Chapter 544 I Did It
Bram's eyes widened, a look of fear evident in them.
It's not that he didn't understand what was happening.
After all, Bram was very popular in both the Parthian Empire and Xingti, and had many friends in high positions... Although the abilities of the Pope's guards were a secret to most people, he happened to be one of the few.
The next moment, his body suddenly exploded, transforming into countless screaming, flying bats, dodging the arcs of light that were hurtling towards him.
And at the place where he just disappeared, a gray cocoon bulged out from the void, and countless silk threads burst out rapidly in all directions, trying to control the Pope's guards whose cloaks turned blood red.
The gray lines that exploded in all directions easily penetrated the walls of the house, and dust rose up in an instant.
——But this kind of damage and control is completely useless against the Pope's Guards.
An illusory light shield appeared on their bodies, blocking all the oncoming attacks - that was the protection from the pure white saint.
The attack failed, and the gray cocoon suddenly began to expand, emitting a dangerous aura.
At this moment, Aiwass suddenly took action.
As he waved the scepter, the flames condensed into a golden-red flame butterfly and flew towards the table where the old troll was sitting cross-legged on the ground.
Pure White's eyes followed subconsciously, and he just saw the disheveled Bram holding the glass of wine on the table, tilting his head back and drinking it all in one gulp.
——It was not until then that she realized that there was a person squatting there!
Bram's stealth ability wasn't that strong, otherwise he wouldn't have been discovered immediately. However, the constantly erupting and mutating gray cocoon subconsciously attracted the attention of others.
And whether it was the bats or the gray cocoons, they were actually just a decoy... One of those bats was him. When people were paying attention to the gray cocoons that appeared after the bats dispersed, he had already run to the table.
This is stealth accomplished not by relying on extraordinary skills per se, but through psychological techniques!
In fact, even Aiwass didn't notice it at first.
The first person to notice something was wrong was actually Lily. The moment Bram disappeared, she immediately grabbed Aiwass's wrist and motioned him to look to the side.
It was also thanks to her quiet reminder that Aiwass noticed that there was someone over there.
Under Aiwas's gaze, the flame butterfly had already flown over the old troll who was sitting cross-legged on the ground without saying a word, and was flying towards Bram, gradually becoming brighter.
Meanwhile, Bram had already finished the wine in his glass.
His pupils had turned dark red, and clumps of dark red colloid had condensed on his skin.
Just over a second had passed since Aiwass took the shot.
The Flame Butterfly suddenly exploded at this moment——
A vortex of flames as hot and fierce as a tornado expanded out from the broken flame butterfly, binding Bram tightly!
At this point, Aiwass no longer cared about the fire damage that would harm the sacred tree - he could only stop Bram first.
The roaring and expanding flames instantly attracted the attention of others.
But in the next moment, an abnormal sense of expansion suddenly appeared in the fire storm.
A huge arm with red skin stretched out from it and tore the flames apart directly!
The man's body expanded rapidly, his eyes were red, and he roared like a wild beast.
In the blink of an eye, his body surpassed all the other elves, even reaching a height that pierced through the ceiling. His height reached over eight meters, and his skin was covered in blood that flowed like liquid flames. These blood, like flames, leaped and burned a hole through the surrounding area where time was slowed down, preventing them from controlling their rage.
He let out an angry, hysterical roar, and large runes suddenly appeared on his skin.
Illusory red shackles immediately appeared on his limbs, they were as smooth as jade.
But then, they spontaneously combusted and turned into ashes.
An overwhelming force washed over him. With such terrifying power, he could easily swing his fist and the entire building began to collapse. He easily ripped away the burning roof, sending it flying into the distance like a meteorite.
At that moment, Chunbai hesitated.
She looked at the crimson giant in astonishment, as if she had thought of something.
However, the younger papal guards did not react at all.
They immediately formed up and let out a sharp explosion:
"——Damn it, it's a descendant of a giant!"
"Your Excellency, Archbishop, please step back!"
"Protect the civilians! Protect Her Highness the Saint!"
"You protect the Archbishop, I'll take over!"
In just a moment, the four guards split into two groups. One group continued to fight the giant, while the other group immediately retreated and protected Aiwass and Pure White.
At that moment, Aiwass opened his eyes wide.
He knows this guy!
——This is a difficult BOSS in the late stage of version 2.0, "Wildfire Giant Utgarochi"!
However, its height seems to be shorter than the real "Wildfire Giant Utgarochi"... and its momentum is much weaker than that of the demon god that destroys the world.
But why...
Isn’t “Mr. Red Wine” by Bram Stoker?
The moment he entered the room, Aiwass saw clearly that it was indeed a young human being, and his age matched the Bram Sherlock had described earlier.
"It's that glass of wine!"
Aiwass immediately thought of the glass of blood wine he had just drunk.
When he was attacked, he had clearly distracted others through cunning techniques.
But his first reaction was not to run away, but to come over and drink the glass of wine...
Bram had just drunk the glass of wine when he immediately turned into a giant; he also turned into a bat for a moment, and this was clearly the ability of the Son of the Moon; he could also use grey spider silk, which was the power of adapting to the path... plus his own identity as a writer and his background as a lawyer... this was already several levels of the path!
"...It is the power of 'stealing' adapted to the Tao."
At this time, Pure White finally understood: "Don't be nervous, he is not a real giant."
As he said that, Pure White extended his right hand towards the giant-like Bram.
The next moment, an old, dilapidated wooden door suddenly appeared in front of her.
As the wooden door creaked open suddenly, the whistling pure white cold wind filled the entire room in an instant.
Accompanied by the distant roar of an angry dragon, an extremely cold wind poured out from the door, covering the entire house with a layer of frost. The flames on the ground that Aiwass had just set on fire were also extinguished.
The giant maintained his motion of clenching his fist and striking the Pope's guards, but it became increasingly slower and slower at a visible speed. The initial instantaneous movement stretched to half a second, making his attack easily dodged.
An arc of light slashed through the air, and the giant's right arm was cut off!
His clenched fist flew into the sky like a pillar, shattering into countless tiny gray insects in mid-air. His second punch became even slower, and finally the entire giant was frozen in place.
The next moment, the giant's body suddenly shattered. Countless gray winged insects fluttered in all directions and disappeared into the air.
——All of this is just a lie.
Bram, who had turned back into a human body, stumbled forward a few steps in embarrassment, and was then bound by a dozen threads of light, his hands and feet hanging in the air.
"Damn it, if I had come a little later..."
His eyes were full of resentment: "I'm not ready yet, how could I-"
"—Behave yourself!"
The enraged Pope's guard punched him in the face. Bram staggered, swinging wildly in the air like a puppet on a string.
Sherlock on the side reacted: "It's that glass of wine!
"If he was prepared, he wouldn't have kept the wine. It only means that his ritual is not yet complete—"
"Your Highness, is he the curse master who set the trap?"
Another of the Pope's guards turned around and asked warily, "Be careful of his accomplices!"
Hearing this, Bram was stunned for a moment.
He suddenly looked at the old troll who had been kneeling quietly in the corner.
Even after he turned into a giant, the guy just sat there motionless, eating fried chicken slowly.
The old troll slowly raised his eyelids and glanced at Bram.
He was neither surprised nor happy, as if he had expected it.
He just slowly raised his head and slightly straightened his hunched back.
"puff."
The old troll spat out two pieces of broken chicken leg bones. The broken bones, mixed with foul-smelling saliva, flew onto Bram's face as he hung in mid-air.
"It's me. I turn myself in."
Then, the old troll spoke in very standard Elvish: "It was I who cursed Zumaidi."
(End of this chapter)
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