Calamity Crown

Covered by dense fog, Delber walked into No. 1 Guta Street openly.

As the lord's subordinate, he knew that the thick fog was terrifying, not only would it obscure people's vision, but as long as the lord wanted to, he could freeze people to death in the dense fog.

And the extinguishment of the flame just now shows that the adult is serious.

It's a good thing for him.

At least, he can kill that guy more easily.

A good sharpshooter is scary.

However, a sharpshooter whose whole body is frozen stiff is a living target!

crunch!

There was a screeching sound, the sound of someone running across a wooden floor in disrepair.

"Second floor!"

After locking on to the target, Delber sneered from the bottom of his heart, and walked slowly to the second floor through the dense fog.

Then, his gaze went straight to a room in the corner of the second floor—except for this room, the doors of all the rooms on the second floor were open, and it was completely unobstructed.

"Are you in a panic?"

Delber sneered in his heart, and then strode towards that room.

It's not that Delber was careless, but since he became the lord's subordinate, he has encountered similar opponents more than once. He thinks that he has good marksmanship or good skills, but when facing extraordinary power for the first time, he will always Panic.

Then?

Be easily solved by them!

Goethe in front of me is not the first one!

And definitely not the last!

"This is extraordinary power!"

With an absolute sense of superiority in his heart, Delber walked gently to the door.

He didn't go to the door, let alone open the door, but just stood sideways, through the door, repeatedly pulling the trigger.

Bang, bang, bang!

The bullet went through the wooden door.

From the bullet holes, Delber could even see the bullets hitting sparks flickering across the room.

Delber didn't stop until all the bullets in the magazine were fired, then he took out another revolver and stood in front of the door.

He was ready for another round of shooting.

But at this moment——

boom!

With the sound of a huge explosion, the door was blown away and smashed on Delber's body.

Click, click.

Accompanied by the huge force that shattered the bones, Delber fell straight down to the second floor.

"Cough, cough."

Delber, who had several broken ribs, coughed up a lot of blood, but at this moment, Delbon didn't pay attention to it at all. He just raised his head and looked at the room on the second floor with difficulty.

He wants to know what happened.

Is it a bomb?

Or something else.

However, when Delber saw the room clearly, he was stunned.

Because, there is...

bathroom!

Even though it has already become a mess, Delber can be sure that there is the toilet.

And almost instantly, Delber thought of a news published in the newspaper two days ago: A resident lit a candle when going to the toilet at night, and suddenly exploded, and was killed in the toilet.

At that time, he laughed, thinking that the other party was extremely stupid and didn't know how to ventilate.

But when this person became him, Delber couldn't laugh anymore.

Especially when being pointed at gunpoint.

"Wait for me……"

boom!

Before Delber could finish speaking, Goethe pulled the trigger.

Delber's eyebrows were shot, his eyes were wide open and he did not rest in peace.

Goethe, who had done all this, seemed to be relieved. He stood there panting, as if the action just now had consumed a lot of energy, and he didn't notice the knife that suddenly protruded from the mist behind him.

Under the cover of the weapon, the blade has no light and is silent.

When it was almost close to Goethe's back, he exerted all his strength.

clang!

In the sound of metal clashing, Goethe was unscathed.

Moreover, he turned around and raised his palms backwards.

Suddenly, a white mist appeared.

yes……

flour.

In the gray mist, a figure appeared out of the contamination. The other party did not expect that there would be an accident after a sure blow, and stared at Goethe with wide-eyed eyes in astonishment.

Then, the nose was itchy, and the eyes were sour...

Ah Choo!

Amidst the loud sneeze, the opponent's entire body leaned forward.

It's pepper!

There is also pepper in the flour!

Of course, this is not the point. The point is that Goethe has picked up the revolver that Delber dropped on the ground at this time.

Bang, bang, bang!

The figure in the mist wanted to dodge, but the distance between the two sides was less than seven steps, so there was no time to dodge.

Several blood flowers exploded on the opponent's body.

Then, the other party fell to the ground.

As the opponent fell to the ground, the fog dissipated instantly.

However, Goethe did not move forward immediately, but shot three more shots at the left and right chests and between the eyebrows of the fallen man.

After finishing all this, Goethe raised his hand and pulled off the bullet chain on Delber's body. After filling the magazine chamber of the revolver in his hand, he fired three more shots at the opponent.

Until this time, Goethe, who confirmed that the other party was completely dead, dared to approach the other party.

Facing the unknown, one cannot be too cautious.

Therefore, Goethe did not directly touch the opponent's body, but used a fragment of the door panel scattered on the ground to shake the opponent's body.

Fragments of the door panels were not in hand.

But long enough.

This allowed Goethe to maintain a sufficient safe distance from the other party.

During this process, Goethe kept holding the gun with his other hand, and would pull the trigger if something went wrong.

The other party has an ordinary face, ordinary clothes, unfit body, and no calluses on his fingers. He belongs to the kind of ordinary person who will not be noticed when he is thrown in the crowd.

"Is it true that such a person used that extraordinary power?"

Doubt arose in Goethe's heart.

And at this moment——

"Don't doubt it."

"He is the one who uses the power similar to 'Mist Hidden'."

"but……"

"He's just an apprentice."

A voice came from the door.

Goethe immediately raised the revolver in his hand.

At the gate of No. 1 Guta Street, a man wearing a black tuxedo and a white shirt stood facing Goethe's gun. He bowed politely.

"Good evening, Mr. Goethe, I'm Morey."

"It can be regarded as a specialist in dealing with similar things in Lust."

"besides……"

"Nice armor."

The other party introduced himself like this, and praised Goethe at the same time.

But Goethe, who was seen through, didn't pretend anymore, and took off his coat.

Under the jacket, two frying pans stood in front of Goethe's front and back.

Holding the jacket in one hand, Goethe lowered the gun.

It wasn't that Goethe only listened to one side of the story, but that Goethe saw Swart standing behind the other party and trotting towards him with a flattering face.

The sheriff was hunched over, smiling like a chrysanthemum.

Even the water stains on the crotch are clearly visible.

As if he had noticed Goethe's gaze, the police chief said without changing his face: "When I was avoiding the attack just now, I rolled over a puddle and accidentally got wet."

Goethe smiled, not believing it at all.

He still knew the embarrassment of the other party.

However, at this time, his gaze once again looked at the man who called himself Morey.

Under Goethe's gaze, Morey reached out and took out a pocket watch from his pocket, looked down, frowned, and after a pause of about two seconds, he said: "There is still a little time, enough for us to discuss some things... ...are you aware of your situation?"

Then, without waiting for Goethe to answer, Morey, who seemed to be in a hurry, spoke at a very fast speed.

"Your situation is a bit complicated. According to the normal process, your memory of tonight will be erased - of course, the method of erasing memory is not without any sequelae. In the next few years or longer, you will be Face things like insomnia, anorexia, memory loss, depression, trance, etc., but you can still live."

"But if you kill that guy's apprentice, you will definitely get revenge from that guy!"

"It just so happens that I need to hunt down that guy, but that guy is just like a mouse in the gutter, not only cunning, fierce, but also good at hiding."

"therefore……"

"I need a 'bait'!"

"An excellent 'bait' like you!"