Blood of Mercury

"Damn...so what I hate the most is solving puzzles..."

Roland gritted his teeth and walked into the dark hotel door full of complaints, facing the increasingly loud whistles, screams, and high-pitched jokes.

"Miss Helland, have you seen similar witchcraft?"

Robert finally came to his senses.

Roland nodded unabashedly.

"That's right. From my experience, it shouldn't be dangerous at first, just a little scary—"

Before Roland could finish speaking, the annoying noise came to an abrupt end the moment the last person passed through the hotel door. All light up.

At the same time as the candle was lit, the soft dim yellow light suddenly illuminated all the sights at the beginning.

Suddenly, Roland's pupils shrank instantly, the words in his mouth were suddenly choked, and the steps under his feet stopped immediately.

Under the warm dim yellow light, the dark blood stains on the lobby of the hotel are very conspicuous. The tables and chairs in the hall fell in a large area randomly, and almost none of the decorations on the walls survived, all of which were shattered on the ground.

Along with the decorations, there were also a large number of drinking vessels. A lot of wine spilled on the ground has long dried up, and the sticky traces left make the dust in those places a little deeper, while some of the wine is mixed with blood stains, and is opened into lighter black marks on the ground. spread out.

The inside of the hotel is not as lively as it sounds outside.

To be precise, there is no one here. Only a corpse that had been dead for a long time and dried up leaned on the dumped half of the table and looked towards the door. His abdomen was pierced by a table leg, but there was a strange smile on the corner of his mouth.

Beneath it, a bright red trace was like a corpse being dragged across, crookedly leading to the gate - where Roland was standing now.

In addition, in the hall, only countless gray-white fragments can be seen scattered on the ground either sparsely or densely. Some of the thinner, off-white fragments can also be seen dotted with scarlet splotches.

The strong alcohol smell mixed with the smell of vomit that came out before seemed to be just an illusion. At this moment, a gust of wind from nowhere blew out from the inside of the hotel, and the bitter smell with a bit of blood, accompanied by the smell of dust, hit the faces of Roland and the others.

Roland and the others were silent for a long time.

Then Roland continued in a slightly hoarse voice: "...It's just going to be a little scary. As you can see, it's not a big deal."

"...Sorry. Luo...Herland, on that ground, it seems...I mean," An Ruosi's voice also began to stutter. "That guy must have died a long time ago? But, this is fresh blood..."

An Ruosi pointed at the hot blood under the corpse with a panicked expression, her fingers trembling slightly. A gust of blood mixed with the smell of blood happened to blow by, and his pupils instantly enlarged due to the deepening of fear.

"...Is it the door he opened for us? Hurland! You're a priest! Please disperse—"

"Calm down, An Ruosi. Just like what Hurland said. It's not dangerous, it's just a little scary," Robert's hand came around An Ruosi's back and pressed his shoulder tightly, " Don't be too embarrassed, you bastard..."

Even though Robert's tone was very calm, his face was paler than before.

Roland knew that this was by no means his poor psychological quality.

After all, knowing that Baita has extremely accurate lie detection ability, faction detection ability, and can easily check the eighteenth generation of ancestors, he can still become a spy who broke into Baita, Robert must be the most outstanding one of Titan's generation. A group of special workers.

The point is, after being modified by that alcoholic chief. This witchcraft also comes with the two curse-related unpopular witchcrafts of "Fear Deepening" and "Resonance Burning", and at the same time, the confusing and confusing signature witchcraft of "Frightened Heart" has been added to it.

Not to mention An Ruosi and Robert, even Roland, who was mentally prepared, felt that his heartbeat had begun to speed up.

At this moment, the cold wind with the smell of blood blew across his face, causing Roland to shudder.

... close the door first.

Thinking like this, Roland put the sword down slightly, turned his head, and said to Joseph, who was standing at the back, "Joseph, go and close the door."

Joseph just nodded silently, turned and closed the door.

but. At the moment when the door was closed, an extremely shrill scream came from outside the door, causing Roland and the others to turn their attention.

"Help! Let me in! Here, already—"

The screaming was getting closer. The last middle-aged voice appeared at the door. The voice was a little vague, as if the speaker's mouth was stuffed with something.

Just the sound can hear the panic of outsiders.

Then came the sound of knocking on the door. The voice of the person outside the door disappeared along with the knock on the door.

The force that hit the door was so powerful that even Roland and the others in the hotel could feel the ground shaking, the long-lasting dust on the ceiling fell rustling, and the chandelier above his head shook. The lights flickered.

This feeling…

Roland immediately realized something was wrong.

It wasn't like a slam or kick on the door, it was like someone was pulling someone by the hair and smashing him against the door.

Almost at the same time, Robert also realized the problem.

He rushed forward without hesitation, grabbed the doorknob and wanted to open the door.

But no matter what, the door could not be opened.

"Tsk..."

Robert raised the ritual knife without hesitation, drew an X-shaped pattern on the palm of his left hand, and pressed his left hand against the door.

The next moment, a huge roar sounded like a bombardment.

It is a combat-type witchcraft called Air Blast, which is also learned by some Sorcerer Wizards and used when stabbing enemies who are not afraid of piercing and cutting wounds.

The air blast technique was originally created to increase the ability to instantly disguise combat wizards in aerial combat, but if this thruster-like sorcery is directly used to hit people, it can also play a good role.

Not to mention facing the gate of the hotel, even the gate of the city wall can have some effect.

However, Roland didn't even have to look at it, he knew that Robert would definitely fail—

as expected. A huge wave of air swept through and exploded from Robert's left hand.

The hurricane raged in the room, blowing the broken tables and chairs to the corners of the room, pushing away the gray-white gravel on the ground, and blowing out most of the candles from the chandeliers on the ceiling.

The lights in the room suddenly dimmed a lot.

And Robert was literally thrown into the air by his own witchcraft, hit the ceiling and fell miserably at An Ruosi's feet, whimpering faintly like a wounded animal.

Roland took a rough look, and found that Robert's left wrist was twisted unnaturally, and the cross-shaped blood opening in his palm exploded like a flower, exposing the **** muscle tissue inside.

However, the door remained intact. Not even a single scratch.

But at this moment, the door slammed open inward as if someone had knocked it open.

Under the inexplicable force, the door was instantly opened to the limit position, and then bounced back and closed again.

But at that moment, Roland's extraordinary perception was keenly aware that a man wearing a black robe similar to his own was standing at the door with blood splattered all over his body.

And the door of the hotel, which had been opened for just a moment, was already stained with various liquids, like an abstract painting.

The viscous liquid mixed with dark red and yellow-white that was still slowly flowing down, and some slightly yellowish white fragments were sticking to the door.

However, Roland didn't see the middle-aged man who was supposed to be lying on the ground and his head exploded.

However, Roland saw at the moment when the door was opened, the mouths of the two gargoyle statues at the door were full of bright red, and the head of the devil turned one hundred and eighty degrees, just staring at Roland—

The only good news is that because of the occlusion of the body, only Roland and Joseph, who has no fear, can see this scene. The realization of others was blocked by Roland's body, and they did not see this terrifying scene.

However, at the moment when the door was opened and closed, something soft and fluttered along with the blood from the door dripping with blood and brains, and hit Roland right in the face.

Roland took it off to take a look, and found that it was actually a deflated eyeball.

The color...the same as my own eyes.

Suddenly, Roland's pupils trembled violently.

Under the influence of witchcraft, Roland only felt that his brain was stabbed by a needle. Something burst open, and his brain went blank in an instant, almost screaming out.

After two breaths, Roland gradually recovered.

His heartbeat was so intense that it was about to explode, UU reading www.uukanshu. Com couldn't help breathing quickly. .

"interesting…"

Roland pursed his lips, revealing a pleasant and soft smile.

He pressed his right hand to his chest, as if to suppress the faster and faster heartbeat.

Feeling the long-lost sense of fear pumping to the whole body with the contraction of his heart, Roland's smile gradually became hideous, his silver-gray pupils trembled violently, and a faint yellow gradually emerged from the depths.

…That's great!

"The instructor is on..."

Roland murmured, and with a firm grip of his right hand, the deflated eyeball became scum.

"...Damn scum, I'll leave you a whole corpse." (To be continued.)

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