Chapter 96 Will Ron's heart be removed? (2)

Seraphina pressed her ears hard, trying to stop the whispers from penetrating, but it was no use. The illusory whispers echoed directly in her mind.

It was as if a sharp steel cone was embedded in my mind.

Spinning and scratching!

Beads of sweat appeared on his forehead, and veins bulged.

The indescribable pain made it impossible for her to stand still. She staggered and fell on the bed, sometimes tense, sometimes limp. Her tall body tossed back and forth on the bed, her purple gemstone eyes filled with pain.

Deep in those eyes, countless words are still wriggling.

These strange words that Seraphina could not understand at all gradually twisted, as if hazy light and shadows overlapped together, as if constructing a strange painting.

Seraphina's body was still twitching, only her eyes were wide open.

The scene in front of me became clearer and clearer.

There, is the church.

It is the Morol Cathedral.

The originally ancient and sacred church has completely changed into another appearance.

Gray, decadent, and filled with the smell of decay.

There seemed to be a layer of light red mist floating in the air, like a blood mist, covering the entire world.

The statue of the Goddess of Dawn collapsed to the ground and shattered into pieces. The church was eerily quiet, and the scene that Seraphina saw in front of her eyes was moving at a slow speed.

Finally, she saw a figure.

It was a nun. She fell to the ground, her body surrounded by scarlet blood. Her chest was cut open and her heart was missing.

No, not a nun...

As the picture in front of her gradually unfolded, more and more corpses appeared in front of Seraphina. Nuns, priests, and pastors, one after another, lay quietly on the ground, as if they were sleeping, and sticky blood covered the ground.

Crunch, crunch, snap, snap…

A strange chewing sound replaced the mumbling, echoing in Seraphina's mind.

She couldn't help but get a dense layer of small bumps all over her body.

She saw it, saw Irelia's figure, leaning against a pillar, gasping for breath, her amber eyes filled with deep sorrow and despair.

Her eyes were getting redder and redder, like blood.

She saw Cecilia standing next to a broken statue. She seemed to have just escaped from a sea of ​​blood, her whole body bathed in rich scarlet.

Her body was shaking, her mouth was open, and she seemed to be screaming something, but her voice could not be heard clearly.

She saw that Virgil's body fell to one side, and his chest was slightly rising and falling, which seemed to prove that he was not dead yet.

However, there was a huge crack between the chest and abdomen, and the sticky internal organs were almost spreading out.

She saw it, a female knight covered in blood.

That was her! The purple gemstone's eyes were dull and lifeless, like a puppet that had lost its life.

She saw it, saw Ron.

His body stood in the middle of the church, and a skinny claw pierced through his chest from behind and took out his heart.

No! Seraphina finally couldn't bear it any longer and let out a sharp cry.

She sat up from the bed with a whoosh, gasping for breath, her body soaked with sweat.

There was an unshakable fear in his wide-open eyes, and he couldn't stop shaking his body.

It was unknown how much time had passed, but Seraphina's body finally calmed down. She slowly got up from the bed, squatted down, and picked up the pages of her notes again.

The scenes just now were so clear, as if they were actually happening right in front of me.

It was so real that it made Seraphina despair. In a trance, she could still smell the strong smell of blood.

His eyes were silently fixed on a page of notes in his hand. This was Archibald's notes... However, when he saw this page of notes again, that strange scene never appeared again.

Ron will be in the Morroll Church, having his heart removed.

When she saw Archibald's notes, she briefly saw the future.

Seraphina clenched her notes, stood up suddenly and walked out of the house. She could not allow this scene to happen, never.

As soon as I opened the door, I saw an old man standing outside.

That was the old butler of the York family! He raised one hand, as if he was about to knock on the door.

Seeing Seraphina suddenly appear at the door, the old housekeeper was also stunned for a moment, and then stood up straight: "Miss, what happened to you just now? I seemed to hear you scream?"

"Oh, sorry, I saw a cockroach." Seraphina forced a smile on her pale face: "You know, I am most afraid of these things that crawl around."

"This is really bad. I will tell the maid to tidy up your room again." The old butler said immediately.

Seraphina nodded and walked out of the mansion. However, after taking two steps, she suddenly stopped. She looked at the old butler with some suspicion and hesitation: "Uncle Anthony, do you think... Archibald is still alive?"

The old butler seemed to have not expected that the young lady would suddenly ask such a question. He was stunned. After a brief hesitation, he gave an answer: "After all, that person is a blasphemer who is more powerful than a saint. It is not surprising anyway."

“I see.”

Seraphina raised her head and glanced at the night sky. The sky was covered with clouds and there was not a single bit of moonlight.

Looking away, Seraphina's figure quickly disappeared into the night.

…

Sykes Hotel.

This was originally a gun room.

But now, it has become a hunting ground.

The entire hotel seemed to be shrouded in a light layer of scarlet, and the occasional screams were even more creepy.

A young man in businessman's clothes was walking quickly through the garden in the backyard of the Sykes Hotel. His face was very gloomy.

He is a secret guard of the Spang Empire.

Of course, his official identity is a businessman traveling between the Kingdom of Granville and the Theocracy of Spang.

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

Originally everything was going smoothly. Many nobles from other places were living in the Sykes Hotel. It was said that they all came for a purple weapon with a ten-fold enhancement that would appear at the auction the day after tomorrow.

Those damn Granville people are so damn rich that they are willing to spend a lot of strengthening stones to strengthen a purple weapon to +10.

This kind of behavior would definitely be called a prodigal in the Theocracy of Spong.

These nobles were proud and arrogant and difficult to get along with, but because they were deliberate tolerance, no irreconcilable conflicts occurred.

Everything was normal at first, but as soon as night fell, these damn nobles suddenly turned into a group of lunatics, hunting people from the Spang Theocracy everywhere, and turned the largest hotel in Larnaca into a mass grave.

In order to avoid conspicuousness by gathering together, they originally lived in different floors and rooms, and would gather late at night. As a result, they now have to hide from place to place, like mice being targeted by night cats.

The thought of those looks made the secret guard's hair stand on end. Those looks were even crazier than a strong man who had been locked up in prison for ten years and was full of energy, suddenly seeing a beautiful girl taking off all her clothes.

Pooh.

He spat, reached out to push away the leaves in front of him, and looked ahead.

It was very quiet ahead, and he breathed a sigh of relief. Just as he was about to step away from the flower bed, a piercing pain suddenly came over him.

Looking down, he saw the gun tip covered in blood in front of his chest.

His heart was pierced.

Phew!

The spear was retracted, and the body lost its support and fell to the ground. After struggling a few times, there was no more movement.

A slender and handsome young man walked out from the shadows behind, took off the storage ring of the corpse, and quickly found a token of the Jinyi Secret Guard.

Bah, those barbaric idiots from the Spang Theocracy actually dared to come to the Granville Kingdom to cause trouble. Who else should I kill if not you? These idiots probably don't know that their heads have been opened...

A mysterious person has issued a bounty. Whoever can obtain the most tokens of the Spang Theocracy spies will receive a bounty of up to 10,000 gold coins.

Ten thousand gold coins doesn't matter.

As the son of an earl, he didn't care about this little money.

What he wanted was the honor of being the first, the spy killer! That would be enough to let him hold his head high in the aristocratic circle. No one would dare to call him a sissy anymore, and Madame Bonheur would definitely look at him differently!

On the top floor of the hotel, Dolores quietly watched the scene below.

"The kingdom's nobles may not be so hopeless. At least the younger generation has not been completely corrupted. Isn't this something to be thankful for?" Dolores said quietly.

Right beside her, a female warrior wearing armor and with a silver mask covering her face with a sky full of stars engraved on it appeared silently.

"He said he doesn't want you to take action." The female warrior finally spoke slowly, her voice a little hoarse.

"I didn't do anything. I stayed quietly in the room and didn't do anything." Dolores looked innocent. After a brief pause, a slightly obsessed smile appeared on the face of the eldest princess Dolores again: "Haha, that's the husband I, Dolores, have chosen."

The smile on her face gradually changed, becoming cold and bloody: "If you dare to touch my husband, I'll see how many lives they have."

A few more seconds passed before Dolores asked again, "Is there any movement at the palace?"

"According to the information sent by Liv, the Seventh Princess Agnes, who had been imprisoned in the cold palace and heavily guarded, left the cold palace a few days ago, and even left the palace directly. Her whereabouts are unknown."

"It doesn't matter." Dolores shook her head: "Whatever she does, just don't get involved with my man."

"And..." The female warrior seemed to hesitate for a moment, but finally spoke: "After we told Liv the clues provided by Ron, Liv had already found a way to spy on the secrets of the back mountain and the dungeon. The ability of the beast whisperer is very useful at times like this. No matter how tight the blockade is, they will not care about a rat or cockroach crawling on the ground."

Dolores' eyes narrowed slightly: "What?"

"There are countless bones in the back hills..."

"In the dungeon, there is a corpse bound with chains and a decayed...blood letter!"

Dolores' throat moved slightly, and she spoke again in a slightly trembling voice: "What is written in the blood letter?"

"The blood letter has decayed, and most of the words are unrecognizable. I can only make out a few words. They say..."

"Dolores...run..."

Chapter 2 is here, and the next chapter will be in an hour.

(End of this chapter)