Chapter 45 Sharon
"What's wrong with you? Speak!"
Mrs. Sharon said impatiently, looking at the person opposite her who was speechless.
"But, but"
The hooded man looked around, looking anxious and terrified. "Something's wrong! Something's really, really wrong!"
"What nonsense are you talking about?"
Mrs. Sharon became more and more impatient. Just as she was about to question the other party, her eyes were suddenly smeared with blood.
"Ahhhhhhhhhhh!"
The hooded man let out a miserable wail. His chest and abdomen seemed to be pierced by an invisible blade, and a huge wound appeared in an instant!
Madam Sharon and the girl next to her were splattered with blood and were momentarily unable to react. They remained dazed until the other girl's screams woke them up.
"Triss, back off!"
Mrs. Sharon, covered in blood, actually looked a bit weird. She called the girl next to her to retreat, opened her right hand, and in her palm appeared a charred black wooden stick about 20 centimeters long. It was the special item created by her witch ability, the magic wand.
"He's cursed!"
Madam Sharon said angrily, "He didn't even notice it himself, what an idiot!"
She raised the charred wand in her hand and, with a low chant, a jet-black light shot out from the tip of the wooden wand, forming a black hemispherical film above the hooded man's body. Just as she was about to take precautions, she saw the surface of the black hemispherical film dent, as if an invisible blade were stabbing at her.
This invisible stab failed to penetrate the light film and retreated after a few seconds.
"Oh"
Just as a smile appeared on Mrs. Sharon's face, she saw a blood-red light suddenly appear above her!
"boom!"
The vicious curse, laced with the resentment of death, descended with a crashing sound. The shield was unable to withstand it, and it shattered with a loud crackling sound. The hooded man below didn't even have time to scream before he was instantly smashed into a pool of blood and flesh!
"puff!"
Blood and human tissue splattered everywhere, as if the entire room was covered with a layer of red paint.
"Squeak—"
The splattered flesh and blood was corrosive, burning the entire room and causing smoke to rise.
"Aaaaaaah—my face! My face!"
Madam Sharon's wand exploded in two, and she covered her face and screamed. Her exposed, round arms and the slender, white calves beneath her evening gown—these parts affected by the curse—began to mutate! Ugly tumors sprouted from beneath her alluring, fair skin, like buds yet to bloom.
Her hair began to grow thicker and swayed even without wind, as if each strand had its own life.
The girl named Triss was lucky enough to escape the disaster because she hid behind Madam Sharon. She looked at Madam Sharon rolling on the ground, with two complex and opposing emotions of gloating and worry in her eyes. She stood quietly aside and let the other party wail.
After a few seconds, Mrs. Sharon's howling subsided, the tumor slowly receded, and her hair returned to its original shape. Triss then spoke, "Are you okay?"
"It's the breath of the true Creator! The Aurora Society! These lunatics! I've already told them not to deal with these lunatics!"
Mrs. Sharon climbed up, half of her head was corroded and rotten, including her charming hair that was as smooth as a waterfall, and her pitiful and attractive face were all burned off, revealing bright red flesh and blood, forming a horrifying contrast with the other half.
She raged hysterically about the Aurora Society.
When Triss saw the other person's appearance, she was shocked and then lowered her head.
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The next day, Blackthorn Security Company.
"The manager of William Shipping Company is Mr. Pound, right? He, the company's boss, and several other senior executives have all been arrested."
Dunn, who had just returned from a busy night, said this to Lu Ze who was waiting.
Lu Ze was a little surprised. He looked at Leonard who followed Dunn out and asked doubtfully, "This is a case discovered by our Night Watchmen. Shouldn't we arrest the suspect? Should we investigate?"
Last night, after receiving the news, Dunn led his team members and relevant police to the William Shipping Company in the port area. Seeing a cabin full of people from the South Continent, they were also confused and didn't know how to start.
However, Lu Ze didn't bother to care. He used the excuse that the ritual was too exhausting and went back to Blackthorn Security Company alone, leaving Leonard to help. After returning to the company, he took the opportunity to change his bloodstained shirt to prevent scaring Cecilia when he returned home.
"William Shipping Company's business involved the colonies of the southern continent and was related to the military, so they forcibly took it away."
Leonard explained with a very unhappy expression, "We had just arrived downstairs at Pound's house when they showed up. We didn't have time to let the captain investigate the dream. The military said it was a military secret and forbade us from investigating."
"Why do I feel like they're covering up something? It seems like the Beyonder that night was here to silence me."
Lu Ze frowned, thinking back to the sharp stab last night, and his chest seemed to ache slightly, "There must be something fishy going on here."
He returned that evening and researched the data. The Beyonder was lithe and agile, leaping from great heights with ease. His attacks were fierce and ferocious, preying on the opponent's weaknesses. These characteristics closely resembled a Sequence called "Assassin," a Sequence seemingly connected to the "Witch Cult" and the "Gnosis Society."
Both organizations are secretive and hostile to the government. Could the military be connected to them?
"I've already informed the Holy Temple of the situation. They'll negotiate with the military." Dunn's deep eyes remained calm. "Until then, let's not act rashly."
Both of them nodded to show that they understood. At this time, forcing an investigation might give people a reason to criticize, so they let the bigwigs above take care of the talking.
After giving them a few more instructions, Dunn hurried away. He still had a lot of things to deal with, so he left Leonard and Lu Ze in the same room.
"Are you okay?"
Leonard looked at Lu Ze's chest and asked in a low voice.
"Um."
Lu Ze patted the wound, making a dull, even echo that made Leonard's eyelids twitch.
He hesitated for a moment, then after checking that no one was around, he leaned over and asked quietly, "What's going on with you?"
"I don't know."
Lu Ze played dumb and said, "Ever since I was sacrificed to the evil god and forced to take the potion, and all that mess, my body has become very easy to heal."
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Leonard seemed to find it difficult to accept this statement and struggled for a long time.
"Did you feel anything unusual?"
He asked unwillingly.
"No."
Lu Ze replied, "Keep it a secret for me. If my sister finds out, she'll be worried."
He patted Leonard's shoulder, his tone pleading.
Leonard nodded helplessly, turned and walked out of the lounge, heading towards the underground armory.
"Did you find anything?"
On the deserted spiral staircase, he muttered to himself, tilted his head and listened for a moment, but soon revealed a dissatisfied expression, curling his lips and saying, "Old man, you are really useless."
In the lounge, Lu Ze stretched.
The secret prayer potion in his body had been almost digested, with only a small part remaining motionless. Perhaps there was still something he had not yet fully understood about the rules of acting.
"Last night was really dangerous."
If it weren't for his amazing ability to recover his flesh and blood, he would have died that night.
Perhaps I should agree to help Azik. He is a High-Sequence Warrior who can help me improve myself.
Lu Ze thought about it and made up his mind. After returning, he would ask for Klein Azik's address and then pay him a visit.