Night Crow Master Chapter 429
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When the blood mist surged, Hei Rodman stretched out his hand and put it into the wall . He pulled a bloody female arm out of the wall and threw it into the blood mist, while he retreated .
In the sound of almost no interval, the arm was drawn in by the invisible blood mist and disappeared in the illusory crimson .
Woo Hoo Hoo!
The next moment, a bloody, hound like two headed monster emerged from the blood mist and rushed toward black Rodman .
The prepared black Rodman retreated to the side and avoided the attack directly .
Then he reached out and grabbed the leather book, held it in his hand and closed it .
That’s the end .
Whoa As soon as he was relieved, he felt a stabbing pain in his brow and his head was confused .
Ah, ah, ah!!!
He heard some kind of silent cry, a whisper that could tear his spirit apart .
A sense of unbearable hunger and thirst came from leather books, which made black Rodman want to swallow everything around him, even his body as food .
However, as a knight in the fog who wakes up “gluttony”, no, as a knight in the fog who wakes up “gluttony”, he has a certain resistance to this same kind of power .
Hei Rodman used his own “gluttony” to resist this terrible will .
Fingers suddenly clench into a fist, the back of the hand blue veins a root prominent, blood red, as if some living parasites .
The unbearable pain spread all over his body, making black Rodman want to roll .
But he knew he couldn’t do it .
After dodging again and dodging the hound like double headed monster again, black Rodman said the mantra in a low voice:
“the crimson moonlight has disappeared, and the great feast of gluttony has come to an end -”
“the great blood shining Lord, falling asleep again . ”
“Rodman Freud, your servant at the party, will clean up the remains for you . ”
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At the moment of the end of the spell, he only heard a voice of unwilling and tired unknown cry from the leather book . The voice became weaker and weaker . When the voice stopped, the will had disappeared .
And the bloody two headed monster, like a hound, who had tried to attack him before, stopped, squatting on the ground like a domestic dog, lowering his head to him, as if waiting for his orders .
“Hoo –”
black Rodman glanced at the bloody double headed hound, and remembered the name of the monster –
gluttony dog, the great glutton Lord, and the family members of the blood shining Lord .
“The book of gluttony . . . ” black Rodman looked at the book in his hand and was silent .
It was nearly twenty seconds before he recovered and reached out to wipe the sweat off his forehead .
In this book, a part of the residue of the Lord of gluttony, that is, the blood shining Lord, is sealed . Even his dark “gluttony” awakened as a knight in the fog can not resist this only a part of the power of the residue .
Who is that glutton? How great is it?
Even if it’s him, it’s not known .
The crisis that he had perceived before made him choose such an action . It is not known who the unknown existence is and whether there is any threat to him .
He had to do it to protect himself .
The danger of using the book of gluttony is very high . Even if he has resistance as Rodman’s “gluttony” of dark awakening, he almost dies . He is infected by the power of the book of gluttony and becomes a crazy beast who only knows how to eat .
But it was worth it . He summoned a dog to protect him through the taboo ritual of the book of gluttony .
“Woo!”
Wind like barks reverberate low and low in the room and are absorbed by walls made of sound insulation materials .
When the barking subsided, black Rodman breathed a long sigh of relief, proud of what had happened .
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“Fortunately, I rehearsed the process several times and successfully completed the ceremony . ”
Although he still doesn’t know who the hidden enemy is, he is much relieved on the safety . Who can deal with the gluttony dog summoned by the book of gluttony?
No one .
Where should I put it?
Black Rodman was lost in thought after calling out the gluttonous dog .
The problem of how to place the glutton dog bothered him again .
Let it out? Of course not .
“You stay here . ”
Hei Rodman thought of a way – through his “integration” ability, the ventilation pipe in the house can be opened up, and a road can be opened to let the glutton dog wander in the vent and follow him . When he is in danger, the glutton dog can get out of the ventilation duct .
As soon as he thought of it, he immediately started his action,
after locking the drawer of the book of gluttony, he leaned his body against the wall again and integrated into it . . . .
coranke, who is walking around looking for hidden enemies, frowns slightly .
He felt an inexplicable force, as if some kind of evil ceremony had just been completed, but some were not .
Most evil rituals require a long time of preparation . The stronger the power, the longer the preparation time . And this is Rodman’s foreign Pavilion . How can the dark forces prepare in Rodman’s foreign museum?
As for Rodman, could he be one of the dark ones?
No, it’s impossible . Rodman is an important member of the temple in the fog . He has been in the temple for nearly ten years since his childhood . He is the guide of many new knights in the fog . How could he be the dark one?
If he was the dark one, the temple in the fog would have been broken down .
What is the power you just felt?
After decisively ruling out the possibility that “Rodman is an undercover of the dark forces”, kulanke silently pondered over other possibilities .
And at this time, he heard some light noises .
Alert, he immediately got up, stretched out his hand and held the left wheel which was clamped in the inner layer of his coat, but did not show the outline, and walked forward silently and slowly .
But when he gazed, he saw only an old and rickety old man coming out of the corner pushing the dining car .
Goyle, the housekeeper .
With a sigh of relief, he released his right hand holding the left wheel, pulled a smile from the corner of his mouth, and walked forward:
“under gore . ”
“Oh, it’s Mr . coranke . ”
When Goyle saw him, a smile appeared in his turbid eyes:
“what are you doing here? It’s almost lunchtime . You should go to the dining room, and then you’ll get to the kitchen
“I’m just looking around . I’m the first time I’ve been to Rodman’s foreign Pavilion . ”
and just then, he said a lot, because he saw a man:
“Yage? What are you doing here? ”
Gol just nodded clearly, and then turned his head as if he had a second thought after the sound of coranke . He looked along the line of sight:
“yes, I think it’s a better choice for the young master to accompany you around . Old Goyle wants to make lunch, so he doesn’t have much time . . . Oh, it’s Mr . Yager . ”
Yager laughed awkwardly:
“I was a little scared . When I got to the hall, I found there was no one there, so . . . ”
“you should go to the manor, they may be outside . ” When he heard the reason, he said, covering his head helplessly .
Next to Gao Er also a kind old man’s appearance, showed the understanding smile .
At this time, Yage, with an embarrassed smile, went to Goyle, looked at the dining car and asked:
“is this our lunch? Mr . Goyle? ”
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