"Gala, gala..."
The strange sound caused by the friction and collision of gravel became especially weird in the special structure of the sewer, and immediately after, a large piece of masonry suddenly fell off the wall.
Although there was no sunlight and the sewers exuded a faint smell, Feng Xue, who dexterously got out of the narrow hole, felt the fragrance of freedom.
Sliding from the hole like an eel, Feng Xue turned over nimbly in mid-air and landed smoothly on the ground.
Even if he lost his assassin suit, he still had considerable training as an assassin. Not to mention the leap of faith, such a posture adjustment could still be easily completed.
But the moment he landed, Feng Xue suddenly felt a sense of hostility. He held down the wound that had been torn again due to excessive body adjustment, and frowned, only to see a dirty homeless man holding a handful. The dagger slowly approached him:
"You... you bastard! You sneak... sneak up on me to steal my tent, right? You, you have a beautiful idea!"
The incoherent Victorian language was transformed by the power of translation konjac. Feng Xue frowned slightly and suddenly felt a strong sense of déjà vu. Looking at the other person's staggering look, he suddenly turned to the needle in the corner and immediately Suddenly he said:
"Tsk tsk...I'm not Diavolo..."
As he spoke, he suddenly opened his mouth. Then, the mentally disturbed homeless man's eyes widened in horror, because the man in his sight actually pulled out a crowbar from his mouth!
Yes, the indescribable rod-shaped object was not put into the gold cabinet by Feng Xue like other phantom objects. In fact, as early as in Infinite City, he had already put this "can be put into anything that looks like it can hide something". "Where" the stick was, hiding it in his mouth.
Although it didn't come in handy because of Shawshank's spoon, it would be appropriate to use it at a time like this.
Facing this homeless man who obviously had no sense, Feng Xue slapped him randomly without any mercy. Even with the blood loss debuff, holding a weapon and being proficient in the vital organs of the human body, he was not something that a drug addict in the sewer could deal with.
After crying and howling, Feng Xue left the completely unconscious drug addict aside, entered his tent and started rummaging around. He unexpectedly found a first aid kit, but this was normal. After all, for these homeless people, fighting was a waste of time. Injuries are commonplace, and the Colombian federal medical expenses... In short, if they can afford medical insurance, they will definitely not become homeless.
After taking out the gauze and quickly treating his wound, Feng Xue took off his expensive and worn-out coat.
After thinking for a while, he didn't throw it away directly. Instead, he opened the golden finger, selected the elements such as [Assassin], [Stealth], and [Disguise] and threw it in.
The Assassin suit was probably impossible to get back. He planned to get a new one. Although it might not be able to be shipped even if the Assassin elements were added, as long as a fantasy costume could be produced, his safety could be guaranteed. Now These real clothes on his body must have elements of clothing, plus the clothes of the homeless man outside, there are a total of more than a dozen opportunities for trial and error. No matter how wrong it is, it shouldn't be a problem to come up with a fantasy clothes.
Thinking of this, the elements have been put in, and Feng Xue added another 300 towers of [Consciousness]. According to his experience, this number should be able to ensure that too many new elements will not be distorted, and at the same time, the recast items will not be too distorted. big change.
As he watched nervously, the tattered dress worn by the harsh environment began to twist and deform. Fortunately, this time the smelting did not turn into a black ball, but turned into a black ball as he thought. A set of clothing.
only……
"Isn't this more exaggerated?" Looking at the neatly folded dress in front of her, which even had a bit of Gothic fantasy style, Feng Xue couldn't control her emotions for a while, and once again had a bag of salt in her hand.
However, when he switched the golden finger to the knowledge page, his expression immediately relaxed——
Name: Phantom·Phantom of the Opera’s Evening Dress
Elements: [Clothing], [Assassin], [Comfort], [Gorgeous], [Stealth], [Disguise], [Ghost], [Sewer]
Introduction: The evening dress worn by the Phantom of the Opera can naturally blend into the environment. Its cape blends with the shadows, giving the wearer the power of ghostly elusiveness.
Note: My love song only echoes in hell
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Without any hesitation, Feng Xue took off her bloody shirt, pants, and her ill-fitting leather boots, and quickly put on this exquisite dress. Although I am a little uncomfortable with the silk scarf on the chest (Kolabat or Krabat is the fluffy white fabric on the chest of aristocratic dresses in anime, games, and TV series. By the way, this thing is essentially a scarf), but I can’t help it. Needless to say, it looks really handsome when worn like this - except for that cape, which looks so exaggerated.
The advantages and disadvantages of suit-type illusion objects are obvious. The advantage is that with just one illusion item, you can get all the equipment for the whole body without having to worry about the outfit. But the disadvantage is that if you can't put on a complete set, it will not work. will have an effect.
But when he finally put that somewhat exaggerated cloak on his body, he finally understood the meaning of "assimilating with the shadow".
The cloak that originally seemed a bit bulky lost its weight and disappeared together with the body the moment it was connected to the dress. Only Feng Xue knew that it was still there. When Feng Xue stretched out his hands, he could pull out a shadow from behind. When the shadow wraps itself around him, he will also "disappear" into the darkness.
"That's good. Although it's a bit strange to wear a dress on the street, as long as you don't have that big cloak, there's actually no problem." Feng Xue fastened the last button, and pulled the silk scarf on her chest uncomfortably, and quickly Leaving the "crime scene".
Although it would take a lot of time for the excavator to dig to a depth of more than ten meters, there was no guarantee that during this period Jeston would investigate the existence of sewers under the prison through other channels.
After leaving the prison, Feng Xue lost the mini-map and could only run around along the sewers. However, even the sewers in Colombia, where many people die every year, are not really connected in all directions. As long as they follow the traces of human activities, It's not difficult to find the exit.
However, in the process of running away, Feng Xue also suddenly realized a problem, that is, the results of his recent two recasts seemed to be a little too suitable.
Whether it was Shawshank's spoon or Phantom of the Opera's dress, they all had an incomparable sense of fit. However, this time he no longer suspected that there was a priest squatting in the corner, but thought of another possibility -
"Could the real-world environment also have an impact on the outcome of the recast?"
