Mistbound Chronicles: Lumian's Legacy Novel Chapter 117

Lumian shook his left hand, causing the colorful sun image to appear.

The gloomy and cold living room instantly felt a lot warmer, but the frost that had condensed on the ground showed no signs of melting. Only those distorted faces that were either blue or pale turned away their eyes.

Haman, who had lost his head and was covered in blood, ran towards Lumian, not caring that the other party's revolver was aimed at him, and wanted to forcefully "embrace" the target. The picture of the sun made his body tremble to a certain extent, and the flowing blood dripped to the ground.

Lumian intuitively believed that he could not confront such a "blood corpse" head-on. He used his elbows protected by the light brown jacket to constantly block Haman's hands. The jacket quickly became stained with blood, showing signs of erosion. .

At this time, because "Black Scorpion" Roger didn't appear for two or three seconds, Franka was finally able to free her hands. A thick black flame condensed in her palm, and she threw it towards Haman, who was transformed into a living corpse. The black flames were like cannonballs, hitting the surface of the bloody corpse. It exploded instantly, silently igniting the spirituality contained in the blood and corpses.

Haman also began to melt like Castina, like a candle thrown into the fire.

Just then, "Black Scorpion" Roger appeared. He emerged from a pale face in the corner of the wall, holding a life-size statue in his arms. The statue was of a woman with soft features and lifelike pleats in her long skirt.

After struggling to place the statue on the ground, Roger shrank back and merged into the painfully twisted faces of the lake, avoiding Lumian's shooting and Franka's black flames in time.

The next second, he leaned out from the ceiling chandelier and cursed very quickly: "You're dead." "I'm going to make you into flower fertilizer." "You have the courage to break into this fucking land. Enter my land of immortality." "I will drain all your lives." "I will make you have twenty children."

Every time "Black Scorpion" Roger said a word, he would change his position. He kept moving and jumping, avoiding the scrolls displayed by Lumian and the various types of Franka's mainly black flames and frosts. witchcraft.

And every word that seemed to come from the Intis language was like a sharp arrow, shot directly into the minds of Lumian and Franka, not only making them dizzy, their heartbeats accelerated, but also their blood seemed to be Resonance occurred. The female statue in the corner was inspired by this, and a layer of bright flames burned on its surface.

With a buzzing sound, Lumian's head seemed to have been hit hard by an illusory giant hammer, and two streams of bright red blood flowed uncontrollably from his nasal cavity.

Almost at the same time, Franka, who jumped back to the sofa, shook her left hand, causing Lumian's nosebleed to ignite with black flames, preventing Roger from taking advantage of it.

She herself also suffered similar injuries. She suspected that "Black Scorpion" Roger was using a curse-like spiritual spell, which was enhanced by the female statue, so that both physical and spiritual bodies were affected. It was so greatly enhanced that she couldn't bear even a few words.

Based on the fact that Roger "Black Scorpion" did not do any protection for the statue, Franka believed that attacking it directly would probably lead to more terrible consequences, which would most likely be in the form of a curse.

She resisted the boiling of her blood, the dizziness in her head, and the pain in her body. She raised the brass revolver and fired a shot at Roger the Black Scorpion. She took the opportunity to jump to the area where the statue was. passed.

The iron-black bullet shattered a twisted face and left traces on the wall, but it failed to harm Roger.

As soon as Franka landed, she started running around the statue. She did not pull the trigger of the brass revolver again, nor did she stab the hidden sword, while avoiding the attacks awakened by Roger "The Black Scorpion" The slender and thin figure extended by blood created layers of frost on the surface of the statue.

At this time, Lumian, who was heavily attacked by "Black Scorpion" Roger, was in danger. With a sharp roar, illusory black flames ignited on his body. This made him feel like his life was passing quickly, and his body became weak as a result.

Lumian didn't hesitate anymore. He first threw away the scroll with the strange sun map, then jumped to the sofa and put his left hand into his pocket.

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Lumian fell on the sofa, his left palm had been taken out from his pocket, and he was holding a slender, slightly whitened finger. Facing Roger "The Black Scorpion"'s sickle again, he was already quite weak. He could only barely move his body to avoid the blow. At the same time, he threw the severed finger in his hand into the air. It was Mr. K's finger.

With the sound of leather and fabric tearing, the couch was split into two by the evil sickle, and the pale finger in the air suddenly expanded, exploding like a bomb, and turned into drops of rain composed of flesh and blood, falling on The debilitating black flame was extinguished on Lumian's body.

These flesh and blood absorbed the surrounding blood and melted corpses, and quickly condensed together, making Lumian look like he was wearing a hooded bloody robe.

The strong feeling of weakness that bothered Lumian disappeared for the most part. He jumped up and attacked Roger "Black Scorpion". Seeing this, Roger "Black Scorpion" did not fight hard and retreated back into the cracked ice. Inside the layer, one of the faces shrank back into a twisted blue face.

Franka, who had covered the statue with frost, suddenly felt the intense cold. The dead souls in the entire living room seemed to become very angry. They came from all directions, stretched out their arms, opened their mouths, and surrounded Franka. in the middle.

Kachadi's voice sounded, and another mirror shattered.

Franka's figure stood out on the ice on the other side. She raised her hand, causing clumps of black flames to rise around the statue, igniting the dead souls and bloody shadows of the lake.

"Black Scorpion" Roger leaned half of his body out from the nearby wall and cursed again: "Damn it!"

While making the target physically weak, he quickly moved his position with the help of those painful faces, sometimes attacking Lumian, sometimes affecting Franka, relying on the "Land of the Immortal" and the statue to rely on his own strength Two enemies were suppressed.

Every once in a while, Lumian's body would ignite evil black flames that drained his life and made him weak, but this was always neutralized by the flesh-and-blood robe on his body. Franka Relying on the mirror substitute, he escaped again and again from the combination of "Evil Words", "Blood Spirit", "Weak Black Flame" and "Burning Life".

Time passed quickly, and I saw that Ciel's flesh and blood robe had been worn away to an extremely thin level and was about to disintegrate, and the mirror carried by "Red Boots" Franka and the ice layer created were almost exhausted, "Black Scorpion" "Roger poked his head out from the ceiling and said with a sharp smile full of malice: "Two idiots." Do you think you can fight against the Land of the Immortal?

"I am not afraid of all the leaders of the Savoyard party entering here. Go to hell."

This sharp sound penetrated Lumian and Franka's ears, pierced their minds, and made them all shake, as if they could no longer bear it.

"Black Scorpion" Roger, who had moved to the side wall, saw this and showed a ferocious and expectant smile.

At this moment, his vision suddenly went dark, and strong emotions emerged in his heart, including disbelief, surprise, and confusion and panic. The next second, he lost consciousness.

thump.

The leader of the Stinger Gang stood out from the wall, fell to the ground, and fainted.

The fallen mercury finally completed the exchange of fate, and exchanged the fate of the dying homeless man who fainted on his own to "Black Scorpion" Roger.

This only took a few minutes, much faster than the previous exchange of Maggot's fate. This is because the tramp belongs to ordinary people, and when Corrupted Mercury chooses the fate of Roger Black Scorpion, finding the land is the least important and least involved. Extraordinary kind.

Lumian's eyes were locked on Roger the "Black Scorpion" who was wearing aqua blue pajamas. He leaned on the blood-colored robe and forcibly stepped over the distorted faces in the transparent mold, feeling frozen in the biting cold. In the feeling, I came to the target who fainted, took out the metal vial containing the drug, unscrewed the cap, and squatted down. He brought the gas obtained from Rentas to the nose of Roger "Black Scorpion", and fanned the gas with his hands to let them blend more into the enemy's breath.

Suck, after finishing this matter, Lumian picked up Roger the "Black Scorpion" and ran out of the living room area under Franka's protection.

The maids and maids here had long since hid somewhere. As "Black Scorpion" Roger left the living room, the blue or pale faces quickly disappeared, and everything returned to normal.

Upon seeing this, Lumian threw the Stinger Gang boss to the ground in front, aimed the revolver at his head, and after staring for a few seconds, Lumian calmly and silently pulled the trigger.

With two bangs and bangs, "Black Scorpion" Roger's head turned into a smashed watermelon, with blood everywhere on the ground. He lost his life in a coma.

Franka glanced at Lumian, who was still aiming at "Black Scorpion" Roger, and asked calmly: "How are you, have you vented it?"

If it weren't for helping Lumian, she thought the best way would be to report "Black Scorpion" Roger and others' belief in the Great Mother through "007" brother.

Lumian was silent for a few seconds, then raised the corners of his mouth and smiled: "No, it just solved a hidden danger."

Franka heard the words and sighed softly: "There is a saying in my hometown that a heart disease needs a heart medicine. If you look in the wrong direction, doing too many things will be useless. Well, I will quickly channel the spirit and try to Evacuate here within three minutes, and seize the time to search for the loot."

"Okay." Lumian answered and at the same time, the remaining bloody clothes on his body completely disintegrated, dripping and staining the ground red, that's it? Lumian couldn't help but frown.

This is not to say that Mr. K's fingers are not strong. On the contrary, in the battle just now, without them, Lumian would have been so weak that he lost the ability to resist and needed Franka's rescue.

But its performance just now was completely inadequate against Susanna. The terrifying evil spirit of Matisse made Lumian a little disappointed and confused. As his thoughts flashed, he walked towards the living room and looked around, searching for valuable items.

Suddenly, he saw a figure standing quietly at the entrance of the stairs, wearing a large hood and a black robe.

Mr. K.

At the same time that the Lumian hole was enlarged, Mr. K disappeared into the shadow.