Soul Painter

Chapter 327 Scales

The condominium has strict security.

But it can't stop the two 'human physical extreme powerhouses'.

After Gao Fan gained strength, speed and agility similar to that of Lu Zhi, he realized what other human beings in this world looked like in Lu Zhi's eyes—they were like models made of foam, sand or other loose materials, Empty hands can open its ribs and dig out its heart. As for the more fragile body organs, such as the eyes, they are as fragile as balloons.

And Lu Zhi said that Gao Fan is only half of her strength and speed at present.

It can be seen how terrible Lu's pheasant is.

Now, under the cover of night, the two climbed up the building about twenty meters away with bare hands, broke the glass, and entered Siegfried's room in the apartment. After the glass shattered, the two jumped in. As dexterous as Gao Fan, and Gao Fan is not quite used to such a body, so he rolled over on the spot before standing up again.

The room was empty.

No trace of people.

Apparently they missed it.

Siegfried should have realized that his address is not safe, because it has been known by judges and lawyers. Although leaving the residence for a long time will violate relevant laws, Gao Fan does not think that Siegfried will return here Come.

"If you don't come back, it will prove that Lao Qi has a ghost in his heart." Lu Zhi said.

That's right, just like Siegfried judging whether "Buddha" is a ritual, if Siegfried stays here honestly, he may be fine, but if he disappears strangely, there must be a problem.

"Search home~" Gao Fan ordered, and he and Lu Zhi began to search Siegfried's house, looking for any missing clues.

Soon, Gao Fan's investigation reached 90 points because of the "Blessing of the Cat in the Secret Realm", and he found some signs. For example, Siegfried should have left here about 10 days ago. The place for the piano is now empty, such as the weird object in the study.

This thing was placed on the desk in Siegfried's study, as if it had been placed there on purpose.

The reason why I say it is intentional is because in the whole house, only the light on the study desk is bright.

The light shines on this 'scale'.

It attracted the attention of Gao Fan and Lu Zhi.

"This is... a fish scale?" Lu Zhi doubted.

"It's bigger than a fish scale. Judging from the size of this fish scale, this fish must weigh at least a hundred catties." Gao Fan also studied the scale, "And I suspect that it wasn't pulled from the fish. It's an ornament."

Under the light, this scale looks very mysterious.

There is indeed a mystery of green rising like mist in the inspiration, converging on it.

The mysterious color is dirty, with a viscous texture.

"Who does this thing belong to..." Gao Fan studied it.

"Father, get on the same frequency with it." Lu Zhi encouraged Gao Fan, "Anyway, there is me."

"It makes sense~" Gao Fan pursed his lips and smiled.

The two of them are fellows on the road to death, and they have no scruples when they get together.

So Gao Fan lightly touched the scale with his hand.

Simultaneously modulate your own inspiration frequency.

The same frequency means talking to the devil, and it is impossible to judge the level of the devil it belongs to just from the appearance of a devil item or even the ritual, so it is quite risky.

For a moment, the lights in the room flickered.

From white to green.

It's like being in a ghost movie.

It's actually a lot of mystery starting to come together.

Like a silhouette in front of Gao Fan, a gloomy scene appeared. It was cramped, dark, and humid, but the owner of this scale was as comfortable and at ease as returning home, because it allowed him to avoid the noisy crowd ...

At this moment, he suddenly raised his head and looked towards Gao Fan. Gao Fan saw a thin and old face. He was very melancholy, with a subconscious avoidance in his eyes, and a nervous atmosphere of an artist.

At the same time, the familiar melody sounded in Gao Fan's ears, it was "Bad Day".

"Old Qi is a good guy, he sent a map~" He admired.

...

Sure enough, in the sewers of New York.

Fortunately, neither Gao Fan nor Lu Zhi has a cleanliness habit.

The sewers in New York City are quite spectacular. When descending from the cramped wellhead to the main sewer road, Gao Fan and Lu Zhi saw a brick-structured passage about three to four meters high. The red bricks on both sides were very old, but There is no moss, which makes them seem to be in an old castle at the moment.

Gao Fan was holding a flashlight from Siegfried's house, but Lu Zhi could see everything clearly without needing a light source at all. This was probably the difference between the second generation of the real god and the promotion of the command spell.

Next, according to the guidance of the scale in Gao Fan's hand, go to the target direction. The scale that Siegfried left behind intentionally or unintentionally should come from the angel of doom. Gao Fan can feel it as long as he modulates his inspiration. To be far or near to this angel.

The water in New York was too big, and after walking for two hours, they were still far away from the finish line, so they started running.

They galloped quickly in the sewer.

The speed frightened batch after batch of mice.

It's like two new giant cats patrolling their territory.

Soon, a huge monster about two meters long passed in front of their eyes.

It climbed in the dirty water on the ground, showing a strange white overall, confronting them in the dark.

A pair of blood-red eyes without pupils emitted a strange light in the dark.

A... crocodile?

An albino crocodile?

"There is a legend in New York that there are crocodiles in the sewers, but this legend first happened in 1934, so it is impossible to live to this day." Lu Zhi felt quite puzzled, "This may be another source of pollution."

"It seems that the stories in legends and history are becoming reality." Gao Fan said.

The two ignored the crocodile and rubbed shoulders with it. They felt the mystery calling, but at the moment they were too busy chasing bad luck to pay attention to a crocodile that crawled from 1934.

Watching them go away, the white crocodile wagged its tail and slowly returned to the darkness, waiting for its next loved one.

...

After another few hours, the two were fast, but New York was too big.

very close.

Gao Fan judged.

Because he heard the music.

Not just him.

Even Lu Zhi heard it.

"Pay attention to your step." Lu Zhi said suddenly.

Gao Fan stepped forward with his right foot hanging in the air without falling. After Lu Zhi reminded him, he saw a strange green color began to emerge in the sewage under his feet. The color was very viscous, as if something had spit it out. There was a layer of saliva floating on the surface of the water, exuding a disgusting stench.

In order not to come into contact with the mucus, Gao Fan and Lu Zhi began to climb up the top wall, moving forward like a gecko. This movement was very easy for Lu Zhi, and Gao Fan tried it before he succeeded. meters, the light gradually shone around them, and after climbing out of the passage, they found themselves in a huge space.

This should be a place like a water storage tower. The dome is very high, and the sky is looming. In the very center, there is a piano. Come over, in front of him, in addition to the piano, there is also a score that seems to be covered by black scales.

Gao Fan glanced at the black scale in his hand, and confirmed that the scale should have fallen from the music score.

What is that... the sheet music for "One Bad Day"?

Is it a command spell?

"Angel of Doom?" Gao Fan asked.

The pianist turned his head and saw the real person, and he could see his artist's nervousness even more. He must be very old. Gao Fan saw that his hands playing the piano were already full of wrinkles.

"Sorry," he said, "I have to kill you, you're too dangerous...for humanity..."

He muttered, as if he was explaining to himself, or as if he was talking to Gao Fan.

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