Mystery: The Lamp God’s Path To Freedom

Latest website: Gehrman's polite waiting, not only did not make Danitz, who was brought back to life, grateful, but made him curse mother in his heart, but somehow, Danitz, who became a sidekick again, was full of safety sense.

Listening to Danitz's narration little by little about all the evil deeds of Admiral Blood and his subordinates, as well as their rumored abilities, Klein suddenly said:

"Can you find their foothold?"

Danitz, who was fixing his arm, raised his head in amazement. Immediately, excitement and surprise flooded into his heart, and a bright smile appeared on his face immediately.

"You want to avenge them for me?"

Gehrman looked at Danitz calmly and with deep eyes.

"No...that's not what I meant, I mean...are you looking for them?"

Gehrman didn't answer, just looked at Danitz with dark brown eyes, and raised the corners of his mouth little by little, showing a crazy smile.

In the days that followed, Danitz kept running between bars and casinos, mobilizing contacts to inquire about the whereabouts of Steel McVeity's group, and even resorted to fishing and law enforcement to deliberately reveal his tracks in the sphere of influence of Old Quinn. , lure them to follow or attack, so that the crazy Gehrman can get clues and track back.

In the end, they found the living corpse of the action in a garden house in the Loen settlement, confirming the stronghold of McViti and his party in Bayam.

In the Azure Wind Hotel, Danitz excitedly asked Gehrman, who was sitting on the chair carefully cleaning and maintaining the revolver:

"Are we going to act tonight? How will we act then?"

"There are so many of them, I suggest finding some help."

Gehrman didn't raise his head, and didn't say anything until he polished the gun.

"Go and fetch that lamp."

Yes, we have oil lamps that summon lightning storms!

Danitz immediately put aside his worries, and happily went outside and held Gehrman's oil lamp with both hands.

"You use it."

"I?"

Hahaha, that's great, I can tell them in the future, I killed Steel McVeity with one lightning strike!

Danitz couldn't close his mouth happily, and hurriedly asked:

"Then how is it used? Um... what negative effects does it have?"

"Ask him yourself."

"Ask... ask it?"

It's the first time I've ever encountered such a thing, asking a magical item how to use it, the captain must be interested in such a magical item, I'm going back and tell her,

Hey, she'll definitely be very happy and look at me tenderly and listen to me wholeheartedly, hahaha.

Thinking of the **** politeness that Gehrman insisted on, Danitz organized the language and spoke as politely as possible:

"Dear Mr. Lamp, I would like to ask how to use you."

As soon as the voice fell, Danitz saw the oil lamp he was holding lit up with a faint golden light, and a voice sounded:

"One gold coin will be drawn once, and whatever abilities you draw can be used within 24 hours."

The corner of Danitz's mouth, which was stretched just now because of the thought of the captain, could not be pulled back quickly, and then expanded into a circle with exposed teeth.

After a while, Danitz took out a gold coin and threw it into the oil lamp, only to hear a "ding dong", and a small ball of illusory paper flew out immediately, and Danitz caught it subconsciously. Unfolding, a line of very short words appears above:

“Thank you for your patronage”

Klein saw the handwriting on the paper ball with sharp eyes, and almost laughed.

I'm professionally trained to laugh no matter how funny it is.

Klein pretended not to care, and quickly picked up the revolver as if to cover it up, and began to lower his head to wipe it again.

Danitz looked at Gehrman who was silent and thought of his crazy eyes.

If I can't help in battle, he'll just turn me into gold pounds?

Danitz quickly took out another gold coin and put it into the oil lamp.

The illusory paper ball appeared again, and then slowly unfolded.

"Change position, do it again"

Danitz continued to put coins in unbelief, so he quickly accumulated a pile of notes.

The last time, really the last time, Danitz took out the gold coins again with a grim expression.

"Ding dong!"

The illusory paper ball flashed a magnificent purple, and a large paragraph appeared on it:

"Ability: The Witch's Binding Rope. Description: It emits invisible and flexible silk threads, which can bind the target firmly, and arouse the target's desire, so that it can't break free, nor does it want to break free. Price: 30 gold coins each time."

Danitz's face froze, completely in disbelief.

He grabbed the invisible note hard, as if he could crush the object in front of him.

He paused for a while, then took a deep breath, took out a handful of gold coins, and put them into them one by one.

The purple light flashes again, and the text on it reads:

"Ability: Interrogator's Whip. Description: Send out an invisible electric current to attack the target's spirit, making the target feel the scent of being beaten by the thorny whip, causing the target to tremble and become weak and unable to resist. Price: 50 gold coins each time. "

This ability is good, but I always find it weird.

Seeing that there were only a few orphans left in a large pile of gold coins, Danitz kept throwing in coins until his hands were as blank as his skull.

He drew another ability.

"Ability: Vampire's Corrosive Hand. Description: Condenses a palm covered with a violent corrosive liquid, with sharp nails growing on it, which can break through the target's defense and corrode the target's body. Price: 50 gold coins each time ."

In the early hours of the morning, after adjusting the positions of various spells, sun brooches, and wriggling starvation, and replenishing enough bullets, Klein and Danitz, who was carrying a lamp, approached the steel McVetee's residence.

The night without the red moon was quiet, and some living corpses and puppets around the garden villa pretended to be normal security personnel wandering back and forth, and the lights were still on in the villa.

In a specially decorated room, there were no gas wall lamps, only a few candles were lit at the four corners of the room, which made the room dark and chaotic.

A handsome boy was hung by a rope hanging from the roof. Under the few clothes left, there were criss-crossing welts that could not be concealed, and wounds as bright as roses.

With a whip in his hand, a cigarette in his hand, and one leg crossed, McVetee sat on a luxuriously decorated seat, admiring the scenery in front of him.

"boom!"

"Boom!"

A huge fireball exploded in the villa, shattering all the glass windows.

As the room shook, McVeity felt his corpse and puppets spin out of control. His face was contorted with anger, and his eyes were suddenly full of madness and bloodlust.

Huntley, who was already asleep, sat up from the bed, quickly put on a robe full of casting materials, and rushed out the door.

The calm Squall had another mission tonight and was not in the villa.