Mystery: Outlander Gods of Bloodborne

Chapter 79 Real Creator Mud
The clouds were still thick, framing the roads of a messy port below.Broken sails and oars, and completely shoveled masonry roads lay quietly together in the rain.

The tumbling sea gradually subsided.

【Blade of Burial】

[An interesting weapon that once belonged to the original hunter, Gehrman.Its blade is made of meteoric iron, rumored to have fallen from heaven. 】

[Gehrman must regard hunting as a farewell elegy, and only hopes that his prey can fall into an eternal sleep and never wake up again, starting another tragic nightmare. 】

The flickering silver light occupied the street, followed by deep scars all over the road, spreading down from the gravel ground after the bricks were smashed!

Lanwusi, who had not been completely descended from the gods, had no power to fight back, and even the long cry with the aura of evil gods could not cause any harm.

In the process of wielding the blade, Lanerus wailed, and the shrill cry was mixed with the angry roar of the true Creator.
Then slowly stop.

Soon, on such a miserable road, only three figures could be seen.

On the east side of the street, the ground breathes faint silver armor.And in the center on the west side of the street, two figures standing facing each other.

No, the description of "two ways" is not quite accurate.

The water droplets flowed down Yager's tall nose bridge, then condensed into a ball under the jaw, and dripped down from the air.
Then trembling, it landed on a ball of minced meat.

The worn-out leather boots Yager specially selected had been completely scrapped, and they were deeply buried in the trembling flesh and blood on the ground.Most of these scarlet parts are lifeless, only one or two pieces with evil spirit breath are still beating dying.

There was once a wanted warrant for this lump of meat, called the fraudster Lanerus.

"clang--"

With a sharp piercing sound, the bright silver knife passed through a section of trembling intestines, and nailed hard into the ground!

The end of the intestines seemed to be howling, and it was tensely lifted up to the sky for a moment, and finally fell completely feebly, turning back into ordinary corpse fragments.

Where did this piece come from, the right leg of the statue of the real Creator?

Yagel thought about it casually while continuing to smash the big business.

In just 3 minutes, the insidious and cunning Lanerus, the container of the real creator, has become a dead soul under the scythe, completely losing the possibility of being descended by God.

In fact, it probably only took him 30 seconds to lose this.

The remaining two points are Jager's conscientious dismemberment operations to ensure that the recovery power shown by the real creator before will not allow Lanerus to regenerate his severed limbs.

Unless [-] Lingchi earthworms can turn into [-] new earthworms, Lanerwusi should really be dead.

By the way, in order to inquire about the news of the mastermind behind the scenes, he specially left a head.
Um?Where is the head?

The black-haired young man who was plowing the ground was stunned, and happened to notice that Lanerus' head was flowing down the rainwater from the stinking ditch from the edge of his field of vision.

Because of the remaining influence of the true Creator, his brain has not completely died.

With shock, numbness, and unwillingness on the distorted face, it bounced on the stone and rolled into the distance.

Yager straightened up, walked his leather boots on the dark red meat mud carpet twice, and approached slowly in that direction.

There is nothing left but the head.

So if you run again, it is impossible to go anywhere.

His dark eyes quietly watched Lanwusi's dying struggle.

With a head covered in red blood and eyes full of hope, he stared at the slow-moving young man from a distance, as if expecting him to let him go.
"boom!"

The silver spear tip went all out, viciously blasting through the remaining head of Lanerus, even the red and white brains were evaporated in the silver light!
Leonard Mitchell, wearing 1-42, crawled to the west side of the street at some point.

From the other end to here, the trail he dragged left a long trail of blood on the ground.

The helmet of the silver armor fell off his delicate cheeks, revealing a happy and sad smile: "Hehe. Hahahaha!"

Leonard laughed loudly on the quiet port.

He looked at Lanwusi's head with no bones left, and finally confirmed that that hateful expression with a mocking expression would never appear in this world again!

The watery light in his green eyes trembled for a moment, and then could no longer hide in the eye sockets.

Two tears rolled down his cheeks.

"Captain Klein. I avenged you."

Faint sobs echoed in the ruins where the Creator descended.

Anyway, anyway, the port wars are over.

Tens of seconds later, Pallez Zoroast's old voice stopped Leonard's remaining emotions.

"Mitchell, it's fine."

These two sentences finally pulled Leonard out of his past memories and returned to reality.

The pain in all parts of the body, dizziness, and the aftereffects from wearing Sealed Artifact 1-42 near the limit time all surged up after he was completely relaxed, causing Leonard's expression to distort immediately.

"hiss"

I haven't felt this much pain just now.

He gasped, and struggled to untie the armor on his hands.

Then belatedly, he finally spotted the black-haired young man walking in front of him.

There was a slight hint of incomprehension on the other party's indifferent expression.After the previous arrogance faded away, he looked like a student coming and going at the gate of Ruen National Central University.

But Leonard has no amnesia.

He had just shredded a container that was being affected by God's Descending head-on more than ten seconds ago.

or more likely to be called.
Him.

"What should I say?" Leonard looked up against the rain with difficulty, and asked in a low voice.

Pales' hoarse voice sounded in his heart.

"Say 'we surrender'."

Relying on the ability of the brass key, Klein walked cautiously through the streets of the East District, falling far behind Mr. A and Ms. Despair who were rushing towards the port.

His mind was racing, trying to figure out a way to prevent the two from successfully carrying out what they called their "plan".

Notify the church?call the police?
It seems that it is not necessary.Judging from the extremely dynamic situation in the Eastern District, these forces should have known about the accident here long ago.

The horizon suddenly fell into a brief calm.

"No, no, Lord, I have failed you!" Mr. A suddenly burst into loud weeping, and wailed sharply towards the direction of the port.

His blond hair slipped from the camouflage hood because of the movement.

The desperate lady next to her didn't need to see her face, she could sense that her expression was gloomy and she followed her to a stop.

The movement of the two of them rushing over there suddenly stopped.

It is no longer necessary.

Even Klein can receive such a signal.

After a brief outbreak of that strong sense of oppression, it stopped abruptly just like when it appeared.

Only the remnants of the past breath are left floating in the air.

Obviously, the plan of the Aurora Society went bankrupt again.

Klein in the shadows breathed out a sigh of relief, very grateful.

Very good, keep it up like this.He sincerely wished the Aurora Club never to succeed.

Better not even try.

However, the reality of the situation made him freeze in the air halfway through the relaxing movement.

Mr. A knelt down on the ground with a crying voice, and raised his hands high: "The plan for the coming of the Lord has failed, and it's all my fault! I have to make up for it myself."

"Oh! Lord, please give me another chance! I sincerely pray for your coming!"

"Let our actions bring you glory in this land!"

Hearing these words, Klein in the distance froze silently.

A few seconds later, he took four steps backwards on the ground, entered a state of gray fog, and frantically dialed the number of a certain crimson star urgently.

Are you there?Are there extraordinary items to lend?Can you come and save me?
Wait online, hurry up! ! !
(End of this chapter)