Struggle in the Steam Age

Night has fallen, and there are slightly yellow lights from many windows. Lawrence and the others followed the young painter in the direction of his home. Unexpectedly, they were not heading in the direction where the young man they had inquired lived.

"Where are we going now?" Just as the young painter was leading three people walking in an alley, Safiel suddenly opened his mouth and asked, "I see a warehouse by the river in front of you. You live in a warehouse ?"

"No, of course not." After hearing this question, the young painter who was leading the way had a look of ferocity on his face, but he still said it in a very flat tone. "I lived above those old apartments, but that was just where I lived. Only my studio in the front warehouse is my real home, because that's where my soul rests."

"A place where the soul rests? You are right, as the saying goes: where the treasure is, so is the heart. Only the place where the soul rests can be called home, and other places are also It's just a place to live." Safir responded with a slightly exaggerated aria learned in the girls' school.

During the chat, the four of them walked slowly to a somewhat dilapidated warehouse and stopped. Then the painter turned his head to stare at them and said in a low voice, "Well, the lovely lady is waiting here, and you follow me."

Just when he opened his mouth to speak, Lawrence suddenly felt a shock in his spirit, as if a voice hinted from the bottom of his heart that he wanted to follow the person in front of him.

"It's spiritual spells again. Are spiritual spells so common these days?" Lawrence muttered in his heart, pretending to be controlled, and walked to a dark alley next to him, because he also wanted to go A place with fewer people solves the problem. And although there are not many people in this place, there are always one or two.

When this man was walking in front of Lawrence and Fatina, about to lead them to the secluded alley next to him. Lawrence successfully used the [Messaging Technique] to contact the two ladies. It is obvious that everyone is not under control now, and everything is within the scope of the plan.

"We're here, we'll be there soon." After walking into the path without any street lights, the young painter murmured in his heart. "What a lovely lady, I'm about to add another one to my collection. Just clean up this annoying man and big disgusting rat first."

"This world is really unfair, why can they stay with such a lovely lady." At this time they had already reached the middle of the alley. In the darkness, the nails on the artist's fingers grew long and sharpened rapidly. At the same time, dots of bright green light ooze from the scalpel-like nails.

"Go to hell now! Those beautiful existences and powers should belong to me." Thinking of this, he stopped and bent down to pick up something on the ground, and by the way, he made sure of the two people following him s position.

After confirming the positions of the two people following him, he quickly turned around and grabbed Lawrence who was closer to him directly from bottom to top.

Originally, he thought that he would see the torn flesh, splashed blood, and a frightened and pale face like the previous few times, but this time he accidentally caught nothing.

When he raised his head, what he saw was the black muzzle of the pistol on the raised right hand of the young man standing four or five meters away.

"Boom—" "Ah."

The painter covered his left eye and stepped back quickly, while a look of horror and disbelief appeared on his face. The sharp pain in his eyes and head told him that he was seriously injured at this time.

At this moment, the ratman also approached him and grabbed his left wrist. In an instant, scorched black burn marks were left on the skin where he was caught, and at the same time, the clothes all over his body also began to burn and burst into bright flames.

This is Fatina, after the opponent was shot in the eye, she approached the opponent while the opponent was in a state of panic, and at the same time used [Burning Technique]. This spell can have a certain chance to ignite the combustible objects on the target when it burns the target. Today, Fatina was lucky and directly ignited the opponent's clothes.

"You are all going to die." The pain in the whole body completely angered the painter. His figure slowly began to twist and shrivel up, and at the same time, an invisible mental shock fanned towards Lawrence and Fatina.

Both the giant dragon and Bai Ze were born with excellent mental resistance, so this blow had no effect. At the same time, Lawrence noticed that traces of black blood came out through the fingers from the place covered by his left hand, and when the blood fell on the ground, it ignited a blue flame like alcohol.

Take advantage of his illness and kill him. Lawrence thought about resisting his mental shock, raised his pistol, pointed it at his head, and pulled the trigger repeatedly. He used exorcism bullets to create five wounds on his shriveled and blackened head, completely shattering his nose. part.

Fatina also took a deep breath, then opened her mouth and spit out a ball of flames that burned on the painter's body. In an instant, the guy itself had begun to dim, and the flame lit up again, looking like a torch.

Under the double attack, the painter finally couldn't hold on and fell to the ground. By the light of the fire, Lawrence found that he had lost his human form, and looked like a skeleton wrapped in only a layer of black skin.

Finally, after a gurgling sound came out of the monster's throat on the ground, its limbs twitched and fell to the ground without moving. At the same time, Lawrence saw a pink and black soul emerge from the corpse, and was sucked in by the phantom of Bai Ze in Lawrence's mind.

Feeling that the phantom of Bai Ze in his mind became more solid after inhaling the soul, Lawrence raised the corner of his mouth slightly.

"It seems that this guy has degenerated very badly, otherwise, like last time, some uncontaminated souls should be sent into the River Styx." Looking at the corpses that had their souls sucked away, they seemed to be weathered all of a sudden. Quick to ashes, Laurence thought.

Just when he was about to wait for the weathering of the monster's corpse to check for any loot left behind, a dog howled suddenly from the direction of the entrance they had just entered in the alley.

"Oops! Something happened to Safir." Thinking of this, Laurence immediately ran to the entrance that he just entered, and Fatina followed closely behind him.

When the two of them ran to the entrance of the alley, they saw Safir holding a dagger in each hand and confronting the dog as big as a giant wolf in front of him. They both stared nervously into each other's eyes, but neither side made the first move, but waited for the other to reveal their flaws.

Hearing the sound of footsteps coming from the nearby alley, the dog immediately sprinted to the side, and then opened its mouth at a speed beyond normal and bit Lawrence. When Saifeier reacted and chased after him, he was already a step slower.

A sulphurous smell came towards him, and Lawrence even saw the dog's teeth, which were obviously much sharper than ordinary dogs, intertwined in disorder on the gums, just like the teeth of a saw.

[Magic Missile], Lawrence immediately raised his left hand to cast this magic, hitting the vicious dog's chest, and let it pause in the air while wounding him. Taking advantage of this opportunity, he raised his right hand, aimed the barrel of the pistol in his hand at the dog's open mouth and pulled the trigger.

A muffled gunshot unique to the firing of a large-caliber pistol sounded, and the head of this vicious dog with regional blood immediately turned into an exploding firework of flesh and blood. The skull, which can block the rifle shots, still can't block the magic-breaking bullets from almost zero distance from the weak point.

"Phew." Seeing that the soul of the vicious dog in front of him was also swallowed by Bai Ze phantom, Lawrence breathed a sigh of relief and the expression on his face relaxed a lot. He was indeed a little careless just now. He didn't expect that the painter also had an extraordinary vicious dog of hell blood as a companion. Fortunately, Saifeier successfully held off the opponent without causing any greater losses.