MTL - Carefree Path of Dreams-v2 Chapter 1143 Dark night

"The returning soul has both powerful power and it is still a living thing. It also needs to eat... This is not a fault..."

Simon is very clear about this: "In modern society, once a body appears, or a dead body is resurrected, it will immediately lead to a severe investigation by the police station... but the souls are different, if I let go of the restrictions, they look like A group of mentally retarded or idiots... In any case, it’s not death... A group of tramps have become idiots, and I’m afraid I won’t notice it in the community? After all, what is the difference between mentally retarded and dangerous in the trash can? Convenient to hide..."

Even some high-order returning corpses are trained and look like tall, whispering guards, which saves a lot of trouble.

"And... According to Voodoo, the returning soul is very effective against many curses and sorcerers... because that spell will only work for the living, and if I enslave the body, it will only pass through the body. Still acting on me! And the returning soul can block it!"

Simon muttered excitedly and took out the casting material:

A piece of oatmeal bread, a handful of white salt, and a few bottles and cans.

"I will give strength...to my servant!"

Simon began to sing the curse, and in the flash of the fire and the moonlight, this scene is even more horrible.

He cut a piece of oatmeal bread and sprinkled with white salt: "May the salt cleanse your soul, and the crop will strengthen your body..."

Immediately, Simon dropped a few drops of the juice of the mandala flower on it, forcibly stuffed it into the mouth of the tramp in front of him, constantly cursing the text, and massaged the other's throat and other parts to ensure that the bread was swallowed.

After a while, the body of the tramp that was cursed violently twitched and kept rolling his eyes.

"Dark, I pray to you, make my servant strong!"

"Dark, I beg you, let my servant not be afraid of pain!"

......

In Nietzsche’s gaze, the tramp’s blasting sound, which stood up and smashed, smashed the upper body’s clothes, showing pale and strong muscles, a lot of blood vessels and muscles squirming, looking terrible. .

The entire camp suddenly became silent.

At this time, he discovered that the people around him, regardless of men and women, had already passed out in the past, still awake, only he was alone.

Finally, the unbearable curse stopped, and the tramp that had fallen to the ground had become a big man with two meters tall and no expression.

"Haha... my servant, I will give you the name... Alank!"

When Simon saw this scene, he couldn't help laughing.

In the voodoo ritual, it is an important sign to get started.

At this time, he can already be regarded as a genuine Voodoo wizard. This speed is incredible!

"I really is the genius of occult..."

Simon thought with smugness, and did not consider the possibility of black hands behind the scenes. At this moment, suddenly his eyes turned and he stared at Nietzsche.

"not good!"

Nietzsche subconsciously left his heart and closed his eyes.

Unfortunately, it is too late.

"Catch him up, Alank!"

With the screams of Simon, Nietzsche only felt that two iron tongs were scratching his shoulders and lifted himself up.

He opened his eyes and looked at Simon in front of him, trying to make the voice of the paralyzed tongue sound.

"It’s just waking up, I haven’t recovered my ability yet? I’m too high to see you...” Simon’s finger was a little on Nietz’s neck. The teenager immediately found out that he had resumed his ability to speak: “We... the grocery store in Javier’s old man’s house I have seen one side..."

"Yes, I have a slight impression, but what about it?" Simon embraced his hands and sneered.

"..." Nietzsche was speechless. Indeed, he only saw one side, and he was not a student taught by the same teacher. The other party really had no reason to let him go.

"It's a pity..." Simon is a little different in his look: "You can stay awake under my spell, indicating that you are also a person with 'qualification', maybe you can become a wizard like me, just make it. It’s a pity to return to the soul corpse..."

Nietzsche’s eyes suddenly lit up as if he had seen hope.

"If you refine it into a "worry", it may be more suitable for you with such a high spirit... Unfortunately, I don't have this ability now..."

The next moment, when Simon said, he would drop Nietzsche into the abyss.

"and so……"

Simon picked up a piece of processed bread: "Eat it!"

"Hey!"

Nietzsche clenched his teeth and resisted desperately.

"What a... Alank, give me his mouth!"

Simon was in a hurry and gave orders to the returning soul. At the next moment, Nietzsche felt a huge force coming. He opened his mouth and put **** in. He bit his teeth and felt as if he was biting in the tough. On the rubber, there is no expression on the opposite body.

"Haha... this is fate!"

Simon saw this scene and smiled smugly: "When the opportunity came, I firmly grasped it, so I have the power...and you can only humble on the ground..."

Nietzsche looked at the bread that was getting closer and closer, and he could not help but shed tears.

He never thought that his life would end in such a form.

It’s not a ridiculous way to catch up with the cultists!

Hey!

However, the next moment, Simon suddenly turned his head and looked at the darkness outside the camp: "Who is this?"

Nietzsche looked at him in the eyes of his eyes, and his eyes suddenly widened.

Dozens of scarlet eyes flicker in the dark, keep coming closer, and slowly get out of the darkness.

It was a dozen ghouls with a face-faced face, half a squat on the ground, like a beast, surrounded by the front.

"Ghoul? It is a ghoul that attacks the tramp!"

Nietzsche understood what he said for a moment: "The recent disappearances of the tramp are all done by them?"

Obviously, a wanderer camp is also a piece of fat for ghouls.

Tonight, they used this as a hunting ground, but unexpectedly delayed the time of Nietzsche’s death.

Hey! Hey!

Some of them are hunched with their backs, others are walking, others are on the ground, like a beast. At this time, they enter the home of the tramp and immediately eat it.

The tramps who are still paralyzed and sleepy have not had any resistance at all, and they have become food under their mouths.

The blood splashed and the internal organs flew, and the entire camp instantly became a slaughterhouse.

"Damn... this was originally my prey..."

Simon whispered in resentment and manipulated Alanke to retreat.

A few ghouls looked up, and the bones and internal organs in their mouths continued to drip blood, slowly surrounding them.

Simon took a deep breath and recited a spell:

"When the electric light is rolling, the thunder is loud,

Let me calm down, give me courage,

When the electric light is thundering,

The light from the evening prayer makes me feel at ease

Go away, the evil ghoul, and leave with you..."

A few ghouls have stagnated, some awkward, and began to slowly retreat.

But more ghouls heard the movement and joined in.

Nietzsche was almost instantaneous, and saw the cold sweat that Simon’s forehead slipped down.

Obviously, it is OK to use Simon's shallow protective curse to deal with one or two ghouls.

More than a dozen ghouls are constantly approaching, and they are constantly being forced back, and Simon's face is getting paler.

When Simon saw this, the spell in his mouth did not dare to stop. He knew that as soon as he stopped, he would be torn into pieces immediately, and a returning soul could not save him.

And so stalemate, in the end he will certainly be the first to lose because of lack of physical strength.

The scene is almost in a dead end!

Nietzsche looked at this scene and was equally nervous.

Surrounded by more than a dozen ghouls, it was much more exciting than being surrounded by more than a dozen tigers, and he also saw that Simon had nothing to do.

I don't know how long the past sounds, Simon's voice is getting deeper and the ghouls are getting closer. Nietzsche can almost clearly see the mucus falling on the bright red tongue and falling on the ground.

boom!

The gunshots rang!

A ghoul fell down, his head blasted, and the black-red blood flowed out.

Hey!

The gunshots followed one after another, and the ghouls seemed to be greatly frightened, fleeing around, speeding fast, disappearing into the darkness and disappearing.

"Are you all right?"

Two figures rushed out, and it was a second-level investigator Ryan, and a trainee inspector Vivian.

"You protect the scene, I am going to chase!"

Ryan was so fast that he rushed into the darkness and heard several shots from time to time.

And Vivienne stared at Nietzsche with suspicious eyes: "Is it you?! And you, who are you? Don't deny, I see your stalemate with those monsters!"

‘In other words, she only saw this last point? ’

Nietzsche thought in his heart.

In Simon's eyes, he revealed the fierce light and blinked Alanke next to him.

‘No, he wants to attack Miss Vivian with the soul of the soul, and take the opportunity to escape! When Nietzsche grasped this idea accurately, he would open the police.

"An extraordinary person, wild!"

The low voice rang from the side, and Ryan went back and returned, licking what was in front of the ghoul's body.

Seeing this scene, Simon seems to have measured the pros and cons and did not continue to take risks.

"Extraordinary, there is this monster? What the **** is it?"

Vivienne was pale and unbelievable.

"Yes, this is the work of our Federal Investigation Office!" Ryan used a scorpion to clip a silver warhead out of the ghoul's head: "The wild extraordinary person over there, I announced that you were requisitioned. Be prepared to go with me to chase ghouls!"

"This... really a ghoul!"

Vivienne is incoherent: "How is this possible? I mean... How can they be active in the city of Kimbert?"

"It's very simple. I just got there through the sewer pipe... and planted a tracker on the legs of a ghoul..."

Ryan looked up and smiled brightly: "The next step is to clear their nests in one fell swoop!"

Https:

Genius one second to remember the address of this station: . :m.