Chapter 354 Bloody Hell

Camus, who was out of danger, decided not to stay here. He bared his teeth and ran towards Hannibal's house.

"Dingle bell." Hearing the doorbell, Hannibal, who had been waiting all night, immediately opened the door. He immediately saw Camus, who was pale and weak, and the smell of blood filled the tip of his nose.

"What's wrong? Come in." Seeing this scene, Hannibal immediately brought Camus into the house. When he tore off Camus' clothes and saw the ten bloody holes on his back, his eyebrows jumped. There was blood in the blood hole, and there was a tear around the spine. Through the wound, he could still see the white bones.

"Stop the bleeding...do you have something to heal the injury?"

"Hiss... what happened to you? Wait." Hannibal took a breath of cold air again. Even Mr. Conan was injured so seriously. What happened to him.

Half a month and an hour later, Camus was lying weakly on the bed. He recalled what happened today and his scalp was numb. He couldn't help but think of what the monster said. He had the aura of death on his body and was the same kind as him. 'He' wanted to If he dies, who is he? Who did you offend? Kamuo organized his thoughts one by one.

That monster should be a vengeful spirit. She said that she is the same kind, which means that he sees herself as a vengeful spirit, but he is obviously a living person. This vengeful spirit seems to be following her all the time. It was not like this. He had not forgotten that his white hands, which had always been invincible in the past, had a very difficult time dragging the resentful spirit away. This could not help but reveal his terror. Why was there such a terrifying resentful spirit in the pit?

Seeing Camus' face turning green and white, Hannibal spoke in a low voice.

"What happened to you? Did the gangsters do it?"

Camus shook his head slightly, "They won't hurt me yet. I met a resentful spirit this time, one at least..." At this point, Camus began to analyze whether this resentful spirit was level three or four, but he thought it should be It was Level 4. Thinking of this, he immediately felt a toothache. He would encounter Level 4 vengeful spirits whenever he went out to drink. He had been unlucky for eight lifetimes.

"Level 4 Wraith."

When Hannibal heard that it was a level four wraith, Hannibal's first reaction was to look around. He moved closer to Camus. After these days of study, he clearly knew what level four was. This kind of thing was completely a Slaughtering machinery and moving natural disasters. Although Mr. Conan was injured, he could escape from such a terrifying thing. So he was either a third-level or a fourth-level person. He was a high-level transcendent. Linka really didn't lie to herself.

In Billing City, the gang boss' face became more and more horrified when he looked at the broken limbs and arms everywhere. The entire Happy Street was stained red with blood. Every time he moved, he could feel the sticky blood under his feet.

"No one alive?"

"Boss, let alone the living ones, we are lucky to find a complete corpse, and we don't dare to go in." The men on the side looked at the corpses on the ground and spoke with chattering teeth. It's not like they haven't seen the dead. However, this was the first time they had seen such a bloody massacre. The blood on the ground had formed into a stream. It looked like hundreds of people had died in the massacre.

"Let's... leave here." The gang boss didn't want to pay attention to whether anyone was alive inside. He knew what was going on and was already lying on the ground. He couldn't help but think of his teacher's words when he was promoted.

"To be afraid of the extraordinary, we are all wretches struggling in death."

After the gang boss said this, he was about to leave. At this moment, he suddenly felt something was wrong. He felt that it was quite quiet around him. He could still hear the breathing of his men just now. He couldn't help but raise his head suspiciously.

"Haha..." I saw my subordinate laughing with a stern look in his eyes. He looked at him sternly and held his head unconsciously with his hand.

"Uh..." A mouthful of blood suddenly spurted out of his mouth, and he held his head in his hands and twisted it back.

"Crack..." There was a clear sound of fracture, his head was twisted behind him, and his body twisted and fell down.

When the boss looked at it, he immediately felt a cold air rushing to the top of his head. He suddenly felt that his face was itchy. Gradually, he felt that his mouth disappeared, followed by his nose, eyes, and ears.

"Boom..." Three seconds later, a corpse fell to the ground, but his face had no organs, as if he had been wiped alive.

"Where's my face? Where's my feet? Where's my hands? Where's my body? Where have they gone? Why can't I contact them?" A woman with bloodstained face came out of the club with a long hair on her face. It has extremely uncoordinated organs, a gray eye on the forehead, a purple lip, a tall nose with purple symbols painted on it, and red ears with missing earlobes.

"Can't find him, find him..." Suddenly the lady turned her head and looked in the direction Camus left, and his figure gradually disappeared into the darkness.

A few minutes later, the law enforcement officers from the discipline center arrived here. When they saw the bloody hell-like Happy Street, they suddenly felt cold all over. Kidd, who was wearing a white suit, looked at the blood and fresh internal organs on the ground and immediately became alert. Looking around, he suddenly received instructions from above when he was on duty, telling him to come to the Happy Street in the slum to check. Unexpectedly, he saw this scene when he arrived.

"Captain, look." At this time, Rama on the side pointed at a corpse with an ugly face. The corpse's face did not have any facial features. Next to him fell a corpse with its face backward. This was also the only corpse here. Two corpses with humanoid shapes.

"The body is not cold yet, retreat." Kidd squatted down and looked at the body. When he felt the slight body temperature of the body, his face changed immediately and he led his team members to leave here at a high speed.

In the Holy Land, Tianjian, who was silent in the spiritual world, suddenly opened his eyes. His eyes like stars looked towards the direction of Happy Street.

"Ghost? Such a powerful ghost, who summoned the ghost?" After saying that, Tianjian stood up from the stone platform and rushed over.

Ten minutes later, the extraordinary people from the Church of the Sun, the Holy Land, the Adventurer's Guild, and the Discipline Institute gathered in Happy Street. Tianjian, the most powerful one, immediately found the source. He walked into the big pit full of corpses with a strange look on his face.

"There are at most hundreds of corpses underground. The remaining breath here is from the vengeful spirit, but how can such a place have such a powerful vengeful spirit? Is it a ritual?" The bloated companion of the Discipline House spoke in a low voice. He couldn't help but speak out his doubts. In his opinion, this vengeful spirit is at least level 4, but how can such a place have such a powerful vengeful spirit? Even if a ritual is used to greet it, it takes a long time to prepare in advance. This period of time is enough for them to find something, but the situation here does not match his cognition.

"I can't find it. I'll go back first." Feeling that there is no strong breath around, Sky Sword Dorke Maya immediately turned around and left. This is the territory of the Discipline House. They will deal with it. Although the level 4 vengeful spirit is powerful, it is at most a small trouble for them.

In the Red Castle of the Principality of Asgar, the originally happy Book of Destiny suddenly cursed.

"Why did it change again? How lucky are you? There are not many people in this world who can make her stop."

"Pah..." The Book of Destiny, who was originally shouting, was knocked unconscious by a slap. He looked at the statue of justice in frustration and said nothing.

"An Jing, you haven't written any stories recently? Are you hiding something?" The statue of justice said indifferently, and the Book of Destiny fell directly into the hands of the statue of justice without saying anything.

"Huh... This doesn't fit his character. Who is going to be unlucky? It won't be him, right? Tsk tsk tsk." Seeing this scene, the statue of justice was silent for a moment. He thought of Camus, but it was interesting to think about it. Some things were not something he could change. He had long discovered that Camus was shrouded in some weirdness.

In Crichton City, after exchanging merits for the third stage potion and promotion knowledge, Anna was ready to leave the city. Whether it was the unknown seal or the changing situation in Crichton City, she subconsciously wanted to leave this place.

"Have you decided where to go?" A reluctant Ogri spoke softly.

"Bilin City, where are there more opportunities? The Investigation Bureau does not have the knowledge and formula for the promotion of Sequence Nine Stage Four."

"Well, maybe you will have greater opportunities if you go to the Madikka Empire. It's better for you to leave. After all..." At this point, Ogri paused. Recently, the political direction and parliamentary opinion of the Draf Republic have been directed towards war. Some extraordinary people in their Investigation Bureau have also been transferred away without anyone noticing. It is the best choice for Anna to leave now. Thinking of this, Ogri spoke freely.

"Nothing... I wish you good luck. By the way, what is the name of Sequence Nine Stage Three?"

Seeing Ogri speak like this, Anna looked at him in surprise. Isn't this guy sticking to her? Why has he changed?

"Stage Three is called Punisher, which seems to be related to criminal law." Anna immediately said the ability she knew.

"Oh... It's really unexpected, Punisher? The ability of Sequence Nine is getting more and more interesting. You should leave as soon as possible."

"Well... I'll leave as soon as I'm ready. Please talk to your aunt."

"Well... They are on vacation, and the Investigation Bureau pays for it. I said..." At this point, Ogri smiled freely.

"I really want to see you again, but I hope we will never see each other again. Don't come back after you leave."

"Well..." Anna whispered back. She was not a fool. She also vaguely discovered something from the recent complicated situation and the personnel transfers in the market and the investigation bureau.

"Aren't you leaving?" Anna asked in a low voice.

"I am from this country. I swear allegiance to the people of this country. They need me. My aunt told me that a man should be responsible for what he says, and it is not necessarily a bad thing." Ogli shrugged and spoke indifferently. Anna patted his shoulder.

"I never thought that a man could grow up so fast. I hope you will still be the same when we meet next time."

"Of course, I have always been a man."

"I'm leaving."

Looking at Anna getting on the boat in the snow, Ogli felt a little lost. He was only 21 years old. He was young and full of trust in this country, but he was also a little afraid of the future in addition to expectations.

"It will be fine." After saying this, Ogli turned and left.