Part 4 The Undead Chapter 176 No Questions Left Unanswered
Lower Lip District, No. 13 Sharp Tooth Street.
Ulica, a fat man with dark brown complexion and small eyes, sat on the sofa and wrapped nearly ten kinds of herbs and spices, which were specialties of the southern continent, in layer after layer of sun-dried, burnt tobacco leaves and cut them into long strips.
Then, he took this homemade “Dongbailang Smoke” in his hand, to his hand to light a match close to him, and watched the front a little blackened and curled, now bright red.
After biting the end of the cigarette and inhaling deeply, Ulrika slowly exhaled the white smoke tinted with a light blue color, and said contentedly to the guest on the single sofa next to him:
”This is what you call a cigarette, a real cigarette.
”The ones in the North Continent are only for children!”
The visitor on the single sofa was a man in his forties, with a high nose, near-blue eyes, softer lines on his features, thick and slightly curly black hair, and a complexion that wasn’t quite dark but couldn’t be said to be white, and appeared to be a mix of Ruins and Bailangs.
He smiled at his words and responded in Duttanese:
”Unfortunately, I’m not interested in any kind of cigarettes.”
”Enzo, you’re completely incapable of enjoying life ……” Before Ulrica’s words even left his mouth, the powerful aura originating from his own pathway gave him a slight premonition of danger.
It came so suddenly, so urgently, that Ulrica instantly judged that something was wrong.
Before he could lunge out of his original position, darkness had fallen before his eyes, as if he was seeing directly into the late night outside, with a strong sense of sleepiness, and from the bottom of his heart, a feeling of peace.
The whole street of sharp teeth, no matter whether it is brightly lit or extinguished the light of the houses, at this moment have become unusually quiet, it seems that there is no living creature living in it at all, or all in the same second into a deep sleep.
Just at this time, snoring sound in his mouth, body crooked and softly collapsed Ulica suddenly leaped up, eyes confused and clear strange coexistence.
Behind his back, I don’t know when has been attached to a small girl whose skin color is so pale that it is almost illusory!
This little girl’s eyes around the green, lips deep black, eyes gazing at the side of the ghost, miserable white transparent hands and feet are drilled into the body of Ulrika, seems to be a spirit can not get rid of.
The presence of “her” brought a coldness that originated from the spiritual body, allowing Ulrika to barely resist the abnormal sleepiness and forcibly break free from the influence of the “nightmare”.
Before she regained her senses, Ulrika instinctively rushed towards the stairway and pushed forward with both palms outstretched, as if she were pushing open a door that did not exist.
In an instant, a bronze-colored door covered in a mysterious pattern that could not be specifically described appeared in front of Ulrika, shaking, creaking, and cracking open a slit.
Within the slit was darkness that could not be seen to the end, and there was one unnameable eye after another inside that looked densely towards the outside world.
At the same time, a large number of writhing and strange things that could not be seen for the time being were frantically approaching at the slit.
Ulrika was about to continue her power and actively open the door, allowing the horrific world behind to descend on Sharp Tooth Street, when she suddenly saw a pair of translucent pale palms leap out of thin air, penetrate the deep darkness, and press against the inner doorway.
These palms had no source, were not connected to a body, and had bloody wrists that had been severed by who knows who!
With simultaneous force from both sides, the mysterious bronze door stopped there, neither closing nor opening wider.
In the sky above the 13th house, Soster, who had become a “Spirit Witch”, stood there half-floating, half-floating, surrounded by invisible forces, holding a golden corona in both hands and slowly lifting it to a higher place.
When this golden corona finally exceeded the top of Soster’s head, the brilliant light flowed out steeply, quickly outlined and gathered into one.
In a flash, it was as if a round of suns leaped out of the void in midair, waving all of their light and heat at the house at No. 13 Sharp Tooth Street.
They pierced through the building without causing a single bit of damage and landed on top of that bronze gate, enveloping Ulrika who was right in front of it.
Ulrika’s expression immediately became extremely painful, and the pale to transparent little girl behind him let out a miserable scream, but it was blocked back by the “sunlight”, surging and drowning.
She twisted up, quickly evaporated, and there was a trace of black gas overflow, dissolved in the sea of light.
Inside the house, there is no longer a dark place!
Waiting for the “sunlight” to fade away, the indescribable bronze door had already disappeared, and on the ground lay a body with a greenish-black, bulging and yellowish oil stains.
With a piercing sound, the corpse split open, and a thin figure leaped out from the interior.
This silhouette had the exact same look as Ulica, but his skin color appeared black as if stained by ink, his height was only one meter two or three, and his body surface was dripping with sticky pus.
As soon as he came out, he rushed to the stairway at an exaggerated speed, burrowed into the basement, opened the pre-prepared secret passageway, and ran furiously all the way to the front.
It was also the work of ten or so seconds, the shrunken and blackened version of Ulrica saw the exit, saw hope.
Without carelessness, he gently clenched his right hand, and seven or eight more transparent and illusory figures drilled out from his body.
They were strangely shaped, like aberrations that fused the characteristics of humans, plants, or certain animals, and some of them dragged Ulrica’s arms, while others lifted up his legs, to take him on a wild flight.
Immediately afterward, the mechanism button sank deep, the gears creaked and turned, and the exit door slammed open, revealing a corner of the quiet, dark street outside.
Further on was a road that could be overlooked by houses on either side of the road, a sea that swirled with the light of the red moon.
Ulrica was about to fly out of the secret passageway with the Spirit’s help and blend in with the other areas of the city of Gulain when a lake shrouded in mist was suddenly reflected in her eyes.
The lake shimmered with a quiet beauty, and in the center ripples swept out in a circle, slowly floating up a beautiful and illusory figure.
This is a powerful spirit, and in human legends it is often called the “Goddess of the Lake”!
–The strength of the “Necromancer” often depends on which dead and nature spirits they can find and drive, and this is also true for the “Spirit Witch”, but the “Necromancer” is not as strong as the “Necromancer”. Only that “Necromancer” favored the dead, while “Spirit Witch” was better at driving nature spirits.
At that moment, those transparent and strange figures around Ulrika let out a frightened and monotonous voice, dropping the arms and legs they were dragging and carrying in their hands, and drilling into that dark and thin body like the wind.
With a thud, Ulrica fell to the ground, but felt no pain, as intense sleep came out of nowhere in a burst that sent him into a dream state without him realizing it.
At the exit, Daley Simone, who was wearing psychic robes, blue eyeshadow and blush, came out of nowhere and looked at the pitch-black Ulrica inside, who was only one meter two or three tall, and spoke directly:
”The Necromancy he fused is strange, and without a living human body to serve as a ‘house’, it will soon wither and dissipate.
”We must hurry and get the information.”
In the shadows next to him, Leonard Mitchell stepped out and said with a slightly surprised look at Daley Simone:
”Aren’t you a Necromancy Tutor, how can you drive the ‘Goddess of the Lake’?”
”Aren’t you a poet, why can’t you write poetry?” Daley responded without a trace of humor.
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On the other side of the street, on the not-too-steep cliff face, a silhouette grabbed onto the protrusion and quickly moved downward, quickly landing in the shadowy corner of Chin Street.
His skin color was light, his eyes were blue, and his hair was dark, thick and slightly curly. It was Enzo, who had just been a guest at Ulrika’s house at No. 13 Sharp Tooth Street in the Lower Lip District.
Enzo is not a member of the “Spirit Order”, belonging to the group of people who defected from the School of Life under the compulsion of the Rose School.
Moreover, he is not one of those extraordinary people who can become a “vampire” through the “medicine man” path, nor does he worship the “primordial moon”, but he simply does not want to accept the rules set by his teacher and his teacher’s teacher any more, and wants to live as he pleases. He simply didn’t want to accept the rules set by his teacher and his teacher’s teacher, and wanted to live his life as he wished, hoping to utilize his advantage of being a “winner” to the fullest.
This kind of mentality made him recognize the philosophy of the Rose School’s Indulgence Department, and it didn’t take long for him to officially join them, fulfilling all kinds of desires to his heart’s content.
This time, he had come to Gulain on behalf of the Rose School to liaise with the Spirit Order, exploring the possibility of cooperation on a few matters, but to his surprise, the “Dark Dead” Ulrica had encountered a high-profile raid by the Church of Darkness!
”Fortunately, I am good at anti-divination, the people of the Church of Darkness did not know that I was at Ulrika’s place beforehand, and did not pay enough attention to me, treating me as Ulrika’s henchman, allowing me to find a chance to get out of the central area, and that ‘sunlight’ mainly purifies things that have the power of death, evil, or dirt, and does not harm me too much. The damage wasn’t too great …… That should be a demigod level attack …… “Enzo walked in the shadows on the side of the street, and it was difficult to contain his recollection of what had just happened.
After escaping a long distance, he turned around and looked behind him, realizing that no one was chasing after him, he let out a long sigh of relief and let out a heave:
”‘Winner’ is ‘winner’, always ‘winner’!”
Enzo regained his usual confidence and marched forward with a smile to a certain part of the street before turning to the left and quickly descending down the steps.
It was a long, steep staircase that connected several levels of roads up and down.
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Near Sharp Tooth Street, Thorst suddenly opened his eyes and addressed Leonard and Daley Simone:
”Just now, there is another person called Enzo in Ulrika’s house, he is a member of the Rose School, the sequence is not low, the position should be more important.
”You guys search the surrounding area as soon as possible, see if you can find any traces, and strive to make a successful arrest without leaving any problems.”
As for the other “Red Gloves” and auxiliary local “Night Watchers”, they were either capturing the rest of the Spirit Order’s personnel or were already dreaming of captives in the hope of obtaining first-hand information, while the remaining few were responsible for guarding against accidents and protecting their companions.
”Aye, Captain Thorst.” Leonard agreed without hesitation.
Daley scratched at the wind for a moment, brought her hand to her ear, and listened for two or three seconds:
”The little ones nearby tell me that someone did escape from the cliff face there.”