Chapter 142: Professional-level and Mysticism
In the firelight's reflection, Stana's bright and cold face and a pair of deep eyes were revealed, full of killing intent.
Ronald didn't have time to say anything, nor did he have time to evade, his wide disgusting mouth was immediately penetrated by a furnace bullet wrapped in golden light, and both effects of burning and breaking evil were triggered at the same time.
Boom!
"Aaah!"
While howling, Ronald almost turned into a fireball and flew backwards.
He regained the appearance of a middle-aged gentleman, but the face that was originally pale and still clean and tidy, now had a huge hole, a gaping hole that was burning, and inside, various mucus and brain-like things kept growing, but they were quickly burned out by the furnace flames.
Through that big hole, a ball of dim light was extremely conspicuous.
Things like mucus, brains and stuff gushed out of the dim light.
It was just that the dim light itself was being eroded by the bright red blood-like distorting force and its supply was constantly decreasing, and at the same time, being burned by the power of the furnace, making it even worse.
Swoosh!
In one breath, the force of distortion made a big step forward, almost enveloping the entire ball of dim light.
"No ~"
"Sizzle"
Ronald wailed again. Regardless of the severe pain, he tore open his chest with both hands and took out the dim light.
The mucus flowed down, revealing the true content within.
It was a key!
Its whole body was mottled and engraved with strange textures. As if the key was a living creature.
"A high-level mystic object!"
The moment he saw the key, Tang Qi's eyes gleamed like never before.
This is a high-grade mystic object!
It's the ancestral relic of the Kerry family!
He made a judgment.
However, at this time, the key was covered with red spots spreading like a virus. The moment Roland took it out, he heard a "crack" and the key was…broken.
The key, in the blink of any eyes, turned into ashes and dissipated between Ronald's hands.
Then at this moment, Ronald fell into endless dread.
Extreme fear appeared on his face, which was perhaps a look that he had never shown in his life.
Soon, Tang Qi knew Ronald's "source of fear".
Red!
Blood-like red gushed out from the depths of the tree of flesh and blood and completely submerged Ronald's body in the blink of an eye.
"Sizzle ~ Bang"
A ball of fire was suddenly forced out and exploded in mid-air.
Tang Qi's eyes narrowed. The power of the furnace has been expelled?
The gaping hole in Ronald's face was recovering slowly, but what was surging inside was no longer disgusting mucus and brain plasma, but something like a blood-red leech that quickly repaired the damage on Ronald's body.
This "good thing" seemed to be Ronald's nightmare.
He growled wildly, his body twisted and struggling, trying to leave the tree of flesh and blood.
But everything was in vain, his body began to liquefy, and drops of blood began to fall down, which then turned into blood-red leeches, twisting and crawling on the ground. With Ronald's screams, the scene was extremely terrifying.
At this moment, Tang Qi's eyes suddenly swept past Ronald and fell on the flesh and blood tree behind him. A completely different glow surged out.
Thump!
Thump Thump!
Suddenly, Tang Qi's heartbeat sped up, his scalp tingle, and his face turned sombre.
It was also at this moment that Ronald screamed with all his strength.
"No, I'm the undead, I won't yield to you, you disgusting thing."
"Let me go…let me go…kill me…kill me…or you will all die…quickly…"
The last word suddenly dropped.
It seemed that he needed to get closer to hear what he was saying.
But at this moment, Tang Qi didn't want to listen at all. He didn't even ask Stana to do it. Instead, he slammed his hands into his gun. He had no time to care about exposure, he wanted to do it himself.
But just as Tang Qi's palm touched the grip, a dreadful scream had rampaged the villa.
Boom! Boom!
Red ripples that were visible to the naked eye reverberated in the villa. Tang Qi felt as if his head was pounded hard with an iron hammer, the sky and earth were spinning in front of him, and he was about to pass out.
Two muffled noises came from his side.
Stana and the commissioner, both of whom were ordinary people, passed out without resistance.
But at this moment, Tang Qi temporarily ignored them, he bit the tip of his tongue sharply, and when the taste of blood filled the mouth, with the help of this pain, Tang Qi immediately suppressed the dizziness and pain together with his boundless mental power.
His eyes were fixed on the front.
Ronald and the Tree of Flesh and Blood were changing dramatically.
Somehow, Ronald raised his head again, but this time, his expression was very strange.
It was still the face of a middle-aged gentleman, but when he laughed, it made people feel very irked and disgusted. Especially with the blood-red leeches on his face crawling out, flowing down, and dripping down.
He laughed very cheerfully, like a pure and innocent baby, but absolutely not a decent baby.
Behind him, the tree of flesh and blood began to shrink, and the human head fruits were also sucked into the tree. The blood-red light swept through everything. The terrifying and strangely beautiful tree liquefied into a mass of bright red blood. The top of the tree was Ronald's head.
The blood quickly solidified, turning into a real body, and all the horror disappeared instantly, replaced by the "Resurrected" Ronald.
He was wearing an exquisite handmade suit, carrying a cane in his hand, his hair combed back meticulously, with an innocent and disgusting smile on his face.
Ronald held his hands high and closed his eyes slightly as if feeling something.
At this point, it should be the best time for him to make a move.
But at this moment, an unprecedented sign of crisis swept through Tang Qi's mind.
In his eyes, the surging dim light almost overflowed, especially when he heard Ronald murmuring and chanting something while slowly kneeling down, the sign of crisis reaching its peak.
Tang Qi had a feeling that if he made a move now, he would definitely encounter something extremely terrifying.
Escaping seemed to be the best way.
But at this time, the special interface that was gradually forming in Tang Qi's eyes made him pause suddenly.
[Extraordinary Creature: Slave of the Evil God. ]
[Status: In the process of being promoted. ]
[Information Fragment 1: The "undead" who has lost the protection of the ancestral ‘relic can no longer resist the erosion of the unknown Evil God's power. Originally, he would be the last catalyst for the release of the resentful souls and poisonous gas from the tree of flesh and blood, but the trace of undead aura in him has gained the unknown Evil God's attention, and he was granted a blessing from the Evil God. ]
[Information Fragment 2: He's not qualified to be a dependent, but he can become a servant, which is also a professional-level extraordinary existence. ]
[Information Fragment 3: The extraordinary power from the "mysticism" will promote him to the professional-level. This process can be interrupted, but the interrupter will suffer a backlash from the Evil God. ]
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"Hoo ~"
Tang Qi's breath quickened.
The pieces of information flowing under his eyes directly gave him insight into Ronald's current state.
He was being promoted to "professional level".
Tang Qi knew that this was his best chance to leave.
But there was a strong feeling in his heart that he couldn't leave.
Although Tang Qi had faced Samra's avatar directly, it was just an avatar, not a genuine professional-level opponent.
The most important thing was that he was about to witness the promotion process of a professional.
According to the information in the booklet of the Old Castle Bureau, that was the biggest secret on the mystical side at present, and only an organization like the Church of Light knew it.
Now, this secret would be completely revealed in front of him.
The information fragments in his mind were with some scenes and enemies he had faced before, and he speculated with terrifying efficiency,
After a while, Tang Qi made a decision.