Whispering Poems

Whispering Poems Chapter 632

2022-01-30

Chapter 630 Prophecy of Death
Shade knew he had found a place.

The chains outside the broom room are slumped, and it looks like someone has opened it, but the door is closed. Shade tried to pull, and the thin wooden door was immediately pulled open by a gap.

Subconsciously, he reached for the revolver at his waist, but after hesitating, he reached for the Rhodes card in his pocket. This was a school after all, and Shade didn't want to shoot too loudly. And the bullet doesn't turn, but his Rhodes card can even draw the trace of a five-pointed star in the air.

Looking left and right, while no one was paying attention, Shade dodged into the broom room. Probably because the mop is often put in without drying, there is a lot of moisture in the interior space, and the overall area is about the same as Shade's cloakroom. . .

Shade held his breath and tried to slow down to prevent Henry Wahl's Chamber of Secrets behind the wall.

Not touching the gas light switch on the wall, Shade squinted to see in the dark, then watched the blood-colored halo disappear straight into the deepest wall of the broomroom.

There are shelves in front of the left and right walls, and longer brooms and mops in front of the wall where the red halo disappears. The wall where the halo disappeared was the only wall without anything on it.

"Is there a secret channel? But where is the mechanism?"

But if there is a mechanism, it will definitely make a loud noise, so Shade uses a simple method:

"The light of Felianna's Demoness!"

The golden rays of light lit up on the right palm, and then Shade's right hand slid into it like a scorching poker into an ice cube. The stone wall in front of him, the front end of his arm had just entered the wall, when he vaguely heard voices coming from behind.

"Very good."

He pulled his arms back, then leaned on the wall, pointed his ears at the hole that almost penetrated the stone wall, and listened The following voice:

"Praise death."

It was a prayer, because the sound was distorted through a stone wall, so it was impossible to tell who it was. But Shade at least discerned that the sound was coming from far behind, not just across a wall.

So, he held up a finger to the hole, melting his finger through the final wall. Lying on the back of the hole, looking towards the back, after confirming that the back is a narrow passage, it completely melted a gap that was enough for him to pass his body sideways, and then used [Breath of Time] to restore the wall to its original state.

"Is there any trace of the element?"

[No. ]

The passage behind the wall is flanked by grey stone brick walls. Five or six steps forward is an iron door, the halo of red leads there, and the voice of prayer comes from there. At the same time, Shade also smelled a stench, which is the smell of the decayed body material:

"I hope the scene I will see later will not affect my appetite for dinner."

I thought about the image of Xiaomia, and let the cat lie on the windowsill with its front paws basking in the sun and take a nap, diluting the image of the disgusting picture in my head. Shade controlled the footsteps, noting the continuity of the prayers, and approached the iron gate.

Put your hand on the door, if the 【Key of the Door】is invalid, it means the door is not locked. After confirming that there were still no traces of the element, he closed his eyes and imagined the source of the prayer voice in the space behind the door. Holding the cards in the left hand, the right hand took out the revolver that he did not intend to use, opened his eyes, took two steps back and slammed the door open:

"No one is allowed to move!"

He slammed open the door and pointed the gun at the youngster who was kneeling on the ground, seemingly praying to the bronze jar in front of him.

He was wearing a black robe, and the bronze jar was suspended in the air by several iron cables. Below was a small coal-burning stove for heating in the countryside. The stench came from the bronze jar. It seems there is a vent here, otherwise he would have been gas poisoned.

The candle standing on the ground is the light source in the secret room, Henry Wahl stopped praying, stood up in silence, then turned and looked towards the detective with the gun behind him. The space here is a bit bigger than the broom room outside, but there isn't much here except for Captain Radees lying by the wall, and the bookshelves and desk by the wall.

"You found me?"

He asked, staring at the muzzle.

Shade glanced at the bronze pot:

"What are you cooking?"

youngster smiled:
"What do you think? "

"You did the serial murders in the city?"

"Yes."

He actually admitted it."

"Why? Don't tell me you have a country fiancee who is seriously ill or dead and you want to keep her alive this way."

Shade looked towards each other His eyes, Henry Wahl was indeed the ordinary person, and the scene in front of him that resembled a ceremony did not have any power at all. But the kind of indifference to life that this man is showing now, and the attitude of not panicking, let Shade understand that this guy is probably a lunatic.

Speaking of which, the evil things he has seen in this world around the warlocks seem to be less evil than the ordinary person. This is probably because the outsiders still see too little of the world.

"No, no, I wouldn't take such a risk for other people's lives."

Henry Wahl glanced back and looked towards the jar for cooking:

"I'm going to die, a brain disease, but I can't die."

"Why?"

"It's not obvious How can someone like me who is destined to be a major event die so young?"

Shade thought that the other party was a lunatic, but didn't expect the other party to be so shameless.

“So you think that your life is more important than other people’s life? It’s very valuable to use other people’s life to extend your life?”

Shade asked, The youngster in the black robe looked towards him unexpectedly:
"Oh, you actually understand this?
Yes, I was introduced a month ago and met a very magical boy, he can accurately Predicting how and when a person will die. The boy told me that I will die this winter in the First Stage snow due to brain disease. So, I spent a lot of money on ancient documents and translated and got this lifespan I have always believed that I can control my own destiny."

"Well, you don't need to say so in detail."

"No, no, I have already said these words. After holding it for a long time, I could only tell it in the diary in the past, and then I told the corpse who contributed my life, and now I can finally tell the living.”

Shade confirmed that the other party is a lunatic:

"Is the captain's gun in your hand? I'm guessing it's in the sleeve of your robe. Now stretch out your hands and raise them above your head. I count"

Henry Wahl pointed his gun at Shade , and Shade, who had been prepared for a long time, flew out the left-hand card at the moment when the opponent raised his gun.

He didn't keep his hand, and the card in his hand directly cut off the finger that wanted to pull the trigger. Because of the speed, Henry Wahl didn't realize his finger was missing until he pulled the trigger several times but failed to fire the bullet.

"Ah~"

Just as the screams came out, Shade, who strode forward, punched him in the face:

"Spirit Burst!"

Spirit Burst judges the formidable power according to the opponent's mental strength, and the closer the hand is to the opponent's head, the greater the formidable power.

With one blow, Henry Wahl's head didn't explode like a watermelon. He seemed to have been hit by a huge passive-energy cannonball. He flew backwards instantly, and the back of his head hit the bronze. After making a "dong" sound on the can, his body slipped softly to the ground, and he passed out completely.

Shade shook his hand in disgust, and found that under the candlelight, the other party's eyes, nose, ears and mouth were bleeding. Although he was still breathing, he would never wake up again.

"It turns out that [Spirit Burst] has such a strong effect when used on an ordinary person."

[This time, I'm really ruthless. 】

"She" lightly said with a smile in her ear.

"Anyway, he said he has a diary, so I don't need to ask for more details. And this kind of person, what do I keep him for?"

Shade asked, Pulling Captain Radeth's pistol out of the opponent's hand, he put the broken-fingered hand into the hearth of the hearth under the bronze jar. After burning for a while, the hand was pulled out.

On the one hand, it is to confirm whether the other party is really in a coma, and on the other hand, it is to cover up the injury of the finger being instantly cut off by a sharp weapon. He was still thinking of exchanging the prisoner's body for the reward.

In the end, I looked towards the Evil Spirit who was "lying" behind the youngster. She became more transparent, and the pale green Spirit Physique also dimmed a little:

"You can leave now."

He stared at the soul and said, his right hand drew a vertical line in the air, and then the black trace left by his fingertip expanded into a dark crack. After this hole, the extreme cold and the light of the dark moon penetrated, and behind it was the Land of Death.

The soul of Midhill Fort will be sucked away by the [Little Space], so Shade opened the door to the real death's door, so that this pitiful person can leave directly.

It seems to be affected by the black wind blowing from the Land of Death, the pale green light gradually faded from the body of Evil Spirit, who was not powerful at all.

It gradually recovered to the appearance of a normal human female, with a slightly green face lowered, looked at his hands blankly, looked at Henry Wahl on the ground, and then looked at him again. Looking at the young detective in front of him:
"Thank you."

Bowing slightly to Shade, she turned into a white rays of light and entered death.

The entrance of the cave disappeared, Shade relaxed:
"I did another good deed, I can reward myself for taking Mia to eat something good tonight."

He thought to himself He was about to check the situation of the captain who was tied up, but suddenly stopped:

"Wait a minute, Henry Wahl was hit hard by my [Spirit Burst], and the back of the head was hit again just now. On the heavy object. He must not be able to wake up. Judging from this kind of injury, he is likely to die completely this winter due to brain death."

【So what? ]

"She" was chuckling.

"Although there was a problem with the formula Henry Wahl bought, the so-called 'boy who predicted death' was right. He did die in winter because of a brain disease. But not because of his original brain.

I'm sick, but because I thought I had a sick head, I killed people randomly, so I was caught by me."

Shade narrowed his eyes slightly, predicting exactly when and how he would go to the end, but even Augustus Priest provided that Mystic Art can't do.

"Midhills, there is actually a prophet who can predict death? It seems that I need to pay attention to this."

[There is a very interesting idea. ]

"What?"

"She" chuckled, as if opening her lips in Shade's ear at the moment:

[The other party predicts Henry Vaal died in this winter's First Stage Snow]

"That's it."

Shade looked towards youngster, who collapsed by the fire.

[Then, do you want to try--kill him now. ]

PS: This chapter was not updated on time, but was blocked by the website. The author made a slight modification before it was released.