Prisoner of Mystery Sequence

Agnes felt that her mind was in a trance for a while, and a red light gradually appeared in front of her eyes. She saw herself being hugged by her mother, Marianne. Marianne in front of her had a charm far beyond ordinary people, and she also had a kind of Seems holy motherhood.

Agnes felt that her spirituality seemed to cheer and flow into the body of the person in front of her, and then turned into pieces of red light that continued to extend to her body, but was swallowed by a piece of pitch black color.

Agnes felt the temples of her body bulge and bulge, as if there was a roar coming from her ears, and her heart seemed to be constantly tightening.

Agnes ignored the abnormality on her body, carefully scrutinized the image of Marianne in front of her dark eyes, and suddenly laughed.

"My mother has a lot, why don't you think about it?"

The expression of Mariana in front of her twisted.

"Actually, it can also be said that I don't have a mother." Agnes said with a smile.

She saw the red light on Marianne's body flickering in a daze.

Agnes froze for a moment, but couldn't help laughing.

"I was joking, hahaha."

Agnes felt that her spirituality was still flowing towards the red light, and her spirituality became more and more dry.

It's not as good as the situation when I forced myself to do things these years, Agnes thought with some contempt.

The red light in front of him rioted as if he had been insulted, and the speed of spiritual loss suddenly accelerated.

Agnes outlines the black ocean that she drew during her meditation. A trace of black gradually spreads out of Agnes's body, covering it towards the red light, and the red and black are gradually mixed together and entangled with each other.

"Thanks to Mela and Alisa for their help. Although I can't restore much strength, you are only a little bit of scattered strength. Let me see who pollutes faster."

Agnes laughed happily as she felt that her spirituality was draining faster and faster.

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In the outside world, Agnes opened her eyes. She was at a loss for a moment, and her eyes as clear as the sky looked at the two people who were fighting together in front of them.

No, maybe it can no longer be called two people.

The "Werewolf" has completely transformed into a werewolf image. His body is covered with black hair, his mouth has distinct fangs, and his claws are sharp.But Alyssa was already submerged in the vines, unable to see her body, only a piece of dancing vines.

The surfaces of the surrounding benches were covered by dark brown fungus one by one, and quickly shattered and fell off. The spores floated in the air and approached the "werewolf". The skin of the "werewolf" quickly took root and grew, and was torn off by the "werewolf", revealing the wriggling and growing flesh underneath.

The vines entwined towards the "werewolf" were torn off by the "werewolf" and thrown on the ground. The juice from the cut oozed out and dripped on the ground made of bluestone, corroding a small pit emitting black smoke. , while the vine itself quickly withered as if corroded.

She ignored the throbbing temples and the roaring sounds coming from her ears, stood up directly, frowned, and looked at the church in front of her again.

I have been to Pafra Monastery several times, and I didn't pay much attention to the chapel inside the monastery.But the always strong memory allows me to still keep the general layout of the church in my mind.

Agnes looked up at the unlit chandelier overhead.The chandelier is located directly above the steps and a little closer to the lower bench. With a specific force, it can fall down and hit the "werewolf".

The chandelier is extremely simple, just six sawn off huge animal tusks filled with lamp oil, fixed on an iron ring, and three iron chains tied to the iron ring were hung on a C-shaped cradle extending to the dome at one end. on the hoop.

Agnes once helped Frank light the chandelier, and she knew that the chandelier was not light. Although it was not enough to kill the "werewolf", the "werewolf" had to devote part of its energy to it.

"This is the third time today. Am I feeling disgusted by this 'werewolf' all the time today? After all, it is the kind of trouble that is not critical but has to be dealt with." Agnes said from the smashed bluestone I thought as I picked out a piece of suitable size and relatively flat fragments.

She stretched her arms, and threw the bluestone fragments in a posture like throwing a Frisbee. The fragments hit the position hanging under the C-shaped iron ring, pushed the three iron chains out together, and brought the chandelier that started to fall. Increase the initial velocity towards the podium a little bit.So the chandelier drew a perfect parabola and threw it at the "werewolf".

The "Werewolf" subconsciously turned around and raised his arms to catch the chandelier, and then fell to the ground driven by the powerful kinetic energy. The chandelier hit the "Werewolf" with a crisp sound, and several sharp animal fangs pierced into the "Werewolf". On the abdomen of the "Werewolf", a fang hit the ground and shattered into pieces, scratching the skin of the "Werewolf".

The vines from Alisa took the opportunity to entangle the "werewolf" and the chandelier together and bundle them into rice dumplings.

Agnes was secretly amazed at the effect of the chandelier. What kind of animal's fangs are on the chandelier? The effect is so good.

The vines were retracted one by one, and Agnes saw Alisa's body gradually revealed.

Agnes saw that the wine-red dress on Alisa's body was torn, revealing the skin underneath.Red spots appeared on the fair skin in the past, and bright red sarcoid tumors grew out of them, ruptured, and yellow pus flowed out, and then stopped growing.Under her burgundy skirt, black blood continued to flow out, even mixed with purple flesh.

Agnes watched the changes in Alyssa's body in horror, and ran towards Alyssa.

Alisa didn't intend to turn her attention to Agnes, and the remaining vines wrapped around the neck of the "werewolf" and kept tightening. The black hairs on the "Werewolf"'s neck stood up one by one and plunged into the vines.Where the vine was torn open, a little new sprout grew again, which penetrated into the skin of the "werewolf" and continued to grow.

Agnes ran up the steps, ignoring the "werewolf" lying on the steps, and grabbed Alisa directly.

"Alisa, you..."

Alisa looked up at Agnes. The expression on the face with the ruptured sarcoma could no longer be seen clearly, only a pair of eyes were still intact looking at Agnes.Agnes vaguely felt a complicated meaning from these eyes, which made Agnes stop her words unconsciously.

Alisa lifted her tattered dress and curtsied to Agnes.