Mystery: The Stars Returner

Don't choose a way out.

Lockhard no longer knew where he was. He was surrounded by dense forests, and the light of the crimson moon in the sky was vaguely visible.

Deep in the silent forest, there are occasional sounds of birds and animals.

Listening to these sounds, Lockhard's nervousness gradually eased a lot, and he breathed heavily.

Although he has the physique of a barbarian, in recent years, he has been with Duke Negan, eating, drinking and having fun, which has resulted in his physical fitness being far inferior to when he was young.

"You shouldn't be catching up, right?"

Lockhard looked at the dark forest, and felt an inexplicable tremor in his heart. A chill flowed from his internal organs to all parts of his body, and his hands and feet were cold.

So far, he hasn't seen clearly who is hunting him, but the invisible pressure makes it difficult for him to breathe.

The other party seemed to be playing with a cat and a mouse, admiring his funny appearance of running away.

At this time, he really wished he was a traveler.

If he were a traveler, he would have left this forest long ago, staying away from the stalker behind him.

Unfortunately, he is not a traveler.

Lockhard did not dare to stay in one place for too long, and soon continued to shuttle through the dense forest. Finally, he came to a pool of water.

It should have been a beautiful scene before him, but he felt like it was the end of fate.

He will die here tonight.

This pool is where his bones are buried.

Lockhard did not run away anymore, but looked around and said loudly: "Come out, I know you are watching me secretly!"

At this time, there was a slight tremor in the woods not far away. Lockhard's eyes lit up and he threw the knife in that direction. At the same time, he also distorted the space around that location and corrupted the land, trying to Defeat the stalker lurking in the dark in one fell swoop!

But in the end he discovered that the person who died under his serial attacks was an elk.

The real stalker had silently come up behind him, and pierced his heart with a sword. When he wanted to fight back, a terrible mental shock came to his mind, making him dizzy.

Lockhard tried his best to distort the concept of the other party and himself, so that the other party and himself would share half of the damage.

But his extraordinary ability did not have the desired effect, but was ineffective.

When he wanted to make the space around him chaotic to block the opponent's attack, all the blood in his body was continuously sucked out, especially in the pierced heart. The blood flowed out in streams, and soon his limbs became weak, and then There was no room for resistance.

Lockhard lay down forward, squirming and struggling on the ground, and finally turned his head and looked at the person who was chasing him tonight.

The person who came was wearing blood-red armor, holding a golden sword in his hand, and a blood-red vortex around his body was still absorbing his blood.

What concerned Lockhard the most was the black cloak on the back of this mysterious man.

It is filled with the pressure from the Black Emperor's path and the oppressive aura of high status.

"The Black Emperor's blasphemous card..."

Lockhard wanted to shout these words, but unfortunately, he no longer had the strength. When he missed the opportunity at the beginning, he had no possibility of survival.

The elk that he killed in a panic was just like him at this moment, lying on the ground and being slaughtered.

When a golden sword flashed across his throat, Lockhard closed his eyes completely.

Then another sword cut open Lockhard's body, taking away his extraordinary characteristics.

The pool reflects the crimson moon and stars in the sky, and is beautiful in the quiet forest. The only thing that makes people feel uncomfortable and incongruous is that there is a headless and bloody corpse lying beside the pool.

This is what the members of the Church of Storms saw when they heard the noise in the forest and found this place.

It was confirmed that this was the body of Lockhard Siakam, who assassinated Duke Negan.

"He died here. Who could have killed him?"

"Could it be Grand Duke Drink Augustus?"

"It can't be him. If he wants to take action, Lockhard will never leave the manor."

"The head and extraordinary characteristics were taken away, probably by his enemies."

"Is the other party asking for the huge reward from the Negan family?"

After some discussion, they felt that this was the most likely possibility.

No one knows how many terrifying Beyonders are currently hidden in Backlund. It is not impossible for an Extraordinary to emerge who can kill Lockhard Siakam.

With one hundred thousand gold pounds, even those lunatics from the Aurora Society would not be able to resist taking action.

"If no one goes to the Negan family to claim the bounty, then consider it as the bounty for our operation."

"Such a terrifying Extraordinary Person must be documented if anyone claims it."

“But what if it’s a powerful Beyonder invited by the Negan family themselves?”

"..."

The scene fell into silence for a while.

If this is the case, then the reward of 100,000 gold pounds will be completely missed by them.

"The royal family needs to explain this."

"Yes, they need to pay a price."

The people of the Church of Storms soon returned to a happy mood. After working for a long time, they must get some luck.

……

Late at night, Greg was still unable to sleep in his room. The window was not closed tightly, and someone suddenly threw something into the room.

He quickly turned on the light in the room and cautiously approached the mass. When he got closer, he saw clearly that it was a head.

Lockhard Siakam's head!

This man who was once his father's most trusted secretary and the murderer who assassinated his father, now only had a head left in front of him.

After the shock, there was joy, joy and joy, and I wanted to laugh out loud.

But Greco clenched his fists to hold back. He walked closer and stepped on the head, one after another, to vent his anger.

After venting his anger, Lockhard Siakam's specific appearance could no longer be seen in that head. His flesh and blood were blurred, and some parts had turned into a puddle of flesh.

Greco moved a chair, put his foot on Lockhard Siakam's head, and looked out the window at the dark night.

Who helped him avenge his father's murder? He already had the answer in his heart.

Hastur Campbell, his good friend.

Although he has never seen Hastur take action, he has always felt that Hastur is very extraordinary and may have already embarked on the path of an extraordinary person.

He promised himself last time that he would help him get revenge. Tonight, Lockhard Siakam's head appeared in his room.

This was Hastur's deliberate opportunity to vent his hatred.

"Hasta, my uncle is not as good to me as you are in this matter."

There was a hint of self-deprecation on the corner of Greco's mouth. The Negan family seemed to have two different voices.

He sat alone in the room until dawn, until the housekeeper knocked on the door and called him, saying that someone from the Church of Storms was visiting.

Greg stood up from the chair. After stretching, he glanced at the unknown head on the ground with disgust, then kicked the head towards the door of the room.

After opening the door, Greco kicked the head out of the railing under the horrified look of the housekeeper, drew an arc in the air, and fell to the lobby on the first floor.

"Clean it up."

After Greco ordered the housekeeper, he walked down the hall on the first floor with bloody footprints.

The first time he saw the members of the Church of Storms, he smiled and said, "Are you here today to find this head?"

"Lord Greco, you..."

"Sorry, there are some things I don't want to point out, but my father's death has something to do with your incompetence."

Greco directly blocked the questions that members of the Church of Storms might ask, and added: "I will personally donate 10000 gold pounds to the Holy Wind Church. As for other rewards, I have already paid them to the person who actually killed the assassin."

"We just didn't expect Mr. Greco to know such a powerful person."

"After this incident, I realized one thing clearly. No matter how powerful you are, it cannot compare to the power you can hold tightly in your own hands."

"We have already found some clues about Duke Negan's matter."

The members of the Church of Storms did not choose to hide it and told them one by one about their actions last night.

When he heard the name of Archduke Drink Augustus, Greco did not appear too excited, he just nodded and said: "Thank you for your hard work, I will donate another 10000 gold pounds to the three major churches. "

"..."

The staff of the Church of Storms were stunned. They had long known that the Negan family was rich, but this casual donation started with 10000 gold pounds. It was really embarrassing.

……

It was near evening that Hastur woke up from bed.

In order to solve the Lockhard Siakam situation last night, he had to turn into a stalker and run all the way.

In addition to using the war emblem, in order to suppress Lockhard's extraordinary abilities, he also brought the Black Emperor's blasphemous card.

Fortunately, the result was gratifying. Lockhard died in his own hands, and his Chaos Mentor extraordinary characteristics were also taken by him.

This was the best booty of last night.

In order not to spend the night with a head, Hastur threw Lockhard's head into Greco's room through the window overnight.

He believed that Greg would understand who gave him this gift and would sort out all the follow-up matters for himself.

If his guess was correct, Greco wouldn't contact him for a long time.

This is a tacit understanding between good friends.