Chapter 82 Brimstone Tavern

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The real bloody Lisa was also stunned when she saw Catherine in front of her who looked exactly like herself.

She tilted her head, as if thinking carefully about what happened.

Although the evil spirit's thinking ability is limited, she still understood the situation in front of her.

Then, she raised the soul-inducing bell in her hand, and pointed her bony fingers with black nails at Catherine, about to erupt into an angry howl...

This place is located on the edge of the block, and the evil spirits did not notice this encounter. However, if Bloody Lisa makes a sound and the evil spirits not far away notice this place, they will face countless evil spirits. The horror of the siege.

Catherine made a decision in the shortest possible time. She took out the ancestral eagle from her waist, rushed forward, and stabbed the real Bloody Lisa directly.

The corrupted Seeker Wraith dodged the first blow.

However, two rusty blades suddenly stretched out from behind Catherine - Sean had already judged that if Bloody Lisa was not dealt with in the shortest possible time, the situation would be out of control. So he is the fastest player to take action.

Bloody Lisa used her claws, which were also stained with rust, to resist a vicious piercing blow, and another blow penetrated her waist.

She coughed up a mouthful of blood in pain and was unable to move for a moment.

Catherine was able to insert the ancestral eagle into her chest and threw her to the ground, covering her mouth as she let out a flurry of curses.

Not far away, there were several gray wandering souls who noticed the movement here and were watching blankly.

Further away, there was an evil spirit whose mouth was wrapped in a bloody bandage. It seemed that he had noticed that a fight was taking place here and watched from a distance.

Like a murderer who fell into madness, Catherine kept pricking Bloody Lisa's chest with the ancestral eagle until the other party lost movement.

The evil spirit with a bandage on its mouth slowly approached here, as if trying to figure out what was going on.

Catherine stood up and with a small movement cut off the chains of the man controlled by the real Bloody Lisa, waking him from his hypnotic state.

The man who seemed to be a homeless man's eyes became clear, and he realized where he was, and started running on the road trembling all over.

Catherine continued to play the role of Bloody Lisa, roaring as if her prey had escaped, leading the three prey behind her who were still in a hypnotic state, and quickly chased after her.

The witness, the evil spirit, watched the homeless man run past him, still not understanding what happened.

After passing the witnesses, Catherine whispered to the three team members behind her: "The evil spirit will definitely find the remains of Bloody Lisa, and he will notify other evil spirits to attack us...

"Let's pretend to chase that person now, then escape from Undercurrent Street and drive away!"

Behind him, Henry kept his face blank and said quickly: "Aren't you going to the Sulfur Tavern?!"

His voice was a little urgent: "When we run to the exit, these evil spirits will definitely find that something is wrong. At that time, there will be the gatekeeper in front of us and the chasing evil spirits behind us. We will be caught in the middle. It will be difficult to escape. !”

While running, a resentful spirit in front noticed the homeless man running away and stretched out his long claws. Catherine cut off the other's claws with a knife and yelled angrily - she was protecting the bloody Lisa while playing the role of Bloody Lisa. Homeless safety.

If possible, she wanted to try to bring this poor man out of the spirit world together.

The surrounding evil spirits looked at Catherine and her party who were in a hurry. Some powerful evil spirits seemed to have noticed something was wrong, and their eyes became fierce...

Catherine's heart was in confusion, but she was still trying her best to think about the current situation: they had not reached the middle of the block yet, and soon the evil spirit who saw Lisa's body would definitely make a sound...

If he really ran towards the exit like this, he would indeed be in a state of being attacked from both sides as Henry said.

In this way, not only would it be impossible for everyone to escape, they might even all die here.

"We will try to chase into the Brimstone Tavern." As a gambler, Henry seems to be very good at finding better solutions between dilemmas. "The evil spirits are not very intelligent, so we will take shelter in the tavern and wait for their attention to be distracted." Now, let’s sneak out again!”

"Are you sure there is no danger in the tavern?" Sean asked in a deep voice.

"Their cards are not big." Henry replied, "Besides, the tavern is a neutral area, and evil spirits cannot attack us directly."

While Catherine was still weighing the situation, Henry behind him suddenly lowered his voice and shouted to the homeless man in front of him: "Stop running around and hide in the Sulfur Tavern next door!"

The fleeing man heard the sound and looked back at Henry.

He inexplicably felt that the masked person behind him made the right choice - gamblers have the ability to "incite" and can influence the decisions of people with weaker wills.

Before Catherine could stop Henry, the tramp had already changed his route and rushed into the tavern with blood-red neon light...

Sean frowned behind him: Henry's current mental state may be too tense, and his behavior has become risky and irrational!

"Is this a gambler? He can make magical predictions when he is calm, and he has the urge to take risks at critical moments..." Sean glanced at Henry next to him.

Catherine, who was chasing her "cargo", heard the roar of an evil spirit in the distance behind her - the evil spirit saw the real bloody Lisa's body and began to alert other evil beings.

She had no choice but to grit her teeth and chase into the tavern...

The resentful spirit and the guide at the door of the tavern were all attracted and looked at this strange combination.

The interior of the tavern is not big, and the lights are very dim. There are many figures surrounding six large tables, including evil spirits and a few humans...

"Is there a gambling game here?" Sean looked around and suddenly understood why "Black Bullet" Chad Dillon entered here voluntarily - they came here to gamble.

"But, there are so many underground casinos in the normal world, why come to such a dangerous place?" Sean thought, they saw the homeless man near the bar, seemed to be grabbed by the throat by an invisible force, and mentioned In mid-air, he kept struggling, kicking his legs in the air.

Behind the bar stood a bartender with long black curly hair. His skin was dark red and his face was covered in shadow. He was wiping a glass and looking at Catherine with scorched eyes: "The customer seems to have lost something. "

The other party was not an evil spirit, but Sean could feel that the evil energy in him was worse than that of an evil spirit.

Catherine walked up to the bartender.

The bartender's vest is painted with patterns from the depths of the world - deep people with dark red skin, the eternal fire of purgatory... He exudes a dangerous aura: "Why do the guests pretend to be someone else?"

Catherine already held the hunting knife at her waist in one hand.

Things took a turn for the worse and were somewhat out of her control.

"We are here to participate in a gambling game." Henry stepped forward and pressed Catherine's hand holding the handle of the knife with one hand. "We couldn't find a guide, so we had to use this method to get in."

"Oh, that's understandable." The dangerous aura on the bartender's body faded away, and his eyes were as yellow as the full moon in autumn. "We have had customers like this before... Human beings always have all kinds of 'creative' ideas, so their souls... well .

“As long as they come to participate in the gambling, whether they are evil spirits or humans, we welcome them.

"After all, it's hard to find good gamblers among evil spirits..."

The invisible hand loosened its hold, and the homeless man slumped to the ground.

The door of the tavern was knocked in by several evil spirits, including the evil spirit whose mouth was bandaged - it was he who discovered the remains of the bloody Lisa.

The evil spirit roared and walked toward Catherine and his party. The bartender placed the glass in his hand on the bar table with a clatter.

This slight sound was amplified many times, directly deterring the evil spirits. Their roars turned into grunts, like a group of beasts frightened by the beast king.

"Don't harass my guests," the bartender whispered, filling his glass with flaming wine.

Catherine glanced coldly at Henry beside her, stepped forward, and drank the strong wine in the glass in one gulp.