Collectors of Beauty World

Chapter 123 The Last Magic Box
Lu Xiao frowned and looked at Martin Le Marchand, who looked arrogant.

"Originally I planned to be gentler. After all, you are going to die. It's better to do this now. You can use simpler methods."

Lu Xiao moved his fingers slightly, and all the restraints on Martin were broken.He himself was lifted up by an invisible force and hung on the ceiling.

"Under normal circumstances, I am actually unwilling to use this method. However, for people like you, this method is better."

At this time, the people outside had begun to smash the door frantically, trying to rush in to stop Lu Xiao's movements.

But for some reason, the ordinary isolation door became stronger than the vault door.No matter how hard the staff outside smashed, they couldn't break open the door.

At this time, Martin's initial excitement had turned into panic.

"Who are you, demons? No, I can join you. I am a born bad guy. I should go to hell. Take me to hell."

Martin could sense that something bad was going to happen next.Start struggling desperately.

In fact, he was very excited when these people first appeared.Because he is going to die soon.What could possibly happen, worse than this?
But now, he felt as if there really was a worse outcome than lethal injection.The men seemed intent on torturing him and then killing him.

Despite the fact that Martin is a perverted killer, he has tortured and killed countless people.But we really have to use those methods on him.He absolutely couldn't bear it.

The vast majority of serial killers are not powerful.This is true both in the heart and in the body.Look at the targets of those killers. Most of them are young and lonely girls.

Martin is like that.Most of his targets are girls with blond hair.And he prefers underage girls.What he was addicted to was not killing, but showing his strength in those girls.

This kind of psychology corresponds to the fact that he cannot bear others to show a stronger side in front of him.Just like what Lu Xiao is doing now.He was manipulated at will like a god, leaving him powerless to resist.

The key was that the other party looked at him like an animal, which made Martin feel a little bad.But for the interventionist team, who have just returned from hell.Martin's behavior could not sway them in the slightest.

Martin's self-righteousness is nothing but an ugly clown in their eyes.

"Okay, Mr. Martin Le Marchand. Please be quiet. This will be one of the few contributions you will make to this world. Now, let's get started."

Lu Xiao said, as Martin fell to the ceiling, a wound appeared on his neck, and blood slowly dripped down his head.

Lu Xiao, standing under him, muttered something.The blood dripping on the ground lit up a dazzling flame.

Lu Xiao rarely uses prophetic magic. As an academic, the education they receive is.All magic comes with a price.Conventional magic consumes magic power and mental power.Generally, these magics are called white magic.

In addition to magic and mental power, black magic also requires the consumption of energy such as blood, soul, and even life.This characteristic is generally key to identification as black magic.

Prophecy magic is another system.They are neither white magic nor black magic.Because so far, the magic world has not fully understood what exactly prophecy magic consumes.

They have a general concept that prophecy magic consumes something similar to luck.

Throughout history, there have been many great prophets.The magical world is the same as the ordinary human world.One thing these people all have in common is that it doesn't end well.

From this, it can be inferred that most prophecy magic consumes invisible but more precious luck.

And in this regard, Black Magic in the Book of the Dead gives a solution.As a complete collection of black magic, Lu Xiao learned the magic in front of him.

Bloodline tracing sounds like blood magic.But in fact, this is more prophetic.Use a person's blood to trace the location of his blood relatives.

As a prophetic magic, this magic consumes something a little different.He doesn't need to waste his luck.Because all the expenses were borne by Mr. Martin.From blood, to luck, to life, to soul.
Martin's blood turned into a kind of fuel, making the fire stronger.At this time, some kind of blurry picture began to appear in the flames.

After watching for a while, Lu Xiao frowned.

"Not even close, sorry Mr. Martin. You may need to give a little more."

As he spoke, he moved his fingers slightly.The wound on Martin's neck doubled in size, and the blood dropped from the initial drip to a thin column of blood.

The flames became more intense, and the images inside became clearer.Even the few interveners around him began to be able to see clearly the scene in the flames.

"This is, Spencer. Saw him."

"Can you pinpoint his location? It doesn't have to be too precise, just a rough location."

"Wait a minute." Tiffany is a master at this.Turn on your computer immediately and start checking the background elements inside.

"Found it, this is Africa. He is in Africa, and the mountain behind him is a peak in the Kenyan Mountains in Africa. There is a tribe nearby, and he should be there now."

"Good, it's time for us to go. I don't know what Spencer is doing there, but he probably won't be there for long."

A group of people appeared silently and disappeared silently.The staff and family members outside were shocked.

If it weren't for the death row prisoner still hanging from the ceiling.They even felt that everything they saw before was an illusion.

Thinking of this, the families of the victims felt less scared.Because that's what they want to see.

On the other side, Lu Xiao also arrived in Africa with his interventionist team.

It's a pity that it can't be compared with the United States.Not to mention roads, most areas have dirt roads or even no roads at all.The group of them could only hire a helicopter and fly towards the mountains.

Along the way, the group of people kept discussing what Spencer was doing here.

At this time, Lu Xiao remembered something.That was the real Spencer back then, who had actually been here.

In Spencer's previous life, he was a British officer during World War I.He was on a mission in Africa, somewhere around this place.

It took nearly a day to finally find the primitive tribe.

But at this time, Lu Xiao asked the plane to land far away without disturbing the tribe.

"Why is that? Aren't we going to catch Spencer?"

"No, we are not trying to catch him, we just want to find him." Lu Xiao said, taking out Spencer's memory ball.

Tiffany finally understood what Lu Xiao wanted to do.

"You want to return the memory ball to him?" "That's right. It's guarded by Leviathan's power, and we can't see the content inside. It's actually very simple to know what Spencer is planning. Look at what he does Anything will be fine.”

Lu Xiao said and let go, causing the crystal ball to shatter on the ground.This thing is not sturdy.Leviathan's power rests on Spencer's memory, not the crystal ball.So, this thing breaks easily.

At this time, Spencer at the foot of the mountain suddenly raised his head, seeming to sense something.Then he looked up toward the mountain.But there is nothing there.

At this time, a huge amount of memories poured into his mind.He fell to the ground.When he woke up again, there was a cold expression on his face.

"I see, this is what I need to do."

On the other side, the interventionist team began comprehensive surveillance of Spencer.

"Strange, you can't guess what this guy is doing now? He is destroying mourning boxes everywhere!!"

"Destroy the Mourning Box? Why is that? Is he really."

"Impossible, he definitely didn't have any good intentions." Tiffany directly denied other people's claims.

"Why, is he doing good things now?"

"No, it's really not the case. Don't you realize there's something wrong?"

"Something is wrong, he was once the high priest. Isn't it normal to know the location of the Mourning Box?"

"No, it's not that. It's that there are fewer mourning boxes."

"Fewer is not." Thomas and others wanted to argue, but suddenly they stopped.

"Yes, no. Why aren't new mourning boxes born?"

This is the crux of the matter.Since Spencer started taking action, the number of mourning boxes has decreased significantly.And no new ones appear.

You know, the door to hell can never be completely closed.It is because there is some force that is constantly creating new boxes of mourning.

But now, that power is gone.This also means that as a former high priest, Spencer will be able to completely destroy all the mourning boxes in the world in a short time.

This thing seems to be a good thing, but when things go wrong, there must be evil.Lu Xiao knew from the first moment he saw Spencer that this guy definitely didn't mean anything good.He is recognized by Hell as the owner of the rarest dark soul among humans.

"What on earth is he doing, completely sealing off hell and avoiding Christie's pursuit?"

"No, it's not that simple. Christie doesn't have time to hunt him down. However, you reminded me. We can ask Christie. I hope she has adapted to the life of a high priest."

Everyone connected to hell again and saw Christie.There are people in hell who are easy to work with.No further preparation is required.Because Christie wouldn't hurt them.

When Christie appeared again, there were also three more subordinates around him.One of them, who was also a subordinate of the former high priest, deepthroated him.

"You came just in time, Lu. I was just looking for you. But it looks like you got something."

"Yes, there is. We found Spencer and monitored his every move. The guy is destroying all the magic boxes. At this rate, it will be another month or so. All the magic boxes on the market They will all be destroyed by him."

Christie's face became a little heavy after hearing this.

"I also noticed the changes in the magic box. I even asked Leviathan about this. But it only gave me a vague answer. The birth of the magic box linked hell and the world. The disappearance of the magic box will also cause a Change. But what exactly it is, I’m not sure.”

Hearing Leviathan's reply, Lu Xiao's heart moved slightly.That vague idea began to become clearer and clearer.But he didn't show it.

"How is the order in hell?"

"Thousands of things. I cleaned up a group of monks who were out of control. But the manpower was completely insufficient. You know, I can't recruit monks at will like before."

Christie became the high priest though.But her thinking seems closer to humans.The process of transforming a human being into a monk is completely unacceptable.Therefore, there are never enough manpower on hand.

The few monks around her now are all the intervenors who died back then, as well as her dead boyfriend.These are forces she can trust.

"Well, now we at least know that Spencer is planning something dangerous. Before that, I need to make sure of one thing, Christie, you can control the magic box, right?"

"Yes, but it must be in the same world. If you want me to master the magic boxes in the human world, I must enter the human world. That way I can sense the locations of all the magic boxes."

"No, there's no need for that. You continue to focus on the hell problem. Spencer leaves it to us. I want you to make sure, can you sense this in my hand?"

Lu Xiao said, taking out the mourning box he had collected.

A look of surprise flashed across Christie's face.

"It's unbelievable. How did you do it? I can feel it now. Where did you hide it before?"

"A little magician's trick. Now try to see if you can control it?"

"I try to be weird, it's there, I can feel it. But I lost control of the magic box. It's so strange, its power has not disappeared, it is very complete, everything is normal, except that I can't Control it. How did you do it? The power of Leviathan is on it."

Lu Xiao felt relieved.Obviously, his plug-in is still better than Leviathan.It’s just that my current authority is too low.There is no way to directly compete with Leviathan.But in terms of character, he does not lose.

"Very good, it seems that my method is still effective. In this way, we can watch Spencer's performance with confidence."

Christie immediately understood what Lu Xiao meant.

"You want Spencer to keep doing this?"

"Yes, he wants to destroy all the magic boxes, so let him do it. Let's see, what exactly does he want to do? Anyway, the last one is under our control."

On the other side, Spencer is still working hard.He recovered all his memories and began to implement the plan he had planned for many years.

"As long as all the magic boxes are destroyed, I can open the door. By passing through the door, I can master the 'art'. By then, I will dominate hell."

(End of this chapter)