Mythology Rebooted-Chapter 72 - 66 Elemental Collapse Forbidden Magic Domain_2

72: Chapter 66 Elemental Collapse, Forbidden Magic Domain_2

72 -66 Elemental Collapse, Forbidden Magic Domain_2

There was nothing in front of the car, no deformation marks on the hood, just water, and it hadn’t hit anything.

Perry was greatly puzzled and returned to the driver’s seat to restart the vehicle.

Just then, a chilly breath approached, and a cold hand pressed onto Perry’s neck, whose eyes narrowed sharply as someone had slipped into the back seat of the sedan without his noticing.

Who was it?

Coincidence or a premeditated act?

It had to be a coincidence, he only left the house after receiving a phone call, and had no itinerary planned for the evening.

But the movements were too skilled to be those of an ordinary robber.

In an instant, Perry thought of many things.

He obscured his movements with his body, slipped his hand into his chest pocket, and feigned calm as he said, “Buddy, I know the drill, I’ll cooperate and give you the money, just please let me go.

I won’t call the cops.”

“It’s me…”

A faint voice came with a hint of mockery, causing Perry to break out in goosebumps.

He turned abruptly to look at the rearview mirror, and on the back seat, where light and dark interlaced, he saw a lifeless, pallid face.

His good brother whom he had personally killed had come back.

The horrific scene was beyond Perry’s comprehension; the icy hand gripped his neck, suffocating him.

He tried to stay calm, but it was futile as he trembled, “Bo, you’re back, you…

you’re not dead, that’s…

that’s great.”

Please let it be that you’re still alive.

“As you see, I’m already dead.

The water in the Themes River is very cold, especially at the bottom.

Whether it’s winter or summer, it’s too frigid for me to rest.”

Ah Bo leaned forward, his upper body closer to Perry’s terrified face: “So I came for you, to accompany me down there; maybe it’ll be warmer with two.”

A gun fired with a bang.

Overwhelmed with shock, Perry directly shot at the head beside him.

As he stared in horror, Ah Bo’s face didn’t bleed, the twisted flesh of the bullet hole retracting and healing.

The face of the dead remained impassive: “Useless, you poured the concrete with your own hands, remember?”

The intense feeling of suffocation spread throughout his body, Perry kept pulling the trigger, emptying the magazine in one go.

Right before he passed out, he seemed to hear something.

“I am not like you, I won’t kill the memories of childhood.

The law will punish you…”

“Tell your master, this case isn’t closed.

I’ll keep investigating until all of you are brought to justice.”

————

Meanwhile, elsewhere.

Wayne rode upon an Undead Warhorse, helped by Ah Bin, and maneuvered through the dense fog so thick that it hid everything from sight.

Unless face-to-face, even when walking shoulder to shoulder with passersby, they could not see him.

At the moment, Wayne was in the West District of Lundan.

When it came to the West District, he immediately thought of the Sun Goddess Devotee’s den, that gym run by a bunch of wrestling queers.

Speaking of the gym, Wayne’s thoughts wandered off as he stepped on a watermelon rind, remembering the leering, beefy trainers, especially the chief one named Chicken.

The old man took advantage of the young’s respect for the elderly, and mercilessly bullied him.

Veronica was there at the time, and Wayne didn’t want to lose face in front of her, so he laughed it off.

Now with a chance at hand, should he pose as a Death Knight and get himself a gym membership?

“Wait, why do I want a queer on a late night; isn’t Veronica lovely?”

As soon as he thought of Magician Girl, his skeletal frame perked up.

Three months apart made Wayne miss them.

He continued his soul-searching as to whose delicate touch he remembered.

The skeleton reached out into thin air, grasping at nothing.

Right, and that stupid Snowy Owl, he wondered if Veronica hadn’t killed it by now after three months.

Suddenly, Wayne realized a problem.

A Death Knight is a minion of the Goddess of Death, and the Goddess of Death and the Dark Goddess are allies—sworn enemies of the nature, sun, and moonlight Goddesses.

By wearing a Death Knight’s vest, he had positioned himself against Magician Girl and her teacher.

Wayne: (≖ꇴ≖✧)

Quite intriguing, indeed.

“Hold on, stop at the subway station ahead.”

“Why, Master?

Do you think I am less comfortable than the subway?”

“Mhm, you’re all bones, sitting on you is uncomfortable.”

“But Master, you’re all bones too!”

“Silence, don’t talk back to me.”

…

At the subway station entrance, Wayne, with Ah Bin’s cover, concealed himself in the mist and snuck into the tunnel.

The subway had stopped running, and the tunnel was pitch black and eerily quiet; there was no light, but also no fog, and it was full of Four Elements seeking refuge.

“Brilliant!”

He had found a perfect place to train.

Contented, Wayne found a maintenance corridor to sit in, opened his arms wide to welcome the Four Elements that came to him, and suddenly had an idea: if the subway tunnels had an accumulation of Four Elements, wouldn’t the sewers be the same?

The Lando Family with all their wealth, could it be that like Enrold Town, they too had a secret sewer system for family members’ use?

“Thinking of the Butler again, if only he were here.”

————

Dawn broke.

The sun rose as usual, the fog cleared as if by agreement, and the docks came to life as cargo ships flanked by seagulls docked at shore.

Lundan Town’s streets were bustling once more.

Not just ordinary people were busy; mages too were abuzz.

Though the appearance of the Death Knight had not made the newspapers, becoming a new urban myth, it was the talk of the town in Lundan’s magical circles.

Hefei felt as if she had a huge weight on her mind.

She just made an offhand remark, not expecting the Death Knight would really come to Lundan.

Following a phone call the previous night, she hadn’t even left work but started an overnight shift.

The good news: no need to remove makeup and reapply, saving a lot of time.

The bad news: eyewitnesses were adamant; the Death Knight was real, so there was no need to remove makeup today either.