Mystic Dominator

"Mysterious Ruler ()" Find the latest chapter!

"At this moment, please stare into the deep valley.

The blood river is in front of you.

It is boiling with criminals who injure others with violence.

ah--!

Blind greed and mad rage,

Driven them to commit such sins in their short life,

Now I am immersed in melancholy, suffering forever in the scalding blood!

..."

Ronald recited the poems in "Divine Comedy" unhurriedly, and the words describing the scene of hell slowly echoed in front of the two of them.

immediately.

In the maze of vines, the black mist that symbolized the power of 'Rage' disappeared.

Correspondingly, it is in the 'arena' opened up in the battle just now.

The black mist that manifested from the power of Hell's Blood River.

Slowly floating at Ronald's feet.

Snapped--

With a soft sound, Ronald closed the pages of "Divine Comedy - Hell".

Patricia quietly watched the man in front of her.

After he finished all these actions, the girl turned her attention to the "Original Code" in the opponent's hand.

"Ronald, is this...?"

Patricia saw that The Divine Comedy was an original book.

But she didn't choose to point it out directly, but waited for Ronald's answer.

Hearing the meaning in Patricia's tone, Ronald smiled generously:

"As you can see, this is the original code I use."

while speaking.

Ronald stomped lightly.

The black mist that was crawling under his feet instantly pierced into the surrounding vines like an arrow from the string.

To be honest, this combat environment couldn't be more suitable for him.

— dark night.

- Complex plant shadows.

- Walls of vines everywhere.

The black mist formed by the power of 'violence' lurks in these environments and is extremely difficult to detect.

And can launch a sudden attack on the enemy at any time.

"..."

There was a few seconds of silence.

Patricia's expression wasn't too serious, and the topic didn't focus on the original scripture in Ronald's hand:

"Honestly."

"What I'm more curious about now is the tone of your voice when you chanted the spell just now."

"In my impression, only a small number of people can cast spells in such a posture."

"..."

Could it be smooth...

With a smile, Ronald looked at Patricia and explained:

"That's the tone of my native dialect."

"It can only be said that it is more suitable."

Patricia accepted Ronald's statement, and at the same time shifted her gaze to the darkness in the distance.

That was the direction in which the two investigators were laying traps.

"So next, you plan to use this kind of thing to solve the enemy?"

"That's right." Ronald admitted directly, "The spells I'm using now are for combat, and it won't be a big problem to solve these cult warlocks."

"..."

Patricia glanced over, her tone a bit tangled:

"Emotional spells you've been using..."

"None of them are combat type?"

Ronald replied:

"Based on investigative capabilities."

"..."

Patricia blinked with a cute expression, and finally couldn't help but laughed out loud:

"Ha ha--"

"It's a shame you can bear it."

"Nowadays, any guy with a little ability wants to let others know his ability, and then take the opportunity to climb into the upper class of society."

"People like you, I thought you could only see them in fairy tales!"

"..."

Ronald scratched his hair:

"It's not that exaggerated, is it?"

"Actually, I just want to do what I want to do."

Patricia recognized her eyes, but said in a disappointed tone:

"Do what you want to do.

"

"What a great idea of ​​life..."

A few short conversations, the conversation between the two of them lasted just over two minutes.

Not long.

The two investigators, Spencer and Kate, retreated from the maze of vines. Judging by their stable faces, at least the traps in the plant maze have been set up.

Looking at each other, the investigators fell into absolute silence.

Everyone is listening attentively to see if there is any movement from the direction where the cult warlock is located.

Even Ronald was no exception.

After all, the power of "Divine Comedy" switched from 'rage' to 'violence', and Ronald's ability to perceive human emotions also disappeared, so he could only use his normal sensory abilities to detect changes in his surroundings just like everyone else.

bang——

Suddenly, there was a relatively obvious explosion sound in the plant maze in the distance.

Immediately, Spencer and Kate look at each other, and then he is sure that this is the trap they set has been triggered.

"Prepare......"

"open!"

In an instant, the two investigators simultaneously activated the spells they had prepared in advance.

Boom boom boom——

with their actions.

In the maze of vines in the distance, there was a burst of more intensive explosions immediately.

With Ronald's outstanding hearing, he could even distinguish the wailing of human beings from the explosion.

The trap set by the two investigators obviously achieved good results.

"..."

"......"

Time passed little by little.

But after the explosion just now, the plant maze in front became quiet. There was no movement of the Cult Warlock moving on, and no other trap-triggered reactions.

The vineyard under the night is surprisingly quiet.

During the continuous silence, the atmosphere on the investigator's side quickly settled down.

Everyone could vaguely feel that something ominous was brewing in the dark air in the distance.

At this time, Spencer spoke:

"Everyone, be careful, something seems wrong."

He can be sure that the trap he set has indeed brought trouble to the cult warlocks.

But at the same time, this group of enemies may also be creating new troubles.

boom--

Suddenly, the four of them felt a slight vibration in the ground under their feet.

bang bang——

bang bang bang—

The vibrations from the ground became faster and faster.

What followed immediately was the terrifying sound of plants being torn apart!

This feeling......

It's as if a giant is walking out of the vineyard.

The four looked at each other, and they all saw the solemnity in each other's eyes.

What the hell did the cultists do?

Soon, all the puzzles were solved.

In the dark night, a bloody monster walked out of the vineyard.

The bodies of many cult warlocks twisted and twisted into a ball.

The limbs and flesh were twisted and connected, and the rotting flesh and green pus became the connecting joints between their bodies.

Ronald could vaguely tell that this flesh and blood monster was composed of the bodies of eleven cult warlocks, and finally formed a huge flesh and blood sphere.

And between the gaps in the flesh and blood, the figure of the leader of the cult warlock was hidden in the flesh ball.

The moment he turned his gaze to Ronald and the others.

His expression became bitter and fierce.

boom--

I saw this flesh and blood monster stretch out a tentacle and hit the ground heavily, and it also moved towards Ronald and others.

There is no need to say more about this situation.

It's time for the decisive battle!