Chapter 180 Catch One, Get One Free

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Traynor, who was setting the clock, suddenly raised his head and glanced at the clouds in the distance.

Medici noticed his change and raised his eyebrows.

"Elaine used my amulet." Traynor replied simply, "It has my spiritual imprint in it, and now it's so close, so I can feel some connection."

"Is she in danger?" Medici pushed up his sunglasses, with a hint of joking in his eyes, "Is she a little witch?"

Traynor shook his head: "My name was not chanted, not a word, and the spiritual imprint in the amulet was not triggered again. It should be a crisis that she can solve by herself."

"Won't it be solved in an instant?"

"If a strong person who is too different from the wearer approaches with malicious intent, the amulet will respond, similar to the devil's 'premonition of crisis.'" As the original owner of the amulet, he is very familiar with these functions. "In that case, she would have already It’s time to call for help.”

Medici snorted inexplicably, seeming to be laughing.

"I hope this bait can come in handy." He said casually.

"If she dies, then conceal the news and find someone to replace her." Traynor replied, "I think that if Elaine dies, Lieutenant General Disease may lose his temper first and expose his own movements. One more step is necessary.”

"As long as it is effective, it is an effective plan. Otherwise, you can do whatever you want."

Medici took off his sunglasses and twirled them on his fingertips. Traynor was still clicking away on his portable typewriter, writing back letters to the Aurora Society and the Iron Cross about the Red Angel's paid cruise.

After a period of time, they suddenly looked up at the street at the same time. A man wearing a white shirt and jacket with a Northern Continental appearance came over and stood two meters in front of their pavilion. He walked very quickly. He bowed and then reported:

"grown ups."

"Someone claimed the reward for finding Elaine the Red."

"...?"

Traynor was confused as Medici had laughed out loud at the slap in the face.

"Anyway, I have to face a choice now..." Traynor had to face reality, "First, the person behind the little witch is an angel, which exceeds the detection limit of the amulet. Second, this Elaine is fake. "

"The angels of the Witch Sect are not that idle. If there are really angels, then I doubt..." Traynor looked at Medici and said without being humble or condescending, "It's your combination of extraordinary characteristics that makes it more difficult for me."

Medici smiled and said: "If the gathering really comes, you are also responsible!"

"So I'm leaning toward the second one."

With that said, he stood up, put the typewriter aside, and said calmly: "However, whether it is true or false, as long as the bait can work."

The document was buried under the typewriter. Traynor put the things away and turned to ask the Iron Cross informant:

"Did you track each other?"

"Tracked." The man said hurriedly, "It's news from Bayam! It seems that the local resistance army caught the red-haired Elaine who left the embassy, ​​and then immediately gave it to the person who issued the reward. "

"They rode a carriage to the private port, and then went to sea... We could only follow them there, and we didn't dare to follow them by boat."

"How long ago was this news?"

"One, an hour ago. The first wave of people following was discovered, so..."

Cold sweat broke out on the informant's head, but Traynor didn't blame his subordinate too harshly for reporting good news but not bad news. He asked about the location of the private port, then turned half a circle, facing the direction of Bayam.

"Go quickly." Medici waved his hand, "Just stay alive."

Traynor sighed resignedly, took two steps to run, ignited flames on his body to burn off his disguise, stepped onto the roof of the opposite street in one step, turned into a flame spear and streaked across the night sky, like a meteor rising from the ground.

The people around had horrified expressions, and even a few timid people were so frightened that they sat down on the ground. Instead, some children clapped their hands excitedly and shouted into the night sky.

The Iron Cross has never been afraid to show its extraordinary abilities in front of outsiders, and tries to establish its prestige and use its power to integrate and influence the world. This behavior is equivalent to him revealing his identity.

Medici also stood up from his chair and walked leisurely, preparing to go to Bayam.

His speed was extremely fast, and the straight-line distance between the Rhoside Islands was not too far. He arrived at the waters around Bayam in less than a minute.

Passing by in such a high profile was in line with the hunter's personality, but Traynor did not intend to attract the attention of "Sea King". After observing carefully and distinguishing the witch's aura, he soon noticed the shadow of a cliff in the distant sea of ​​Bayam. , a huge sailing ship was moored, and a huge flag painted with white bones floated high above.

Black Death!

All the characteristics of the sailboat are consistent with the intelligence. This is the flagship of "Vice Admiral Disease"!

Only the flagship comes alone...

His gaze rose slightly and fell on the cliff protruding above the sailboat. A shadow appeared in his palm, and a gap in the spiritual world opened. Traynor suddenly fell when he came to the top of the cliff. At the same time, he used his strength to pull out a broad sword more than one meter long from the shadow in his hand.

The silver-white sword blade is as wide as an adult's hand, and its rough style and pattern are reminiscent of Fusac's style.

Boom!

He hit the protruding tip of the cliff like a meteorite, and the bursting flames swept around, drying out the roots of the plants growing in the rock crevices in an instant.

The giant sword in Traynor's hand penetrated deeply into the rock, leaving only the hilt exposed. Huge cracks ran horizontally, and a shuddering "clicking" sound continued to sound. As he drew out his sword, the tip of the more than ten-meter cliff gradually sloped downwards, and finally collapsed. Amidst the thunderous noise, rocks with an average radius of more than one meter hit the deck of the "Black Death" below with terrifying kinetic energy!

Traynor fell down, stepped on a falling rock in the air, adjusted his movements, and used the force to rush downwards.

The pirates below still knew nothing about the impending disaster. In the night, they could only hear loud rumbling noises, guessing that a heavy rain was coming. But in just two seconds, rocks and flames fell like rain, smashing the pirates and sailors into pulp, smashing through the deck, and shaking the entire flagship!

"Save time..." Traynor muttered.

"The cliff above collapsed——"

Nimble sailors ran all over the deck to avoid falling rocks, climbed onto the sail and shouted at the top of their lungs.

As soon as the words came out, a silver-white long sword split his body from top to bottom. The neck, shoulders and left arm fell to the side, and the remaining parts were scattered on the ground. In the oblique section, there were sections of the spine and ribs. . The sailor was not dead yet. After the lower half of his body wailed for a few seconds, his eyeballs were blown out by the flames coming towards him.

boom!

Traynor hit the deck in the same way, cutting the entire ship in half!

Then he jumped lightly to the two-thirds of the water leakage that was not too serious. He raised his leg and kicked the remaining part crookedly. The bow of the ship was facing down, taking with him the pirates who had no time to escape. Slowly sank into the water.

Many pirates relied on the water to escape from the ship, but in the dark environment they could not avoid the crisis coming from above.

The landslide continued, and they were soon hit by falling rocks and sank into the sea together with the rocks.

When the heat wave hits the face of a living person, the fragile eyeballs are the first to burst. Then the heat of the fire will penetrate from the mouth, shrink the trachea, and rush into the lungs, causing the alveoli to burst like the eyeballs, drying everything. of blood and moisture.

However, the water content inside the human body is also very high, and it takes a long time to dry out the internal organs.

However, the hunter's flame makes up for this shortcoming. The spiritual flame engulfs everyone and turns them into black lumps or even ashes in a very short period of time according to the user's wishes, burning them cleanly and conveniently. After the ship was destroyed and people were killed, the ashes were directly fed to the fish.

Being burned at the stake was torture, but he didn't care.

Because if he were more cruel, he would consider adding water.

Traynor held the long sword and walked past the charred corpses. The entire upper level of the Black Death had become a sea of ​​fire.

The cabin door also turned into ashes, and a blond maid holding a weapon rushed out in front of her. The two looked at each other. The next moment, the blond maid found herself falling to the ground, and the man who looked very similar to Elaine had already Cross her and continue walking forward.

She opened her mouth wide, wanting to scream, wanting to remind Tracy, but no sound came out.

She struggled hard to turn around, but she saw a headless corpse sitting on the ground against the wall, wearing the same dress as hers.

The blonde maid stared, her vision gradually darkening.

There was an extra drop of blood on the blade, and Traynor didn't even bother to look back at the body.

"Lieutenant General Disease" is now a woman and also likes women. The appearance of the captain's maid means that she has approached the captain's room. At this time, the hull of the ship had tilted severely, and water had overflowed from the vase fixed on the table. This part will soon sink.

Traynor found a room that sounded like there was movement and kicked the door open.

The doorframe was a bit low, so he bent slightly and looked inside, only to see two girls having a vigorous fight.

A lady in a golden-red dress with flying hem has a resolute face, her fair skin is stained with blood, and she is opening her arms to embrace the sky - isn't this the prayer gesture of the people from the Burning Sun Church? ——The other lady's facial features are much sharper, with the distinctive charm of a witch, a pair of long and straight eyebrows, and quite attractive blue eyes.

Very ornamental and very good. Traynor used his own way to evaluate the fight between the two little girls in his mind. It was a coincidence that he came here. The two girls turned their attention to his uninvited guest at the same time. What made him a little concerned was the look on their faces. There was "surprise".

It was indeed fake. Elaine would not use the "Priest of Light" trick, and it was impossible for the Church of the Burning Sun to give such an extraordinary item to a descendant of the former royal family.

But useful bait is good bait, and it doesn’t really matter whether it’s——

He then looked at Tracy who was hiding in the huge ice block. When Tracy saw the red hair and green eyes that were consistent with Elaine, she immediately understood everything. She showed an extremely sad smile (Traynor turned over Rolling eyes), then shouted in a loud voice:

"She's not Elaine!"

"She's pretending!"

"She is a coward who dare not show her true colors to others!"

Traynor glanced at the fake Elaine behind him, and after making the other person break into cold sweat with his eyes, he felt that teasing the young man was somewhat interesting.

In the two seconds when he turned his head, Tracy suddenly broke away from the cocoon formed by her long hair and ice cubes, and flew towards the diamond bracelet that fell to the side. She just picked it up with her right hand, and before she could put it on, her entire right arm fell to the ground.

His hand was still holding the bracelet tightly.

The massive blood loss and fear made Tracy's face turn completely gray.

"It doesn't matter." She heard the strange and powerful man from the Sauron family say to her. He didn't seem to care about "Elaine is pretending to be someone". Klein, who was hiding in the corner and wanted to escape but didn't dare to leave, was also stunned for a moment. , and immediately thought of an escape strategy.

After hearing this, he was very convinced that the other party was also here for Tracy!

In this case, he shouldn't care about a little person like himself!

The floor was almost vertical, and all the furnishings in the room rolled forward. Klein grabbed the table fixed on the ground to prevent it from rolling down with him, but half of his body was hanging precariously in the air.

Traynor casually glanced out of the porthole of the captain's cabin. He felt that some vague aura was hiding there, watching what was happening here, but did not appear immediately.

"Pain..." he said to himself, "the witch family is still so abnormal."

"Lieutenant General of Disease" is a pain witch, whether it is her own pain or the pain of others, it can help her understand its meaning on a deeper level.

It is painful to have the power and prestige that has been maintained for many years suddenly collapse. It is painful to be betrayed by someone who trusts (trusted? Traynor put a question mark here.). More direct physical injuries are also painful... Traynor glimpsed From the confetti and dust floating in the air, and from the almost flawless acting skills of the fake "Elaine", it was judged that this was probably a faceless person, and an experienced one.

In just a few seconds of confrontation, "Lieutenant General Disease" was completely defeated. She knelt down on the ground in a daze, looking at the broken arm in front of her, with blood flowing out of the wound like water.

She seemed to have no reaction to the outside world, and Klein was a little scared when he saw her. But then the strong man who was suspected to be a relative of Elaine strode a few steps in the sloping room. The long sword in his hand stabbed directly into the center of an inconspicuous small round hand mirror. The mirror suddenly broke and bled, and Tei fell to his knees. Lacey disappeared. A scream came, and Tracy appeared where the mirror was. Her abdomen was pierced by a long sword and nailed to the ground. No matter how hard she struggled, it was to no avail.

"Kill me!" she shouted.

"My life itself is a kind of torture, and I don't want to continue living in this twisted way!"

"Please kill me and give me a happy life!"

The vague charm on her body was actually stronger than usual, and her tear-filled eyes made people feel loving, as if they could feel the heart-rending pain she suffered in an instant, and her pain had reached its peak.

Traynor raised his sword, grabbed her arm and pulled her up from the ground: "If you want to die, bite your tongue and kill yourself."

"Don't just yell at me right next to me because you have a backer."

backing? Seeing that Tracy was aroused by this word and no longer tried to make the other party kill her, but calmed down slightly and started sobbing softly, Klein suddenly broke out in a cold sweat, feeling as if he was inadvertently interacting with some huge Danger dances.

With a backer and strong protection, why would "Lieutenant General Disease" fight with me until now? Why was "Vice Admiral Sickness" so seriously injured, even when all his subordinates on the ship were destroyed?

He suddenly remembered the information given to him by "Vice Admiral Iceberg" Edwina Edwards:

"'Lieutenant General of Disease' Tracy is a witch, the 'Witch of Pain' in Sequence 5."

At the same time, Elaine also said to him:

"She is usually friendly, but she is very cruel to her enemies. She likes to destroy the beauty that the other party wants to protect, and makes them suffer in extreme mental pain..."

Could it be that the role of the witch...can not only digest the potion through the pain of others, but also her own pain? That's why the strong person who protects her ignores me and doesn't even show up now. It's just because he sees that Tracy's life is not in danger, so he uses this method to make her feel "painful" and suffer. And then complete the performance?

Hiss... What a terrifying and twisted path... The "Assassin" of Sequence 9 is too deceptive...

The strange strong man lifted the seriously injured Tracy up like a piece of cargo, and then glanced at Klein with his green eyes. Klein immediately understood what the other party meant, and quickly followed him with a low eyebrow. .

——He is here to save "Elaine", so of course he must take "Elaine" back!

It's hard to tell... Sir... at least let me change my clothes... Klein forced a smile and was caught by the other party, thinking that the digestion of the potion this time was really worth it. Then I felt myself rising into the air, and in the blink of an eye I was in mid-air.

Klein glanced down, and he found that Tracy was also looking down at the same time. They both looked in the direction of the Black Death. They saw that the cross section of the ship was facing downwards, the stern was raised high, and the flames were slowly burning. It sank like a torch.

The sea was strewn with scattered burning wreckage, but not a single survivor.

...Sigh... I don't know if there are any records of the Balam Empire and the God of Death in it... It was burned in a fire... I didn't catch anything except the digestion potion tonight... Klein let his mind wander. Enjoy the night sky with calmness.

Then he saw Tracy glare at him and then look away sharply.

The "Red of War" psychic link sent an address to Bayam's hotel. Traynor removed the flames in mid-air, put away his sword, and landed at the port next to the address without too much movement.

A few minutes later, he entered the house from the balcony and threw the two girls in his hands indoors.

Klein looked up, and the cold sweat that had been dried by the wind suddenly broke out again.

Evil spirit!

The one sitting on the chair in the room turned out to be the evil spirit he and Sharon had seen in the underground ruins of the Fourth Age!

Tracy fell to the carpet, looking heartbroken. The strange and powerful man stepped over her and walked straight towards the red-haired evil spirit:

"I brought the people and also gave the hint of negotiation. It is estimated that the other party will come soon."

“I also answered Elaine’s prayers and asked her to come to this place.”

"I hope you brought back my unfinished forms?"

Klein was confused for a few seconds in fear and over-speed thinking, as if he saw a migrant worker in modern society.

"Bring it back." The red-haired evil spirit yawned and glanced at the fake Elaine without concealment, "There is no smell of Sauron's blood... The disguise is very good, and the plan is also very good. If it were more ruthless, , has the potential to be a conspirator."

"It's a pity that he should be a little faceless man. He is very brave to break into a pirate ship alone!"

Klein had an awkward smile on his face. He had nothing to say, lowered his head, and pretended to be an indoor decoration with Tracy.

Traynor found his typewriter and forms in the corner, and was not surprised to find that his unfinished reply letter reporting the Red Angel's itinerary and the amount of embezzled public funds was gone, and some ashes fell from the document. Traynor's mood remained unchanged and he planned to write another one: "You are responsible for the negotiation. If there is nothing else, I will start working first."

Medici waved his hand: "I think I can arrange a shift for you, otherwise it would be too much trouble for you to do all the work."

"If you don't ask me to leave Intis, I have at least five assistants who can help now."

Traynor shrugged, sat down at the table in the back, put down the typewriter and started writing again: "But thank you for the pie."

Huabing...Klein almost lost his temper. A name began to circulate in his mind: Emperor Russell... Emperor Russell... Emperor Russell...

Medici asked with great interest: "Packing?"

Traynor stopped talking and focused on typing on the typewriter, and the room suddenly became quiet.

TBC

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Fairy Tale Magic: Draw a pie to make yourself feel no longer hungry.

If it really existed, it might become a necessary fairy tale magic for marching. Although I didn’t really eat anything, I felt full mentally.