Chapter 2697 Cruelty and Cowardice
When the owl clutched the cat and flew into the hotel window at half past two that afternoon, Miss Daniste was exchanging information with Miss Bell. After Shade and the witch landed, the young witch apprentice immediately said:
“Miss, something happened in the city. An hour ago, a large number of undead appeared in the woods around the city. When the church sent a team to deal with the undead, the manor where Prince William of Anjou lived was shrouded in a gray mist , York Bronte took the people among them as hostages.”
“Where’s Margaret?”
Xia De asked immediately, and Miss Bell reassured Sha De:
“Bronte has not gone crazy and attacked the royal family members. Princess Margaret was not there in the afternoon, and Prince William Anjou was thrown out directly after the gray fog appeared. Now the church has been surrounded After the ring wizards tried to enter the manor, the heads of the manor servants were immediately thrown out.”
“Although he knew he would do it, he was so direct? Charlotte, does the church know that it was York Bronte who did it?”
The witch frowned and asked, Miss Bell shook her head:
“I don’t know. The church now only knows that a large number of undead have appeared outside the city, and many of them are quite troublesome. At present, the Thirteenth Ring ‘Constructor Master’ has led his team to deal with the matter in the city. During the investigation, the head that was thrown out of the manor was manipulated into telling the church’s magicians that he wanted to see the person who stole the coffin.”
Those resentful spirits that have been transformed and strengthened in the “Edge of Life and Death” are troublesome, but as long as the church wants to eliminate them, the only role they play in a place like Vista Grove is to delay time. This will be a small-scale battle, but it will not directly shake the order of Vista City.
“He really wanted to know who took the tree hole.”
Shad was not surprised by this, but felt that York Bronte was still too timid. He briefly told Miss Daniste and Miss Bell about cemeteries, narrow rooms, coffins, flesh and blood, and subspace, letting them understand the general outline of the matter:
“Then I’ll go see Bronte and this matter can be resolved today.”
“If the other party dares to see you directly now, he must have his own trump card.”
Miss Daniste reminded, and the witch turned into a cat and jumped on his shoulder:
“I’ll go with Shade.”
“You have already used the umbilical cord once this morning. If you really want to fight it, do you want to use it again? I am worried that you will turn into an owl and never come back.”
The red-haired girl reached out and “plucked” the owl from Shade’s shoulder:
“You stay in the hotel and ask your followers to go with me to the vicinity of the manor. Shade, I will not follow you into the manor, but if there is a fight, as long as we see your moonlight, we will help You. Your magic potion is still with me. Even if it cannot be fully restored, it will be no problem to help you suppress it.”
She was referring to the “spiritual elixir” made by Priest August for Shade.
Without further ado, Shade set off immediately. The manor where Prince William of Anjou lived was located in the southwest of the city. The sudden incident and the church’s timely response. Although the unusually heavy fog caused discussions among people living nearby, it was an area where nobles lived in the city after all, and there were not many pedestrians, so it did not cause panic yet.
Miss Danister and the others separated from Shade before they arrived at that neighborhood. Shade did not think about bypassing the church’s blockade and sneaking in. Instead, he confirmed his disguise and walked directly over.
The police blocked the road outside, but they all let Shade continue to move forward as if they could not see him, which attracted the attention of the ring warlocks responsible for handling this matter.
Because this place is the closest to the [Peace Church] in this city, the first person to appear in front of Shade was the Peace Church team led by an eleven-ring warlock. When they saw Shade coming directly without concealing himself, they slightly lowered their guard against the strange ring warlock and stopped him at the corner of the street leading to the entrance of the manor:
“Sir, the road ahead cannot be passed now.”
“The people inside are looking for me.”
Xia De said, taking out the scabbard of the [Night Watchman] that had been used once in the coffin at noon:
“Let me in and let me handle it. There may be big trouble inside.”
Now [Night Watch] is the weapon of the “God Caller”, the “strongest” ring warlock in the entire material world. Although not everyone knows it, at least the eleventh ring warlock who stopped Shade knows it. He was quite surprised by the appearance of the sword. After repeatedly observing Shade’s face and the sword, he showed a rather complicated expression:
“Is it our turn?”
After receiving permission, he reached out and touched the hilt of the long sword. After confirming that it was an angel-level relic, he motioned for his teammates to disperse:
“Okay, please come with me.”
He did not ask Shade what happened. After he brought Shade to the gate of the manor and explained it to the other three captain-level church ring warlocks, they lifted the perimeter warning ceremony and signaled that Shade could Enter.
Shad admired the efficiency of their communication.
“I have the coffin, or rather the door, you are looking for!”
Shad shouted loudly to the manor, then walked in. The thin gray mist represented the power of death. When Shade stepped through the gate of the manor, the sword in his hand immediately began to glow.
It can be seen that York Bronte’s risk of kidnapping the people here was a last resort and he was obviously afraid of the power of the church, and he knew very well that if the church didn’t want him to kill more people, these fogs of death would not exist at all. Can’t stop anything.
According to the church’s estimate, there should be 50 to 70 people in the manor. Most of them are servants of the manor and the prince’s entourage and bodyguards. A small number are local nobles who came to visit Prince William of Anjou this afternoon. Once the church solves the problems outside the city, it will be a very simple matter to break into this manor. Therefore, all the heartbeats that Shade’s “Heart of Stone” could hear were gathered in the grand banquet hall on the third floor of the manor.
And in the entire manor, which was filled with the mist of death, there were not only no living people, but also no dead people.
“He didn’t even arrange any relics to stop me.”
Xia De was still thinking silently as he went up the stairs.
[He originally wanted to know who took the coffin, and he didn’t want to waste too much time in the city, so why should he block you? 】
“She” in his ear asked with a smile, and Shade felt that this made sense.
The walls, windows, ceiling and floor of the banquet hall seemed to Shade to be wrapped in a layer of squirming flesh. This was also York Bronte’s preparation to prevent being raided by the church. But when Shade came to the door of the banquet hall, which was covered in flesh and blood, the door opened, but no traces of flesh and blood could be seen inside the door.
Everyone alive in the manor at this time is sitting or lying here safely, but they all look listless. There is not too thick gray fog in the room, but the power of death still makes the living people quite uncomfortable.
Even when Shade opened the door, most of them just looked up, rather than asking him what was going on outside.
No one stood up to greet him or speak. The atmosphere at this time was like facing a group of critically ill patients in a hospital who were about to die. Although the windows are still transmitting light, judging from the observations from the outside, the current light is probably all caused by illusions.
Seeing that no one was paying attention to him, Shade walked deeper into the banquet hall. He carefully avoided the people lying on the ground, and finally saw York Bronte at the far end of the long table covered with dust-proof tablecloth.
He was as sluggish as the ordinary people here, sitting leaning against the wall, holding in his arms Miss Linda Bennet, the third daughter of the Bennet family who had appeared here for some reason. Shade could tell that he was pretending. After all, he had to cast spells to maintain this place. The traces of spirits and elements were probably invisible to only these ordinary people.
But it was obvious that the Dead Apostle did not recognize the glowing sword in Shade’s hand, but instinctively felt the extreme danger. He looked up at Shade, and Shade looked down at him.
Seeing that the other party did not want to speak, Xia De had to take the initiative and said:
“Let everyone here go, stop it, Theodore, they are all Church Ring Warlocks outside.”
Although the listless Linda Bennet still had her eyes open, Shade felt that she didn’t hear what she was saying at all.
The pale York Bronte looked at him and replied in a hoarse voice:
“Give me back my coffin. Linda Bennett and I will move away after we get married. I can guarantee that we will leave this area and never come back.”
Xia De then asked:
“So what about your time curse? Speaking of which, do you have to return to the edge of life and death from time to time, or do you need to be in a high-concentration death environment for a long time?”
This time Bronte’s expression finally changed. He tried to stand up, but was still entangled by Linda Bennett, so he pushed the girl directly to the floor aside:
“I don’t understand, why did you travel through time to cause trouble for me? Have I ever offended you? Or have I blocked your way? The contents of the coffin can be yours, if you let me compensate you Other property is acceptable.
Life is so precious. You and I are powerful mortals. Why should we fight with each other if we can avoid death? ”
“No, you have not offended me, and you have not blocked my way.”
Xia De shook his head:
“You caused a paradox by traveling through time. You know what the consequences will be; you have become the monster you are today and killed so many people. Of course I have to get rid of you.”
York Brontë leaned his back against the wall and asked in disbelief:
“But what does this have to do with you?”
It’s not like he’s making excuses, but he really thinks so:
“I caused a time paradox, but it just made me live longer; I killed people, but you didn’t even know those people.
What does this have to do with you? I don’t have any grudge against you, why don’t you let me go? ”