Mystery: Outlander Gods of Bloodborne

Chapter 77 Lanvus
Sealed Artifact 1-42, Crazy Armor, this is the name of the extraordinary item on Leonard Mitchell who is chasing the 'Apostle of Desire'.As a Level 1 Sealed Artifact, it once caused the death of 10 people.

At this moment, the blood-stained spear tip of the silver armor has locked onto the fleeing shadow.

"Old man, who do you think this armor once belonged to?"

Leonard's green eyes were hidden behind the shadow of the steel pattern, making it difficult to see his expression clearly.

The silver armor trembled with excitement as it locked onto the enemy.

"I don't know." Pallez Zoroast's hoarse voice sounded in Leonard's mind. The strange thing is that he is now more tired than a few days ago.

"But the blood on it once belonged to an ancient god."

"Ancient God? Who is it?" Leonard asked curiously.

Pallez didn't answer.

Raindrops slapped the armor, making the interior even colder.

"Forget it." The red gloves with a romantic temperament gave a 'tss'.

"You're becoming more and more impolite, boy." There was a hint of helplessness in Pallez's voice, "You'd better not know some news. If you have something to say, it will be known."

The conversation between the two came to an end.

Leonard didn't refute any more, and fell into silence.However, it wasn't because of his conscience finding out, or realizing anything.

But the enemy is about to be caught.

His figure in heavy armor flashed by in the alley at an inhuman speed, completely violating the well-known laws, getting closer and closer to the position perceived by the armor, and the tip of the spear in his hand was trembling uncontrollably.

But when Leonard saw the enemy in front of him clearly, he realized something was wrong.

Jason Beria is a Sequence Five 'Apostle of Desire', he committed serious crimes in the city center, and escaped unscathed, extremely difficult to deal with.
But why is there only a shadow left of him now, and he looks like he is about to die? !

On the streets of the Eastern Borough, the Nighthawks under the silver armor suddenly scrambled a few times, and even tilted their heads in a daze, fully showing the deep confusion in the wearer's heart.

"..."

This scene was captured by the dark-haired young man across the room, and it reminded him of certain conversations involuntarily.

The Sequence Five we are chasing today is missing a whole body, do you have any clue about this?

Fuck, how do I know!

Yager, who was wearing a blood-dropping beret, wiped his face, pretended to be nonchalant and hid in the shadow of the building, watching the progress over there from a distance.

If the armor fails to kill Beria, it's up to him to make up the final cut.

The blood-stained windbreaker has been thrown away, and now Yagel is only wearing a thin vest, revealing the 'Evelyn' pistol pinned to his waist.

The silver bullets that hurt the shadows are already loaded.

What he didn't know, however, was that it might not be the dying Jason Beria that he had to deal with.

On the other side, in front of the dock at East Balam Wharf, Leonard Mitchell was wearing shiny silver armor, with a large swath of solidified blood sloping down his left shoulder, exuding a monstrous beauty.

Above his right hand in the carved armguard, the silver lance is held aloft.

A few meters away, Beria's shadow was still fleeing desperately, trembling away from the direction of the person with Extraordinary characteristics that terrified him.

He looked at the boundless Sunya Sea, as if he saw light and hope.

"boom!"

There was a slight pop on the pier.

Countless silver glows erupted from inside the shadow, like fireworks in full bloom, blooming in the dense raindrops!
The 'Apostle of Desire' of Sequence Five didn't even have the chance to scream.

he died.

This is just a casual blow of a Level 1 Sealed Artifact.

The cold armor slowly stopped under the dark sky, walking towards the remaining body of the other party, waiting for the extraordinary characteristics to be released.

By the way, the other people from the red gloves have to come over quickly, the time is almost up.
Leonard thought so, relaxing his tense muscles, and prepared to call out to his companions.

Right now-

"careful!"

Pales Zarathustra's burst of drinking rang in his ears.

The pupils of the green eyes under the helmet shrank into needlepoints almost instantly!

Leonard Mitchell turned his head urgently at an unprecedented speed, picked up his spear and faced the attacker behind him!
A well-mannered man wearing gold-rimmed glasses clenched his fist with a ferocious expression, trying to hit the armor with an aura of familiarity and trembling that Leonard had never felt before.

The man's eyes narrowed slightly, and the corners of his mouth seemed to be always raised, with a mocking smile all the time.

Lanrus!

Leonard's eyes widened.

Shock, anger, sadness, and hatred all rushed into his heart, almost making him lose control.

The former Nighthawk wearing the silver armor hurled towards the man in front of him without hesitation, and didn't even have time to distinguish why such a powerful aura was emanating from the man's frail body.

He just wants revenge!
The power of 1-42 instantly killed the rear who wanted to hold Lanwusi back, but now he turned into a 'giant' who rushed forward to block the knife, blasting his two-meter-high body into a pile of pieces of meat!
"Do not!!"

The 'giant' let out an unwilling roar from its shredded throat, but it was not afraid, but it seemed that there was a change in a certain ending that he sincerely expected.

The characteristics of Bishop Rose made the corpse tremble on the ground for a while.

A silver light suddenly appeared, illuminating Leonard's face distorted by anger behind the shadow of the armor.

However, Lanwusi in front of him was unharmed.

"How is that possible?" He murmured in disbelief.

Behind the house, Yagel, who was peeping in the shadows, also narrowed his eyes, and his right hand has quietly moved to the trigger.

The people who were scattered and fled because of the fighting had all hid in the buildings.Now, only the silver armor and the man were left facing each other on the pier.

"Why do you think I can live till now? Oh! He deceived me! He used me!" In the rain, Lanwusi roared madly.

"He treats me like a damn container!"

His glasses had fallen to the ground, breaking into cobweb-like cracks.

His top was torn during the attack, revealing his inner, bare upper body
No skin could be seen between the chest and abdomen, only the dark red flesh that seemed to have been dug open remained.They condense, intersect, and intertwine in groups, forming an upside-down figure!
True Creator!
Suddenly, all the gas lamps shining brightly in the rain were extinguished, and the whole area was plunged into rainy gray darkness.

Immediately afterwards, a terrifying aura centered on Lanevus and exploded outwards, showing a terrifying pressure that could not be resisted or faced.

That is the breath of the gods!
Over the eastern region, the invisible extraordinary mist is connected with flesh and blood, and the pain, despair, and anger around him are constantly nourishing this body, leaving him only a thin line away from his real descent.

Looking at this picture, the corners of Yagel's mouth suddenly drew into a straight line.

This is the true Creator.

Unfortunately, a few days ago, he had just signed a contract with Medici——

'The two parties must cooperate fully to help the Creator return to the world. '

(End of this chapter)