Mystery: From Meeting Amon

Chapter 243 The Sea of ​​Perth
Seeing the imminent danger, Lewis decisively pulled out the "Fallen Revolver" on his waist.

Pong pong!
Several consecutive shots were fired at different angles, and Lewis heard the sound of impact. In this narrow corridor, bullets are difficult to dodge.

Of course, he couldn't dodge the opponent's attack. Presumably, the opponent waited for him to enter the tunnel before attacking, which should be the reason.

A spark flashed in the tunnel, and the next moment, Lewis heard heavy breathing, and the stabbing dagger arrived as expected, but it missed slightly.

Boom!

A gap was drawn in the wall beside Lewis, and the huge force directly pierced through the wall, and wisps of the sun's rays shone in through the gap.

"It's dangerous. Fortunately, I reacted quickly enough. When I was hit by the 'Fallen Revolver', she could only swing a knife."

The sound of breathing in the tunnel gradually became heavy, and with the rippling of water, Lewis saw an extremely beautiful girl showing her body, her abdomen was bulging at a speed visible to the naked eye.

When the fallen revolver hits the enemy with only one bullet, the person who gets shot will have difficulty restraining his own desire, and his brain will be dominated by the fallen desire; but if two bullets are hit in a row, the symptoms of pregnancy will appear .

"It's terrible. Looking at the situation, I'm afraid she will give birth in half an hour!"

Lewis took out a normal pistol, and then a silver-white bullet pierced the skull of this beautiful witch.

Without any desire, he didn't hesitate to start, not to mention, he didn't want to wait until the stuff in the witch's stomach was born.

With the death of the witch, the silk thread in the passage also disappeared. Lewis took the dagger, walked to the end of the passage, and pushed open the heavy stone door.

As the stone door was pushed open, countless light clusters floating in the air poured out, and transparent figures seemed to be imprisoned in these light clusters, accompanied by a gloomy chill.

Behind the stone gate is a secret room, and in the middle of the secret room is an altar with a wooden statue placed on the altar.

The wooden statue is carved with a woman, with thick hair hanging down from her head, and there is an eye on the top of these hairs, which can be opened or closed.

Circle after circle of wooden plaques were placed around the middle of the altar, and one of the wooden plaques was engraved with the words Polly Ian.

"It is the image of the original witch. They are holding a ceremony to curse a group of people."

Lewis looked at the items in the secret room, and there were only some ritual items in the whole secret room, nothing else.

He clicked his cane, this harvest is very boring.

At this moment, Lewis felt a cold feeling coming, and illusory and terrifying ravings sounded in his ears.

The scenery in front of him gradually became abstract, and the stone pillars and altars in front of him began to elongate, shaking constantly in front of his eyes.

Turning his head, Lewis saw a mass of dark object pushing towards the stone door. The object had a disgusting eye, and the stone slab it touched was decaying in an incredible way and turned into a pitch-black powder.

"The Sea of ​​Perth...the Sea of ​​Perth..."

boom!
The illusory and terrifying raving sound had a real feeling, and a place name rushed into Lewis' mind.

Thick blood vessels spread out from his hands. These blood vessels seemed to be alive, crawling on the surface of his skin, gradually tearing his body apart.

"escape!"

As the idea of ​​escaping appeared, Lewis opened the traveler's diary, and the page recording the Tussock Bridge appeared in front of him.

Afterwards, a burst of force ripped apart an illusory door in front of Lewis.

Lewis rushed into the door, and his figure appeared under the Tussock Bridge in the next moment, with the river shining in the color of the sun in front of him.

The terrifying voice in his ears had disappeared, and he sat on the bank of the river, trying to use meditation to suppress the out-of-control phenomenon over and over again.

After a while, the blood vessels that emerged from his body gradually subsided, and Lewis pinched the corners of his eyes tiredly.

"The thing that broke into the secret room just now is very strange, like a monster, a monster that got out of control."

Lewis was terrified. He believed that the dead witch gave birth to the monster, and this creature was a side effect of the fallen revolver.

"Even if you are dead, you will still give birth to monsters, but what does the name of the place silently recited by the monster mean? The Sea of ​​Perth?"

Silently memorizing the place name, Lewis blew the copper whistle to summon the messenger Miss Elana. The seriously injured witch is still useful, and I hope she will not die in the hands of the monster.

"Miss Elana, please go to No. 23, Swan Lake Street, West District, and find a messenger who was seriously injured. If she is still alive, put her in my house, and I will give you the extraordinary characteristics of a 'serial killer' Make an exchange."

"I...understood." Miss Elana raised her head and gave Lewis a smile, her figure gradually faded.

Lewis breathed a sigh of relief, instead of rushing home directly, he hurried to the Harvest Church.

Even if the witch was still alive, she was seriously injured and needed some potions to maintain her life and heal her injuries.

Currently, the only pharmacist he can think of is the vampire Emlyn White of the Harvest Church, which is less than 10 minutes away from the Harvest Church.

Crossing the deserted path, Lewis was able to see the church that was hardly ever visited.

Probably, Bishop Utravsky's preaching had no effect, which made the church so deserted.

Walking into the hall, you can see a young man with black hair and red pupils, his hair combed back is carefully wiping the candlesticks, his mouth full of complaints.

"Damn old man, I will not convert to Mother Earth anyway.

Just wait, the Nightmare Candle is about to expire on me, and I will make your plan come to naught! "

Mister Fool's promise made him extra confident, not to mention, he also knew Mr. Destiny who was willing to help others.

As long as he can reach a deal with these existences, Emlyn believes that he can completely solve the hint of the nightmare candle, and the great ancestor Lilith will definitely forgive him for his mistakes during this period.

The next moment, Emlyn's body tightened. He lowered his head and worked harder.

"Mr. Emlyn, I need a bottle of potion to treat trauma, please hurry up, or the person may die." Lewis took off his half-height silk top hat, walked into the hall and asked.

Emlyn's body suddenly softened, and when he realized that the person who came over was not Utravsky, he no longer felt nervous.

"Potion, what potion? I think you may have misunderstood. I am not Emlyn White." Emlyn turned around. He didn't intend to hand over the potion, and even pretended to be stupid.

After all, a great vampire actually works in the Church of the Mother of the Earth. If this incident reaches the ears of his fellow vampires, those companions will definitely laugh at him, just like laughing at his favorite puppet.

(End of this chapter)