Resist the world, but I spread the curse

Chapter 192

It seemed that Miller's words had an effect, and Clark's flustered emotions gradually calmed down.

Taking a deep breath, Clark slowly regained his sanity. He closed his eyes and meditated for a few seconds, and began to examine the memory drilled into his mind from a rational and objective perspective, and suddenly discovered a detail in the memory.

That's what the crazy woman said: "Hair is a woman's signature."

"Isn't this what Miss Hera's mother told her?" Clark was startled suddenly, he realized that the memory fragment he saw did not belong to him, but Miss Hera's.

But what kind of power can do this?Clark didn't know that he had such abilities.

Since it was not his own ability, it could only be caused by other factors.

Clark opened his eyes, and looked at the cat's teeth bracelet that he threw to the ground naturally. For some reason, he felt a bit evil when he saw this bracelet again, and he unconsciously felt palpitations and became vigilant.

With a little hesitation, Clark picked up the cat's tooth bracelet again. The moment he picked it up, he closed his eyes again, but this time he didn't feel the shock of the strange memory again, but his body felt cold because of touching the cold. Maoya trembled unconsciously.

Perhaps it is only when you touch the cat tooth bracelet for the first time that you will see those memories.

Miller looked at Clark's weird behavior, and thought of Clark's sudden runaway and out of control just now, and secretly guessed the strange composition of the cat's tooth bracelet, "Is there something wrong with this bracelet?"

Clark apologized to Miller again, and said truthfully: "I'm really sorry for Miller, I don't know why, when I touched this bracelet, I saw a memory that didn't belong to me, that memory...it was terrible , so I couldn't control myself for a while."

Seeing that Clark had regained his composure, Miller no longer blamed him. After smiling slightly at Clark, she said with some doubts, "There is such a weird thing, can I...can I touch it?"

Clark felt that the cat's tooth bracelet was probably faulty. In fact, he didn't want Mirele to touch it, but he felt that it was necessary for Mirele to experience it for himself so that the other party could trust him.

Miller looked suspicious, and picked up the bracelet that Clark handed over.

Clark immediately tensed up, as if he was facing a big enemy, his limbs were in a state of exerting strength at any time, as long as Mirell moved slightly, he would immediately control the opponent.

Seeing Miller's eyes slowly darken, Clark felt tremendous pressure from that silent expression. It's hard to imagine that this is the lively, cheerful and considerate girl just now, but instead looks like a ruthless girl killer.

The moment Miller showed a hint of ferocity, Clark immediately walked around behind him, hugged him tightly, and let him struggle in his arms. There was a huge strange force hidden in that petite body, and Clark almost failed. Keep the girl under control.

He swayed from side to side, shook off the cat's tooth bracelet in Mirell's hand, and called Mirele over and over again, trying to calm the girl down.

It took an unknown amount of time before Clark finally felt that the strength of the girl's struggle gradually weakened, and the frenzied roar gradually turned into pitiful sobs.

Realizing that Mirele was also freed from that horrible memory, he quickly let go of her, held her face, wiped away the tears on that fair and tender face, and said in relief: "It's okay, it's okay, isn't that Your memory is not your memory, you are not wrong, you don't have to suffer for this memory..."

As he said that, a feeling of nostalgia welled up in Clark's heart, but before he had time to recall it, he, who was always on high alert to the outside world, heard the sound of footsteps coming from outside the door.

"Someone is coming." Clark whispered, and the nervousness instantly infected the crying Mirell.

The girl immediately stopped her sad emotions, and asked nervously: "We... what should we do, should we hide?"

Clark thought quickly, and soon came up with an idea. He pushed Miller into the closet, picked up the ax on the ground and gave it to him. Before closing the closet door, he told him, "Hide inside first, and see the opportunity." act."

"But what do you do?" Miller hurriedly asked, preventing the door from closing with one hand.

"I want to show my cards." Clark took a deep breath. This castle is too strange. He no longer intends to investigate the truth, nor does he want to analyze who is the good guy and the bad guy.

Miller actually had several chances to kill himself before. When he lost his mind due to the mysterious power of the cat's tooth bracelet, he would attack but not resist. He hacked himself to death, but the other party didn't do so.

Regardless of whether there is any reason for it, Clark didn't want to think about pursuing it anymore. He picked up the hammer on the ground, sweating, and stood guard on the spot, watching Hera's room door being slowly pushed open. The small stool creaked and rubbed against each other.

The person who pushed the door seemed to have expected it, and the speed of pushing the door was still unhurried, and then a hand wearing a white glove was on the side of the door, and the indifferent face of Valente Butler was the first to poke out from behind the door come out.

Clark's hammer smashed down at the moment when the opponent's head protruded, and it was his hard work.

However, Butler Valente's reaction was quick. The moment he realized the danger, his other hand moved and grabbed the handle of the hammer that Clark had dropped, as if he had infinite power. A pair of gray eyes looked at him coldly. Clark said in a low tone: "Mr. Clark's way of greeting is really special."

At the same time, from the corner of Clark's eyes, he noticed the beautiful face huddled under the butler of Valente, but there was a crazy expression on the face, and a sharp cold light flashed across his field of vision. Clark was shocked. He fired the hammer and took a few steps back abruptly.

I only heard a sharp sound of chopping wind across Clark's chin, and the coldness flickered away. A hot tingling sensation came from the chin, and I felt warm blood flowing from the wound.

Clark backed back again and again, finally stopped his figure, covered his chin with one hand, smelled the smell of blood coming from his jaw, the warmth passed through his palms and fingertips, and flowed to the ground.

"You!?" Clark looked at the two people who appeared at the same time in shock. The butler Valente, who seemed to have become a little bloated, and Miss Hera, who looked crazy, pushed open the door, and stood at the door with the light behind them.

The bodies of the two were intertwined strangely at this moment. Miss Hera's originally straight and slender legs were currently coiled around Butler Valente's legs like ropes, and Miss Hera's back was connected to Butler Valentine's His chest was tightly glued together, as if growing together.

They merged into one.

(End of this chapter)