A Weird Theater That Started In London
Chapter 120
My blade glittered with silver.
What spell is this?
When they were stunned behind them, Lu Li thought about what the old man had just subconsciously shouted, and glanced at the sword turn.
Sadu''s sword.
It is made of platinum, silver and other mysterious metals. Cutting back the soul corpse is as simple as cutting candles. If it is not a magic weapon, Lu Li will eat the nail gun in his hand.
Unfortunately, the two owners of Sadu''s sword still exist: Blood ancestor and Abraham.
The former one can be ignored, but the latter one can''t. the old man has fought with evil demons all his life and sacrificed his relatives and loved ones. If he grabs the sword and abduction to study or use it for his own use, it''s too immoral.
At this time, after shooting, Eve put his mobile phone back in his pocket and walked over quickly.
Although it is everyone''s responsibility to care for children, the soul returning corpse is obviously not included. The doctor just frowned and glanced at the headless corpse on the ground, so he took back his sight and turned to Lu Li: "officer, are you okay?"
It''s no ordinary person to play the nail gun like this. Think of his performance on the night of the plane crash.
For a moment, Eve was surprised and uncertain. It was not his paranoia.
Just last night, after secretly dissecting captain Redfern, Jim confessed the truth to himself in front of Nora——
In order to save his wife with advanced cancer, his best partner and friend ignored the order and released the mysterious coffin containing patient No. 0.
The employer is a German.
Because of this, after a series of events, Eve looked like an insider.
"Nothing."
The words fell, and Lu Li shook his head.
Then he noticed that the doctor''s expression was unnatural, as if he were on guard against himself.
Lu Li was speechless.
At this point, trying to solve the problem and killing the blood clan is the key, and the doctor still has the mind to suspect.
Seeing the strange atmosphere, the old man came forward with a sword and a crutch and made a round: "you two, I can see that there are some misunderstandings between you. You need to have a good talk."
"But not now. Let''s solve the last soul returning corpse hiding in this apartment first."
At the foot of a step, Lu Li was too lazy to entangle and turned to the next room.
You can see it from the inside.
Emma, who has become a soul returning corpse, can pose a threat to ordinary people, but she is easily killed by Lu Li. It can be inferred that Mr. Arnault will not be strong enough and can be solved with his fist.
"Old man, this may make people feel arrogant, but it''s true." Lu Li pushed open the next door, turned around and looked serious: "even if surrounded by hundreds of soul returning corpses, I can still kill indiscriminately."
Then a dark figure rushed up.
The stench came.
Abraham was shocked. He could not see the land before he had time to remind him.
The speed was like a ghost. Before Arnold''s tongue was spit out, one palm stuck his neck fold and made him unable to move.
Then, Dr. iver, who was late, was stunned and showed an expression that shocked my mother.
I saw that the throat of the soul returning corpse was forcibly torn open by Lu Li, and pulled out a pink thorn tall enough to be an adult. There was no stagnation in the action, and the whole process was completed at one go.
If you have to describe it, it''s like mechanized pig killing. Somehow, Dr. iver thought of another scene:
The little pig was hung upside down on the iron hook and came to the metal blade rotating at high speed. He just listened to it and was divided into two in an instant
Rao is a well-informed Abraham, and he doesn''t know what to say. As early as ancient Rome, demon hunters began to use weapons against blood families. He has never heard of such a barbaric and violent way, even though it is not recorded in the demon hunting records handed down from generation to generation.
At the same time, Mr. Arnault, the soul returning corpse who had lost important organs, knelt straight on the ground, his head at a strange angle, towering on his body.
Lu Li lowered his head and looked at his palm.
There are only some smelly mucus on it, no wounds, let alone nematodes.
It seems that this physical transcendence method is more efficient.
Reading this, he looked at the old man, raised his chin and asked, "is this soul returning corpse dead?"
Hearing the speech, Abraham stared at Mr. Arnault kneeling on the floor and swallowed his saliva. He was stunned for a long time before stammering: "boy, boy, you are very talented."
At this moment, the old man suddenly felt that he must make a new plan to give full play to Lu Li''s talent.
When he thought about this, his heart was hot and his speech was sharp again: "child, if silver could not burn your skin, I would definitely think you are an evil spirit."
"Now, I am absolutely convinced that you are the Savior sent by God to save the world."
The old man is a devout believer.
When his wife was turned into a soul returning corpse by the blood ancestor, and when his adopted son and daughter turned into a soul returning corpse in front of his eyes, he never wavered in his faith and resolutely waved a knife.
Now, God finally began to care for himself. How can he not be excited?
However, if Lu Li knew that the old man regarded himself as divine enlightenment, he would probably laugh.
A dark werewolf who drank a drop of pseudo holy blood became a god messenger in the eyes of devout believers?
It''s interesting to think about it.
In addition, if the old man saw that some people with far more extraordinary abilities were helping the blood ancestors, he might think they were Satan.
Lu Li can almost foresee that it will be the time for candidates to show their magic powers to see who can take the lead in completing the ultimate goal and achieve a grand ending.
But where are my partners?
Pan Ming, Duke, and those two guys who have some strength but want to win, where did they go?
New York City is so big that its population is more than ten million?
It doesn''t have to be published in the newspaper. Send a notice of looking for someone.
If the guys who help the stone heart group know, their whereabouts will be exposed again.
Almost at the same time, a young man in a cap came out of the apartment.
He looked at the passenger list in his hand and scolded: "the short-lived chief medical examiner took private work behind my back. It turned out that he was sucked to death by a group of long tongues."
In this exam, Duke returned to his old profession again and played a forensic assistant.
Unfortunately, he was not good at thinking, and the chief justice helped Dr. iver dissect the victim''s body out of personal friendship.
In other words.
The chief medical examiner took a private job and didn''t tell his assistant. As a result, he was dissected to half and was regarded as a good meal by a group of awakened soul returning corpses.
Since then, there has been no news.
After a few days, Duke finally realized that something was wrong and hurried back to the forensic office to obtain on-site monitoring——
The state of mind exploded in an instant, and he wanted to slap himself. If he had a sharper intuition at that time, he might have been able to intervene in the initial airport incident
"It''s not too late, it''s not too late. Starting from the first victim, we can make up for them by making home visits one by one, working overtime, killing them all, and then setting them on fire to ashes."
Duke looked at the open door and talked to himself, as if cheering himself on.