Mystery: From Meeting Amon

Chapter 116 Overwhelming luck
Just a little lucky, Lewis saw two pitch-black spears shooting out from mid-air, and he hurried forward.

The two pitch-black spears shot at the grass, and the green grass that still had a little greenness in late autumn quickly turned black and rotted, emitting a trace of black air.

Pong!
Finding the right opportunity, Lewis fired a shot, and the silver-white bullet hit the place where Shaw Mick was standing, but was blocked by the opponent with a dark rope.

The bullet just shattered the darkness completely, and then rubbed against Xiao Mick's calf, dripping a few drops of blood.

"Tsk... As the 'lucky guy', I lack sufficient means of combat. The only effective means of damage is the pistol, and now there is only one purification bullet left in the pistol."

Before he had time to think about it, Lewis saw Shaw Mick rushing towards him with his illusory bat wings. The vampire naturally had the advantage of speed, which made him roll over to avoid the attack.

laugh!
The long and sharp claws scratched a mark on Lewis's face, and the mark quickly spread and turned black, as if corroded by sulfuric acid.

Seeing that he couldn't beat the regular encounter, Lewis took out a crystal ball the size of half a fist from his pocket, and he rolled the crystal ball towards the place where Shaw Mick had stood.

Fortunately, the crystal ball happened to be stained with Xiao Mi'ke's blood when it rolled down.

Shaw Mick turned around, spread his wings again, and chased after Lewis.

Lewis blocked it with a pistol, and his long and pointed claws grabbed the revolver, making a toothache sound.

"Chichi..."

"I curse Shaw Mick for having a headache, and his luck will become bad." Lewis shouted while resisting Shaw Mick's attack.

As he uttered that disgusting little curse, the crystal ball emitted a blue light, Xiao Mik subconsciously supported his head.

Taking advantage of this gap, Lewis dodged Shaw Mick, and he quickly stuffed two bullets into the revolver.

Bang Bang!

Two silver-golden bullets were fired one after another, and Xiao Mick dodged in a flash. Because of his headache, his figure slowed down a little, and then a golden-yellow bullet hit his chest.

This bullet seemed to be covered with some kind of power, and it reflected Shaw Mick's chest into a golden color, and he wailed in pain, as if he had been greatly hurt.

The next moment, the three dark spears once again condensed into shape in mid-air, and the three dark spears shot towards Lewis.

Xiao Mick's movement was opposite to the position where the dark spear was shooting at. He spread his dark wings and flew into the darkness.

Dodging the Dark Spear, Lewis hurriedly chased in the direction Shaw Mick was flying away from. Although the speed of the opponent had dropped, the vampire naturally had a speed advantage. If the opponent was determined to run, the possibility of him catching up Not big.

Without hesitation, he decided to use that extraordinary item in spirituality, which could easily defeat Xiao Mi'ke.

"A magical item that belongs exclusively to Lewis Harvey..."

As soon as the mantra began to be recited, Lewis saw Shaw Mick bump into a pigeon head-on, and his figure slowed down a bit.

It was at this point in time that the bullet in Lewis' pistol flew out in a straight line. The bullet shone with a golden luster, pierced Shaw Mick's head, and bloomed a flower of blood in the night sky.

"thump!"

The illusory wings behind Xiao Mik lost power and disappeared. He fell in front of a drainage ditch 50 meters away, his face rubbed against the ground and rolled forward a few meters.

Lewis hurriedly followed, and he fired another shot to confirm that Shaw Mick was dead, and then he started to grope around the opponent's body.

There were not many items on Xiao Mick's body, only a piece of golden finger bone, just touching it would make his mouth dry.

Lewis took the golden finger bone away, and returned outside the house with Shaw Mick's body.

The thin vampire held a half-empty glass bottle, and there was still some blue liquid in the bottle.

"You defeated Shaw Mick?" Seeing the corpse in Lewis' hands, the thin vampire turned his head, not knowing how to express it for a while.

What Lewis displayed during the battle was not overwhelming strength, but overwhelming luck, which made Shaw Mik always at a disadvantage until he was finally killed.

"According to the previous agreement, the items on Shaw Mik belong to me, and the extraordinary characteristics on him belong to you, but I will be paid 500 pounds." Lewis reminded.

"Of course, this is agreed in advance, and the blood race will not violate the agreement."

It seemed that the bottle of blue liquid had played a role. The scorched marks on the thin vampire's body were slowly getting better. He came to the fat vampire and poured the remaining half bottle of liquid medicine into the opponent's mouth.

Immediately, the fat vampire's body reacted, his breathing stabilized, and he was relieved from that dying state.

Lewis looked at the bottle of liquid medicine enviously. He knew that this was a herbal medicine made by the vampire family, with extraordinary power.

Without waiting too much, he searched for the items that could be taken away inside and outside the house, and left after successfully packing.

This included a golden finger bone, an unknown supernatural characteristic, and a small amount of cash, less than 20 pounds.

"The people of the Rose Sect are really poor. I haven't seen any unofficial transcendents who are too rich." Lewis took the items bitterly. He believed that the vampires would handle the battle scene well.

It was already midnight after the battle, and Lewis was not in a hurry to return, but found a small hotel nearby to stay temporarily.

After today's incident, he should no longer encounter the surveillance of the Rose School of Thought, which made him feel much more relaxed.

After making the sealed spiritual wall, Lewis took out the finger bone and performed a divination on it:
"How to use this extraordinary item."

Holding the paper on which the divination statement was written, Lewis fell asleep by the window.

Through the pure white in front of his eyes, Lewis saw a hand with pointed long nails grasping the amputated phalanx, silently reciting the Hermetic word corresponding to "purification".

In an instant, the amputated phalanx produced a small amount of golden yellow liquid, which stained the filthy objects, and immediately melted those filthy objects.

As soon as the picture turned, Lewis saw the hand with pointed long nails grasping the amputated phalanx again. As he shouted "flame", dots of fire began to appear at the focus of his eyes, and those fires expanded rapidly, as if even into a golden wall of fire.

The screen turned again, and the item holder chanted the Hermes language corresponding to "power". The muscles on his body swelled up, and just one claw pierced through the chest of a provocateur.

He silently said "speed" again, which made him go faster, dodging the bullets that were about to strike behind him.

(End of this chapter)