Why do you want to call me

The middle-aged man was slightly startled, and then he looked at the figure of the guard.

But it turned out that she didn't seem to have escaped very far.

It's as if the time I spent in that red space wasn't counted.

But its words still echoed in his ears.

His family is still waiting for him...

There was a fierce look in his eyes, and the pace of his new steps became faster and faster.

It's just that he didn't notice that there was a transparent silk thread on the back of his head, which seemed to be getting more and more solid.

The guard is now in the soil, moving directly upwards.

She frowned slightly, and found that the strange breath followed closely behind her.

The guard sensed a terrifying aura from above, and it was definitely not something he could provoke.

Could it be a sacred object of some religious order?

This rotten breath...

The moment she was about to reach the ground, she suddenly found that there was a red mist around her body releasing mysterious fluctuations.

Soon the world in the guard's eyes was turned upside down, and her sense of direction became disoriented.

In the stunned look, the guard's position changed immediately.

The ferocious face of a middle-aged man appeared in front of him.

Damn!

It's disorientation!

A spell that can only be used by a high-level warlock.

But no matter how the guards looked at him, he didn't feel like a character that could be used.

I searched for everything I could use, but there was nothing to escape.

The surroundings were already surrounded by red mist, and a decaying aura was greedily peeking at him.

The guard suddenly felt that he might not be able to leave here this time.

Could it be that I am about to bid farewell to Her Highness the Princess?

She sighed in her heart, but there should still be a chance.

The mysterious factors in his hands began to mobilize, and his eyes were fixed on the front.

In an instant, countless runes were spread all over the entire underground passage.

They flared up so brightly that they almost blinded the eyes.

The runes began to shatter one after another, exuding extreme heat, and even the space was slightly distorted.

This scope is very large, including herself.

Even though she had prepared all kinds of protection in advance, the extreme temperature still burned her skin, causing red and swollen blisters quickly.

The guard knew that his current appearance was extremely ugly.

Every nerve in her body seemed to be groaning in pain, and she almost fainted from the pain.

However, she still endured the pain and prepared the remaining spells one by one.

Regardless of what happened to the middle-aged man, he just released it according to Mohu's induction.

Soon the passage began to collapse, and countless supporting boulders fell.

They were melted by high temperature and turned into magma, which was buried downward with a bright red color.

The guard took a deep breath, and she felt that the air she breathed was hot, and her lungs were almost cooked.

It didn't look too good over there.

"There's an explosion over here!"

"Someone is fighting!"

A loud voice came from the other side, and the guard's expression brightened.

Taking advantage of this gap, his figure flashed again.

Soon, the people who came over saw only a black shadow flashing past, and fled outwards.

Someone tried to block it, but the next moment he felt a chill down his back.

Looking back, it was a vaguely humanoid creature.

Countless blood mist gushed out, repairing his injuries.

He was a middle-aged man, and he was caught off guard by an area injury, and his health was not feeling well.

The middle-aged man didn't expect that this woman would be so ruthless, regardless of himself.

Seeing that she was about to run away, someone stood in front of her.

In just such a short breathing time, the guards had already escaped a very long distance under the cover of the incoming person.

"Several warlocks who are not yet the morning star..."

The middle-aged man roared in pain.

The healing effect of the blood mist is still very good, but there is still a trace of black substance in it, which slipped into his body silently.

"Since she escaped, let's use you to supplement it!"

The rotten smell is like a meal for a person who has been hungry for a few days.

Not quite as tasty as that escaped morning star though.

But it's enough just to satisfy your hunger.

"Wait, we are noble people!"

"We want to come and talk to the priest of the Twilight Cult!"

One shouted loudly, hoping to get his attention.

But the middle-aged man stared at him indifferently, almost making him unable to breathe.

"Looking for the priest of the Twilight Order?"

"Exactly, I am..."

"What do you want to talk about, I will talk to your corpses later!"

"Thank you for your gift..."

Pity the subordinates of these nobles. After they had interrogated the address of the Twilight Order, they rushed in front of the imperial organization non-stop.

He intends to secretly contact the Twilight Order and cooperate to a certain extent to fight against the royal family.

But whoever thought that his speed was faster than those institutions just hit the gun.

"No, we are not thanking you!"

"Gifts are something more precious, something more precious than us!"

They cried out as they tried to confront the priest of the Order of the Dusk.

But in the end, it was useless, and finally passed through by the rotten breath, and his eyes gradually became confused.

They stopped what they were doing and waited quietly for the red mist to rush up.

Soon there were only a few dry corpses left here.

This made the middle-aged man who was about to eat meat stunned for a moment.

Feeling the quiet Gospel, it turns out that this is cannibalism?

……

"Huhuhu..."

The guard ran to the seat of power in the slum in a panic.

Looking at his own people who had heard the movement, he finally relaxed.

The few people who came out saw a man covered in injuries rushing in, and when they were about to stop, they were stopped by their boss.

The boss has already recognized that this is the person sent by the superior.

He shielded the guard tremblingly, secretly shocked when he saw the injury on her body.

If this injury were placed on a normal person, he would probably have died already.

Then he hurriedly arranged for a doctor to come over, and at the same time wrote a letter and handed it to Christine.

Chapter 270 IX (Two in One) Visit; Control

Candles cast a faint gleam in the dark and lonely room.

Occasionally, through the shaking curtains, a gust of cold wind blows, which seems to be mixed with whispers from the night.

Suddenly a violent explosion resounded through the sky.

Then countless raindrops fell in the dark night outside the window, intertwined in the empty world, like drums, with the power to beat people's hearts.

A few sparrows who were sleeping soundly curled up in a corner suddenly woke up.

They opened their eyes bewilderedly, and the figure that made them kind in their sight was still sitting in place.

It's just that the candles on the candlesticks have been burned by half.

Christine watched from the side as the howling wind rolled up the curtains, and a few pea-sized raindrops were brought in.

The flame on the candle flickered from side to side, then fell into extinction.

She was slightly taken aback, then got up and lit it again.

At this time, she suddenly became a little bit suspicious of the inextinguishable electric lamp, an item that needs to be powered on to light up.

But it shouldn't be out yet.

Or make it yourself...

Even though she thought so in her mind, Christine also knew that she was whimsical.

Because just the principle of why it glows is a little unclear.

It's like a wire connected to the power supply...

But where does electricity come from?

What material is the iron wire?

Christine suddenly discovered something common in her previous life, as if she really couldn't figure it out.

Thinking of this point, she couldn't help being dumb for a moment, and there was a trace of trouble in her black and bright childish hole.

She got up and walked to the window, and was about to close the two panes of glass, but her gaze involuntarily looked into the distance.

There is the direction of the slums, but it is blocked by those tall buildings.

A few drops of cold rain fell on Christine's white face along the gap, and then she faintly felt a little uneasy in her heart.

Is there something wrong with my arrangement?

Could it be the guards?

Christine stood by the window in silence for a long time.

"Rumble..."

A white lightning split the abyss-like sky, countless rays of light shot out, and the sky and the earth were instantly white, outlining the ferocious black shadow on the earth.

At the same time, along with the thunder, there was a slightly hasty knock on the door.

Christine closed the window, and the sound of the rain outside instantly became softer, and the knock on the door became clearer.

"Please come in."