"The duration of the limit state should be about 30 seconds. We can't waste time here..."
A thought flashed through Chen Lun's mind.
He knew that once he left his extreme state, his strength would be totally insufficient to fight against the Red Rose Team , and he would be in danger!
After all, he is just an ordinary [Sequence 7]!
whoosh!
Chen Lun flashed to the coffin and was about to take it away.
At this moment, the bone-carved doll lying on the ground suddenly made a crackling sound, then climbed up by itself, turned its head, and looked at Chen Lun again with its dark eyes.
"Look at your sister!"
Chen Lun slapped the bone doll with his backhand, and with a clang, it flew away. Its head was still spinning in the air like a propeller, which was both weird and funny.
The boy made of bones hit the wall and fell to the ground, his hands, feet and head twisted in an inhuman posture.
The magic "sensory deprivation" it cast on Chen Lun also became ineffective, and Chen Lun regained his vision and hearing.
He turned his head and glanced at the doll, knowing full well that this thing was, in a sense, Jerome's weapon and also a ritual material for promotion.
But he had no interest...
Unless Jerome is killed first, this bone doll cannot be destroyed. It has established a deep , and if it is taken away, it will be hunted down.
There is no need to carry a "time bomb" with you.
Fortunately, without Jerome personally controlling it, the power that this doll can exert is very limited.
Chen Lun tried to put his hand on the coffin, preparing to put it into the Blood Poetry Ring, so that he wouldn't have to carry the coffin and run away, which would be too inconvenient.
The Blood Poetry Ring flashed red, and a vortex gradually appeared.
There was a gleam of delight in his eyes.
“It can be done…! Most likely, it’s because Mr. Byers’s body has no soul and is considered dead…”
But the next moment.
Warning lights lit up in Chen Lun's heart; his spiritual intuition was warning him.
At the same time, a scream was heard in my ears!
A bone nail engraved with hideous patterns came flying at high speed, aiming at Chen Lun's palm which was placed on the coffin!
whoosh——!
Its speed was extremely fast, far faster than a bullet, almost like teleportation, and it reached Chen Lun's hand in the next second.
Ping! !
The bone nail hit the coffin board, but was blocked by a black light, making a crisp and piercing sound, and the vibration sound after it bounced off continued for a long time.
Chen Lun dodged to the side and slowly exhaled.
Fortunately, he dodged in advance , otherwise his hand would have been hit!
The power of this bone nail is so great that Chen Lun doesn't know whether Didak's armor plus the defense of steel bones can withstand it.
He wasn't completely sure.
"Byers wants to take this body back? Haha..."
A low and old voice came.
Chen Lun turned his head and saw an old man with white hair and beard standing at the door of the warehouse. He was wearing a loose scarlet monk's robe and holding a bone-carved doll in his hand. There were many wrinkles and age spots on his face, and he looked like he was about to die.
"Bone carving monk Jerome..."
Chen Lun read out the name in his mind, and the pressure surged.
"This old man has actually advanced to [Sequence 5]! And there are only 15 seconds left in the critical state. What should I do? ! "
This is a very bad situation!
"If Byers had come in person, there would have been a slight chance to take back the main body, but he only sent a small character like you..."
The old man looked at Chen Lun calmly, shook his head slightly, and looked a little disappointed.
He didn't seem to be afraid of this "pale monster". Instead, he hoped that Byers would be present in person, as if that would give him the opportunity to trap and suppress it.
Even if Chen Lun broke through the Red Rose Team's blockade and defeated Dr. Wordsworth and two team members...
But in Jerome's eyes, he is still just a minor character.
Chen Lun did not panic at this critical moment. He thought about countermeasures very calmly.
Suddenly, he thought of something and everything became clear.
'There is a way... but I only have one chance!'
Chen Lun suddenly swung the cards, and under the extreme state, the power of the magic "Card Flying Knife" also increased.
whoosh whoosh whoosh...!
Several cards spun at high speed and flew towards Jerome.
There are also a few pictures that are mixed with the extraordinary flames attached to [Fireworks in the Palm].
While making the move, Chen Lun secretly dropped a card at his feet at an extremely fast speed.
"sucker Punch."
Jerome's old voice spoke again.
He lifted the bone doll like a puppet in the hands of a ventriloquist.
Click!
The boy, who was as white as bone and porcelain, opened his mouth, and his dark eyes were lifeless.
Whoosh——!
An icy-blue wind blew out of its mouth, like a winter wind mixed with biting frost, rushing into the warehouse.
Several cards suddenly slowed down against common sense, moving slower and slower, like rusty gears that gradually got stuck.
The cards were covered in frost, and finally, like insects in amber, they froze in mid-air, not even falling due to gravity. The same was true for the few cards with extraordinary flames burning, which did not go out but remained motionless.
Even the extraordinary flames were condensed by the cold air!
“Hiss… huh…”
Dr. Wordsworth
With his neck stiff, he turned his head and glanced at the dying nun lying on the ground, his eyes revealing a sense of helplessness. The blood that flowed from the other party solidified into ice, and the entire warehouse became like a cold storage.
Chen Lun faced the cold wind and thought to himself that something was wrong.
He could no longer sense the cards that popped out, and the "magic seal" he had left on them in advance was also wiped out by the cold, so he could no longer perform the magic of "reviving a living person".
"You just killed the first step of the plan. What a pity!"
Chen Lun endured the biting cold and a thought flashed through his mind.
But he did not just sit there and wait for death.
While there were less than ten seconds left in his extreme state, he shook his pale wings violently, stepped on the ground at the same time, and flashed in front of Jerome at an extremely fast speed.
call out!
He blew a whistle and activated the hypnotic power of [Siren's Song].
At the same time, the pitch-black sharp claws swung towards the old man!
But Jerome had no reaction to this. He simply ignored the hypnotic voice and the attacking claws. He stood still and didn't even lift his eyelids.
Click!
The bone-carved doll suddenly turned its head, and the cold wind from its mouth blew directly towards Chen Lun.
Chen Lun had actually anticipated that hypnosis would not work. After all, the opponent was a [Sequence 5] warrior, and his willpower could not be lower than 25 points... But it wouldn't hurt to try.
As he was hit by the cold wind at close range, he felt a chill all over his body, and the claws waving in the air became slower and slower.
'In three seconds at most, I will be completely frozen!'
Chen Lun said secretly.
'But this distance should be enough...'
The pitch-black claws on his hands were still getting closer and closer to Jerome's head, with difficulty and effort, giving people the feeling of a struggle for survival.
But his eyes glanced at a wooden barrel behind Jerome.
Magic "Escape from the Cage"!
Chen Lun was gradually solidified by the extraordinary coldness at this moment, which met the performance requirements of this magic trick.
Whoosh.
His figure disappeared, and the target of the bone-carved doll's cold air suddenly became a wooden barrel.
“It’s meaningless.”
Jerome didn't even turn his head. He clearly felt that the pale guy was behind him.
"You like to show off, don't you?!"
Chen Lun was less than five meters away from Jerome at this moment. Looking at the other's back and the bone-carved doll that gradually turned its head to look at him, he cursed in his heart.
He moved his slightly stiff wrist, took out something from the Blood Poetry Ring, and threw it lightly.
He then performed the magic trick of "changing the living person's body" and exchanged the position of the card dropped from the coffin.
This time, Jerome's expression finally changed.
"Damn it!"
His expression changed slightly, and he turned around abruptly, holding the bone-carved doll in his hand in front of him.
The thing thrown out by Chen Lun was actually a tiny piece of bone.
【Cat God Talisman】!
Boom! !
A golden lightning as thick as a bucket appeared out of nowhere and fell from the sky. The dazzling light illuminated the entire warehouse.
Bang!!!
There was a loud bang, which echoed dully in the warehouse.
The golden light condensed, exploded, and turned into thousands of branches, spreading like golden branches.
Jerome was hit in the chest by the golden lightning and let out a sharp wail.
Dr. Wordsworth huddled in the corner, shielding his eyes from the blinding light with his hands. He shuddered when he heard Brother Jerome's screams.
What kind of injury could cause the leader of the Red Rose Team, the monk whom Archbishop Rafa valued, to suffer so much? !
Who is that unidentified enemy?
Wordsworth's mind was in a mess and he couldn't figure it out at all.
As the golden lightning gradually dissipated, the warehouse fell into silence again.
The doctor slowly raised his head, and when he looked at Brother Jerome, his already pale face looked even paler and his eyes widened instantly.
Jerome was kneeling on the ground, his scarlet robe was tattered, revealing his thin old body underneath. His body was covered with pits and wounds, but these wounds did not bleed, but were covered with golden spots.
Spots of light flickered, sometimes growing into golden branches as small as fingertips, and sometimes disintegrating into spots of light and dissipating, repeating over and over again, immortal and indestructible.
Next to the monk lay the bone-carved doll. Its face, which was once as pure white as porcelain, had cracked and was covered with cracks all over its body, as if it would shatter at the slightest touch.
It was this lightning bolt that blocked most of the power of the golden lightning. Otherwise, Jerome's injuries would have been even more serious, and he might even have died.
Jerome raised his head with difficulty, his eyes as cold as the ice and snow in the Far North. Dr. Wordsworth was frightened when he saw him.
In the old monk's sight, Chen Lun's figure and the coffin in the warehouse had long disappeared.
There was a big hole in the ceiling of the warehouse.
“Jack!!”
Jerome's five fingers were like eagle claws, gripping the ground tightly, his eyes were red.
He growled from his throat:
"Damn reptile, I will kill you with my own hands!!"