After waking up

Farolinq had just learned how to condense magic power not long ago. In Mulan's opinion, he was a novice in the use of magic power, and the amount of magic power was not enough for today's orthodox supernatural beings.

But in essence, as a natural resuscitator, born in reality, Farrow Lynch is a real transcendent, of course a very weak one.

The man whose neck was choked by Farrow Lynch was trembling all over. Wisps of white air escaped from the orifices on his face and were sucked away by Farrow Lynch. The arm that was originally holding Farrow Lynch's wrist hung down feebly.

In just ten seconds, Farrow Lynch felt that the person in his hands was as soft as mud. He dropped the barely breathing person on the ground, looked down at his damaged coat, then took it off casually, and then took it off. The man on the ground took off his hooded jacket and put it on himself.

"I guess no matter how I ask you, you won't give me any useful information, right? After all, I don't have the ability to interrogate."

Farrow Lynch looked at the man with very cold eyes. From the man's aura, he already understood that the man was evil and that he was indeed unworthy of being a human being.

With that said, Farrow Lynch picked up the steel thorn on the ground, turned it around in his hand, and then directly pierced the forehead of the person on the ground and the back of the head, making a crisp sound when it collided with the floor behind his head.

Farrow Lynch confirmed that the opponent was dead before pulling out the spikes, and some excited cheers seemed to be faintly heard around him.

Shaking the spike, he wiped the blood on the opponent's body clean, and then Farrow Lynch dragged the body into the shadow corner, then put down his hood and left, but after walking a few steps, he turned back and used the spike again. There was some blood on the thorn.

The reason for sucking away the opponent's physical strength and breath is because it can replenish Farrow Lynch's own physical strength and facilitate disguise.

Instead of directly sucking out the opponent's essence and soul, he used spikes to deal with the opponent because Farrow Lynch had his own principles and bottom line.

Without wasting much time, Farrow Lynch quickly rediscovered the people he had just followed. They were sitting on the steps in front of a door. The steps were downward. The door was lower than the street, more like a semi-basement. , the whole is shrouded in the shadow of depression.

Farrow Lynch once again arranged the newly acquired hooded robe. After a moment of hesitation, he walked out of the shadows of the alley and was quickly discovered by two people. They saw that Farrow Lynch was not dressed at the moment. How much vigilance?

"It's here, has it been solved?"

Farrow Lynch said nothing, only raised the blood-stained steel thorn.

Another person said somewhat happily.

"Someone is actually following us. Fortunately, you are here. Okay, let's go."

Both of them were greeting Farrow Lynch, who quickly stepped forward and walked down the steps. After opening the door with the key, they quickly entered the dim interior.

Passing through the seemingly ordinary residents' kitchen, a hidden door was opened from the floor under the stairs. Inside was a dark passage. The three of them entered one after another. After groping inside for a while, a kerosene lamp was lit, and then they followed the Keep walking through the tunnel, and soon there is a faint light ahead.

A hall hidden underground appeared in front of Farrow Lynch. The two people around him had already walked in, and Farrow Lynch also walked in after hesitating.

The hall was circular, with seemingly several passages around it, and people dressed in similar styles came in from each entrance one after another.

The entire hall was brightly lit, with a stone platform in the center and a circle of white candles surrounding it.

Cult ritual!

Even though he had never seen it before, he had heard Mullan mention similar things, and Farrow Lynch immediately recognized what the scene meant.

Farrow Lynch moved forward along the crowd, always relatively far back. He frowned and looked around. This hall was not small, and there were so many entrances. Looking back at the passages, did those entrances also correspond to similar ones? Are the secret passages also in places that look like residential buildings?

The scale of this level of sacrifice is not small. Farrow Lynch is weighing the pros and cons. Should he be violent at this moment? Does he have the ability?

But soon, Farrow Lynch gave up this plan because he felt the breath of magic.

This magic power is different from Mullan and Matt that Farrow Lynch has come into contact with. It is not restrained. It is like hot water constantly radiating heat, but the total amount is much greater than that of Farrow Lynch. He does not dare to act rashly. , and even worried that he would be discovered.

Soon, dozens of people gathered in the hall. As a few surrounded people walked into the hall, everyone in the hall seemed to be excited, and the candles were flickering.

Several twisting sacks were carried to the edge of the stone platform by some people. After opening the sacks, there were several young men and women inside, probably around 20 years old.

"Woo, woo" "Woo woo"

Several people had their hands and feet tied and their mouths sealed. Their eyes were filled with fear at this moment, and they huddled close to each other and huddled in the center of the stone platform.

"Don't be afraid children, we won't kill you. We are so kind and don't need you to sacrifice your lives. We just need some help from you."

The person who spoke was someone with a magical aura. After he finished speaking, he glanced around.

"So, who comes first?"

"Me!" "Let me come first!" "Master Bishop, I, I have been waiting for half a year!"

"I've been waiting for a long time too!"

bishop?

Farrow Lynch's heart skipped a beat, but he quickly understood that it was the bishop of the cult, not the church. He hid behind the crowd, preventing the other party from catching his eye.

Farrow Lynch remembered that Mulan once told him that magic has the characteristics of a wave. Although it is convenient to use magic to perceive, it is not suitable for tracing. It may be convenient to trace a single individual, but if you don’t understand the target, Aura is difficult to achieve in a complex environment, and people who don't know how to hide their own magic fluctuations will also leave flaws when using this ability.

A qualified transcendent has a way to "invisible" in front of this kind of wave, and using dense crowds is one way, because crowds are also disruptive.

At that time, Farrow Lynch understood waves as waves, and the crowd was his reef. As for the advanced course of how to disguise his magic waves and blend into nature, he had not learned yet, and he had only learned to be restrained.

The competitive selection soon came to an end. A man wearing a smock stepped over the candle circle and came to the stage. The so-called bishop ordered someone to lift one of the young men onto the stone platform and hold him down.

"Woo, woo--"

The young man kept struggling, but to no avail, and the chosen cultist also took the initiative to lie down on the stone platform.

The bishop came to a position between the two men and stretched out his hands to correspond to the people on either side.

"Great God of Life, your devout believer is suffering. Please show your grace and grant him a healthy and strong body! And this noble young man, in recognition of his selfless dedication, please forgive his sins! "

The candlelight was constantly swaying and shaking, and the shaking state changed from chaos to regularity. The white stone platform still lit up with purple light, and the runes were connected one by one to form a spell array.

"miracle!"

Some people were whispering, some were praying, some were excited, and some were envious.

Farrow Lynch pulled up his hood and squinted at the young man struggling on the stage. His life breath was weakening, while the life breath of the cultist on the other side was increasing. The process was indeed not fatal, but it was more painful than killing the other person. more intense

Before dawn, the ceremony ended. There were five performances in total. Farrow Lynch did not make a sound from beginning to end. After the ceremony, as the two people left from the same way, he just coughed loudly for a while as soon as they went out. He waved his hands in concern and left.

It was not yet dawn, it was the darkest moment before dawn. Farrow Lynch knew that if he took action, it would be too risky, and there was a high probability of failure, and the Book of Dawn would probably be lost.

Daylight finally dawned, and Farrow Lynch also found his target in the town, the Terrazzo City Police Department.

After waiting for a while, the door of the police station opened, and Farrow Lynch hurriedly walked into the police station.

"Officer, I discovered a cult that is killing people in this city."

The officer looked up at him.

"you sure?"

“Seeing it with my own eyes, I even remember how to get there.”

"This is a bit serious, let's go to the detective."

Several police officers nearby also stood up, and they hurried upstairs together, finally arriving at the Sheriff's Office.

Farrow Lynch recounted exactly what he saw last night.

"Please take action immediately. Gunpowder and firearms are powerful weapons. I'm sure they can cause harm to those guys. I will also help you!"

"Okay, I'll gather people right away."

The detective took out his gun from the drawer and stood up, but at this moment, the resuscitator Farrow Lynch noticed the change in the breath of the living person, malicious!

"Bang bang." "Bang" "Bang."

Three police officers, including the detective, suddenly shot at Farrow Lynch. Even though he had started to dodge, the bullets still hit the shoulder and heart, as well as the arm and thigh.

"Bang~"

Farrow Lynch protected his head and directly smashed the second-floor window, threw the glass and wood debris to the street, rolled to avoid the bullets upstairs amidst the screams of pedestrians, and then got up and ran away.