Night Crow Master Chapter 460
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Rodman hall .
Seeing droglies and Yager leave, kolanke makes a gesture to go .
But when he left, he asked quietly:
“what are you going to do? How to deal with it? ”
Rodman has a gentle smile on his face, just like a gentle old man:
“no need to deal with it . The enemy of our black bell church is only one temple in the fog . And . . . Coranke, you don’t seem to be completely in the dark . . .
collenk bent his head and twisted his head . Hearing this, his face changed a few times, and then he calmed down “What do you mean?”
“It’s nothing . It’s just a little strange . After all, it’s rare . I hope to see you at the table one day . ”
Rodman spoke in a gentle voice of horror .
“One day, your head will be mine as well as your property . ”
The karaoke language did not show weakness, and then stood up straight, looked at the waiting outside of the foreign Pavilion, and finally said:
“the Eight Legged church is gradually growing, and the things that the crimson Sir of the blood tree church has contacted with us has been discovered by the eight limb church . ”
“Really?” Rodman’s brow wrinkled slightly, and then expanded in an instant, as if the dignified look was an illusion .
“Really . ” Collenk nodded, and there was no sign of a serious life-threatening conversation between them . “Melissa was attacked yesterday and almost killed, and you should be called to treat her soon . ”
“Melissa almost got killed?” But then Rodman said, “it’s a pity that he continued with a slight voice . ”
But after finishing this sentence, coranke stopped speaking . Under the gaze of Goyle and Rodman, he left the foreign Pavilion, went to the side of Delores and left with her .
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After watching the last two leave, Rodman turns around and the smile on his face disappears:
“Gore, it’s time for lunch . Today is a big day . ”
“Yes, young master . ” Gore bowed his head respectfully and hid his disgust in deep wrinkles .
……
In the southwest suburb of fog capital, a man in a purple black suit and a jazz hat stopped outside an abandoned building with few people .
Then, he looked at the half hidden door, the shabby building looked like abandoned .
“The bishop of the rat spider has ordered that he must be caught this time . ”
On his collar, a purple spider the size of a fingernail was lying on his collar . After he whispered to himself, the purplish red spider made a sound:
“I’ve come to the back of the room, I’ll keep an eye on it . If someone escapes from the back, I’ll act immediately . ”
“Well . ” He nodded, his eyes slightly lost focus, consciousness into a dark purple fog filled space, an illusory Lavender light screen emerged in his field of vision .
[age: 29]
[race: human]
[Occupation: Eight Legged hunter]
[family level: believer]
[title of God: none]
[status: normal]
[God ability:]
– [calling spider: . . . ]
– [envious spider silk: . . . ]
– [cocoon of laziness: . . . ]
– [sting of anger: . . . ]
– [the mouth of gluttony: . . . ]
– [lust of Lust: . . . ]
– [touch of greed: . . . ]
– [haughty metamorphosis · spider believer: . . . ]
opened his eyes, and duchiel silently grasped the dagger in his pocket, using only The obscure language, which is different from the common language and can only be heard by oneself, says:
“summon the spider . ” (mantra)
at the next moment, the strength in his body is consumed, and at the same time, a strange and imperceptible wave spreads outward, and several tiny spiders of different shapes emerge from the surrounding flowers, plants and corners .
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Duchiel, motionless, sensed the wonderful, weak connection with these spiders, and with his mind gave them instructions to enter the house .
The next moment, the spiders quickly step up their feet and crawl in through other openings in the corner of the room .
Ducheshire himself turned around, raised his wrist, and looked at the worn-out gear watch .
It’s as if he’s just waiting here .
At the back of the room, another eight legged church member, who was guarding the back door and window and who had just talked to duxhill, was sitting on a bench with his newly bought newspaper in front of the door of a grocery store more than ten meters away from the room, covering himself with the newspaper and glancing at the rest of the room . A few minutes later, duchiel, like an impatient suitor, paced anxiously at the door while complaining about the punctuality of the party . The two spiders crawled out of the room in two directions, entering his perspective and showing him not so clear information .
Duchiel carefully observed the frequency of the spider’s foot tremor and whispered to himself:
“no living things found?”
At the same time, he turned around, grabbed the half open wooden door and went in .
The house was in a mess . It was more like being robbed by a robber than the owner who had just moved and left unnecessary things . There were also some dirty traces of a tramp’s life .
Frowning, dachir glanced to the ground:
matched with the table that had been completely damaged, several broken drawers were scattered on the floor, and there were a pile of paper cards damaged by rats as molars or by insects as food .
Duchiel crouched down, looked up around, adjusted himself to face the door leading to an unknown room, and picked up the card .
The membership card of a closed mall in the city center, the employee identity card of a company, and the word card for teaching children to remember words . . .
it seems that it is a common one . . .
at this time, he felt a strong sense of abnormality, something was approaching him from below him .
Below? basement?
As a new member of the Eight Legged church, this feeling is both strange and familiar . What is strange is that this feeling is not felt by him as an ordinary person . What is familiar is that from the perspective of a third party, this feeling is like when he wants to shoot the spiders that are weaving their webs at home or bite his own mosquitoes, they seem to escape with premonition The feeling .
Without hesitation, he believed in this mysterious feeling, which was several times stronger than before he became a believer . He was able to dodge to the side in the way of rapid reaction and rapid movement, just like a spider .
At the moment he left the original place, with a loud noise, the ground where he was originally was shattered, and a thick metal stick pierced out of the ground .
Sawdust spatter .
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