Mystery: From Meeting Amon

Chapter 244 The Real Powerhouse

Lewis froze briefly, he didn't expect to get this answer.

Do you think you pretend to be stupid so I don't know you?My inspiration is clearly reminding me that I am very familiar with you, and the guidance of fate will not go wrong...

Lewis straightened up, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, threatening:
"We met once, in the basement of the church, when you were still imprisoned and played by Bishop Utravsky.

Regarding this secret, I have always buried it deep in my heart, but recently, I suddenly felt like I wanted to tell the blood race. "

Emlyn White seemed to be saddened by Lewis. He raised his head, and a series of shameful memories flooded his mind.

Imprisoned, forced to listen to the classics of the Church of the Mother Earth every day, and even manipulated by the "Nightmare Candle", gradually accepting the fact that he betrayed his ancestors.

"No! You despicable guy, don't try to threaten me. I will definitely not give you the medicine. Give up."

Lewis originally wanted to make Emlyn submit obediently by threatening, but he didn't expect it to have the opposite effect. The only good news is that this vampire finally admitted his identity.

Finding that the threat had no effect, Lewis immediately thought of another way. As far as Emlyn's secondary personality is concerned, fooling around is also a good way.

"Mr. Emlyn, I really wanted to save you from the bottom of the church, do you know why I didn't save you in the end?" Lewis suddenly relaxed, and he sat on the side casually.

Emlyn didn't even look at Lewis, he continued to do his work, and in such a monotonous life, he gradually felt at ease.

Lewis continued to fool around:

"Actually, I can tell at a glance that you are not an ordinary blood race. You have noble blood flowing through your body, and you are carrying a heavy and great mission!"

noble!mission! ...Emlyn's body froze for a moment, his brain went blank. He remembered that he had joined the Tarot Society with the mission of the Blood Race, and remembered that even though he was misunderstood by so many of his fellow clansmen, he still had to keep moving forward in the dark.

He is a hero who is about to save the blood race. Even if he is always misunderstood, he is always destined to bear everything and struggle in the dark.

Reminiscent of the past when he was ridiculed by others, Emlyn straightened up slightly, adjusted his clothes, and said with a haughty expression:
"I didn't expect you to have eyes."

"Of course! I am a person who believes in the guidance of fate, and I can see some of your destiny." Finding that his deception was effective, Lewis immediately stepped up his efforts.

"You know, if the ancestor of Lilith wanted a person to take on the big responsibility, he must undergo rigorous tempering to complete the transformation from the mind to the body.

Wild beasts always travel alone, while cattle and sheep come in groups.Only when a person has experienced seven layers of loneliness can he become a real strong man!Only then can we bear the fate of reviving the blood race! "

Emlyn suddenly felt his brain tremble. He remembered that he had always had no friends in the past, and he remembered Mr. Fool's sentence: Those who want to be heroes must always accept the fate of being incomprehensible.

He held his right hand tightly, letting the slender nails dig into the flesh, and the bright red blood flowed down the elbow.

After a while, Emlyn calmed down a little. He took a deep breath and asked in a trembling voice:
"You said you can see through fate, how should I believe you?"

Lewis immediately presented the bad luck to Emlyn. He tapped his fingers on the table and said:

"In the next 5 minutes, you will encounter very unlucky things. Don't worry, this must be the test left by the ancestor of the blood race."

The next moment, a candle suddenly fell from the candlestick, and Emlyn hurriedly tried to help it, but his clothes were accidentally ignited.

Emlyn, who was afraid of fire, rolled on the ground regardless of his image, howled and extinguished the flames.

However, the bad luck was not over yet, he saw the overhead chandelier loosen...

Five minutes later, the scene was a mess. Emlyn was covered with wounds of all sizes, but he was still not seriously injured.

At this moment, he laughed out loud, he was absolutely sure that the ancestor was guiding him, and he was absolutely sure that he was the strong man who had experienced seven levels of loneliness.

Afterwards, Emlyn tidied up the tattered clothes on his body, walked up to Lewis, and stretched out his hand:
"Emlyn White, I am a noble blood race, you can call me Mr. Emlyn."

Lewis and Emlyn shook hands, he opened his pocket watch, glanced anxiously, and said:

"Actually, I also bear a heavy fate. Now I have to rush back to save someone."

Emlyn didn't waste Lewis' time, he threw a bottle of potion to Lewis, and said:

"You give him this bottle of potion first, and after I have dealt with the stinky old man here, I will go to diagnose and treat him myself."

Lewis agreed and left his home address. He took the medicine, took the fastest subway, and arrived at home half an hour later.

The study room has long been blocked by a sealed spiritual wall, and Miss Elana is guarding beside the witch Shirley.

Shirley frowned hard, her body was seriously injured, and the blood was still oozing out at a slow speed.

Seemingly hearing the voice, she opened her eyes with all her strength and shouted to Lewis:
"Save...help me, I...can help you with anything."

Lewis fed Emlyn's medicinal liquid to the other party and drank it. He could sense that the witch was temporarily out of danger.

"Miss Elana, I will give you the characteristics of a serial killer at night, and now I still have some things to do."

After the witch was settled, Lewis entered the bathroom, walked four steps backwards and entered above the gray mist.

He put the dagger he got before in front of him, and wrote the divination statement:
"How this dagger is used."

Leaning on the seat and falling asleep, Lewis passed through the pure white in front of his eyes and saw the dark corridor.

The witch poured power into the dagger, and then swung it out forcefully. In an instant, a storm rushed out, breaking the wall.

One screen turn:
In front of him was an ugly man, his body was wriggling, he opened his mouth and yelled silent words, and then his flesh and blood exploded.

The witch held the dagger across her chest, and a wall appeared in front of her. This wall blocked the impact of the explosion, but the land in front of the witch had already been blasted into a deep gully.

Awakening from his sleep, Lewis set about building the dossier.

Name: Twilight Dagger

Guardian Shield (Ability 1): Infuse power into the dagger, block with the side, can summon an unbreakable wall, below the high sequence can rarely be broken, even if it is hit by artillery, it can block it, as long as it is not concentrated fire.

Storm of Light (Ability 2): After infusing strength and swinging it out forcefully, a storm will sweep in the designated direction, which can directly destroy the human body, and can also eliminate resentful souls and evil spirits.

Side effects: just holding it will cause severe physical pain, the more you use it, the more blurred your mind will become, and gradually become crazy.

(End of this chapter)