Chatty Hollywood

Chapter 141: Moths to the fire

Charlotte had known for a long time that her own bloodline had a God-killing bonus.

In fact, he realized this after he had just acquired most of the memory of his predecessor Charlotte by calling the soul.

To this end, he also investigated the family heritage of Charlotte—of course, he is now himself—and found that it was indeed the descendant of the killer Booth.

Moreover, because this ability is rooted in the blood, even if Charlotte Neri's soul has changed, it will not be affected when used.

"Is this one of the golden fingers of crossing?"

Charlotte had jokes like this herself.

However, he also knows that this seemingly abnormal ability actually has some big limitations-

First of all, this is not a general-purpose ability that "even the gods will kill for you", but a special-purpose ability that can only be used when facing gods-most of the time, there is no use at all.

Second, this ability is only effective in the United States.

After all, Lincoln is one of the greatest presidents in American history, but has nothing to do with other countries.

Finally, just relying on this ability alone cannot kill God independently.

This is why he still needs Hinckley's gun.

When formulating a plan to deal with the evil god, his own bloodline ability was originally used as a hole card by him.

But now it seems that the hole cards have to be used-

Even Charlize could see the difference in the third bullet shot after Charlotte stimulated the power of his own blood.

Because there is a clear red light on the bullet.

The bullet seemed to fly to the evil **** slowly and quickly, the latter wanted to dodge, but it was too late...

"puff!"

The bullet slammed into the head of Cthulhu, and instantly flew away his skull.

Blood and brain pulp splashed into the air like a fountain.

Charlize, who saw this scene, did not scream like the heroines of ordinary horror movies. Maybe it's because she has been with Charlotte for a long time, so it's no surprise!

She even had time to observe the fallen body of the evil god.

"How come it has become something like a moth!?"

"Because He hasn't died yet!"

As Charlotte spoke, he held up the still burning candle in his other hand.

It turned out that after the Cthulhu was smashed to the head by Charlotte's third shot, although it looked like he fell to the ground. But the blood he splattered turned into moths in mid-air.

It's not just blood, in fact, the entire body of the evil **** is turning into moths.

The moths wanted to escape, but were unconsciously attracted by the fire of the candle in Charlotte's hand, and rushed in groups.

"Moths to the fire!"

The smile at the corner of Charlotte's mouth looked cold and smug.

"Because most of Cthulhu's magic power comes from "The Silent Lamb", when he is killed by me and is about to dissipate, these powers will also change to their original form."

"A moth?"

Charlize certainly knew that the **** moth was the icon of the movie "The Silent Lamb," but what she didn't understand was--

"They are all rushing towards the candle in your hand. Is it because of the nature of moths to fight fires?"

"How could it be that easy?"

Charlotte smiled and shook her head.

"God is different from man. After death, there will still be some consciousness remaining. This part of consciousness should be attached to the moths, trying to escape, but—"

Charlotte shook the candle in her hand.

Obviously it's just a small birthday candle, but the fire that lit up at this time was like a torch.

"My candle has been specially treated, and has a special ability to track and attract the magic from "The Silent Lamb"."

"So those moths that are magical in nature will pounce on your candle?"

"Yes!"

Charlotte nodded.

"However, just in case, I still have to make some second-hand preparations."

As he said, he took out a stack of yellow money paper, lit it directly with a candle, and then threw it into the air.

Unlike the last time when the ghost tiger's remaining power was cleared, the yellow money paper did not rise against gravity this time. They scattered directly in the indoor air, turned into burning firebirds, and began to fly around.

"They are catching moths that run away."

Charlotte explained,

"Now that Cthulhu is killed by me, and only the remaining consciousness is left, he is more similar to ordinary ghosts. At this time, the yellow money paper that attracts ghosts is effective."

"It's just that, this time I attached the candle that can burn the magic moths to the top of the yellow money paper. When they are attracted, they will be burned to death immediately."

"I see!"

Charlize relaxed and began to admire the flying firebirds,

"However, these firebirds are so beautiful!"

"right!"

Charlotte is also very proud,

"Unfortunately, I can only use this spell in the world of painting walls. Otherwise, facing a large group of ghosts, a stack of yellow money can take them away, which is easier than opening the door of hell."

"Hell Gate..."

Charlize remembered the scene,

"Speaking of which, would you untie me first before continuing to explain?"

"OK."

Charlotte realized this problem. He saw that the moths in the sky had been burned out, so he relaxed and began to unwrap the scotch tape on Charlize's feet.

"Is the Cthulhu now completely wiped out?"

Charlize asked.

"Yes!"

"I think it is a mistake for the evil **** to use your consciousness to descend on the dark side."

Charlize laughed.

"You bastard's cutting is completely black, and the dark side is not part of your subconscious mind."

"..."

"Furthermore, after the Cthulhu borrowed your brain, he didn't learn anything else, so he just learned what you said. The villain died of talking too much!"

Charlize's words are correct.

If Cthulhu hadn't obeyed Charlotte's habit and had spoken a bit before doing it, Charlotte might not have the chance to kill him at all.

From this perspective, the villain died of talking too much, it deserves its name, but—

Charlotte's face, who talked too much, turned black.

However, he didn't say much, still silently unwinding the scotch tape wrapped around Charlize's feet.

Charlotte stopped abruptly until both feet were untied.

"Why only half the solution?"

Seeing the smirk at the corner of Charlotte's mouth~www.readwn.com~ Charlize suddenly realized that it was not good.

"Sally, it's so enjoyable for you to mock me!"

Charlotte gently lifted Charlize’s unbound legs and separated them from left to right.

"Then, as a price to ridicule me, it is also a celebration of victory over the evil god..."

The girl's face blushed, and she subconsciously wanted to kick the other person, only to realize that both of her legs were held in the hands of the other person, and her hands were still tied to the back of the chair with scotch tape.

——It looks like a lamb to be slaughtered.

"Wait, this is the world of painting walls? Are we okay? And we need to go out before the end of the movie?"

Charlize tried to stop the opponent.

But Charlotte didn't let go of her legs. Instead, she kneaded a few times gently.

"After the movie is over, we will naturally go out. If that time is not over, we will go outside and continue. As for the question of whether painting the wall works or not, Sally, don't you want to try it?"

The girl bit her lip...

*******

In the outside world, Alexis is still waiting anxiously.

Suddenly, she realized that there seemed to be a burst of electricity flowing through her body--

"It feels..."

Alexis, who felt something was not right, reached out and grabbed Charlotte who was sitting in front of her.

"really!!!"

The girl gnashed her teeth and cursed these two guys, but before that, she had to resist the bursts of electricity on her body.

——Charlotte, who is still in the world of wall painting, couldn't shield her this time.

PS1: "Moth Fighting Fire" is a silent film released in Europe in 1915. There should be a record in film history. PS2: The train will start immediately after fighting the monsters, are you okay?

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