Lord of the Witches

The crypt that was supposed to be frightening and disgusting, the terrifying "mountain of corpses", became like a miracle because of the group of cultists who were glowing and singing, and the young man at the head.

Their voices were low and deep, as if they came from a distant place, but every sentence penetrated into Macaulay's ears very clearly.

Since he became a "police consultant", in addition to the secret medicine and some weapons that Tang Qi gave him, he also used the convenience of his work to obtain some low-level wonders, which can be used many times.

But at this time, neither the strange object nor the extraordinary power of the self has any effect.

He can only use "pain" and will to persist in place.

Even at this time, the three men who were knocked out by him before, because of those singing calls, or the thick yellow smoke that made people hallucinate, the three men and women woke up, and the confusion was only fleeting in their eyes .

Instead, madness.

Like the previous few, the three figures rushed out like mad dogs, climbing the mountain of corpses, and in the process, kept stuffing the flesh and liquid from it into their mouths.

It is a picture that makes people feel uncomfortable from the depths of their souls. The twelve people in the smoke seem to be no longer "human beings". They have become another race or another kind of creature. The color of humanity is rapidly changing. Dim down.

laugh!

With another knife, Macaulay stabbed the stone piece covered with his blood into the other thigh. The severe pain struck again, but the effect was not as good as before. The illusion becomes more and more real.

He is powerless to stop anyone, even his own will is being corroded.

The thick yellow smoke produced by the warm sunlight shining on the mountain of rotting corpses seems to be able to directly corrode the soul, and the barrier of the body is meaningless.

Those twelve "survivors" had already lost themselves. They ate those disgusting, filthy and evil "foods" raw, like fallen demons in purgatory, but the strange thing is, as they continued to climb, that kind of The holy light is gradually descending on the twelve people.

Among the disgusting rot, twelve holy rays of light descended, and the survivors began to whisper, which gradually merged with the chants of the dozens of cultists in yellow robes on the top of the mountain of corpses.

"When you are full, you are family."

"When you are full, you are family."

The chant with a strong pollution smell permeated in the thick yellow smoke.

The entire catacomb was integrated into the miracle.

Macaulay's eyes gradually blurred, reality and illusion are alternating.

Without a sound, he took a step.

Until the real distant place, came a sigh.

Inside the "Sun Emblem" in Macaulay's arms, a golden flame exploded, but the badge was shattered, and the flame merged into Macaulay's body. With the sound of "chic", with Macaulay as the center point, a large area The smoke was dispersed.

"Huh?"

Above the mountain of corpses, the young man who kept his naked body suddenly looked at Macaulay in surprise.

And after he saw Macaulay's face clearly, a look of doubt first flashed across his face, and then, as if some memory fragments had been awakened, a charming smile twitched at the corner of his mouth.

The "leader" of the Holy Guidance Order, his radiant and perfect body, bathed in sweet rain, slowly fell under the sunlight.

"Looks like we've got an amazing guy."

"Proud of beggars in the Blanc region, lame lucky man, I heard that you have been favored by a great man, not only out of the muddy place, but also as a lackey of the police."

"What? Did you get kicked out by a big shot again?"

As the young man said, he slowly walked down from the mountain of corpses.

His bare feet were stepping on the disgusting rotten flesh, and the twelve survivors knelt down. They squirmed like "maggots" and frantically licked the place he walked, and even happened because of this. fight.

The absurd and creepy picture couldn't make Macaulay's expression change.

He just stared at the young man, and in his mind, he compared the rotten old man he had seen before with the many people he had seen in his memory.

Not in those missing persons files, nor was he his "neighbor" when he was a beggar.

Finally, in a corner of his mind, Macaulay found the answer.

It was a few months ago, the city of Messer was in mid-winter, and the cold, heavy "corpse collection truck" was throwing several corpses into the carriage with huge claws. One of them seemed to be caused by the liquid produced by excessive decay, which made him Slips off the hook.

"Snapped!"

"At that time, I was like a piece of real rotten meat. When it fell down, the beggars on the street, or gangsters, just looked at me indifferently and disgustedly, and then continued your dirty, Fallen day."

"You lame lucky guy, you know, at that time... I was still alive."

"call"

The warm breath spit out from the young man's mouth and touched Macaulay's neck.

He didn't move, just continued to twist the flake.

The flames released after the shattered sun emblem still circulated in his body, helping him to dispel the pollution that was constantly invading.

Ten breaths? It should be enough... Macaulay suddenly raised his head and looked directly at the naked man in front of him.

"The you at that time, and the me at that time, there is no difference. They are all rotten meat that no one cares about in the Bronx."

"Now, I am different, and you are still a piece of rotten meat, and..."

"It stinks even more!"

The last three words were deliberately put together by Macaulay and uttered word by word.

Hearing this, the young man's pity and holy expression froze suddenly, and an exaggerated and evil smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

He squatted down slowly, pushed aside Macaulay's palm, held the stone instead, and spun it counterclockwise with great force. Macaulay immediately felt the pain of being crushed, and when the wailing was about to come out , he gritted his teeth hard.

The immature face covered with freckles was flushed red, and bean-sized beads of sweat rolled down, leaving traces of washing.

But there was a "click" sound, and the stone was broken.

The young man removed his palm with a disappointed face, put his two fingers into his mouth, and slowly licked away the blood that belonged to Macaulay.

It's just that the young man couldn't help but let out an exclamation as soon as the blood entered his mouth.

There was a "chichi" sound in his mouth, and the extremely small amount of furnace magic power in Macaulay's blood burned his tongue. Although it was recovering at a speed visible to the naked eye, it was enough to make the young man look at him in a different way Macaulay.

It was a look of surprise mixed with appreciation, and joy.

As if, accidentally discovered a "treasure".

He wandered around Macaulay, stretched out his hands, as if he wanted to touch Macaulay, and shouted in surprise: "It seems that the rumors are true, the lame lucky man has won the favor of a big man... This is a terrifying power, and the object of your allegiance must be an unimaginably strong man."

"As long as I can influence you, make you a believer of the great Lord, and let your soul return to the hometown of Naga Faro, I will definitely get a greater reward from the Lord."

The young man seemed a little crazy. Standing in front of McCully, he showed off his perfect body and danced lightly.

Following his movements, the rain, the sun, the dense fog... seemed to see him as the core of everything, surging and shining.

The moment he paused and hugged Macaulay, sending out an invitation.

"Come on my child, please allow me to invite you to have the most delicious and intoxicating meal in the world in the name of my family."

"Boom!"

Here it is, at this moment, before Macaulay's eyes, everything changed. The "corpse mountain" disintegrated in an instant, turning into countless delicacies flowing towards him, and thick fog penetrated from every pore. In his body, the remaining magic power of the furnace was extinguished.

Macaulay's senses and will were hijacked in an instant, and he was being dragged into the yellow sea of ​​filth like a "drowning man".

An unimaginably strong sense of hunger made Macaulay slowly open his mouth.

In the real world, Macaulay was sluggish like a puppet. In front of him, the young man was holding a rotten heart in his hands. The corners of his mouth raised an exaggerated arc, and he passed the heart into Macaulay's gradually opening mouth.

Seeing that he was about to bite down, a gust of fresh wind blew out for no reason.

call!

The thick yellow smog full of pollution was dispersed, and the strange sunlight dimmed. At this moment, the rain froze in midair, as if in a frozen world, rippling in the void, and an illusory figure slowly appeared.

Flesh, clothes, and clothes condense in an instant. This is a beautiful and pure noble girl who seems to come from the old era.

Macaulay woke up silently, looking at the "frozen" world in front of him.

On the mountain of corpses, twelve survivors were still eating and climbing, and dozens of yellow-robed cultists were still singing, but there was no sound coming out.

The "Song of the Ship of Fools", which makes people lose their souls and degenerate, finally can no longer get into Macaulay's ears.

"I did it!"

A joyful voice spit out from McCully's mouth.

He looked at "Diana" who came out of nothingness. Just as he was about to salute, Diana's figure began to disappear again, and a familiar voice sounded at this moment.

"Eat it, deal with them."

Macaulay was taken aback for a moment, and then he really felt in his hands. At some point, there was a fist-sized pill covered with dark golden texture. When the faint smell penetrated into his nostrils, a strong The impulse was born.

"Yes, sir."

After insisting on saluting Tang Qi through the distant void, Macaulay opened his mouth wide and stuffed the "Rubber Man Secret Medicine" into his mouth without any hesitation.

The imaginary "funny" scene did not appear, the moment the pill touched Macaulay's teeth, it suddenly turned into a dark golden "stream" and poured into his stomach.

boom!

In his mind, a rough flow of information exploded.

In the fragments, he saw an ancient era, a primitive and wild world, a monster that was constantly changing and expanding. It destroyed everything recklessly, and no one who stood in the way could stop that terrifying punch.

ps: I dozed off for a while, this is the first update, there are more updates!