Chapter 47 Dark Matter

Style: Fantasy Author: Qian SanjinWords: 4392Update Time: 24/02/20 15:38:10
Joey was stunned for two seconds, then stretched out his hand to pull Katrin and ran into the nearby woods, observing the surroundings vigilantly.

At the same time, the corpses on the ground visibly turned into a puddle of sticky red lumps, as if their bones had been stripped off and their bodies turned into molluscs.

A numbing chill spread from the back of his spine throughout his body.

Although this is not the first time I have seen this kind of scene, I have never encountered it on a large scale.

Feeling the strong smell of blood around him, Joey's spirituality was fully activated. As expected, there was no life form except him and Katrin at the scene.

Hold the revolver in your hand tightly and always be alert to your surroundings.

"Tell me, what is the secret weapon of the royal family?"

Judging from the current situation, most of the things will fall into the hands of the enemy, and corresponding precautions must be taken.

At this time, Katrin had not yet recovered from the shock. Joey called out several times before she subconsciously said:

"This is the dark matter collected so far"

Her words gave Joey an overwhelming feeling of powerlessness.

The most indispensable thing in Senegal is dark matter. They are the aggregate of all filth. If they are contaminated even a little, they will immediately fall into a state of mental loss and become a complete night demon.

Joey couldn't figure out why the royal family collected these unattractable things and brought them here.

Isn't this giving experience babies to the enemy?

If that thing was discovered by 'Star Color', I'm afraid he would be ecstatic.

Of course, there are some things that cannot be said clearly, so Joey asked instead:

"Can you trace where it is?"

In accordance with the Knights' behavior, even their own weapons are independently coded, and important things will not be left behind.

This was indeed the case. Katrin quickly took out a charm from her arms and fiddled with it for a while. The charm emitted a long blue light.

Katrin raised her eyes and looked at a collapsed building not far away and said, "It's right there!"

"Didn't go far?" Joey couldn't understand. The other party didn't run away. Was it because the royal sword was blunt, or because the demigod didn't exist?

In the past, no matter how arrogant the Necromantic Sect was, they were just rats that could not see the light of day. They only dared to hide in the sewers and did not dare to directly conflict with the authorities.

It seems that everything has changed since the last time 0-013 was stolen.

What motivates them to take risks.

The addition of the captain?

No, this is not true. At least at that time, when they attacked the Earl's Mansion, they did not know that a demigod would intervene.

Things are getting more and more confusing.

Joey frowned and couldn't help but glance at Katrin.

It is said that Duke Winter is the most powerful knight commander in existence. Not only is he powerful himself, but the legionary soldiers he has trained are even more brave and good at fighting.

I don’t know what role he is going to play in it and who he will support.

Before the change, he must have believed that Duke Winter was a loyal supporter of the Engel royal family, but now...

The current situation is that what they are doing seems to be sending experience packages to the enemy.

In other words, they brought a group of top extraordinary beings to capture the demigods, but secretly to die and weaken Emperor Enge's side.

"Wait!" Joey stretched out his hand to stop Katrin who was about to rush into the collapsed building.

"Huh?" The extremely anxious Katrin was startled, turned her head, glanced at Joey, then looked at the target close at hand, and asked with a puzzled look:

"What's wrong?"

"Shhh" he made a silent gesture, bypassed the main door, and carefully moved to the other side.

Through the gaps between the ruins, I found several figures in black robes inside, and there were traps in the direction of the main entrance.

"As expected, he is cunning and never forgets the sinister person." Joey said nothing, but he was slandering him in his heart.

At this time, Katrin next to her gently pushed Joey's shoulder, lowered her voice, and whispered:

"Things went beyond our expectations. The current situation is not something you and I can handle."

Please, I have eyes. If I can handle it and don’t have to hide, any one of them can come out and kill us. Joey couldn’t help complaining, and then asked: "What do you mean?"

With a solemn expression, Katrin uttered three words: "Move the rescue troops." She pointed her hand in one direction and said, "You go, I'll keep an eye on it from here."

"Don't!" Joey waved his hands repeatedly: "With my status, this is difficult to do."

He suggested: "I'll keep an eye on you while you go move the reinforcements."

Katrin didn't understand why this sentence came out of Joey's mouth.

According to common sense, you will definitely choose to protect yourself, not stay in a dangerous place.

After weighing the pros and cons, Katrin lowered her head and said silently: "Okay."

Thinking about it carefully, Joey is indeed right. With his status, he has no way of contacting high-ranking extraordinary beings, and he will not attract attention.

Katrin is very sensitive now. If the dark matter gets out of control, the entire imperial city will be affected, which is why they have to set up formations.

On the one hand, it is to deal with the top leaders of the Necromantic Religion, and on the other hand, it is to limit the scope of dark matter's out-of-control scope.

Soon, the two separated, and Katrin's figure quickly disappeared from Joey's sight.

Looking at that back, Joey's emotions that he had been concealing suddenly burst out, and his expression became gloomy.

The weapon 'Quenching' was hidden in the sleeve of his right hand, and there was a drop of bright red blood on the blade, which belonged to Katrin.

Just a small cut, so subtle that it is difficult to detect, activates the toxin effect of 'Quenching'.

Glancing up at the disciples inside the ruins, Joey sneered and turned away without hesitation.

He didn't care what the disciples were planning.

He quickly caught up with Katrin, and at this time, she was leaning against a stone with a black face due to the toxin.

The dizziness made her in a trance, and everything she saw before her eyes was covered with phantoms.

After all, the attack lasted only a short time, and Katrin could barely maintain some consciousness. She opened her eyes, trying to see the figure slowly walking towards her, feeling anxious but helpless.

Now, she was completely powerless and had no power to resist.

When I saw the figure clearly, my tense heart relaxed a little.

"Why are you here?" she asked weakly, as if she had exhausted all her strength with these few words.

Up close, Joey looked at her expressionlessly, condescendingly, just like a few months ago in the Carson Mine. The difference was that this time Joey did not help Katrin.

After a few seconds of silence, Katrin shook her head and smiled bitterly: "You were the one who poisoned me, right?"

Joey took a deep breath, tried to calm down his restless mood, and said with a self-deprecating and exaggerated expression:

"At that time, I shouldn't have saved you. Because of you, I lost my only relative."

A few months later, in the same situation, Joey turned around and left without hesitation after saying this.

He didn't take action against Katrin, maybe he just regretted his original decision.

If Katrin had not been saved, nothing that would have happened next would have happened.

Katrin Winter, leaning back on the stone, stared blankly at the sky.

In my mind, the teacher's words of admonishment came to mind:

"Katlin, what do you want to be when you grow up?"

Her answer was:

"Become a strong man like a teacher and save those subjects who are bewitched by evil gods"

Later, she did fulfill her promise and joined the Survey Corps and became a vigilante who hunted disciples.

Because of her status, she has always been in every possible way, and she soon earned her name as the just law enforcer of the Duke of Winter's family.

Fame and praise made her gradually lost, and her innate arrogance made her paranoid. She often pursued criminals, even without regard to her own safety.

Because she knew that no one dared to touch the word Winter.

Based on this, even if she encounters an enemy higher than herself, she has no fear.

The same thing happened when she was caught by Wayne. She didn't hesitate to tell everything, including her identity.

The result was as usual, she didn't suffer any harm, she was simply starved for two days.

But she never thought that not everyone has the protection of tyrannical forces.

Same thing, she was unscathed, but Joey lost everything.

The teacher's words echoed in my ears:

"Katelin, you have to understand that your strength comes from your surname, not because of you. If one day, Winter ceases to exist, have you ever thought about it?"

"Only the weak will rely on external forces. There is no mountain that is insurmountable for those who are brave enough to climb."

"I, Michelet Winter, am not powerful because of my surname Winter, but because I am Michelet, the sun that never falls."

. . . .

In fact, after that incident, Katrin reflected a lot, and because of this, she devoted herself to practice.

She no longer relies on the surname Winter and is working hard to become a strong person.

The direction of strengthening the giant path is the body. As long as she wants to, although she cannot eliminate the toxicity of 'quenching', it is not difficult to suppress it for a moment.

But she made no move.

At this time, Katrin was confused, and her mind was filled with Joey's lingering hateful gaze.

Her creed is to save suffering subjects, however, something very bad seems to have happened because of her.

"Maybe I was wrong from the beginning?"

Katrin began to suffer from deep self-doubt.

"If it weren't for the surname Winter, I might have died a long time ago."

"No, I can't die now..."

Suddenly, a ray of light bloomed in her originally dim eyes, and she began to suppress the toxins in her body.

. . .

Joey transferred his breath to an undetectable level and carefully returned to the ruins where he found the enemy.

This time he saw clearly that the other person was not the enemy he had been looking for for a long time, Wayne.

Under the night, the figure blended perfectly with the terrain. He was waiting for the perfect moment to take action, and did not flinch because the enemy was higher in sequence than him.

Seeing Wayne and others busy, he quietly followed behind.

Soon, the strange behavior of this group of people was discovered.

They were actually setting up a formation, and it was still based on the original Knights, and it seemed very familiar.

"Disciple, how do you know the layout of the Knights?"

Joey hid in the dark, not daring to make any move, but he was filled with doubts in his heart.

Of the two, one is the official orthodox church knights, and the other is the undead disciples of the evil sect.

A terrible thought suddenly came to mind.

A traitor appeared among the Knights.

It is also because of this that those who ambush will be easily eliminated.

Other than that, Joey couldn't think of any other reason.

According to the information provided by Katrin, there are several paladins in the team coming this time. Even if there are strong ones among the disciples, it is impossible to wipe out all the knights without any movement.

Sequence 6 is the first threshold for extraordinary beings. Stepping into this level is equivalent to entering the middle sequence. No matter where you are, you belong to the ranks of the strong.

8 paladins, that is to say, 8 strong men of sequence 6, and a formation of low sequence, so one elite was slaughtered.

And there were no signs of any fierce fighting at the scene.

The only conclusion that can be drawn is that he is a traitor.

open eyes!

A sharp sound broke through the air. Looking in the direction, it was the place where the demigods were fighting.

"Huh?" Joey thought to himself: "Has the winner already been decided?"

The noise also alarmed Wayne. He seemed anxious. He looked at his men and urged, "How long will it take to get better?"

Among the busy people, a thin little man bowed and responded: "I'm afraid it will take another five minutes."

"It's too late, I have to go first"

With that said, he rushed out alone.

Joey hesitated at this moment. Should he destroy the formation first, or catch up?

After pondering for a few seconds, Joey's eyes exuded a cunning look. There were many people left at the scene, but there were only eight people responsible for setting up the formation, and one of them was very close to him.

Joey did not hesitate to activate his ability and absorb all the luck points of that person today.

When he was about to be more aggressive, the sound of fighting in the distance came again, this time it was more intense.

"That's too late"

He gave up his plan to continue to instigate people, hid his figure, avoided these people, chased in the direction of Wayne, and followed closely behind.

The center of the battlefield at this time.

The 5-meter-tall werewolf was gasping for air.

The hair on his body was singed in many places, exposing the oozing skin.

Opposite him, Vader stood as before, his clothes not even wrinkled.

From the beginning to the end, he did not move a step. No matter how Goras attacked, it seemed to be of no importance to him.

"Golas, give up. Even if you become a demigod now, you can't change anything."

Vader Wesker's voice came from all directions, as if behind him, as if on the left and right, it was everywhere.

A black hole replaced his head, no features, just a spinning black abyss.

"Teacher, you are still so strong!"

Gorath's werewolf body is gradually shrinking, from 5 meters to 4 meters, and finally returns to human size.

"But, do you think I will come to you unprepared?"

"Goras, don't forget, I formed the Knights, and I taught you everything. When you step here, the result is destined."

Goras opened his mouth, and a row of sharp teeth glowed with a cold light in the night.

The werewolf spread his paws and made a gesture of embracing the sun.

"God said, let there be light in this world~"