Whispering Verse

Chapter 3009 Cemetery Assassination

The hastily held funeral was not solemn, although all the procedures were present but very simple. After the process in the church was completed, the coffin bearers carried the coffin to the snowy cemetery, followed by relatives and invited guests.

The grave had been dug, and when the coffin was lowered into the grave, the cries of the Miss Bennets were truly heartbreaking.

Shade and Xiwei stood at the back of the crowd, both of them looking from time to time at the old man standing behind Thomas Bennett with a black hat in his hand. The old man was probably in his fifties, with gray hair and a face that made him look like the most serious and upright kind of person.

Among everyone present, except for Shade, Xi Wei and Bennet, he is the only ring warlock. The old man who came to attend the funeral was a cousin of Mrs. Bennet's mother's family. Although the specific relationship is difficult to understand, he was indeed a real relative because many people knew him.

The Bennet family is a prominent local family, and it is not a small probability event that distant relatives have been involved in the time transfer station.

Soon after the funeral ended, Mr. Bennet expressed his gratitude to all the guests in turn, and then let his children go home first:

"I want to spend some time with your mother here. Linda, you can go back to church as well. You don't actually need to come today."

No matter what the daughters thought, they finally left with their brother. The guests who came to attend the funeral also said goodbye to Mr. Bennet and left one after another. In the end, Mr. Bennet was left standing alone in front of the newly filled grave, looking at the tombstone in trance in the snow.

Snow fell on his hair and shoulders. This man who had been silent during the funeral was actually much sadder than everyone imagined. Only the sound of footsteps broke the sadness. An old man with a cane and a hat appeared from behind him, with sharp eyes as if he was going to take out a dagger and pierce the man with his back turned to him at the next moment.

And Thomas Bennet knew who it was without looking back:

"Does it have to be today?"

The middle-aged man who had just lost his wife asked in a low voice, still looking down at the tombstone in front of him:

"My wife just passed away. If you still have some courtesy and conscience, you shouldn't choose to find me in this place now."

At this time, he no longer spoke like the gentle innkeeper. His sad voice was not very loud, but it fully expressed his mood.

The old man, whose hair and shoulders were also covered with snow, scolded:

"We don't need politeness and conscience to deal with people like you. From the establishment of Ximu Town to the present era, how many people have your family killed? How many tragedies have it contributed to? Don't you know?

It would be a fool to grieve for someone like you. Besides, is your wife's death normal? Let me tell you, is this some kind of conspiracy? Or maybe the gods finally couldn't stand what you did and finally punished you! "

So Thomas Bennet turned around in the snow, and the expression on his face even shocked the old man who scolded him. Probably no one had ever seen that ferocious and violent expression on the face of this ordinary hotel owner. He said word by word:

"My wife has nothing to do with our family's responsibilities, and her death has nothing to do with these. You can hate me, but don't insult my wife."

The old man who was frightened just now asked again:

"You see this as a responsibility?"

He seemed to be so angry that he even started to tremble when he spoke:

"I once had a happy family just like you. I had a wife, son, and daughter. Until my son went to you for his deceased lover, and then everything changed.

I have been waiting for this opportunity for thirty years! Thirty years! Now instead of repenting, you say this is your responsibility? "

"I don't know who your son is. Thirty years ago, my father was in charge of the transit station. But one thing I'm sure of is that your son made all the choices himself. We have our own principles. Never force customers to make a choice.”

Thomas Bennett is quickly adjusting his mood and has regained his composure:

"But over the years, you are one of the few people who can find me. Since I inherited the family business from my ancestors, I have never taken the initiative to kill anyone. After defeating you, I will throw you to someone I can’t find the time and space, I hope you can forget your hatred and start a new life.”

As he spoke, the eight-ring life ring appeared behind him, and the old man opposite was not surprised by the opponent's level. He waved, and the eight people who had been invisible just now also appeared in the cemetery in the snow.

Everyone was a middle-circle warlock. While the old man took a step back, the eight people who surrounded Thomas Bennett from all directions cast spells at the same time:

"Fireball!" "Wind!" "Thunder Spear!" "Ice Storm!" "Shadow Ball!" "Arrow of Light!" "Wrath of the Earth!" "Song of Water!"

The positions of the eight people are very interesting. If viewed from above, the eight people occupy exactly four directions: east, west, south, north and in between. The positions are so precise that they seem to have been measured in advance.

But facing eight elemental attacks from eight directions, Thomas Bennett just snapped his fingers, and all eight colors and light marks solidified in the air. Even the eight people who cast the spell stood still.

This kind of group time stillness is a power that even Shade cannot master. It stands to reason that only those who have reached a high level are qualified to learn it, but Thomas Bennett seemed to have no consumption when casting the spell.

But his spell was ineffective against the old man who retreated early. It was not that the spell effect did not choose him, but that the old man had already put the black hat in his hand on his head.

After wearing the black hat, his whole body was dyed black. His height suddenly soared to two meters, and then the shadow turned into wings and appeared behind him.

A big book made of shadows appeared in his left hand, and a big sword made of shadows appeared in his right hand. Then the black hat left his head, but it only flew up about ten centimeters, and then it turned into a dark halo while rotating.

The sage-level relic [Evil Angel Halo], the main body is a black hat. After wearing it, the wearer will turn into an "evil angel", and the main body strength will temporarily reach the thirteenth ring, but the sublimation words cannot be used. Keep your rationality at this stage, but you will completely lose your rationality after a maximum of one minute.

But after losing reason, the strength will gradually decrease until it annihilates itself, and the angel halo will turn into a hat again.

Although it is not clear which god the "evil angel" belongs to, its previous containment record clearly states that it is immune to time-stopping abilities.

Thomas Bennett obviously knew what it was. He frowned slightly and was about to say something else, when the black figure with wings on his back spread out in the snow like a shadow.

The next second, the figure appeared directly in front of Thomas Bennett. But it did not attack but hugged the other party directly. Then the tenth figure appeared in the cemetery in the snow. A middle-aged woman with only a second ring level hiding in a grave nearby came out from the ground. She didn't even care about patting the dirt on her body, and directly stabbed the black ritual dagger into her heart, and threw it to the time-stopping area with her last will before she died.

The intensity of the whispering element emitted by the ritual dagger that received the sacrifice was even more amazing than the "evil angel" at this moment. The eight colors of elemental energy that were stilled in time were connected to the dagger in the air at this moment, and then formed the ritual of the eight-pointed star in the air in an instant.

The holy emblem of the ancient god-[Ancient Death] was formed in the ritual base array, and the originally complex conditions for the use of the relic were fully met.

So, death came.

Everyone who watched the battle, even including Shade, felt a layer of darkness in front of their eyes at this moment. After the fleeting darkness disappeared, in the battle field of the snowy cemetery, the old man who had transformed into an evil angel had restored his human appearance. His body lay on the soil of the cemetery, and snowflakes fell on his dark face.

The dagger pierced his body before hitting Thomas Bennett. Now the old man has been sent to his final death by the power of the unknown dagger relic, while Thomas Bennett is still standing in the snow.

But he stood there motionless, his chest didn't even rise and fall with breathing.

The ring sorcerers who were responsible for casting spells in different directions just now looked at him nervously, and then the most daring one stretched out his hand and gently pushed at the air, and Thomas Bennett also fell in the snow of the cemetery.

"He is finally dead! We succeeded!"

So excited shouts and sad cries came out together, but before they could fully accept the fact that the operation was successful, something strange happened.

The body of Thomas Bennett, who had fallen to the ground, stood up again in the uplifting green light. He lowered his head and patted the snow on his clothes and the dirt on his pants, and then pulled out the dagger that was inserted into his chest.

The dagger had lost the terrifying whispering element just now. The middle-aged businessman's body did not bleed, and he even gently brushed it, and even the tear in his clothes returned to its original state.

The white mist that came out of his mouth during his breaths showed that he was still alive. Thomas Bennett praised the assassins:

"Your choice is correct. The power of the ancient god of death restrains all immortality. This dagger"

He identified it:

"Sage-level relic [Thin Burial], complete the Thin Burial ritual, and then send any life touched by it to the 'end' within one second. It's a pity that you were able to find this ritual dagger. Yes, under normal circumstances, I should have died, and it was the kind of death that could not be saved even if time went back."