Chapter 611 Emlyn: It's Over
Chapter 611 Emlyn: It's Over
Chapter 611 Emlyn: It's Over
Emlyn's body was stiff with fear, and he stood frozen in place, unable to move.
He was facing the same room where Argos had been. Due to the anomaly, the doors and windows of the room had been smashed by grass and vines, broken glass was scattered in the hallway outside, and the door hinges were broken, hanging crookedly to one side, revealing the scene inside. Crimson moonlight poured into the room, illuminating half of the floor and also the lower half of someone's body.
There were not only the two artificial vampires in Argos's house, but also a third person!
Under the moonlight, the vegetation on the lower half of the figure quietly grew. Compared to the two wildly expanding artificial vampires, the vegetation on this figure was much more subdued. However, Emlyn felt an extremely intense pressure emanating from the other person.
The grass was vibrant green, the flowers crimson, but halfway through their growth, they suddenly withered, becoming nourishment for new plants. A vibrant life and desolation coexisted, flowing under the crimson moonlight, as if shrouded in a hazy blood mist. Its upper body, bathed in shadow, revealed only a pair of eyes gleaming with a red light.
His spirituality was sending frantic warnings through his mind, and Emlyn felt short of breath. He had experienced a similar sensation with Lord Nibais, the ancestor of the Audra family.
A demigod of Sequence 4, or even above that!
This is definitely not a match I can withstand!
He thought to himself, filled with despair, that for a moment he even lost the will to run away. After all, facing such an enemy, running away was utterly pointless.
It's unbelievable that he had just gained the favor of the progenitor, joined the Tarot Society, and made achievements within the vampire clan, only to face death... Emlyn stood there blankly, awaiting his fate.
One second.
Two seconds.
...Um?"
Something seems off.
Emlyn cautiously opened his eyes and found that the other party was still standing in the same spot and had not attacked him.
What's going on?
He mustered his courage and carefully observed the person opposite him. Using his vampire night vision, he finally saw clearly that the grass covering this powerful extraordinary being did not cover his entire body, but only extended to his waist and above, and was even wriggling slightly. The person's expression was hazy, and he was muttering something, which echoed the grass and vegetation.
Is this... resisting erosion, or is it merging with the plants?
Regardless of the type, the danger's attention was focused on him, not on Emlyn!
Emlyn felt a sense of relief.
If that's the case, then if I just quietly distance myself from him, can I escape?
His will to survive was reignited, and Emlyn didn't hesitate; he immediately began to act. The other residents of the apartment had already run out, so there was no need to worry about anyone being affected. He kept a close eye on the other person's body as he cautiously began his movements.
He first picked up the two heads from the ground, then slowly retreated. He didn't have time to extract the two unique characteristics, but he at least needed to take away the evidence of his hunt.
One step, two steps.
Emlyn moved slowly and silently, taking several tens of seconds to gradually move away from the dangerous room and the dangerous person.
Great... If you retreat a few more meters, you can spread your wings and fly away.
A surge of joy at surviving welled up inside him, and the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, but before they could fully curve into a smile, he heard a series of "thump-thump-thump!"
A series of hurried footsteps suddenly rang out, coming from under the stairs outside the apartment building.
Keep it down, keep it down!
Emlyn turned around in horror and saw a group of people in black suits running up the stairs. They paused for a moment when they saw him, then raised their revolvers without hesitation.
"Click click click!"
In an instant, at least six or seven pistols were pointed at him. The gleam of the metal and the red gloves gripping the gun handles caught his eye at the same time.
"Put down your things and surrender immediately!"
Someone shouted at him sternly.
I?
Emlyn glanced at himself instinctively. In the chaotic apartment, he was holding two bloody, twisted human heads in his hands, and his vampire wings were spread on his back. He didn't look like a good person at all.
And the outfit on the other side... the red gloves of the Church of the Night?!
His expression immediately became somewhat conflicted.
In front of him was a large group of official Night Watchers, and behind him was a terrifying demigod on the verge of going out of control. Could he be any more unlucky?
"Surrender! Or we'll shoot!"
The night watchman issued another warning.
"Don't shout, keep your voice down!"
Emlyn realized what was happening and quickly lowered his voice, "Don't wake him up!"
To make his argument more convincing, he instinctively tried to wave his arm, but all he did was make the two heads fly up and down.
However, those on night watch remained unmoved.
"If you have something to say, we can talk about it when we get back."
The man leading the group said calmly.
"Snap!"
The next moment, the sound of shattering glass rang out. Emlyn opened his eyes and found himself subdued, with a pair of iron shackles bearing a seal fastened to his wrists.
Did I just fall asleep?
Yes, it's their ability as night watchmen to pull people into their dreams!
Emlyn snapped out of his daze, looked up, and saw a familiar face: black hair, green eyes, handsome yet frivolous.
Leonard Mitchell!
[World] I know him; he even asked me to buy some extraordinary items from him before.
"It's you..."
Emlyn said instinctively.
However, Leonard shook his head slightly at him, probably not wanting his secret to be exposed in front of others.
"Be careful!"
Emlyn took a second to grasp the situation, then panicked again. He saw several red-gloved figures walking towards the open room. "There's a Sequence 4 about to go out of control in there!"
"What did you say?"
Leonard could hardly believe his ears.
"return!"
Their captain, Soster, immediately called for his teammates.
However, it was too late.
"Ahhhhh!"
At the same time they made their voices, the team members looked at the things in the room and suddenly panicked, then recklessly raised their revolvers.
"Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!"
A sharp gunshot rang out.
It's over...
Emlyn thought desperately.
The next moment, something unexpected happened!
"Hoichi—"
Everyone present heard a sudden, angry voice that seemed to resound directly in their hearts, shaking their very souls!
"brush!"
Two bright red blades shot out, easily severing the red gloves in half.
"Back off—"
Soster's eyes widened, and he shouted hoarsely.
At that very moment, lush plants poured out of the room, surrounding a twisted figure, which appeared in the moonlight!
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