Chapter 36 Old Dog Dull Teeth
Klein instinctively felt that something was wrong with the silence. He used the Joker's special ability and tried to stop his body from rushing forward. His right foot was in front, and his left foot was like a scorpion's tail, raised high behind him. He opened his arms, leaned forward, and turned his head to look at the guard room.
This glance made his body freeze. The sound he wanted to shout was stuck in his throat. His body began to tremble for no reason, and fine bumps appeared on his arms and back...
In the small guard room, Old Neil's body was suspended in the air like a puppet. His cheeks and forehead were cracked, and the flesh and blood inside condensed and turned into eyeballs. His ears stretched out like trumpets, and his mouth was flowing with a sticky, bloody liquid with short black hairs...
Above him, a pair of cold, eyelashless, almost transparent eyes appeared. No, not just one pair... but countless pairs... On the walls, ceilings, tables, and toilets, pairs of eyelashless, cold, eyelashless, almost transparent eyes appeared...
Inside the guard room, Old Blue, Dunn who had just woken up, Matthew, and Fry who had just arrived, all closed their eyes at the same time and got into fighting stances… However, they couldn't even see the enemy's position, hear the enemy's voice, or touch the enemy's body… So they stood frozen in place, and in the entire guard room, there was no other sound except the sound of black hairy liquid dripping.
Suddenly, all these eyes looked towards the door, towards the figure with strange and stiff movements.
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"Fuck! Damn it! I'm screwed!" Old Blue complained crazily in his heart, "Dunn is unreliable... He even failed to control Old Neil..."
[“Hey, who caused this trouble? Who popped the eyes of the Hidden Sage just because of a disagreement? It’s what he deserves!”]
"Damn... Hidden Sage, this guy is really capable," Old Blue continued to complain, "This is the third protagonist he has offended. Very good, I want to see how he ends up in a dignified way..."
Suddenly, the pressure on him was relieved, as if a heavy burden had been lifted from him.
"Hmm? Did He hear what I said in my heart? Oh, just say a few nice words, kneel down and kowtow, and I will forgive you... forgive your ass!"
The illusory sea flashed by in a flash, and Old Blue suddenly opened his eyes. It seemed as if there were two blazing "suns" in them, emitting endless light and heat. He raised his arms in place, as if praising the sun:
"The realm without darkness"!
The slightly dim light of the gas lamp became blazing, illuminating every corner of the room, leaving no shadow and nothing hidden.
The densely packed transparent eyes trembled violently as if stimulated. They quickly gathered on Old Neil, converging into an incarnation of seemingly infinite knowledge.
"Fuck!" Old Blue, with his arms raised high, felt endless rage released from his heart, and the "Realm of No Darkness" released by himself also contracted and expanded with the angry heartbeat. He felt that he was getting high, but it didn't matter, I was the one who blew your eyeballs out, come and fuck me!
Old Blue swept his two blazing suns towards the embodiment of knowledge, raised the corners of his mouth, and raised a middle finger with his right hand.
Then, his leg muscles bulged, boom!
The stone floor was crushed, and a figure with endless brilliance and the sound of wind and thunder appeared, like a steam train, grabbing the embodiment of knowledge. The huge impact force directly broke through the back wall, boom!
A large number of "eyes" were squeezed out, and the embodiment of knowledge was pressed against the outer stone wall by a muscular old man, squirming desperately.
"God said! Well, the storm is with me!" Old Blue was still sober. If he shouted the catchphrase of the "Sun Cult" now, it would be the end...
Old Blue suppressed the incarnation with his left hand and stretched out his right hand backwards. A spear that was extremely pure and extremely bright white instantly condensed, the "Spear of No Darkness"!
He grabbed the spear, which was equivalent to a full-strength blow from a demigod of the Sun Path, and stabbed it into Old Neil's chest, pinning it to the gray stone wall.
Now, as long as Old Blue has a thought, this "Gun of No Darkness" will burst out with the brilliance of purifying all things and blow the embodiment of knowledge to pieces.
"Hey, now you know how powerful the old dog is, right?" Old Blue poked out a few cold and ruthless, transparent eyes, shook off the slurry that burst out, and said, "It's really boring. You don't even say a word... Didn't you say you like to nag in people's ears?"...
“Fuck…” Klein was filled with disbelief. This is a Sequence 8? This is the Raging People? Such a powerful Beyonder… The Church of Storms actually allowed him to retire? This radiant move is obviously a Sun Sequence Beyonder… The priestess has so many secrets…
“Old Neil…” Klein saw the figure nailed to the wall, covered with transparent, wriggling eyes. His surprise was diluted by a sense of sadness…
He quickly adjusted his balance, suppressed the discomfort in his heart, pulled out his revolver, and walked over to Dunn and Frye, who had already drawn their guns with the muzzles pointed at the ground.
Matthew was equally astonished. He was stunned by the extraordinary solar moves displayed by Old Blue, but he forced himself to suppress the words that were on the tip of his tongue and had to keep silent.
Dunn took two steps forward and approached "Old Neil". In fact, they had already opened their eyes when the "bang" sounded, and wanted to join the battle, but the fighting power displayed by Old Blue was too amazing... He actually completely suppressed the mutated Old Neil in such a short time.
"Old Neil?" Dunn's grey eyes were deep and his emotions were a little fluctuating, but he asked in a very restrained manner.
Old Blue stepped aside. This was actually an internal matter of the Night Watchmen... The Night Watchmen must make the decision on how to proceed.
Countless transparent, cold eyes stared at Old Blue. Even as he stepped back, he seemed to remember the man's appearance... The figure heard Dunn's call and moved faster. Gradually, a voice came: "Dunn? Save me... I..."
Dunn pulled out his revolver and pressed it against Old Neil's head. He asked softly, "Old Neil, tell me, Sally, what did you do?"
Old Neil's voice gradually became stable, skilled, and full of emotion. He said with longing: "Salister, yes, I am trying to revive Salister! Dunn, I have found a way, and I am on the right path!"
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Old Bruce was in a low mood. His rage had subsided, and his muscles had returned to normal, turning him into a normal old man.
"I've actually lost control... But this is the limit of what I can do... Those peeping eyes must be taken away. They are an extension of the Hidden Sage's senses, monitoring Old Neil at all times... Why does "Him" value an ordinary Nighthawk so much? I remember that even Admiral Cattleya of the Stars didn't get this treatment, right?"
"It's now August 8th. According to the original storyline, there are still 20 days until Old Neil loses control... more than a week early, surprisingly..."
“Old Neil… I should have prayed to the Hidden Sage… or held a sacrificial ceremony… There is a difference between actively praying and passively accepting… For example, after I prayed to Mr. Fool and joined the Tarot Club, eye-catching crimson stars should have formed on the gray fog…”
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(End of this chapter)