Spellcasting Heavens

Some people say that there is nothing more painful in the world than waiting for death to come, especially when a person knows his own death is coming, but there is no way to save it.

But as an important figure in New York's underground world, Miles didn't feel much pain and fear at the moment, on the contrary, there was an inexplicable calm, as if all the thoughts of power and power in the past had disappeared. A deep love for life remains.

If there was a choice now, he would not hesitate to trade all the wealth, power and power for ten years of life.

But it is a pity that even in the underground world where all kinds of strange supernatural forces are rampant, few people can bring them back to life, or forcibly extend a person's lifespan, even if there is, it is not something he can enjoy.

Watching the raindrops crackling on the glass outside, Miles sighed slightly, turned to the servant who was always by his side and said, Francis, is my funeral arranged?

Of course, sir. And according to your request, I will delay the announcement of the death by one day and inform the council to prepare for the war game. The latter bowed calmly.

Hearing the answer he wanted, Miles nodded lightly: Very good! Remember, be careful when distributing property to make sure my children will never be tracked. Tell them, wait till I die. After that, it is best not to contact each other anymore, don't come to lay flowers in front of the tombstone, and don't try to get close to the underground world.

Rest assured, I have replaced your stocks, real estate, and real estate with bearer bonds. As long as your children settle down, they will be able to use these bonds to get rich start-up capital, or to invest in business, Or receive interest on time and live a peaceful life. In short, no one can find any clues through financial means. In addition, several of your sons and daughters have also said that they will never get involved in the disputes in the underground world, so there is nothing to worry about. . Francescu assured with a bitter look on his face.

Because this was the fifth time in an hour that he had heard similar questions and answered them five times, but after a few minutes at most, Miles would forget everything, as if caught in some kind of weird time loop.

Obviously, the once-powerful New York congressman is now on the verge of death, and even his memory has begun to decline rapidly, and it may not be long before he will become an ordinary old man with dementia.

As a witness to this process, Francis is undoubtedly sad in his heart. He even has an urge to kill his master immediately. At least this can preserve the image of the other party in his mind, instead of watching him weaken little by little like he is now. , and eventually into death.

Miles obviously didn't realize this, and continued to mumble with his head down, not knowing what he was talking about.

Just when he raised his head and was about to repeat the previous topic again, a black shadow suddenly flashed past the window, followed by the glass shattering with a bang.

I saw a black DV covered with rain falling from the sky, just beside the hospital bed.

Who?! Who is it! Francis rushed to the window and looked out.

But apart from the vast night and the pouring rain, there was no trace of any living person at all. If it wasn't for DV still there, I'm afraid he would think that he was too tired and had hallucinations.

Out of a subconscious reaction, Miles bent down and picked up the DV that was close at hand. In less than ten seconds, his originally calm and peaceful eyes instantly turned into flaming anger, and at the same time, he spurted a mouthful of blood. , roared loudly: How dare she!!!!!!

What! What happened? Francis hurriedly grabbed the DV and checked what was playing on it.

In less than a minute,

He couldn't help trembling all over. He crushed the DV with a click, and said through gritted teeth, Sir! I think it's time to start a backup plan. Patty must die! She needs to pay for her arrogance and ignorance!

Oh? What's the price? Let's hear it.

With the crisp sound of high heels stepping on the marble floor, the **** banshee in a black dress pushed open the door and walked into the intensive care unit.

Next to her, followed by a shivering little girl about ten years old,

Elfrida! Miles' pupils shrank suddenly.

Grandfather... Grandfather! Save me! The girl opened her arms and tried to rush to the side of the hospital bed.

In her impression, the grandfather who loves her the most is always omnipotent, and no matter how terrible disaster the family encounters, it can be easily resolved by him.

But unfortunately, before she could take two steps, Patty raised her hand and snapped her fingers.

moment!

The girl seemed to have lost all her strength and fell to the ground with a thud, her freckled face showing abnormal excitement and excitement.

Bastard! She's still a child! How could you treat her like this! Miles stood up angrily.

Huh! Child? Sorry, dear Congressman, you seem to have forgotten that I was a child back then, but didn't you still choose to exile me to the desolate South American tropical rainforest? I can tell you clearly, today I am going to let me You feel unparalleled pain before you die, and then you die with endless regret and unwillingness. Nothing can stop me from revenge. With that, Patty drew an ominous bone knife from the inner thigh, and gently Gesturing on the girl's slender neck.

The sacrificial knife in the sacrifice ceremony of the Incas! Francis undoubtedly recognized the origin of the bone knife, and the whole person became nervous.

That's right! Since you know it, you must know what will happen if someone is stabbed or killed by it? Patty pursed her lips into a playful smile.

People and animals stabbed by sacrificial knives will bleed continuously until they die. And the soul after death will be devoured and transformed into a terrible curse. As far as I know, since the demise of the Inca civilization, the world has There are not many such weapons anymore, where did you get them? Francis asked with a solemn expression.

Hahahaha! This is thanks to our Mr. Senator! If he hadn't sent me to the tropical rainforest, I would not have been able to find the ancient Inca city hidden in the depths of the jungle, and I would not have been able to learn the knowledge and power of the gods' sacrifice. Now, are you ready to watch your beloved granddaughter die tragically in front of you? Don't worry, I'll take this process slowly to make sure you taste enough pain.

The voice just fell!

Patty directly used the bone knife in his hand to cut a half-wide incision on the girl's fair neck.

The bright red blood immediately flowed down the small mouth, and the white skirt was dyed red in the blink of an eye...