"And the flowers in the world will take shape, and the magnificent and immortal things will follow..."

  Warren's singing hadn't ended yet, and his poems hadn't had any effect yet, and Gray used his two strong and powerful arms to crawl on the ground, dragging his bloated body like a house to approach.

   The strips on its back that looked like twisted ropes, and like things with scaly trunks, shook violently, like a whip, to the profiler.

   Warren exclaimed, and the singing was interrupted, and the young man who was reluctant to continue singing rolled on the spot, avoiding the attack, once or twice. However, he was flew out by the third ‘whip’. Fortunately, he raised his arm in time to block and was taking protective measures.

   Otherwise, if the head is drawn, the consequences will be disastrous.

   One strike was successful, and Gore was about to chase him down. Suddenly its eyelids seemed to be heavy, and liquid came out from the corners of its mouth, as if he was going to fall asleep.

   Behind it, Lewis was closing his eyes and reaching out to press his eyebrows. There were circles of invisible ripples spreading, like running water over Gorey.

   The light in Go Lei's eyes dimmed rapidly, his goat-like face, and his muscles were slowly relaxing. It had already fallen asleep.

   The profiler on the other side hurriedly got up, knowing that the captain had forced Gorey into a dream, and he couldn't miss it. He immediately drew out the revolver and poured the demon hunting bullet in the gun into Gorey's head.

   No matter what kind of monster, the head is an important and deadly part.

   Based on this judgment, Warren locked the opponent's head.

   Bullets plunged into Gorey’s head one by one, but its skull seemed extraordinarily hard, and the bullet could not be fully embedded. The energy saw the silver bullet on the surface of the goat’s face.

   ate a bullet, and Gore suddenly "woke up", the tentacles on its back lashed around frantically, as if dreaming and shooting caused it to have a stress response.

   Warren did not dare to stay where he was, holding his head flexibly, and using the statue on the memorial square to cover him, avoiding the monster's attack.

   Lewis appeared to be much more calm, he walked towards the monster, neither fast nor slow, and Gorey's tentacles always came close to hitting him.

   The inspector at this time is being watched by the **** of luck.

"you-"

   "The peaceful bride who keeps her virginity;"

   "A girl adopted in silence and a long time."

   "History of the mountains and forests, you narrate so beautifully;"

   "A flowery story is better than our verse."

   (Note 1)

  .........

   As Lewis sang, there seemed to be a quiet atmosphere in the air. Although this did not make Gorey fall asleep, his movements became obviously sluggish, which made Lewis jump on his body easily.

   Then, with his vigorous skill, he quickly climbed up to Goray's back. Even in such a battle, the inspector, with his hair still intact, moved closer to the monster's head.

   Gore seemed to feel something, and swayed sharply, and Lewis almost threw it off from above, but he drew a dagger, advanced into the monster's body, and luckily fixed it on it.

   Then, with the help of this swinging inertia, he swayed out, tumbling in the air, crossing Gorey's head.

   Lewis stretched his arms naturally, letting the muzzle of the revolver hit the brow of the goat's face.

   Shoot continuously!

   bang bang bang-

   Three dull gunshots echoed in the square, and Gorey let out a scream, clutching his head with his hands, twisting frantically. It slammed into the sculptures out of control, and the tentacles on its back whipped around. In the process, it gradually lost its strength, and finally fell to the fountain in the middle.

   The huge body crushed the spray pool, and the pool water flowed out from the fragments of the pool body and under Gorey's body, filling every gap between the floor tiles.

   Warren opened his mouth wide, and said in disbelief: "Captain, knot... over?"

   Lewis was putting away the revolver, and nodding lightly: "I found its weakness in my dream. Only the upper part of the eyebrow is more fragile, which can destroy its brain."

   "Handsome, Captain!" Warren exclaimed happily, "The lucky coin is really useful. Without it, we might not have been so smooth."

   Lewis opened his pocket and glanced at the coin inside. The pattern on it disappeared: "The stored luck should be used up. Then I have to isolate the body of this thing for you to dispose of..."

"Wow-"

   Inspector's voice ended, and suddenly there was a cry of a baby from behind!

   In the quiet square, among the fallen monster corpses, there was a baby crying unexpectedly. There was nothing more frightening than this.

   Hearing this sound, there was no smile on Warren's face, Lewis also turned back very quickly, took out the revolver again, and filled the bullet nest with bullets.

   The crying stopped at this time, but both of them saw that the belly of Gorey's body was bulging abnormally. Suddenly, there was a scream, a blade with a strong yellow light, broke open the belly, and pulled it down, a large amount of blood and unknown liquid poured out.

   Then from the belly, a baby crawled out, a baby almost one meter tall. It didn't know how to control his body, and he rolled off the corpse all at once.

   Lewis and the two saw that the baby had dark skin, two small horns on the top of his head, and a faint, incoherent mysterious pattern on his body.

Behind it, there is a pair of small fleshy wings with the size of a palm. In its hands, it holds a short yellow blade like a dagger~www.readwn.com~ Warren feels that his mouth is difficult to close, and he almost groans. In his tone: "Captain, what is this?"

   The madman's information flashed through Lewis' mind.

  ‘Gore ate his brother...’

   He suddenly had a suspicion, but now is not the time to think about it, he focused his mind on this ‘baby’ and said in a low tone: "Looking at it, it seems to be a born devil."

   "From its state, it has just been born, and it should have some of the powers of a demon, but it is not yet proficient and not powerful yet."

   Warren swallowed: "That is to say, we still have a chance to kill it?"

  As if feeling Warren's thoughts, the baby raised his head, his wrinkled face, his eyes flashed fiercely, and his mouth opened.

   From the baby's mouth, he uttered non-human language, the tone full of filthy meaning, and everyone who heard it couldn't help but feel a chill.

   Lewis and Warren were going to raise their guns to attack, but they found that their movements became obviously sluggish and not so smooth.

   At this time, the baby raised his left hand, and a light blue flame rose from the fleshy palm, accompanied by the baby making a throwing motion.

   The flames condensed into a sphere, and smashed toward the two Lewis.

   "Flash...on..."

   Lewis and Warren pounced in opposite directions, but their movements were too slow, the fireball hit their feet, and they hadn't completed the tumbling action.

   Then the fireball swelled and exploded, and the light blue flame immediately burst onto the square.........

  Note 1: From the "Ode to Ancient Greek Urns" by the British poet John Keats.

  

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