eyes and saw the same cafe.

It was just that the surrounding lights were bright, which was what Horst had prepared for before.

Is this back?

A group of people looked at each other, and then they noticed that the mist that had always shrouded everyone else had completely dispersed, and they could see each other's faces clearly and hear other people's voices clearly. People were a little dazed at first, and then He couldn't help but cheer and cry with joy.

Horst continued to smash the cup, looking at his hands in a daze.

Whether it was the mysterious alien or the weird humanoid B-235, even the broken cup in his hand had disappeared out of thin air. It seemed that he was back to the state he was in not long ago. Monica's familiar face was simply In front of him, he was convinced that everything was not just a dream.

He has a tall figure, long flaxen hair, a blue-black trench coat over a men's formal suit, and a men's top hat on his head, which is very similar to Horst's own attire.

Looking at Monica, Horst gradually showed a smile, raised his hat and bowed slightly: "Welcome back, Monica."

"I owe you another favor." Monica raised her fist and touched Horst's hand in the air. "I didn't expect that you would become an awakened one after not seeing each other for just one day. The initial solution to this incident is all thanks to Your efforts. Don’t worry, no matter how K tries to trick you, things must be done fairly. I will apply for a grant tomorrow to compensate you for your efforts.”

"Huh? Wait, initial solution?" Horst was stunned, "Is there still trouble later?"

"If it's B-235, I'm afraid the trouble will be far more..."

"Ah~~"

The crying survivors finally came to their senses. As long as they were not tied up, they immediately burst into a burst of exclamations and rushed out of the cafe in panic.

Neither Horst nor Monica made any attempt to stop them, and allowed them to push the door open and escape. There were police posted outside all the time, and these people could not run far.

But suddenly, in the night outside the door, there was a rush of running and shouting, and through the window, you could see the messy and swaying lights outside the window.

The two of them were feeling confused when suddenly there was a bang, and several windows of the cafe were smashed open at the same time. Several sturdy men in black civilian clothes broke in through the windows. Before they even landed, their guns were pointed at the people inside.

"Don't move, don't move, police."

Amidst noisy and fierce shouting, the door of the cafe was opened again.

Behind the muzzles of countless dark holes, a man walked in.

"Mr. Horst Drom." Before he could fully enter the door, the man shouted, "You are under arrest."