Mystery: Big Alarm Clock Ghroth Path

Chapter 63 Sneak Attack
The figure in the black cloak was huge, but it was vague and seemed to have no substance.

Its already hunched body bent further down as it quickly rushed towards Roger, stretching its right hand forward to strike his face!
"What the hell is this?"

Roger launched the "troublemaker" thought interference without thinking!

The huge black figure only shook slightly and quickly resumed its movement, but its forward momentum slowed down.

It was this gap that gave Roger enough time to react.

He lunged towards the flower bed on the right and narrowly avoided the attack.

"Undead creatures?"

At the moment when the two figures intersected, Roger felt a breath coming from the cloaked man that gave him goose bumps all over his body.

If there is a suitable word to describe this feeling, it is "death".

On the other hand, through the extremely short period of control of the "Shit Stirrer" just now, he could also clearly judge that the power of the undead creature was greater than his own.

"It should be at least a Sequence 7 creature, maybe even Sequence 6 like Madam Sharon..."

But Roger was not afraid at all, instead he was filled with excitement!
The appearance of undead creatures in Madam Sharon's mansion was most likely the result of the personal involvement of the "gatekeeper" Ince Zangwill!

"It seems that my constant obstruction has really driven Ins to a corner. Otherwise, he wouldn't risk exposing himself and sending undead creatures to deal with me..."

Ins was unwilling to confront the Nighthawks who possessed Saint Selina's ashes head-on, but he could still easily deal with Roger, a Sequence 8 wild Beyonder.

Thinking of this, Roger quickly glanced at Mrs. Sharon's master bedroom, where the sound of fighting could be heard from time to time, and worry appeared on his face.

He wanted to end the fight quickly, but the guy in front of him didn't seem to allow it.

At this moment, the man in the black cloak with a hunched back suddenly straightened his spine and his height increased by nearly one meter.

The undead creature looked down at Roger with its withered right hand. A ray of light filled with a fishy smell quickly gathered at the tip of its index finger and turned into a blood-red ray in an instant!

The moment he saw the other party extending his hand, Roger placed his left hand wearing the "Benjamin glove" on the flower bed.

His figure immediately became ethereal, and he used his "door-opening" ability to disappear into the room.

The blood-colored light thus lost its target and hit a large area of flowers and plants, instantly drying them up and turning them into gray powder.

Having lost sight of Roger, the man in black cloak began to look around, trying to find his trace.

"It has powerful attack power and an instant-kill skill, but its inspiration is relatively poor among undead creatures..."

Seeing the other party's reaction, Roger made a judgment in his heart.

He stretched out his right hand, rubbed his thumb and middle finger, which were wearing a silver ring, together and snapped his fingers.

This is another Abraham family seal, the "Stage Ring," corresponding to the Sequence 8 "Master of Magic."

Hearing the sound of the snapping fingers, the man in black cloak immediately turned his head, but saw a large cloud of white mist rising up, which looked like the stage effect deliberately created in a drama.

Roger broke away from the virtual state and jumped up. Taking advantage of the moment when the black cloak lost its way, he raised his head and fired a sharp explosion at its head without leaving any room for it!
Roger, who had completely digested the "Noisy One" potion, had an obvious effect with his close-range sonic attack. The undead creature's originally half-real and half-virtual figure immediately became more and more blurred, and it even staggered forward two steps, trembling slightly all over!
However, just as Roger was about to press on with his victory and attack again, he suddenly saw an arm as white as jade and with slender fingers emerging vertically from the ground beside him.

The elbow area of the arm was not connected to anything, but was a bloody mess.

When it leaped to the highest point, its five fingers suddenly clenched into a fist and caught a metal arrow that shot out from the mist, the tip of which was burning with dark green flames!

The next second, the arm exploded with a bang, transforming into a bloody mist. Amidst the mist, the arrow fell to the ground, its surroundings rapidly turning black, and the green flame at its tip ceased to burn.

However, it was this brief interruption that prevented Roger from launching subsequent attacks, and the black cloak regained its original form.

It suddenly turned around, its right arm became solid, the five fingers with dry tips came together, the bones twisted into sharp blades, and slashed towards Roger's head with the wind.

However, Roger did not dodge, but stared at the black cloak with a playful smile.

Just before the hand knife was about to hit Roger, a rapier made of twisted and hardened flesh and bones emerged from the white mist again, and with a "bang" sound, it blocked the attack.

A man in a black robe and a goat mask also emerged from the fog. He hugged Roger with his newly grown white arms and helped him avoid another flaming arrow.

"Sorry, I'm late."

A very pleasant male voice with a somewhat neutral timbre sounded from behind the mask.

"I didn't ask you to help me." Roger shrugged and said in a deliberately argumentative tone.

"It's 2 vs 2, you're not ashamed."

The neutral voice laughed, and he seemed to take great pleasure in Roger's humiliation.

This is none other than Mr. C, the Aurora Society's messenger in Ahowa County.

After the last "Dark Saint"'s inspiring operation, Mr. C has been secretly monitoring and protecting Roger.

If this special divine messenger died in his own territory, Mr. C would have no idea whether he could escape unscathed, let alone the reward of the "Shepherd" extraordinary characteristic.

Roger had known this for a long time, so he did not stop it. After all, the ability of "Oneness of All Things" has a cooling time, and there is no guarantee that he will not be in danger of his life.

After all, he was more than happy to have a free bodyguard and thugs.

Roger snapped his fingers again, causing the fog to dissipate, revealing not only the black cloak, but also a figure standing on the wall. He was as short as a child, his body wrapped in mummy-like bandages.

The little man held a short bow in his hand, and a faint green light could be seen at the bottom of the quiver behind him, as if phosphorous fire was burning at the bottom.

This is actually another undead creature!
"It seems you have many friends and enemies. You've even offended the 'Gatekeeper'."

Mr. C was knowledgeable and immediately guessed the identity of the person who controlled the undead creatures.

But Roger also heard the sarcastic tone that hinted at an affair between him and the Nighthawk, and sneered:
“If I were really related to the Nighthawks, you would have died long ago.

"Besides, my piety has passed the Lord's test."

When Mr. C heard Roger bring up the "real creator", he immediately put away his teasing attitude and nodded.

"You deal with the smaller one, and I'll take care of the bigger one."

Mr. C whispered, his body melting like wax and sinking into the soil on the ground, quickly moving towards the black cloak.

Roger turned around and hooked his finger at the small mummy with a provocative look on his face.

　There is one more chapter to come.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)