The glass greenhouse outside the window reflects the light of the pale sun, and the bright roses are so conspicuous even in the thin mist.
The Duke of Negan in the bedroom seemed to have regained the feeling of following his father and elders when he was young, riding horses on the vast land, driving hounds and chasing wild animals.
Finally, he reached the top and seemed to have become extremely quiet around him.
At this moment, his mind suddenly buzzed, and he felt that the pleasure and comfort suddenly explode, constantly exploded, and exploded again and again without limit or end.
Duke Negan's waist trembled, his eyes were blank, and his mind lost his mind.
His heart beat violently and unbearable, just like a steam boiler with an unlimited pressure that would explode anytime and anywhere, and hot mist would squirt out anytime and anywhere.
If it were an ordinary person or an extraordinary person with poor physical fitness, he would have had myocardial infarction, cerebral hemorrhage, and died on the spot. However, Duke Negan finally survived, but his eyes were lost, salivating, and his body was weak toward his mistress lying flat.
The Fengjunzhe and the Duke Secretary, who were on guard in the rooms on both sides, noticed the abnormality of spirituality and the mysterious smell at the same time. A violent wind suddenly appeared around the former, sweeping him into the wall, and with a clang, he broke a big hole and entered the bedroom.
The secretary went straight to the attic of this house, the mysterious source!
Along the way, he did not dodge or avoid, but the vases and other objects used for decoration in the corridor seemed to have their own lives and avoided him in a clever manner.
And as he jumped along the stairs toward the attic, the wooden ground seemed to be rising, as if helping him.
In just three or four seconds, the gentle and handsome blonde young man had already entered the attic and saw a figure sitting on an old chair.
The figure was covered with sticky black liquid, just like a collection of all ugly desires and violent emotions deep in the human mind. It was the greed that was willing to sell the ropes of hang themselves, it was the hunger that the same kind of people didn't want to let go, it was the unrestricted lust.
This is the demon walking on the ground!
The thin secretary's expression did not change at all, and he did not attack directly. Instead, he looked at the other party, reached out and closed the door politely.
Bang!
The wooden door of the attic was closed.
The whole room suddenly felt like it was completely blocked, and it seemed to be effortless to break it, and it was inseparable from here at all.
At this moment, the concept of closing the door and sealing the room seemed to be tampered with to seal the place and isolate the inside and outside!
The Apostle of Desire moved, his body expanded and grew, and a pair of huge bat wings with light blue flames grew.
Fireballs with strong scent of sulfur took shape and blasted at Duke Negan's blonde secretary one after another.
The secretary stretched out his white gloves' left palm, clamped it tightly, and half-turned his wrist.
Boom!Boom!Boom!
The fireballs no longer follow the principle of straight or parabolic and scattered suddenly around, chaotic like the irregular movement of tiny particles proposed by a botanist. Some of them hit the wall, some hit the ceiling, some fell beside the weak secretary, and some retreated back, almost hurting the Apostle of Desire himself.
The entire attic was in a mess, with broken and charred marks everywhere, and even the house was shaken twice.
However, the mysterious power or tampered rules here has not been destroyed, and the surrounding walls, old wooden doors and dusty roofs are just shaking, but never falling.
The Apostle of Desire was not depressed by the failure of the attempt just now, nor was he panicked because the other party's emotions were stable, the desire was restrained, unable to control or catalyzed. His brown eyes suddenly had a fiery red like magma, condensed into the appearance of a blonde secretary, and he spit out a demonic word full of filth and stench:
die!
Almost at the same time, the secretary wearing gold-rimmed glasses shrank his pupils, spread his left fist, and aimed his palm at the Apostle of Desire.
Suddenly, his figure differentiated, one was a gentle and thin person himself, and the other was a shadow covered by black liquid of desire. The two quickly alternated and overlapped sometimes.
die!
The filthy words echoed in the attic, and the secretary groaned and took two steps back.
The differentiated figure dissipated, and large rust red marks appeared on his face immediately, like an iron man who had been in a wet place for many years.
Cough cough cough!He coughed violently and spit out blood that was clumping into blocks and covered with rust.
The traces on his body slowly trembled.
Cough cough cough!
The Apostle of Desire was also coughing, and also coughing up blood that condensed into rusty pieces. The viscous black liquid covering his whole body suddenly became much thinner.
Half of his filthy words seemed to be transferred to himself by Duke Negan's secretary!
……
Inside the bedroom.
The Wind Fate helped Duke Negan up and kicked the beautiful mistress to the other side in case the other party was an accomplice of the attacker.
The reason why he did not help the Secretary was because he knew very well that he had only one duty, that is, to protect the Duke of Negan!
In similar cases, you must be wary of more than one enemy!
At this time, Duke Negan relaxed a little, but he was quite powerful and still had weak hands and feet, empty body, and was listless, and could not use his extraordinary abilities at all.
He signaled Feng Junzhe to take off the conch necklace from his neck and put the item to his mouth.
Duke Negan took a breath, blew it out suddenly, and blew into the small conch full of strange patterns.
Hurry!
The low tide sounded and rushed towards the Holy Wind Cathedral.
With the speed of the Archbishop, he will arrive soon!The Wind Fellows first comforted him, then carried Duke Negan on his back, walked closer to the window, and jumped downward.
He was going to meet with the Duke Guard outside, and there were two or three low-sequence extraordinary people inside.
Duke Negan gasped:
To catch, you must grasp the living, or the spirit...
I want to know who it is!
Last time, the pirate general Zilingus came to assassinate, and this time he was a stranger from Sequence 5. Duke Negan asked himself that he had not developed to such a level of dying with recently, so he was particularly angry and resentful.
He wants to find out the mastermind behind the scenes and use all resources to tear the other party apart!
The premise of all this is to find clues from the assassin.
Seven or eight seconds later, most of the Duke Guards rushed over and surrounded Pallas Negan and the Windmen in the middle, in front of the garden.
Just wait here and be on guard against the enemy.The Fengjun issued an order.
According to the normal handling process, he should protect the Duke from leaving the assassination site as soon as possible and rush to the safe place of the Holy Wind Cathedral, but he was not sure whether there were other enemies, fearing an ambush on the road. Most importantly, he was worried about being staggered with the Singer of God, Ace Snake, who came to help, and thus fell into a more dangerous situation.
One second, two seconds, three seconds... Time keeps passing, the house trembles from time to time, and the battle inside seems to have entered a white-hot stage.
Why hasn't the Archbishop come yet?Duke Negan asked slightly panic, panting.
At the other party's flight speed, it should be about to arrive, but in the direction of the Holy Wind Cathedral, there was no sign of the mist being blown away.
The Fengjun said with great caution and hesitation:
Maybe, maybe the Archbishop, the Archbishop...
He ultimately did not say the possibility that the Archbishop was not in the Cathedral of Holy Wind.
At this moment, the beautiful mistress of Duke Negan walked to the window of the second floor bedroom, with a sad smile in confusion.
Immediately afterwards, she jumped down, deliberately hitting the ground with her head, and hitting the cement-made ground.
Bang!
After the sound of making people sore teeth, the beautiful head cracked a lot of gaps and blood flowed out.
She rolled weakly for a few rounds, finally facing upwards.
Her eyes completely lost their focal length, and her solidified expression was full of madness and fear.
Seeing this scene, many members of the Duke Guard felt a sense of fear in a difficult situation.
Even Duke Negan himself felt almost broken down due to Archbishop Sneck's delay.
Walk!Leave here!He was weak and instinctively shouted.
Fengjunzhe was just glad that he was not soft-hearted just now, so he kicked the mistress away first, otherwise the duke might have been killed on the spot. At this moment, when he heard the fearful order, his heart suddenly skipped a beat.
In the attic, the Apostle of Desire in the fierce battle suddenly liquefied, turning into many black shadows, jumping all over the ground.
After avoiding the attack of the blonde secretary, he reconstituted and formed in another direction.
Then, he looked at the enemy, raised his right arm, and the corners of his mouth curled up slightly.
No!The blonde secretary's eyes suddenly turned red.
In an instant, the Apostle of Desire clenched his fists.
Outside this luxurious house, Duke Negan's fear burst out suddenly, jumping straight into his brain, drilling into his blood vessels, covering his nerves.
He heard the sound of something broken, and he felt a warm feeling in the back of his head.
At the same time, several members of the Duke Guard became panicked, and raised their special revolver or rifles, and shot in the middle.
Bang!Bang!Bang!
The Wind Fellow took the lead, hugged Duke Negan, and rolled to the ground. Pieces of invisible winds as sharp as swords appeared out of thin air, cutting the throats of the guards.
Plop, plop, the guards covered their throats and slowly fell to the ground in the effluent blood, while Duke Negan's body twitched a few times but stopped moving.
He was taken away by his own fear.
If he was not the extraordinary person of Sequence 6, his fear could even dismember him.
Of course, if he had not become extremely weak, he would not have had such a violent mood, and even if he had it, he would not have died directly because of it.
But there is no if in this world, the leader of the Conservative Party, the largest land nobleman outside the king, the brother of this prime minister, the extraordinary person in Sequence 6, the real big shot, Duke Pallas Negan died like this.
The roses in the nearby glass greenhouse are still in full bloom.
In the attic, the blonde secretary clearly noticed something and his emotions were no longer controlled.
So his mind turned blank, he ran out anxiously, and opened the door that sealed the room by himself.
Two seconds later, he reacted and turned around again, but the figure covering the black liquid and the suitcase in the corner were gone.
……
The Apostle of Desire quickly left the villa and evacuated the scene according to the scheduled route.
At this moment, a rich sea of blood seemed to appear in front of him.
The Duke of Negan in the bedroom seemed to have regained the feeling of following his father and elders when he was young, riding horses on the vast land, driving hounds and chasing wild animals.
Finally, he reached the top and seemed to have become extremely quiet around him.
At this moment, his mind suddenly buzzed, and he felt that the pleasure and comfort suddenly explode, constantly exploded, and exploded again and again without limit or end.
Duke Negan's waist trembled, his eyes were blank, and his mind lost his mind.
His heart beat violently and unbearable, just like a steam boiler with an unlimited pressure that would explode anytime and anywhere, and hot mist would squirt out anytime and anywhere.
If it were an ordinary person or an extraordinary person with poor physical fitness, he would have had myocardial infarction, cerebral hemorrhage, and died on the spot. However, Duke Negan finally survived, but his eyes were lost, salivating, and his body was weak toward his mistress lying flat.
The Fengjunzhe and the Duke Secretary, who were on guard in the rooms on both sides, noticed the abnormality of spirituality and the mysterious smell at the same time. A violent wind suddenly appeared around the former, sweeping him into the wall, and with a clang, he broke a big hole and entered the bedroom.
The secretary went straight to the attic of this house, the mysterious source!
Along the way, he did not dodge or avoid, but the vases and other objects used for decoration in the corridor seemed to have their own lives and avoided him in a clever manner.
And as he jumped along the stairs toward the attic, the wooden ground seemed to be rising, as if helping him.
In just three or four seconds, the gentle and handsome blonde young man had already entered the attic and saw a figure sitting on an old chair.
The figure was covered with sticky black liquid, just like a collection of all ugly desires and violent emotions deep in the human mind. It was the greed that was willing to sell the ropes of hang themselves, it was the hunger that the same kind of people didn't want to let go, it was the unrestricted lust.
This is the demon walking on the ground!
The thin secretary's expression did not change at all, and he did not attack directly. Instead, he looked at the other party, reached out and closed the door politely.
Bang!
The wooden door of the attic was closed.
The whole room suddenly felt like it was completely blocked, and it seemed to be effortless to break it, and it was inseparable from here at all.
At this moment, the concept of closing the door and sealing the room seemed to be tampered with to seal the place and isolate the inside and outside!
The Apostle of Desire moved, his body expanded and grew, and a pair of huge bat wings with light blue flames grew.
Fireballs with strong scent of sulfur took shape and blasted at Duke Negan's blonde secretary one after another.
The secretary stretched out his white gloves' left palm, clamped it tightly, and half-turned his wrist.
Boom!Boom!Boom!
The fireballs no longer follow the principle of straight or parabolic and scattered suddenly around, chaotic like the irregular movement of tiny particles proposed by a botanist. Some of them hit the wall, some hit the ceiling, some fell beside the weak secretary, and some retreated back, almost hurting the Apostle of Desire himself.
The entire attic was in a mess, with broken and charred marks everywhere, and even the house was shaken twice.
However, the mysterious power or tampered rules here has not been destroyed, and the surrounding walls, old wooden doors and dusty roofs are just shaking, but never falling.
The Apostle of Desire was not depressed by the failure of the attempt just now, nor was he panicked because the other party's emotions were stable, the desire was restrained, unable to control or catalyzed. His brown eyes suddenly had a fiery red like magma, condensed into the appearance of a blonde secretary, and he spit out a demonic word full of filth and stench:
die!
Almost at the same time, the secretary wearing gold-rimmed glasses shrank his pupils, spread his left fist, and aimed his palm at the Apostle of Desire.
Suddenly, his figure differentiated, one was a gentle and thin person himself, and the other was a shadow covered by black liquid of desire. The two quickly alternated and overlapped sometimes.
die!
The filthy words echoed in the attic, and the secretary groaned and took two steps back.
The differentiated figure dissipated, and large rust red marks appeared on his face immediately, like an iron man who had been in a wet place for many years.
Cough cough cough!He coughed violently and spit out blood that was clumping into blocks and covered with rust.
The traces on his body slowly trembled.
Cough cough cough!
The Apostle of Desire was also coughing, and also coughing up blood that condensed into rusty pieces. The viscous black liquid covering his whole body suddenly became much thinner.
Half of his filthy words seemed to be transferred to himself by Duke Negan's secretary!
……
Inside the bedroom.
The Wind Fate helped Duke Negan up and kicked the beautiful mistress to the other side in case the other party was an accomplice of the attacker.
The reason why he did not help the Secretary was because he knew very well that he had only one duty, that is, to protect the Duke of Negan!
In similar cases, you must be wary of more than one enemy!
At this time, Duke Negan relaxed a little, but he was quite powerful and still had weak hands and feet, empty body, and was listless, and could not use his extraordinary abilities at all.
He signaled Feng Junzhe to take off the conch necklace from his neck and put the item to his mouth.
Duke Negan took a breath, blew it out suddenly, and blew into the small conch full of strange patterns.
Hurry!
The low tide sounded and rushed towards the Holy Wind Cathedral.
With the speed of the Archbishop, he will arrive soon!The Wind Fellows first comforted him, then carried Duke Negan on his back, walked closer to the window, and jumped downward.
He was going to meet with the Duke Guard outside, and there were two or three low-sequence extraordinary people inside.
Duke Negan gasped:
To catch, you must grasp the living, or the spirit...
I want to know who it is!
Last time, the pirate general Zilingus came to assassinate, and this time he was a stranger from Sequence 5. Duke Negan asked himself that he had not developed to such a level of dying with recently, so he was particularly angry and resentful.
He wants to find out the mastermind behind the scenes and use all resources to tear the other party apart!
The premise of all this is to find clues from the assassin.
Seven or eight seconds later, most of the Duke Guards rushed over and surrounded Pallas Negan and the Windmen in the middle, in front of the garden.
Just wait here and be on guard against the enemy.The Fengjun issued an order.
According to the normal handling process, he should protect the Duke from leaving the assassination site as soon as possible and rush to the safe place of the Holy Wind Cathedral, but he was not sure whether there were other enemies, fearing an ambush on the road. Most importantly, he was worried about being staggered with the Singer of God, Ace Snake, who came to help, and thus fell into a more dangerous situation.
One second, two seconds, three seconds... Time keeps passing, the house trembles from time to time, and the battle inside seems to have entered a white-hot stage.
Why hasn't the Archbishop come yet?Duke Negan asked slightly panic, panting.
At the other party's flight speed, it should be about to arrive, but in the direction of the Holy Wind Cathedral, there was no sign of the mist being blown away.
The Fengjun said with great caution and hesitation:
Maybe, maybe the Archbishop, the Archbishop...
He ultimately did not say the possibility that the Archbishop was not in the Cathedral of Holy Wind.
At this moment, the beautiful mistress of Duke Negan walked to the window of the second floor bedroom, with a sad smile in confusion.
Immediately afterwards, she jumped down, deliberately hitting the ground with her head, and hitting the cement-made ground.
Bang!
After the sound of making people sore teeth, the beautiful head cracked a lot of gaps and blood flowed out.
She rolled weakly for a few rounds, finally facing upwards.
Her eyes completely lost their focal length, and her solidified expression was full of madness and fear.
Seeing this scene, many members of the Duke Guard felt a sense of fear in a difficult situation.
Even Duke Negan himself felt almost broken down due to Archbishop Sneck's delay.
Walk!Leave here!He was weak and instinctively shouted.
Fengjunzhe was just glad that he was not soft-hearted just now, so he kicked the mistress away first, otherwise the duke might have been killed on the spot. At this moment, when he heard the fearful order, his heart suddenly skipped a beat.
In the attic, the Apostle of Desire in the fierce battle suddenly liquefied, turning into many black shadows, jumping all over the ground.
After avoiding the attack of the blonde secretary, he reconstituted and formed in another direction.
Then, he looked at the enemy, raised his right arm, and the corners of his mouth curled up slightly.
No!The blonde secretary's eyes suddenly turned red.
In an instant, the Apostle of Desire clenched his fists.
Outside this luxurious house, Duke Negan's fear burst out suddenly, jumping straight into his brain, drilling into his blood vessels, covering his nerves.
He heard the sound of something broken, and he felt a warm feeling in the back of his head.
At the same time, several members of the Duke Guard became panicked, and raised their special revolver or rifles, and shot in the middle.
Bang!Bang!Bang!
The Wind Fellow took the lead, hugged Duke Negan, and rolled to the ground. Pieces of invisible winds as sharp as swords appeared out of thin air, cutting the throats of the guards.
Plop, plop, the guards covered their throats and slowly fell to the ground in the effluent blood, while Duke Negan's body twitched a few times but stopped moving.
He was taken away by his own fear.
If he was not the extraordinary person of Sequence 6, his fear could even dismember him.
Of course, if he had not become extremely weak, he would not have had such a violent mood, and even if he had it, he would not have died directly because of it.
But there is no if in this world, the leader of the Conservative Party, the largest land nobleman outside the king, the brother of this prime minister, the extraordinary person in Sequence 6, the real big shot, Duke Pallas Negan died like this.
The roses in the nearby glass greenhouse are still in full bloom.
In the attic, the blonde secretary clearly noticed something and his emotions were no longer controlled.
So his mind turned blank, he ran out anxiously, and opened the door that sealed the room by himself.
Two seconds later, he reacted and turned around again, but the figure covering the black liquid and the suitcase in the corner were gone.
……
The Apostle of Desire quickly left the villa and evacuated the scene according to the scheduled route.
At this moment, a rich sea of blood seemed to appear in front of him.
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