Chapter 278 The Breathtaking Answer

"Hua La La"

Just as Camus and the other two were about to attack, the sound of glass breaking rang out by the window again. Four Aurora Knights chased after them. When they saw Camus, Kashu, and Neeko, they immediately looked at the middle-aged man in front of them.

The middle-aged man did not speak, but responded with actions. A lightsaber appeared in his hand, and he rushed over quickly.

"Bang..."

Camus took a look and immediately took out his pistol and shot. Kashu's eyes turned slightly, and more magic flying knives appeared above the man in black.

"Ah..." Facing the siege of the crowd, the man in black screamed, his body was broken apart, and his soul was torn into pieces by Neeko and disappeared completely.

Afterwards, Camus took the pistol and looked at the blond middle-aged man. He was a little curious. How did this man in black offend them? No wonder the man in black was covered in blood just now. It turned out that he was chased by the people of the Aurora.

"Captain, he's dead, we've avenged him." A knight's eyes were a little wet. After he said this, he stood up straight and saluted.

"Mr. Camus, I didn't expect that we would meet in this way. I said I was coming to visit you before." The blond middle-aged man smiled softly on his cheeks.

"It's okay, I'm glad to see you too." Camus also smiled back and answered softly, and the air became quiet for a while.

"Captain, it's time to go, it's getting late." A knight looked outside and broke the awkwardness in a low voice.

"Then I'll go first, Mr. Camus, I wish you good luck." The blond mid-lane who was not very good at chatting whispered after hearing his subordinates' words.

"I wish you good luck too."

As the Aurora Club left, the room became quiet. Camus walked silently to Neeko's side, looked at the bloody corpse next to her, and spoke.

"Congratulations, don't you have anything to say?" Neeko bit her lip and raised her head when she heard the words.

"I'm thinking, what should I do? Will I be an evil spirit forever and be imprisoned here forever?"

Camus was stunned when he heard this, and spoke in a low voice. "What are you going to do?"

"I yearn for freedom, I hope to see the flowers and plants outside again, I yearn for clear rivers, and delicious food. I don't want to continue to be an evil spirit imprisoned forever, facing endless darkness and coldness every day. I have been here for ten years." Nicole's words became more and more solemn. Camus went back to the house and took out his agreement and tore it up.

"Whatever you want to do now, there is nothing to stop you. No matter what decision you make, I will be happy for you." Camus gently stretched out his hand, and Nicole was stunned and slowly put her hand. Although the two could not touch directly, this also made Nicole very warm.

"Don't you want a maid?" After a long time, Nicole floated up from the ground and spoke in a low voice.

"Do you want to stay? Of course, I am very happy if you want to stay." Camus smiled and spoke when he heard this.

"No, I want to go to the Cemetery of Eternal Sin, where is the destination of evil spirits? Since the first time I killed someone, I have no choice?" Neeko shook her head gently.

"Cemetery of Eternal Sin, why?" Hearing that Neeko was going to the Cemetery of Eternal Sin, Camus said in confusion.

"The Cemetery of Eternal Sin is the place of redemption and exile in the underworld. It can cleanse Neeko's soul and memory and give her a chance to start a new life." Kasu, who was standing aside, spoke lightly and talked about the ability of the Cemetery of Eternal Sin.

"Where is the Clown King? She will never come out after entering." Hearing the Cemetery of Eternal Sin, Camus thought of the Clown King at the first time.

"The Clown King will not care about the souls of ordinary people. What he cares about are those powerful evil spirits. Have you thought about it?" Kasu took out the long-lost magic book and spoke solemnly to Neeko.

"Ready." Neeko heard the words and spoke solemnly.

"Okay..." Kasu squatted down, his eyes gradually deepened, a black pentagram shone in his eyes, he half-squatted on the ground and drew a pentagram, and then whispered.

"The cemetery that bears sins, you are so great, selfless, holy, and just..." As Kaxiu murmured, a black pentagram appeared on Kaxiu's left hand.

"Go in quickly." Seeing the pentagram like a black hole, Kaxiu spoke in a low voice.

Nicole looked at it, turned her head and looked at the two of them, she quickly floated to Camus' side, kissed Camus on the face, and then rushed to the black pentagram.

"Thank you, Captain."

The lingering sound lingered in the beams, and the beauty was gone. Camus touched his face and smiled.

"Good luck to you."

At night, Camus began to review the Sumerian language he learned today. Just then, the crystal ball next to the gas lamp suddenly lit up, and a slender figure appeared on the crystal ball. Camus was stunned and spoke in a low voice.

"Ms. Shitar, do you have anything to do?"

"The things in your third-layer cabinet." After Shitar came out, she stared at the cabinet.

Hearing this, Camus also looked at the cabinet. He opened the drawer and saw three extraordinary materials, the eyes of a two-legged flying dragon, the starlight grass, and the unknown flesh and blood tissue.

"That's it, take it out." Looking at the flesh and blood tissue still beating in the bottle, Shitar spoke with a serious face.

Hearing this, Camus carefully put the materials on the table.

Shitar, observing the bottle for a while, she spoke in shock after a long while.

"This is the flesh and blood of nightmare, or the core piece. I was wondering why I felt something was wrong with the whole house these two days." Hearing Shitar's answer, Camus' eyes narrowed. Although he didn't know what this thing was, judging from Shitar's shocked expression, this thing must be extraordinary.

"For nightmare to have flesh and blood, it must be at least stage five. This thing looks very alive. It must have been dug out very quickly. Where did you get it from?" Shitar looked at Camus with a sharp gaze. Camus frowned when he heard it.

"This was given to me by Monty Smith. In addition to these three materials, he also gave me a very boring news that Jack's body was bought by the Freemasons." Because his attention was on the extraordinary materials at the time, Camus didn't think about this information carefully. Is there any connection here? This thing can't be Jack's flesh and blood? Impossible, Jack was only stage two at that time, and this thing, according to Shitar, is at least stage five.

"Supernatural material? This thing is enough to create a nightmare of stage 4. Who is so generous?" Shitar sneered. Flesh and blood tissue that can still beat after leaving the body, anyone with a little supernatural knowledge knows that this thing is not simple. Can it be sent out?

"Is this thing dangerous?" Hearing that this thing is so precious, Camus looked at the beating flesh and blood tissue in the bottle and spoke blankly.

"It's quite stable. This thing must have a background. Every nightmare of stage 5 is recorded. Maybe you can ask Monty Smith." Shitar shook his head slowly.

"How did you find out that he was wrong?" Hearing that he had to ask Smith, Camus suddenly lost this idea. Knowing that the Monty family was related to the Freemasons and the Seven Deadly Sins, it was stupid to ask.

"A week ago, after the little fox left, this thing beat very strongly. If he hadn't revived, I wouldn't know you had such a thing." Hearing that it was what happened after the dream fox left, Camus frowned immediately. He really couldn't figure out what the connection was.

"By the way, what's the nightmare mark on your hand?" Seeing Camus in deep thought, Shitar asked lazily.

"It's like this..." Camus slowly told her about what happened to him, and Shitar was surprised after listening.

"I think it's a miracle that you are still alive today. You broke through the ceremony before you became a superhuman. I admire you." Shitar said, pointing to the flesh and blood on the table.

"If you want to know his origins now, predict the past, maybe you can see something. Good luck, good night." Shitar disappeared after saying that. Camus looked at the calm crystal ball for a long time without saying a word.

After a while, Camus looked up at the pendulum clock and found that it was already past 9 o'clock in the evening. He immediately climbed onto the bed. There was a Dawn Council tonight, so he would talk about it when he came back.

As Camus fell asleep, the originally calm crystal ball suddenly lit up. Shitar flew out of the crystal ball and flew above Camus. She looked at Camus' face and spoke in confusion.

"Why do I feel something strange about this makeup artist? I always feel that there is a layer of terrifying shadow over him. Is it my illusion?"

"Whoosh whoosh..."

The cold wind outside the window rustled the leaves. Shitar, who was above Camus, seemed to have thought of something. Just as she was about to say something, she found countless terrifying shadows appearing in the narrow room. Shitar was horrified and hid back in the crystal ball.

"There is another ritual. The Gate of Kadom is in the Cemetery of Light. He must open this door of the era himself. No one can bear the evil of the era except the candidate of the era."

"Is it him? Poor moon elf."

"He's dead."