Shadow Apostle

A tearing pain came from his chest.

But the body seemed to be drained, without any strength.

They hung limply on the claws, and even the rapier and pistol could only be held loosely in the hands, without even the strength to hold them tightly.

Blood poured into his throat, but he didn't have the strength to choke and cough. He could only let large groups of blood foam continue to gush out from the corners of his mouth.

At this moment he only had one feeling.

Rank 2 is simply too powerful.

He is obviously just a priest who is good at mysterious rituals, but whether it is speed or strength, he can crush him in all aspects.

I can't even see its movements clearly.

Before he could even think about escaping into the shadows, he was already penetrated by sharp claws.

But even so, Horst's eyes still swept across the ground where the priests had drawn the runes.

These runes must be destroyed as soon as possible, otherwise the watchers below will collapse within a few minutes.

"you again!"

"You weird puppet."

"What the hell is on you."

"It doesn't matter. Nothing matters anymore. Just die."

The human-faced rat priest didn't even look at the bodies of his two companions. He pinched Horst's heart and smiled ferociously.

Then the claws suddenly exerted force and pulled the heart out from behind.

The connected blood vessels were violently severed.

There was blood flying around the wound.

Horst was thrown out like a rag, and after a few steps of difficulty crawling to the side as if he was coming back to his senses, his body twitched and then completely stopped moving.

"Stupid humans actually dare to interfere with the arrival of Tsathogya. Death is the only result for you."

While laughing maniacally, he ate the broken heart in his hand with relish:

"You are just as stupid as the idiot who offered his daughter. When the time comes, those who sleep in Enkai will surely come, and your bodies and souls will become Enkai's nourishment. Hahahahaha, as long as the great Zato When Guya comes, there is no need to fight, the whole city will become food after Tsathogaya wakes up."

After happily eating up the whole heart, the human-faced mouse licked the remaining blood on its paws, picked up two paws of the same kind, dragged them to the drain under the statue and threw them directly, without any distinction at all because they were of the same kind. , the only thing that showed was a bit of a pity.

"Damn humans, kill my assistant and ask me to find two assistants for a while... Hey, why did it suddenly become so cold?"

The human-faced rat priest shuddered involuntarily and shook the fur on his body.

Level 2 souls are more sensitive and immediately detect abnormalities in perception.

"It's strange. With Enkai's blessing rune still there, why is it still being eroded? Hasn't it expired yet?"

The human-faced mouse looked around suspiciously, trying to confirm the condition of the runes. Only then did he realize that the damn human had crawled a few steps before he died, and had just climbed onto the runes to block his sight.

He will cause trouble for me even after death.

The human-faced mouse was a little anxious.

With the strength of its soul, it could resist this level of mysterious erosion for several minutes, but not those transformed human-faced rats downstairs.

The effects of the runes must be restored as soon as possible.

So, the human-faced rat priest hurriedly walked to Hoster's body and waved his wooden staff to push him aside.

Um?

The runes have been spent.

That itself is a rune left behind by a mystery that is invisible to the naked eye.

The mystery is difficult to erase, and the runes are therefore difficult to destroy.

But that doesn’t stop someone from adding a few new strokes of mystery to it.

As a result, the runes inexplicably turned into several stick figures with weird postures, completely losing their original weirdness.

Who did it?

The human-faced rat priest immediately raised his wooden staff and thrust it heavily into Horst's body.

But the body remained motionless, letting the wooden stick penetrate its throat and nail the body to the ground.

Strange, he was obviously dead. Could it be that he did it accidentally before he died?

Is turning into a stick figure just a coincidence before death?

Maybe.

Pulling out the wooden staff from the corpse, the priest didn't think too much. He forced himself to fight against the growing chill deep in his soul, found another place to raise the wooden staff, and repainted Enkai's blessing.

However, after just a few strokes, it suddenly felt a strange feeling in its heart and turned around subconsciously.

He saw a corpse with a large transparent hole in his chest and a small transparent hole in his neck, standing behind him with a smile, pointing the black hole at him.

"Bang bang bang."

Gunfire rang out, three shots in a row.

Horst's teeth hurt so much that he almost broke them.

Not only did he endure the severe pain in his chest and throat, he also had to stay awake at all times to prevent himself from falling into a coma, otherwise the beef soup would automatically repair his body, and he could at least use his consciousness to prevent it when he was awake.

The only option is to trade lives for lives, wait for an opportunity to kill the opponent's two helpers, and then fake death to lure the enemy to find an opportunity to destroy the weird runes.

Horst tried every means, but could only find this one method.

Fortunately, he finally got the chance.

The head of the human-faced rat priest felt as if he had been hit by a heavy hammer. His head jerked back, and there were several crisp bone friction sounds in his neck.

Even a strong man of level 2 was stunned by the impact of the bullet. The bullet bounced off the skull, but three bloody arrows burst out of the torn skin and muscles.

Horst released his hand without hesitation, letting Karakura's revolver fall. At the same time, he raised his rapier and stabbed the human-faced rat in the belly.

The priest had already reacted and waved his wooden staff in time to stop the incoming stabbing sword.

With a ding sound, Horst felt a huge force coming from the stabbing sword, and the weapon almost flew out of his hand.

But he smiled because he could fully see the movements of the human-faced mouse.

That's right, that's it. As long as there are no runes, your remaining time can only be calculated in seconds.

You slow down.

The priest's face became extremely ugly. Without the other two people to stop him, he had no chance to draw the runes under Horst's harassment.

With a livid face, he swung his wooden stick to force Horst back, then stepped back a few steps, slowly drawing a few mysterious traces on the ground.

However, just as the pattern was halfway drawn, Horst, who was forced to retreat, had already charged forward again.

A sword pointed directly at the right eye.

The priest felt that Horst's movements were getting faster and faster, and he could only retreat as hard as he could. Horst stepped on the mysterious lines, completely destroying the unformed runes.

Damn humans.

The priest knew he had no chance and the situation would only get worse.

It gritted its teeth, turned towards the floating sculpture, and loudly read out strange syllables.

"ku-la-ta"

At this point, even its voice had slowed down, but at least the syllables it spat out were still clear.

As he chanted, the sculpture suddenly began to rotate rapidly, shrinking rapidly as it rotated. In a few seconds, it shrank from a life-size sculpture to a small sculpture the size of a palm, and flew towards the human-faced mouse.

The priest held out his hand to the statue.

Thin ice crystals have quietly crawled onto its face and fur.

The breath it exhaled was already filled with white mist.

But it didn't care about this, it just rushed towards the statue slowly, as if it was a life-saving straw.

At the same time, a thin beam of light shot out from the statue and shone directly on the human-faced mouse.

Under the light, the frost on the face of the human-faced mouse quickly faded, and the white mist exhaled from its mouth became thinner.

Seeing hope right in front of him, the face of the human-faced mouse showed joy and hatred.

Just let me touch you, and I can shake off the influence, kill you, and then restore the runes and let Enkai's children kill everyone below.

The human-faced mouse had rekindled hope in his heart. He saw that Horst had rushed to the statue, but he did not dare to touch it because of the strange aura on the statue.

You can't stop me, you will die faster if you dare to touch the statue. Damn humans, just wait for me, I will definitely kill every one of you, I...

Just when the joy in its heart became more and more intense, it suddenly saw six ferocious tentacles bursting out of Horst's body, rushing towards the small statue in the air, and tightly wrapping the statue inside.

Horst just smiled apologetically at the human-faced mouse and said softly: "I can't help it. Ever since I saw this statue, this guy has been kicking me in the stomach. I really can't stop it."

"I'm sorry, the child is hungry. I'm sorry to borrow your statue."

"Don't be familiar with it, it's still a child."

Saying an apology, Horst thrust out his sword.

A sword seals the throat.

"Okay, the hole is returned to you, no interest will be charged."

Losing its last soul resistance, the human-faced rat's body was quickly covered by ice crystals, and was frozen before the blood could flow out. It instantly lost its vitality and turned into an ice sculpture.

Horst, however, was not happy, but looked at the body of the human-faced rat in confusion.

A faint mist was overflowing from the human-faced rat's facial features, condensing into a ball in front of him.

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