Struggle in the Steam Age

　　 The night has fallen, and a slightly dim light is showing through the many windows. Lawrence and the others followed the young painter towards his home. Unexpectedly, the direction they were heading was not where the young man they inquired about lived.

"Where are we going now?" Just as the young painter was walking in an alley with three people, Syfiel suddenly opened his mouth and asked, "I think the front is in the warehouse by the river. You live in the warehouse. ?"

　　 "No, of course not." After hearing this question, a trace of ferocity flashed across the face of the young painter leading the way, but he still said in a very plain tone. "I lived upstairs in those previous apartments, but that was just where I lived. Only my studio in the front warehouse is my real home, because that is where my soul is sued."

"Is the place where the soul is sustenance? You are right, as the proverb says: Where is the treasure, where is the heart. Only the place where the soul is sustenance can be called home, and other places are also It's just a place to live." Saifier responded with a slightly exaggerated aria from the girls' school.

　　 During the chat, the four people slowly walked to a somewhat dilapidated warehouse and stopped. Then the painter turned his head and stared at them and said in a low voice, "Well, this lovely lady is waiting here, and you follow me."

　　 Just as he opened his mouth to speak, Lawrence suddenly felt a mental shock, as if a voice hinted from the bottom of his heart that he was going to follow the person in front of him.

"It's a spiritual spell again. Are spiritual spells so common this year?" Lawrence mumbled inwardly, pretending to be controlled, and walked to a dim street next to him under his leadership, because he also wanted to go. Solve problems in a place where there are fewer people. Although there are not many people in this place, there are always one or two.

　　 When this man walked in front of Lawrence and Fatina, ready to lead them to the secluded alley next to him. Lawrence successfully used [Communications] to contact the two ladies. It is obvious that everyone is not under control now, everything is within the scope of the plan.

　　 "Here, it's coming soon." After walking into the path without any street lights, the young painter muttered in his heart. "What a lovely lady, I will have one more collection soon. Just clean up this pesky man and the disgusting big mouse first."

　　 "This world is really unfair, why can they stay with such a lovely lady." At this time they had already walked to the middle of the alley. In the dark, the nails on the painter's fingers quickly became longer and sharper. At the same time, a little bright green light oozes into the scalpel-like nail.

"Now you go to die! Those beautiful existences and powers should be mine." Thinking of this, he stopped and bent down to make an action to pick something up on the ground, and by the way determined the two people behind him s position.

　　 After confirming the position of the two people behind, he quickly turned to Lawrence, who was closer to him, and swung his claws directly from the bottom to the top.

　　 Originally, he thought he would see the torn flesh, splashing blood and a horrified and pale face like the previous few times, but this time he accidentally caught nothing.

　　 When he raised his head along the way, he saw the black hole of the pistol in the right hand raised by the young man standing four or five meters away.

　　 "Boom——" "Ah."

　　 The painter held his left eye and quickly backed away, and at the same time showed a frightened and incredible color on his face. The sharp pain in his eyes and head told him that he was seriously injured at this time.

　　 At this moment, the ratman approached him and grabbed his left wrist. In an instant, a burnt black trace was left on the skin where he was caught, and at the same time his clothes all over his body began to burn and a bright flame burst out.

　　 This is after Fatina was shot in the eye of the opponent, and while the opponent was in a panic, she approached the opponent and used the [Exhaustion Technique]. This spell can have a certain chance to ignite the combustibles on the target when it burns the target. Today, Fatina's luck is good and directly ignites the opponent's clothing.

　　 "You are all going to die." The pain in the whole body completely angered the painter. His figure slowly began to twist and shriveled, and at the same time an invisible mental shock fanned towards Lawrence and Fatina.

　　 Both the dragon and Bai Ze are born with excellent mental resistance, so this blow did not work. At the same time, Lawrence noticed a trace of black blood coming out through the gap between the fingers of the place covered by his left hand, and when the blood fell on the ground, it set off a blue flame like alcohol.

　　 Take advantage of his illness and kill him. Lawrence thought about holding up his mental shock, raising the pistol and aiming at his head and pulling the trigger. On his shriveled and black head, he made five wounds with exorcism bullets, which completely shattered his nose section.

　　 Fatina also took a deep breath, then opened her mouth and spit out a fire that burned on the painter. In an instant, the guy himself had begun to dim and the flames lit up again, looking like a torch.

　　 Under the double attack, the painter finally fell to the ground unable to hold it. By the light of the fire, Lawrence discovered that he had lost his human form and looked like a skeleton wrapped in only a black skin.

　　 Finally, after making a gurgling sound in the throat of the monster on the ground, his limbs twitched and fell to the ground motionless. At the same time Lawrence saw a pink and black soul emerging from the corpse, and then was sucked in by the white shadow in Lawrence's mind.

　　 Feeling that the Bai Ze phantom in his mind has become more solid after inhaling the soul of the group, Lawrence's mouth is slightly raised.

"It seems that this guy has fallen very badly. Otherwise, some of the uncontaminated souls will be sent into the Styx like the last time." Looking at the corpse of the sucked soul, it suddenly seemed to be weathered. Turning to ashes quickly, Lawrence thought.

　　 Just as he was about to wait for the monster's body to be weathered to check for any trophies left, a howling dog suddenly came from the direction of the entrance where they had just entered in the alley~www.ltnovel.com~ Oops! Something happened to Syfiel. "Thinking that Lawrence ran to the entrance just now, Fatina followed him closely.

　　 When the two of them ran to the entrance of the alley, they saw Syfiel holding a dagger in each hand and confronting the dog the size of a giant wolf in front of him. They both stared at each other's eyes nervously, but neither of them shot first, but waited for the other to reveal their flaws.

　　 After hearing the sound of footsteps in the side alley, the dog immediately sprinted to the side, and then opened his big mouth at a speed beyond normal and bit at Lawrence. Syfiel reacted a step slower when he went after him.

　　 A breath of sulfur came oncoming, and Lawrence even saw the dog's teeth, which were significantly sharper than an ordinary dog, intertwined on the gums, like saw teeth.

　　【Magic Missile】, Lawrence immediately raised his left hand to cast this magic and hit the vicious dog's chest, hurting him and making it stop in the air. Taking advantage of this opportunity, he raised his right hand and pointed the barrel of the pistol he was holding at the dog's open mouth and pulled the trigger.

　　 A unique dull gunshot sounded when a large-caliber pistol was shot, and the head of this vicious dog with regional blood immediately turned into an exploded fleshy firework. The skull that could block the rifle shot still failed to block the devil-breaking bullet from shooting from a weak point at almost zero distance.

　　 "Huh." After seeing the spirit of the vicious dog in front of him also being swallowed by Bai Ze Phantom, Lawrence sighed and the expression on his face relaxed a lot. He was really careless just now, and he didn't expect that the painter had an extraordinary vicious dog of **** blood as his companion. Fortunately, Syfiel successfully dragged the opponent without causing any greater losses.