Blood Candle Keep Disciple

Chapter 39 Confessions of the Dead
"So, you want to kill me here to avenge Impas?" The jester took a half step back subconsciously.The opposite Zhen Cheng and Zhi Shi did not move at all, but this calm feeling of oppression made him not dare to do any more unnecessary actions.

"No, no, Impas is not my friend, so why should I ask Miss Ben to avenge a stranger? Rather than worrying about your defeat, it's better to say that I came to avenge the shame that you had escaped. Woolen cloth.

Of course, this lady is not a little guy like you, how could it be possible to chase you to the ends of the earth just because you suffered a loss?If it's possible, I'm looking forward to the next opportunity to confront you." Zhen Cheng laughed so much that the back of the jester's spine shuddered, but he changed the conversation and threw out a condition that he completely hadn't thought of:

"So, in the eyes of Miss Ben, if you can kill Impas, there is nothing worthy of controversy in the competition in his place. And since even Scarlet recognizes your victory, I will not be stingy about this. To care about.

Well, Mr. Victor.Can we negotiate a deal outside of the game?Make an offer and let me buy your prize. "

Impas was stunned for a while, then began to sneer, and finally turned into a wild laugh: "Hum, hum... Hahahaha! It's a shame that I have studied you as a target for so long, but I never thought that Miss Zhen would actually Such a hypocritical person.

If you want to grab it, who do you want to show your attitude of being a civilized person when talking about transactions?Is it Scary?How much do you think is worth this golden mask? "

Smiling, Impas opened the briefcase in his hand.The lid of the box was opened, and inside was the golden mask that appeared in the blazing fire.

Zhen Cheng is not Navis, so the attitude of Paz at this moment is somewhat beyond her expectations.But if you think about it carefully, what people say is not unreasonable.How much money would it take to make people willing to hand over a complete mysterious path if they didn't put on a sturdy snatch stance?so……

"I can use another transcendent route to exchange with you, plus the price you offered, how about it?" Zhen Cheng tapped his temples seriously.

"Miss, you don't have this power. If necessary, please forgive me and I will take action to prevent you from revealing the family's secrets." But the housekeeper Zhi Shi, who was holding an umbrella for her by Zhen Cheng's side, stopped coldly.His expression was obviously a little strange, but Zhen Cheng's angle was obviously impossible to detect.

In the final analysis, he is his father's confidant, not Zhen Cheng's own.Due to the continuous struggle and contradiction with the family, Zhen Cheng and the only butler who can be instructed by his subordinates are actually full of complex confrontations.

But Cheok Suk misunderstood her.

If she was willing to bow her head to the head of the family, why would she come to another place to participate in the game?What Zhen Cheng thought was actually to first gain enough power to survive in the [Secret Space], and then rely on his own ability to obtain a new extraordinary way from there to repay the debt.

However, Zhen Chengcheng wanted to talk about a deal, and the two people were distracted by the conversation, but there was no intention to talk about peace.Looking up again, Zhen Cheng was surprised to find that the jester had already put the golden mask on his face!
This guy planned it from the beginning, and found a suitable opportunity to show the mask not to prove that the mask is indeed in his hands, but to prevent the decisive move from being killed in advance before he successfully put on the mask.

In an instant, Zhen Cheng didn't even have time to be shocked, and immediately took out his [Victim] card from his arms and threw it out.

This small prop of unknown material became extremely cold the moment the golden mask was brought on, making Zhen Cheng feel as if he had a glass of liquid nitrogen in his arms...

Well, there is nothing special about holding a glass of liquid nitrogen, all you can feel is the severe pain of frostbite on the nerve endings. Hot, just pure pain.

All in all, the severe pain made Zhen Cheng have no time to think, and hurriedly pulled the ghostly thing that seemed to absorb all the temperature in the air from the neckline and threw it to the ground.

At the same time, raindrops fell on him.Cheok-seok had already thrown away his umbrella and drew his spear, rushing towards the jester.

Huh, huh, clang!
At a distance of more than ten meters, two silenced pistols were fired during the sprint.The first shot hit Jester's chest, but it didn't make him fly backwards and fall due to the kinetic energy of the impact, not even the muffled sound of bullets piercing through the flesh.

The second bullet hit the golden mask.Unsurprisingly, the gold mask was not squeezed, deformed or penetrated like ordinary soft gold, but bounced off the warhead unharmed after a crisp metal collision.

In the blink of an eye, Zhishi had already rushed in front of the jester, grabbed his wrist at a speed that ordinary people couldn't reflect, and pushed his shoulders against his feet, stumbling him and knocking him to the ground.

As a result, the masked jester still stood motionless, but one of his arms was twisted by Zhishi.

With such a development, Rao Zhishi, who has seen strong winds and waves, is also a little stunned.The more familiar people are with fighting, the more they know their limits.Zhishi knew that it was absolutely impossible for him to tear off a person's arm just like that.

Twist off?It's possible, it's too mysterious to pull it off or something? !
Glancing at the arm in his hand suspiciously, Zhi Shi was suddenly struck by an irresistible dizziness.When the human body feels the extreme dizziness, it is not spinning, but like a train hitting your head head-on.

In the extreme dizziness, he realized that he was still fighting, and tried his best to force himself to focus on the jester.

The golden face in the field of vision seemed to be the center of the world, exuding a thousand rays of light.This mask does not have any hangers attached to the face of the person. Instead, it looks as if a twisted body has grown from behind the mask, and the person is attached to the mask.

Looking directly at such a body, the feeling of dizzying Zhishi has gone beyond the degree of the brain being crushed by the train, but produced an almost religious sense of shock.

He felt as if a universe was colliding with him, and with just one glance, this clan expert who couldn't even raise his eyebrows under torture, completely fainted uncontrollably.

All of the above scenes only appeared in Zhishi's senses, and Zhen Cheng, who was drenched in the rain, did not see a ray of light from the golden mask.On the contrary, she vaguely felt that with the jester as the center... or more specifically, the golden mask as the core, there was something invisible and dark-like radiating out.

Zhishi, who rushed forward, fell down inexplicably. Before she could react, she was wrapped by the wriggling vines on the ground, dragging away the darkness beyond the light.

Zhen Cheng frowned, took out a pistol, and turned the phone into strong lighting mode to hit the jester at the edge of the woods.

"Mr. Anbis told me a secret at the end," the man cracked his mouth and smiled, the corner of his mouth went directly over the edge of the mask to the root of his ear: "The function of the ritual in the mansion is to activate the power on this mask and make it in A state that can take effect anytime you take it with you.”

(End of this chapter)