Chapter 163
'Completion reward: element rune; no penalty for giving up or failing. '
Glance at the dark alley where the black wizard Belle teleports away in the movie plot.
Open the three-dimensional map of Brooklyn provided by system, confirm where Chloe lives, and stop a taxi.
Leave quickly.
Calder slowly clenched his fists, and tightly pinched the fragments of clothes with burial mud.
The deep in one's heart of anger, hatred, and grief that cannot be added.
Eternal Undying, strong and experienced...
The fear from the prey, the insatiable greed of the church.
All the auras blessed on Calder, the witch hunter, are meaningless to him.
Until now.
In the 13th century, that nightmare day still lingers in his memory.
The well-behaved young daughter, the beautiful and gentle wife, the only beauty worth missing in his long life, was taken away by the black wizard by the most brutal means.
Before death, panic and pain were frozen on the face of his beloved, like a slaughtered animal.
A daughter’s father, wife’s husband.
A deep sense of powerlessness and despair, like the darkness of the eternal night from hell, swallowed him.
No matter how dirty Chloe abused him, the wizard hunter, who has survived for eight hundred years, is in prime of life, and whose mentality is dying, will be laughed at by the ancient well without ripples wizard hunter.
But the phrase "monster that brings disaster" is like a sharp knife. Fiercely pierced into his memory and reminded him again that because of hunting, his daughter and wife were retaliated and killed by the black wizard. Tragedy.
For the rest of my life, I can't solve the knot in my heart.
For human beings or wizards living in peace now.
They will only stand on the moral high ground, condemning Cole's bloody atrocities, and treating the life of the black wizard like an animal.
But Calder understands Cole's approach very well.
The tragedy that happened to him and Cole has also been experienced by thousands of innocent people during the millennia.
Living sacrifices.
Torture others to obtain pain and despair, please hell, and seek more powerful black magic.
Even, at all costs, cursing the world, letting the plague prevail, killing tens of millions of innocent humans and kind-hearted people, using their blood and bones to build the Throne of the Black Witch.
If he and Cole can't let the black wizard hide shiver coldly in a dark corner, peace will never come.
Hearing the shouts of firefighters, Calder quickly left through the back door.
There is no need to guess too much. The dark wizard deliberately interrupted him to retrieve the long-lasting memory. It must have an ulterior purpose. The purpose of burning Chloe’s bar is also to make him unable to Find the materials for the preparation of memory medicaments.
Late night.
The witch Chloe, who has declared bankruptcy and may live by eating dirt in the second half of the year, has a wine bottle in her hand, lying on the sofa ready to get drunk, spending a desperate night.
The hall is silent.
Maliciously watching, like a cold current blowing through the back of the neck.
Chloe sat up vigilantly, breathing slightly, his eyes swept across the dark hall.
Dreamwalker’s innate talent makes her perception far beyond ordinary wizards.
Especially.
A powerful black wizard just burned his shop.
Open the lamp, ran to the partition wall in the living room barefoot, and hurriedly pressed the rows of decorative light bulbs on the partition wall.
Finally stopped by the cabinet.
Turning around and looking around the same room as before, let out a sigh of relief, showing a self-deprecating smile, maybe she was nervous.
Just when she turned around, picked up the coffee pot, and poured a cup to relieve stress.
The light in the room started to increase.
Turning back, looked suspiciously towards the light bulb with severely overloaded power.
Suddenly.
The light bulbs exploded one by one.
Because of the dark wizard Belie, the witch who was already nervous, worried about getting into trouble, was frightened by the noise of fragmentation, and screamed in place.
Leaning on the cupboard, hesitated for a while, hurried to the door, picked up the coat and prepared to leave.
But suddenly I heard a call.
The moment she stopped.
A crack surrounded by black plants suddenly appeared. Withered tree roots stretched out of the floor and tightly wrapped around her ankles. The irresistible force dragged her into the crack.
"Help..."
Everything happened too fast, and the scream for help had not yet been issued.
Her body has been completely dragged in.
Floating in the Dark Space of nothingness.
The incomparable oppression force of black magic is like a mountain pressing on her soul, making her breathless.
A huge human face made of withered tree roots appeared in front of her, opened her mouth wide, and tried to swallow her in one bite.
The witch looked terrified and opened her mouth in vain, screaming in shock, but no sound could be heard.
It's like being drowned in the water.
Just when she thought she was dead this time.
The scarlet flame suddenly pierced the Dark Space.
Cut a gap.
Afterwards.
A silhouette, like a bloody and vicious atmosphere, broke into the witch's sight arbitrarily and unreasonably.
Under the dim rays of light.
Chloe couldn't see who the other party was.
Some, only a long knife burning like blood, a scarlet spot of white smoke floating up.
silhouette stepped into the Dark Space full of evil forces, wrapped her waist, a cold and merciless tone rang in her ears.
"Hold on to me."
The instinct to survive is like grasping the last-minute life-saving straw, Chloe desperately hugged the dark silhouette near her.
In the dark.
Countless withered tree roots, combined with adult wraith, spread crazily and surrounded them.
At this moment of despair.
The witch saw a huge and terrifying candlestick in her sight.
The skeleton is the platform, and the soul is the lamp.
Under the faint rays of light, the tree roots shattered one after another.
The huge tree-rooted face roared, like the appearance of madly cursing Cole, destroying his plan, but fearful and afraid to face confrontation.
A force slammed them out of the Dark Space and fell heavily to the floor.
Confirm that you are still alive.
The environment all around is still her rented apartment.
The witch hurriedly looked back and took a breath of fresh air. The crack had disappeared without a trace, as if it had never happened.
When she noticed the foreign body under her body, she just remembered that someone had rescued her just now.
Look down.
Standing up and leaning against the wall, panicked, "Ke...Cole? Why are you here?!"
Cole stood up, bowed his head, Rekindled the extinguished cigarette, but there was no response.
The cold mechanical synthesizer sounded.
'Secondary task, the third, has been completed. '
'You succeeded in saving the life of an innocent witch, uh... the consequence may be that a certain bald man's emotional line... is broken. '
'Reward: element rune. '
[Element rune: It was originally an ordinary pebble. After receiving the blessing of nature and elemental power, it gained some power to manipulate nature and element.
Although it cannot change the weather like the ancient rune, it may even cause disasters.
But it is very practical. It can help you build a fire, make water when you are short of materials, or bring you some cool breeze in the sultry summer.
Exposure to substances with natural elements will produce even more interesting phenomena. 】