Chapter 261 The Lord of Night London

"No!!! Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!"

Horok turned into light, but instead of becoming a righteous messenger from an alien, he was forcibly integrated into his body by a perverted killer named Jack the Ripper.

Horok gradually lost his human form, turning into threads of kindness, gathered on Jack the Ripper's hand, and finally turned into a pair of black gloves.

That is the artifact that was forcibly refined by Horok.

"Perfect~"

Jack the Ripper admired, these pair of god-defying props that were refined from the life of the Valkyrie, which can create artifacts, are really perfect for him!

"This... this is too much!!!", Gray complained loudly about what Brunhilde had done. Even Gray, who admired Brunhilde so much, couldn't ignore this cruel fact. .

"Forcibly refining the artifact, isn't that just... Isn't that just ignoring Sister Horok's wishes and forcing her to die?!!!"

Faced with Grey's questioning, Brunhilde turned her head away and looked at the two people who were facing each other on the field, and responded: "In order to win this battle, that child, Herok's power is necessary, she wants to I don’t understand, and I don’t have time to give her to figure it out.”

Even so, Brunhilde didn't think there was any problem with what she did. In her opinion, only the combination of Jack the Ripper and Hercules could compete with Hercules!
"Herok, the reason why I chose her for seventh place is because the ability her name implies fits perfectly with Jack the Ripper's fighting style, that is the ability she possesses, its name is— —Weapon Collector!"

After Hercules saw through the secret of the glove, Jack the Ripper not only did not panic, but became even more excited, as if the complex puzzle he had deliberately set was finally solved, and the answer to the mystery he buried deep in it was finally solved. It's such a joyful feeling to finally be known to the world.

Like a child who just got a new toy, Jack the Ripper kept introducing to Hercules how powerful the black gloves on his hands are.

"Only this pair of gloves can be called a custom-made one. No matter the size or material, it fits the palm of your hand perfectly. If it's too much, it's too loose, and if it's too small, it's too tight. Compared with the gloves I've worn before, it's so comfortable. I don't know where I went! And ah..."

As he spoke, Jack the Ripper bent down and picked up a fragment of Big Ben from the ground, a broken brick the size of a thumb, pinched it between his two fingers, and showed it to Hercules.

"Look at this, Mr. Hercules, this is just an ordinary piece of gravel that cannot be more ordinary. Even in the eyes of humans, it looks so insignificant, but when it is touched by this pair of gloves , look!"

Jack the Ripper held the small rock in his hand, slightly bent his thumb, and instantly ejected the small rock from his hand.

The originally mediocre stone, in the hands of Jack the Ripper, has the effect of a super electromagnetic gun. The flying speed of the stone is quite difficult for the naked eye to catch, and it goes straight to the head of the Hercules Hercules!

"Tsk!"

The Hercules Hercules tilted his body slightly, and the stone shell went straight and hit the building behind Hercules, creating a big crater alive!
It is unimaginable that if Hercules had not escaped just now, the duel would have been decided right here and now!

"Did you see it? Mr. Hercules, a mere stone, with the blessing of this pair of gloves, also has such a powerful power to break through walls. The dial of the clock just now failed to directly take your life, I said Very sorry."

Hercules, the God of Hercules, was unmoved by Jack the Ripper's explanation, neither opened his mouth to scold him, nor waved his gavel indiscriminately to attack again, just stood there quietly watching the Ripper Jack blows.

Since Hercules did not speak, Jack the Ripper chose to continue his one-man show.

"If you are as clever as you, Mr. Hercules, I believe you have now realized what this means."

The answer to the mystery is ready to come out, not only Hercules, but also the vast majority of the audience, are aware of the seriousness of the problem.

For Hercules, the god of Hercules, everything that Jack the Ripper touches will be the deadliest weapon. Even the whole street, even the whole of London, has become a weapon in the hands of Jack the Ripper!
When the mystery was revealed, the scene fell into an atmosphere of despair. This time, it was no longer Jack the Ripper who was forced into a desperate situation, but their idol Hercules.

Jack the Ripper is well-groomed and composed.

Hercules, the God of Hercules, was covered in cuts and bruises, missing half an arm, and looked serious.

No matter how you look at it, Jack the Ripper has to say "I have the advantage".

"Alcoides...Come on..."

"Master Hercules ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

Some of the supporters of Hercules Hercules have begun to be shrouded in negative emotions. In their view, the current situation can no longer be said to be optimistic, but it is just one step away from losing.

The adults bowed their heads and prayed. This was the first time since the first battle that they expected the gods to show up and help the Hercules Hercules get out of the desperate situation in front of him.

And the children cried and cheered for Hercules, hoping to convey power to Hercules through this seemingly useless method that can only be effective in literary works.

Hercules, the God of Hercules, stood upright on the streets of London, still tall and mighty, but he didn't look like he had any spare time at all.

Due to not using magical skills for a while, the tattoos on Hercules' body are slowly shrinking back. This is a bit of good news among many bad news. The pain on Hercules' body has eased a little, maybe There is a slight chance of winning back.

Under the full moon, today's "London" is not shrouded in fog, and the vision is good, and no one can escape.

Jack the Ripper, this terrifying existence that only haunts London at night, finally announced today to all those who were obsessed with finding him and chasing him that he is the real master of London at night!
"Have you heard that? The hero's soul-requiem song, that is the treatment that only an existence like you can have."

Jack the Ripper opened his arms, as if embracing the chaotic night.

"Come, Mr. Hercules, the hour of the last act is here!"

(End of this chapter)

Tap the screen to use advanced tools Tip: You can use left and right keyboard keys to browse between chapters.

You'll Also Like