N-A-A Chapter 136 Leodorus!
Chapter 136 Leodorus!
"What is this thing?!" Lorne's pupils shrank as he stared intently at the terrifying giant hand.
The arm was ten meters long, covered with a black, sticky substance, with countless deformed protrusions writhing on its surface. A pale skull, bloodshot eyes, and a scarlet tongue with sharp teeth... the entire arm exuded a nauseating stench of decay.
"The Rose School!" The familiar, sinister aura sent chills down Lorne's spine.
Unlike the previous methods that first tempted and then introduced evil, this time it was outright hostility.
It gives the impression that some entity is trying to seize some opportunity and is going all in.
He grabbed Tracy's wrist sharply: "Run!"
The two stumbled and staggered toward the exit of the burial hall, a sickening creaking sound coming from behind them, as if countless unimaginable aliens were twisting and growing.
Damn it, why did they have to target me again!
By the way, the pirates on that little pirate ship seem to be from the Rose School.
Lorne dared not turn around; his heart was pounding wildly, and all he could hear was the deafening sound of his own heartbeat and Tracy's rapid breathing.
As they rushed into the narrow passageway, a gray-white figure suddenly appeared around the corner ahead.
It was a gargoyle that was four meters tall. It had a head that resembled both a goat and a hunting dog, sharp fangs, fiery red eyes, and six pairs of grayish-white membranous wings. Corrosive slime dripped from between its fangs.
"Damn it!" Lorne instinctively raised "The Ripper," but just as he was about to pull the trigger, he suddenly saw the monster in front of him convulse violently.
The stone surface cracked and peeled off at a visible rate, and foul-smelling black water seeped out from inside, as if it were decaying rapidly.
In just a few seconds, the originally ferocious gargoyle dissolved into a puddle of mud.
"this……"
Lorne turned his head and exchanged a glance with Tracy; both of them saw shock in each other's eyes.
No! Now is not the time to think.
Lorne gripped Tracy's cold fingers tightly: "Keep running!"
When they finally burst out of the entrance to the ruins, the sight before them made them both stop in their tracks.
The entire Black Forest is withering away at an alarming rate.
The branches and leaves of the trees fell in a rustling sound, turning into ash the moment they touched the ground.
Screams, roars... countless sounds came from all over the island, but without exception, they all conveyed an excruciating pain.
"This is..." Lorne's question was suddenly interrupted by a muffled thud.
Tracy staggered and fell to her knees, blood seeping from the wound in her abdomen. Her pale lips trembled, and cold sweat streamed down her face. She tried to prop herself up, but couldn't.
Her pain worsened in an instant!
"Are you alright?" Lorne bent down and helped her up.
"Damn it!" Tracy glanced at the wound in her abdomen, then at the surrounding scenery. Her azure eyes dimmed. She looked at Lorne: "You'd better run, I'm almost..."
She had given up hope.
In Tracy's memory, the most powerful Extraordinary she had ever encountered was her mother, but her mother was no match for the one who caused this cataclysmic scene before her; the difference was qualitative.
"Don't say discouraging things." Lorne clenched his fists. He absolutely couldn't die here for no reason.
He stuffed Laki into his handbag, then lifted Tracy up and gave her a princess carry.
"I told you, you still owe me two lives. Don't even think about dying until you pay it back!"
"Mmm..." Tracy responded almost inaudibly, then, as if possessed, buried her head in Lorne's arms.
Destroying together like this, it doesn't seem so bad...
For Lorne, at this moment, there was only one word on his mind: run.
He took off running into the distance.
But...where could he run to? He was surrounded by the sea; even if he got on a ship, could he really escape this disaster?
……
"I have no choice but to resort to divination..." Klein, who was being pressured by Hugh, had no choice but to return to his old profession as a diviner.
"They should be asleep..." He breathed a sigh of relief after confirming that his two new tenants were asleep.
"Really? You didn't encounter any danger? That's great! I see you get along well with the two ladies. Why don't we have Charles put you two in the same team?"
The words of the 5 of Clubs echoed in my ears...
Damn it, I feel like this boss is playing me... Klein's expression twisted slightly.
Also, even if he's a teammate, why is he staying at my house?!
……
After calming himself down, Klein sealed his room with a spiritual wall, then took four steps backward to reach the gray fog above.
Hmm, thinking about the series of events that had happened to Lorne, Klein, sitting at the bronze table, hesitated.
"My spiritual intuition didn't react, which means there shouldn't be anything seriously wrong with my act of divination itself."
"Ugh."
After hesitating for a moment, he conjured a pair of sunglasses, put them on his face, and divined:
"Lorne Disenke's current location."
"Lorne Disenke's current location."
"Lorne Disenke's current location."
……
strange?
Klein asked several times, but there was no response from those around him.
Just as he was pondering whether he should change to a different method of divination.
A shattered image suddenly flashed before his eyes, startling him so much that he reflexively closed them. After a few seconds and finding nothing amiss, he cautiously opened them again.
"Is this at sea? But the image is so blurry."
In the picture, Klein could barely make out that it was an island, but the whole picture was like an old-fashioned black and white television, intermittent and blurry.
Just as Klein was focusing all his attention on the divination images.
Deep within the endless gray fog, something began to stir, seemingly wanting to penetrate this barrier and enter reality, only this time more secretive and more patient.
……
There was no escaping it... Lorne slowly stopped in his tracks.
Even without looking at the dilapidated surroundings, the buzzing spirituality in my mind reveals this fact.
"Meow…"
Laki clearly sensed something, her cry tinged with dejection.
"I'm sorry... I've dragged you into this." Tracy in her arms let out a soft moan before falling into a deep coma.
"No, it's my fault for dragging you down with me."
Even without evidence, Lorne had a premonition that this disaster was aimed at him.
This scene felt somewhat familiar; he had witnessed a cataclysmic event while in Tingen. He never imagined that he would see it again so soon.
And this time it felt even more terrifying than the last time.
He tried to infuse spirituality into the playing card, to open up that space.
But he failed again... In fact, he had already tried when the disaster first struck.
But just like now, it didn't work. From the moment that giant hand descended from the sky, Lorne felt his spirituality being locked up.
"Sigh, I never expected it to end like this..."
"All the talk of 'lucky winners' is fake..."
Feeling the growing pressure, Lorne glanced at his hand, deciding to give the monster the middle finger at the last moment to disgust it.
Just as Lorne was preparing to accept the outcome, crimson moonlight pierced through the clouds and shone on his face.
He looked up at the sky as if he had found a savior.
"A unique red moon, a symbol of life and beauty, all spirits..."
"No, I can't shout." The instinct for self-redemption stopped Lorne from uttering the next words, and a silvery-white light began to gather in Lorne's pupils.
……
"This is mysterious... no, it's him..."
Seeing that the situation had developed beyond his expectations, the person, who wished to remain anonymous, had no choice but to consider taking action.
However, just as he was about to get rid of that bastard who had wandered into his script, he...
But Lorne did something completely unexpected... he suddenly burst into laughter.
"Hahaha!"
He subconsciously glanced away.
Their clear eyes met Lorne's silvery-white eyes for a fleeting moment.
"I remember now."
"The time-travel guide says..."
"This is the time, this is the time..." Lorne looked up at the sky and shouted in Ancient Hermes:
"Leodorus!"