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Lumian shook his left hand, revealing the colorful sun pattern.
The cold living room was instantly warmed up a lot, but the frost that had condensed on the ground showed no sign of melting, only those distorted faces that were either blue or pale turned away.
Haman, who lost his head and was covered in blood, ran towards Lumian, not caring that the opponent's revolver was aimed at him, and wanted to "hug" the target forcibly. The picture of the sun made his body tremble to a certain extent, and the flowing blood dripped to the ground.
Lumian instinctively believed that he could not confront such a "blood corpse" head-on. He used the elbows protected by the light brown jacket to constantly block Haman's hands. The jacket was quickly stained with blood, showing signs of erosion. .
At this time, because the "Black Scorpion" Roger did not appear for two or three seconds, Franka was finally able to free her hand. A thick black flame condensed in her palm, and she threw it towards the corpse-like Haman. The black flame hit the surface of the **** corpse like a cannonball. It exploded instantly, silently igniting the spirituality contained in the blood and corpse.
Harman, too, began to melt like Castina, like a candle being thrown into a fire.
Just then, "Black Scorpion" Roger appeared. He emerged from a pale face in the corner, holding a statue of his height in his arms. The engraved figure was a woman with soft features, and the folds of her long skirt were lifelike.
After struggling to put the statue on the ground, Roger shrank back and merged into the pained and distorted faces, avoiding Lumian's shot and Franke's black flame in time.
In the next second, he leaned out from the ceiling chandelier, and cursed extremely fast: "You are dead." "I'm going to make you into flower fertilizer." Enter my immortal place." "I want to take all of your lives." "I want you to have twenty children."
Every time "Black Scorpion" Roger said a word, he would change his position. He was constantly moving and jumping, avoiding the picture scrolls displayed by Lumian and Franke's various black flames and frosts. witchcraft.
And every word that seems to come from the Intis language is like a sharp arrow, directly shooting into the minds of Lumian and Franka, not only making them dizzy, their heartbeat speeding up, but also making their blood feel like Resonance occurred. The female statue in the corner was inspired by this, and a layer of bright flames burned on the surface.
With a buzzing sound, Lumian's head was hit hard by an illusory sledgehammer, and two streams of bright red blood flowed out of his nasal cavity uncontrollably.
Almost at the same time, Franka, who jumped back to the sofa, shook her left hand, causing Lumian's nosebleeds to ignite black flames, preventing Roger from taking advantage of it.
She herself was similarly injured, and she suspected that "Black Scorpion" Roger was using a kind of curse-like spiritual spell, which was enhanced by the female statue, so that both physical and spiritual She couldn't bear a few words that were greatly enhanced.
Since "Black Scorpion" Roger didn't protect the withered statue, Franka believed that attacking it directly would likely lead to even more dire consequences, and this would most likely be manifested in a cursed way.
Suppressing the boiling of her blood, the dizziness of her head and the pain of her body, she raised the brass revolver and slammed a shot at Roger the "Black Scorpion", taking the opportunity to jump to the area where the statue was. past.
Iron-black bullets shattered a distorted face and left traces on the wall, but failed to hurt Roger.
As soon as Franka landed on the ground, she ran around the statue. She didn't pull the trigger of the brass revolver again, and she didn't stab out the Hidden Blade, while avoiding the wake of "Black Scorpion" Roger. The slender and thin figure extended from blood created layers of frost on the surface of the statue.
At this moment, Lumian, who was being heavily attacked by Roger the "Black Scorpion", was already in danger. With a sharp roar, an illusory black flame ignited on his body. This made him feel that his life was passing by quickly, and his body became weak because of it.
Lumian didn't hesitate any longer, first threw away the atlas of the strange sun, then jumped to the sofa, and put his left hand into his pocket.
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Lumian landed on the sofa, his left palm was pulled out of his pocket, and he was holding a long, slightly whitish severed finger. Facing the scythe from "Black Scorpion" Roger again, he was already quite weak, He could barely move his body, avoiding the blow with difficulty, and at the same time, he threw the severed finger in his hand into the air, it was Mr. K's finger.
Amidst the sound of leather and cloth being torn, the couch was split in two by the evil sickle, and the pale fingers in mid-air swelled loudly, exploding like a bomb, and it turned into drops of rain composed of flesh and blood, falling on the On Lumian's body, the debilitating black flame was extinguished.
These flesh and blood absorbed the surrounding blood and melted corpses, and quickly condensed together, making Lumian seem to be wearing a blood-colored robe with a hood.
Most of the strong sense of weakness that troubled Lumian disappeared. He jumped up and counterattacked the "Black Scorpion" Roger. Seeing this, the "Black Scorpion" Roger retreated back into the cracked ice without fighting hard. In the layer, retracted into one of the distorted bluish faces.
Franka, who had covered the withered statue with frost, suddenly felt a strong cold, and the dead souls in the living room seemed to become very angry. They came from all directions, stretched out their arms, opened their mouths, and surrounded Franka. up the middle.
Franka's figure protruded from the ice on the other side. She raised her hand, causing clusters of black flames to rise up around the statue, igniting the dead souls and blood-colored shadows.
"Black Scorpion" Roger leaned out half of his body from a nearby wall, and cursed again: "Damn it!"
While making the target weak, he used the painful faces to quickly shift his position, sometimes attacking Lumian, sometimes affecting Franka, relying on the "Undead Land" and the withered statue with his own strength. Overwhelmed two enemies.
Every once in a while, Lumian's body surface will ignite an evil black flame that **** his life and makes him weak, but this is always extinguished by the flesh-and-blood robe on his body in a neutral way, Franka Relying on the mirror stand-in, he escaped from the combination of "evil words", "blood spirit", "weak black flame" and "burning life" again and again.
Time passed quickly, seeing that Charles's robe of flesh and blood had been worn down to the point of being extremely thin and was about to disintegrate, and the mirror and the ice made by "Red Boots" Franka were almost exhausted, "Black Scorpion Roger poked his head out from the ceiling and said with a sharp smile full of malice: "Two idiots." Do you think you can fight against the Undead?
"I'm not afraid of all the leaders of the Savoy Party entering here. Go to hell."
This sharp voice pierced into the ears of Lumian and Franka, pierced their minds, and made them all shake, as if they could no longer bear it.
The "Black Scorpion" Roger who had moved to the side wall showed a ferocious and expectant smile when he saw this.
At this moment, his eyes suddenly went dark, and strong emotions emerged in his heart. It was disbelief, surprise, and panic. In the next second, he lost consciousness.
thump.
The leader of the Stingers protruded from the wall, fell to the ground, and passed out.
Fallen Mercury finally completed the exchange of fate, exchanging the fate of the dying tramp who fainted by himself to "Black Scorpion" Roger.
It only took a few minutes, and it was much faster than the previous exchange of Margot's fate. This is because tramps belong to ordinary people, and when Fallen Mercury chooses the fate of Roger the Black Scorpion, finding land is the least important and least involved Extraordinary kind.
Lumian locked his eyes on the "Black Scorpion" Roger, who was wearing aqua blue pajamas, and leaning on the blood-colored robe, he forcibly stepped on the distorted faces of transparent mold lakes, in the biting chill and stiff ground. In the feeling, when he came to the fainted object, he took out the metal vial containing the drugs, unscrewed the cap, and squatted down. He put the pistol obtained from Rentas to the nose of "Black Scorpion" Roger, and fanned the air with his hands, letting them blend more into the enemy's breath
Suck, after finishing this matter, Lumian mentioned "Black Scorpion" Roger, and ran out of the living room area under Franke's protection.
The servants and servants here had long since disappeared. As Roger the "Black Scorpion" left the living room, the faces that were either blue or pale disappeared quickly, and everything returned to normal.
Seeing this, Lumian threw the boss of the Stinger Gang to the ground in front of him, aimed his revolver at his head, and after staring for a few seconds, Lumian pulled the trigger calmly and silently.
With two bang bang shots, "Black Scorpion" Roger's head turned into a smashed watermelon, blood was everywhere around the splashed ground, and he lost his life in a coma.
Franka glanced at Lumian, who was still aiming at the "Black Scorpion" Roger, and asked calmly, "How is it, did you vent it?"
If it wasn't for helping Lumian, she thought the best way would be to report "Black Scorpion" Roger and others to believe in the great mother through "007".
Lumian was silent for a few seconds, drew the corners of his mouth, and smiled: "No, it just solved a hidden danger."
Franka sighed softly when she heard the words: "There is a saying in my hometown that a heart disease needs heart medicine. If you can't find the right direction, it's useless to do too many things. Well, I will quickly channel the spirit and try to fight for it." Evacuate here within three minutes, you hurry up and search for the spoils."
"Okay." Lumian replied at the same time, the remaining **** clothes on his body completely disintegrated, and the ground was stained red with ticks, that's it? Lumian couldn't help but frowned.
This is not to say that Mr. K's finger is not strong, on the contrary, in the battle just now, without it, Lumian would have been too weak to resist and needed Franke's help.
But its performance just now was not enough to fight against Susanna. Matisse's terrifying evil spirit inevitably made Lumian a little disappointed and confused. In a flash of thought, he walked towards the living room, looking around, searching for valuable items.
Suddenly, he saw a figure standing quietly at the stairs, wearing a large hood and a black robe.
Mr. K.
At the same time that Lumian Tong Kong zoomed in, Mr. K disappeared into the shadow.