Quadruple split

What did he do? !

What does he want to do? !

Liv Browning, Raphael Bloodwing's most loyal follower and his lover, raised her head with difficulty and looked at the man in front of her who looked exactly like Raphael, her consciousness becoming increasingly blurred. stand up.

The footsteps of death sounded quietly and became deafening in a few breaths.

【Lord Raphael, I seem to be dying.】

Liv, who was also not pure blood and was not even given a family name, opened her mouth as if she wanted to say something, but she just spit out a little dark red blood clot, and her delicate body gradually became stiff.

Her hunch was not wrong. Now that she has come to this point, Mo Tan naturally has no reason to let her continue to live. Not only her, but also the two people in the front room have already decided to have some fun tonight. At that moment he was sentenced to death.

Fifteen milliliters of concentrated coagulant may be nothing to other races, and it can even play a life-saving role at critical moments, but if it is injected directly into the common carotid artery of a blood seeker, even Liv This blood seeker, whose bloodline is not pure, is enough to take away her life in a short time.

The specific length of this period of time is probably about thirty seconds.

Fifteen seconds had passed since the moment Liv Browning threw herself into Mo Tan's arms and was injected with a lethal dose of [coagulant concentrate].

"Lord Raphael"

The woman desperately opened her eyes that had become cloudy, raised a hand with difficulty and grabbed it in the air, and kept muttering in her mouth: "It's so cold. Lord Raphael, I'm so cold."

Standing at the entrance of the room, Cole took a deep breath and turned his head away from looking at the haggard and beautiful face that was covered with strange flushing.

Mo Tan, on the other hand, half-knelt down in front of Liv after bursting with hysterical laughter, changed his face to a gentle and doting expression, and gently held Liv's increasingly stiff hand: "Ah, Honey, I’m here, are you feeling better?”

"Lord Raphael?"

Liv's figure was greatly shaken, and she suddenly burst out with a force that she didn't know where to come from. She squeezed Mo Tan's hand tightly and asked cautiously: "Why are you here?"

Wearing the [Hundred Forms] that transformed into Raphael Bloodwing, Mo Tan didn't care at all about the 20% of his health that was subconsciously grabbed by the opponent and the newly released negative status [Broken Bones], but felt like a severe pain in his right hand. He hugged Liv into his arms as if he didn't exist at all, and smiled in front of the eyes that had lost their vitality: "Because I am already dead and you are about to die, so I came to pick you up."

"Lord Raphael"

Two lines of clear tears fell from the woman's cheek. She held Mo Tan's hand with great care, nestled in his arms and slowly closed her eyes, murmuring like a dream: "I never want to break up with you again." .”

"Well, I know. When you wake up, we will find a place to live our own little life and never be separated again."

Mo Tan leaned over and kissed Liv's forehead gently, saying softly: "Be good, go to sleep."

The next second, Liv Browning stopped breathing, with a smile of happiness and expectation on her face, as if she had just entered a sweet dream.

"Well, he is indeed dead, absolutely dead."

In the next second, Mo Tan casually threw the body in his arms to the side. He took out a roll of bandages from his luggage and wrapped it around his right hand. He smiled at Cole, who was not far away and had a complicated expression: "There's more. five minutes."

"ah?"

Cole, who didn't know what he was thinking, didn't react for a moment, and subconsciously asked: "What?"

"It takes about five minutes from the time the alarm goes off to the first responders arriving here."

Mo Tan walked slowly to the corner of the room, pointed at the small box placed on the obsidian pillar in front of him, and said without looking back: "The next is the second to last lesson today, wipe your butt, of course you have to It can be understood as a perfect aftermath.”

"Yes, sir!"

Cole tried his best to suppress the distracting thoughts in his heart and walked quickly behind Mo Tan.

"First of all, what you need to know is that although this box looks ordinary, it has defensive measures that even Raphael and the last guard lying over there don't know the solution to. If I guessed correctly, it should be The talker from the Bloodwing family spent a lot of money to buy it from the black market."

Mo Tan put his hands behind his back, leaned forward and looked at the iron box in front of him carefully, and smiled: "The characteristic of this defensive measure is that if you don't understand its specific composition, you can't even detect it. The existence of the child.”

Cole nodded slightly. He really couldn't see anything special about the box in front of his husband.

"Do you still remember the 'purpose' I emphasized to you before?"

Mo Tan turned to Cole and smiled, and gently pressed the silver ring on the index finger of his right hand: "If the result I want is to 'steal the contents of this box,' then I have already failed. It's a pity. .”

Along with a burst of distorted silver light, a corpse wearing only a layer of underwear suddenly appeared next to Mo Tan. It was a man with no obvious external injuries, who seemed to be both hopeless and unwilling to die in peace. His appearance was similar to that of Mo Tan. Mo Tan, or 'Mo Tan' now, is exactly the same.

Yes, this person is none other than Raphael Bloodwing, who was killed by Mo Tan some time ago.

"What I want is not to 'steal the contents of this box,' but to 'let others feel that I have failed to steal the contents of this box.' There are fundamental differences between these two things, and the difficulty is even greater." Different places.”

Mo Tan put away the storage ring he had bought with the last money he had a few days ago, put [Diana's Dowry·Crystal Heart] on his middle finger again, and casually took off the original one he was wearing. He threw the dress that belonged to Raphael Bloodwing to Cole and said calmly: "In half a minute, he will be dressed up neatly."

"yes."

Cole nodded in agreement without hesitation. While trying to ignore the piercing sirens around him, he quickly dressed Raphael in just over twenty seconds.

"Then, lift Mr. Raphael up from behind so that he is facing the box."

Mo lazily directed Cole, and after the latter did so, he continued: "Angle a little further to the left, well, now push him onto the box with a little more force."

Cole did so.

Immediately afterwards, Raphael, who threw himself headlong towards the box, was surrounded by countless flames, and was burned into a piece of charcoal that could barely be seen as human-shaped in an instant. He was bounced several meters away by a strange force. Outside, he fell next to Liv Browning's body.

"Fan~tas~tic~"

Mo Tan clapped his hands vigorously, then changed back into the priest robe of the Dark Night Sect, turned and walked towards the door: "Very good, Mr. Raphael Bloodwing, who tried to guard against theft, has been punished as he deserves, and has been reunited with him. His lover, who didn't know he was engaged to another one, rushed to the street with him. It's a joy and a joy to congratulate."

Cole lowered his head and glanced at the two corpses, sighed softly, then turned around and left the stone room with Mo Tan.

At this point, there were still three minutes before Mo Tan judged that the first batch of people to react arrived.

A moment later, Cole was surprised to find that the old man who was writing furiously not long ago had died quietly at the table. The token Mo Tan left for him was lying quietly beside his hand, with gray and white flowing on it. of mist.

"Hey, this old ghost of feelings is still a playwright?"

Mo Tan, who was passing by the table, picked up the stack of unfinished manuscripts and happily put them into his bag: "Very good, I'll accept your pen name."

At this point, there are still two minutes left before the time determined by Mo Tan.

Thirty seconds later, in the underground prayer room

puff!

A sharp arrow accurately penetrated a certain bald bishop, ending his life neatly.

"The silence is over, we even have time to have a drink~"

Mo Tan yawned and hung the short crossbow back on his waist, winking at Cole: "Want a bottle of dwarf?"

The latter shook his head nervously and waved his hands: "No, sir, I think we should go first."

"Excessive panic will only make you frustrated and show off your butt."

Mo Tan hugged the mini version of the goddess of darkness behind the pulpit and kissed her, then took out a bottle of loose, unadded dwarf and threw it to Cole: "Only calmness will give you the opportunity to spy on the goddess of luck. underwear.”

Cole, whose forehead was covered with cold sweat, nodded stiffly and raised the bottle to Mo Tan in greeting: "Yes, sir."

"now it's right."

Mo Tan smiled with satisfaction, then stretched lazily and swayed towards the exit: "The entertainment time is over, let's call it a day."

Cole, who was amnestied, immediately followed quickly and returned to the ground with his husband, quietly blending into the night.

Game time PM22:07

Free City, Sewer District, Snake Tavern

"Do you remember everything I taught you today?"

In the corner far away from the bar, Mo Tan casually poked a piece of meat that Cole had just cut. He shook his fork and smiled at the latter: "I won't review your homework for you every now and then."

The frightened young man took a sip of butterbeer, nodded vigorously and said, "Remember."

"The formulation of plans, the refining of intelligence, the use of abilities, and the means of dealing with the aftermath, whether it is this knowledge that is not valuable, or the last lesson I am preparing to teach you today, it actually doesn't matter."

Mo Tan stuffed the meat into his mouth and said vaguely: "After all, no one can teach you the really important things, especially someone like me who has never had important things before."

Because he couldn't tell whether the gentleman was serious or not, Cole just listened in silence.

"Then, no more nonsense."

Mo Tan grinned, took something out of his bag and put it on the table: "This is the last lesson for today."

Cole stared at the box in front of him that was exactly the same as the deepest part of the Dark Night Church, and fell into a downtime state.

Mo Tan laughed proudly.

"I would like to call it a unique skill~"

Same day

Game time PM22:34

[You have been disconnected urgently, please choose whether to reconnect]

"Yes."

【Reconnection starts.】

[Connection completed, reading character information]

[Welcome back, lawful and kind Mo, will soon enter the realm of innocence, wish you a good night]

The Boundary of Innocence, Northwest Continent, Edge of Beimang Ridge

"Oh, why bother?"

After regaining control of his body, Mo Tan sighed softly, and then slowly opened his eyes. He looked at the bright starry sky above his head with some melancholy, which was difficult to find in the real world, with mixed feelings in his heart.

Then he was jumped down by a burst of hoarse shouts.

"Brother, wake up! Old Immortal, Dog Face, and the two funny guys next to you are getting ready to work!"

Perhaps because of Ji Xiaoge's absence, Wang Badan has been in a state of excitement these past two days. When he saw Mo Tan wake up, he immediately let out a sigh, almost not letting Jadeka, who was doing digestion exercises after meals, twist his fingers. Come on, the old mage has been doing a one-handed handstand just now.

"Keep your voice down."

Mo Tan kicked the bastard in the shell, then covered his legs and asked Cordoba, who was picking his teeth and walked up to him: "What, have you found the target?"

Cordoba nodded cheerfully and grinned: "We found the lair of the adult golden crystal beast nearby not twenty minutes after you went offline. Lao Jia and the others originally wanted to take care of her directly, but I strongly requested to wait for you to come online, so I set up camp here first."

Mo Tan looked at him with some confusion and said doubtfully: "Didn't you say that you could handle it by yourself after meeting the Golden Crystal Beast? Why did you have to wait for me to go online before taking action?"

"Hey, didn't I consider that there are only two players in our team, you and Dabbs?"

"Oh, so you want me to see the world."

"That's why I wanted to wait until you get on board before putting on this cockroach."

"."

"What did you just say you wanted to see?"

"Nothing."

Mo Tan shook his head, smiled dryly and nodded to his friend who had an optimistic and open-minded attitude towards life: "I understand, so let's set off now?"

"Go, go, go!"

Wang Badan kept urging from the side.

"Don't worry."

While Jadeka packed up the tent quickly, he turned around and said to Wang Ba boldly: "Let's pack our things first. There are not many people around here. Later, we will have to come back to sleep after we deal with the golden crystal beast. If we are It won’t be good if Nikachu or whatever is ruined.”

Wang Ba dared to blow his beard and stared at the old mage, and said angrily: "You old bachelor that no one wants, don't worry about it. I'm in my prime, how can I not be in a hurry!"

Jadeka rolled his eyes.

Dabbs looked like I understand.

Cordoba seemed to be thinking about something, and his face turned a little green.

Only Mo Tan blinked in confusion, then gave Wang Ba Dan a gentle blow on the forehead, frowning and said: "What's going on? What does helping Cordoba hunt the golden crystal beast have to do with you being in your prime?" "

"Brother, you don't know something. According to my investigation, the golden crystal beast nearby seems to be a female!"

"Um, what then?"

"I want to screw that bitch!"

"."

Chapter 767: End