Mystery: From Meeting Amon

Chapter 95 Resurrection of the Dead

Tasting the black tea prepared by the butler, Lewis really noticed the difference in taste. The black tea from real estate businessman Wilbur's house had a faint fragrance before brewing, which he had never experienced before.

"The treacherous businessman actually deceives the extraordinary. I will use divination to confirm it next time I buy black tea." Lewis silently shouted his dissatisfaction in his heart.

The sun kept sinking towards the west, and Lewis stayed in the living room, using his super hearing and intuition to keep monitoring Miss Elena.

Just after ten o'clock at night, when the crimson moonlight shone through the window, Lewis heard movement in Miss Elena's room.

"What is she doing?" Lewis became alert, he heard Miss Elena's room was noisy for a while, and then it became quiet.

Without making a sound, Lewis left the house and went around to the back of the house, where he saw Elena climb down from the second-story window, with the sheets almost reaching the floor.

"On the surface, she is a good girl, but secretly she is doing unknown things." Lewis thought secretly in his heart.

Borrowing the power of the extraordinary item in his hand, he was able to observe Elena at close range without being noticed.

Turning on the Spirit Vision again, Lewis looked at Elena. The color of the other party's aura remained unchanged, and it was a bright color exuding a girl's vitality.

"It's almost certain that Miss Elena is not possessed by a vengeful spirit, but my feeling about undead creatures is unmistakable. This shows that Miss Elena has had close contact with undead creatures."

As a Transcendent who is good at concealment and stalking, stalking a simple-minded girl couldn't be easier.

Lewis almost didn't do anything deliberately to hide, just borrowed the ability of the cane to hide in the shadows, and easily followed Miss Elena through the empty and deserted streets until they reached the Green Cemetery.

Hiding in the shadows, Lewis looked towards the woods, a relatively open and flat place.

As far as the eye could see, seven or eight boys and girls in black robes were surrounding a dead body. Following Elena's arrival, she joined them in a slightly convulsive, slightly crazy strange dance.

The dance was full of rhythm and seemed to have some kind of mysterious taste.

The girl flicked her long hair, and the boy knelt down and stretched out his hand. This scene has a subtle connection with the surrounding environment, which is a natural charm.

After they danced for three to four minutes, everything within a range of ten meters or so was filled with a wild and confused temperament, and the atmosphere gradually became evil, mixed with a bit of sacredness.

"So it's the Spirit Dance, and they are members of the Spiritual Sect?" Lewis turned on his Spirit Vision and saw that the auras of these seven or eight young girls were all ordinary, and none of them showed the spiritual color that a superhuman should have.

However, correspondingly, the auras of a man and a woman were dyed dark black and green, which was a symbol of being entangled by a wraith.

"It's not supernatural beings. It turned out to be a group of occult enthusiasts. I don't know if their teacher is a fan of the god of death, a fan of the god of death who is good at food." Lewis whispered quietly.

Just as he was guessing this question, a man in a grown-up black robe walked out of the small woods. He took off his wig, revealing several strange tattoos engraved on his bald head.

Holding a glass jar in his hand, which contained a black liquid, he knelt on his knees, raised the black liquid above his head, and shouted:
"grim Reaper!
dear god of death

Coming soon”

As he shouted, the dancing stopped and he poured the can of black liquid over the corpse.

Lewis twitched the corners of his mouth. Judging by the smell, he was almost sure that the jar of liquid was dog blood. I don't know which dog was so unlucky, because this kind of shit suffered a catastrophe.

"Failed again?" Elena squatted down next to the corpse. She bent down so that her face was very close to the corpse's face, as if she didn't mind the rotten smell at all.

Lewis silently felt the cold touch of Azik's copper whistle, and he wondered whether to use some corpse transformation to scare these idiots away.

Thinking about it carefully, it seems that there is no need to create such a big scene, just a little supernatural scene is enough to frighten these amateurs.

Thinking of this, Lewis deliberately relaxed the spirituality that wrapped Azik's copper whistle, allowing the breath of Azik's copper whistle to leak out.

In an instant, a gust of cold wind hit from a distance, Elena shook her body, the wind carried an irresistible chill.

In front of her, the corpse suddenly opened its eyes and looked at her silently.

The corpse's eyes showed signs of decay, only half of the eyeballs were still cloudy, and a deep roar came from the mouth.

"Ah!" Elena screamed, she sat down on the ground, ignoring her image, she scrambled and fled backwards.

"Successful! We succeeded! The dead are finally resurrected!"

The bald man smashed the glass jar in his hand, but his excitement lasted only a few seconds before his face darkened.

In the dark night, the crimson moonlight shone on those tombstones.

Under the tombstone, there was a neat and strong sound of knocking on the coffin board.

"Boom boom boom!

dong dong dong! "

The knocking sound was uniform, which seemed to imply a bad ending.

The bald man was terrified. He clearly knew that this was beyond his ability. In this silent night, a mysterious force descended on this place.

Suddenly, the half-decomposed corpse began to try to get up from the ground. Its legs lacked foot bones, and it was struggling in a strange and twisted posture.

Seeing that the situation was not good, the bald man ran towards the outside of the cemetery first.

The boys and girls seemed to be frightened by this weird scene. They huddled together subconsciously, trembling and looking in all directions. The sound of the dense knocking on the coffin board was like a death talisman.

"Don't blaspheme God!" Lewis lowered his voice and spoke in the darkness with a magic stick tone. His voice echoed in the grove like a reminder.

Those boys and girls looked around nervously, as if they hadn't recovered yet, no one spoke for a while.

After more than ten seconds, a shivering big boy was pushed out by his companions, and said: "I...we are just exploring the method of resurrection, and we are not blaspheming."

"The resurrection of the dead is the domain of the God of Death. Resurrection is blasphemy, and you will be punished by God."

Lewis didn't say much, he had already used the shadow to get close to the group of trembling boys and girls, and used a lucky charm to add full bad luck to these boys and girls.

In the next 5 minutes, these teenagers and girls will be very unlucky and fully experience the curse of "Reaper".

(End of this chapter)