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Chapter 243 Pretending to be a Ghost (Monday Pass)(1/2)

Outside the "Brave" bar, a taxi carriage drove by quickly.

In the carriage, Klein, wearing a half-height silk top hat, and Sharon, who was still wearing a black Gothic court dress, sat opposite each other.

Looking at the pale face of the former bodyguard's pale face without any expression, Klein really had no way to greet him, so he could only go straight to the subject:

"I'm ready."

Although the "Faceless Man" in Sequence 6 only brought him an extraordinary ability, the ones he had before were also significantly improved, and his strength was greatly enhanced. This is the best preparation.

And the ability of the "faceless man" himself is a magical skill in some occasions and circumstances!

For example, when someone is hunted down, for example, when he wants to sneak in... Klein couldn't help but imagine in his heart.

After listening quietly, Sharon said simply:

"tonight?"

Her tail sound rose slightly to indicate that she was asking.

"If you have no problems, I don't have any problems either." Klein responded with preparation.

"Okay." Sharon nodded.

The scene was quiet for a few seconds, and Klein asked again with thought:

"Have you heard of mermaids? Do you know where to encounter such a legendary creature?"

Sharon looked at Klein without blinking his blue eyes, as if he had transformed into a real figure.

After a while, she said without any emotion:

“There are no mermaids that can be reached in the places where human footprints can reach.

"Only the fishermen in the Galgas Islands can occasionally hear the mermaids singing in the storm during the voyage hunting of white-tailed whales."

The Gargas Islands are located in the depths of the Sunian Sea and are the farthest colony of humans on this ocean, featuring whale oil, whale meat and other products.

I don't know if this rumor is true or false... Klein nodded gently:

"I see."

…………

The bells at night swing quietly, as if they came from an extremely distant place.

There is an abandoned chapel in the middle of Williams Street, with withered vines crawling over the walls and grey stones falling everywhere.

Inside the church, feces and debris intersect, and piles of stones and dead grass intersect.

In the semi-collapsed corner, a middle-aged man wearing black tight clothes moved away the stones hiding the hole, carried excavation tools, lighting objects and earth transport baskets, and carefully and excitedly entered the tunnel.

His temples were gray and his eyes were swollen. He was the descendant of the Quaternary Tudor family whom the outside world believed to have mental illnesses, whom the outside world hid from the baron.

This playboy who was always entangled with the senior call girl had a solemn expression at this time, his eyes were shiny, and there was no sign of being addicted to wine and color.

He supported the ground with his elbow and quickly crawled downwards, as if the end of the tunnel was hidden in his greatest and only hope in his life.

Not long after, he touched the wet soil and cold stones ahead.

This did not extinguish the enthusiasm of Raft Pond, and he repeated the movements that had been extremely skilled for a while.

Digging, moving, transporting, suddenly, a dark underground palace appeared in front of him.

Raft Pond's expression was suddenly so excited that he suddenly stretched forward and grabbed a black iron emblem.

Above the herald there was a hand holding a scepter, which made Raft Pond's eyes shine as if burning.

As soon as he put the black iron seal on his chest, everything in front of him was suddenly broken. He was still in the narrow and irregular tunnel, with wet soil and cold stones in front of him.

No, besides that, there was another person quietly "looking" at him.

That is a person without eyes, nose, mouth, eyebrows, ears!

Raft Pond's pupils shrank, and he felt that his numbness rose from below his waist, along his spine, and rushed straight to the back of his head.

Without thinking, he immediately threw down all the objects and retreated frantically.

His elbows slammed against the ground, making him bloody and bloody, but he didn't feel any pain.

Finally, Raft Pond left the tunnel and returned to the abandoned chapel.

Because the lantern was lost, he could only see the deep darkness and the dim "crystal red" that enveloped the edge.

Suddenly, the withered vines climbing on the wall swayed like snakes, and a figure walked out of the darkness.

She wore a Gothic court dress, a small black hat, a pale face that was nearly transparent and light blonde hair that was not like humans, and blue eyes.

Raft Pound almost shouted that the appearance of such a woman in such an environment is no different from the ghost stories in folk legends!

Da, da, da!

He took a few steps back and almost tripped by the stone.

At this moment, he seemed to remember something, suppressed his fear and showed an expression of uneasiness and hope, and excitement and expectation:

"You, are you the evil spirit in the underground palace?

"Yes, it must be you!"

From the Baron, you seem to have misunderstood something... "Facialless Man" Klein came out of the tunnel and stood quietly in the shadow.

His and Sharon's plan was to pretend to be a god and scare Raft. Pound, who was so scared that he never dared to peek into the underground ruins again, but the other party's reaction was a little beyond their expectations.

Sharon stopped for a second and asked as he defaulted:

"What do you want to say?"

Raft Pound quietly breathed, outlining the corners of his mouth:

"After so many years of attempts, I think you should have understood that killing the descendants of the Tuduo family will not help you unseal.

"Only by working with me who is flowing with the great blood of Tuduo, you have the hope of getting rid of the dilemma that lasts for more than two thousand years."

The Tuduo family knew the existence of the evil spirit, but they still died in that room... Klein frowned in confusion, and before Sharon spoke, he raised his throat and imitated the other party's illusory voice:

"Why didn't come until today?"

This is a branch of the extraordinary ability of the "faceless man" - the sound of the simulated target, which can be reproduced as long as you have heard it!

Of course, Klein believed that he could not repeat the whispers of the "real creator" and the "gate" Mr.'s call for help. This extraordinary ability is currently limited to the realm of ordinary people.

Sharon turned his head secretly and looked at him without revealing it.

Raft Pond didn't notice it and laughed:

“Because the ‘Black Emperor’ appeared.

"Fate tells me that the glory of the 'Blood Emperor' is about to reappear!"

Is there any logical relationship between this? Klein inexplicably feels that today's Raft Ponder is more like a lunatic than before.

He asked again in Sharon's voice:

"Black Emperor?"

"Haha." Raft Pound laughed, "Yes, the thief 'Black Emperor', he must have close ties with the real 'Black Emperor'!"

Why didn't I know? Klein was amused.

He thought about it, stopped talking, and gave up the right to ask questions.

And Sharon remained silent for some reason.

Seeing this, Raft Pound was delighted and asked quickly:

"So, your answer?"

"I refuse." Sharon responded without any emotion.

Raft suppressed his anxious mood and tried to persuade the other party again.

At this moment, his eyes suddenly straightened, he suddenly took a few steps to the side, and came to a fairly intact stone wall.

This... Klein and Sharon noticed the abnormality at the same time and responded to each other. One of them pulled out the revolver and aimed at Raft Pound, and the other made the ruined chapel full of crimson moonlight.

Raft Pound didn't even look at them. He faced the stone wall and slammed his head hard on his back.

Dong! Dong! Dong! Dong!

He hit him three times in a row, fainting with blood on his forehead.

Immediately afterwards, he got up again, his eyes full of blood for some reason.

Raft Pound raised his right hand and wiped his forehead, leaving his palm full of blood.

He stuck out his tongue, licked the scarlet liquid, and said intoxicatedly:

"Tuduo's bloodline is so delicious, it's simply intoxicating.

"This will make my abhorrent exceed the limit to the greatest extent and help me expand the boundaries of the seal for a short time."

Klein pointed at the other party with a gun and asked in a little astonishment:

"The evil spirits in the ruins?"
To be continued...
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