Chapter 930: The Man Holding the Candle
But as a low and hoarse laugh sounded, Luo He's eyes suddenly narrowed.
The laughter was full of mockery, coming from another old man wearing a gray cloak. The old man’s hand hidden under his sleeves held a candlestick, with a white candle burning faintly on it, emitting a miserable green color. of light.
The candlelight was like a bean, and the flame seemed to be blown by the wind. It was suppressed extremely low, but it was tenacious and did not go out. As the old man walked by, the surrounding space changed.
To be precise, with the candlestick as the center of the circle, the surrounding area of about 3 or 4 meters is shrouded in darkness. The space here becomes distorted, and even has a weird sticky feeling, and it is scary from time to time. Human roars came from the darkness, as if they were hiding ferocious beasts from another world.
If there was still a glimmer of hope in everyone's hearts when they met the presiding judge, then the appearance of old man Bingzhu completely cut off this glimmer of hope.
The aura exuding from the old man told them that he was a strong man who was not inferior to the presiding judge.
"The Candle Holder..." Someone screamed, "He is the Candle Holder!"
This name is a little unfamiliar, but the person who can stand here is not an ordinary person. As soon as I recalled it, I was reminded of a legend about the Night Watchman.
It is rumored that there is a very mysterious confession room deep underground in the Night Watch headquarters. Very few people are qualified to go there, so many people who have been members of the Night Watch for many years think it is just a legend.
The owner of this confessional is called the Candle Holder.
It is said that every night watchman who is about to be completely eroded will be sent there to accept his deathbed confession. After the ceremony, the candle bearer will light the candle in his hand to contain their souls. Take them to another world.
As time goes on, both sides of the deep corridor leading to the confessional are filled with black and white photos of the deceased.
“Bang.”
“Bang.”
Several gunshots interrupted everyone's thoughts. Officer Wu fired several shots at the so-called Zhu Zhuren. A strange scene appeared. The bullets disappeared into the darkness beside the Zhu Zhuren, as if they had been absorbed.
The man holding the candle ignored him at all. A pair of gray eyes hidden under his cloak stared at Luo He and Fu Fu beside him. Fish." His sinister laughter sent chills to the heart.
He also saw that Luo He was injured, so he would not be given a chance to rest. The darkness around him rolled like mist, and in the next second, it surged towards Luo He.
With the candlestick in his hand, his figure disappeared into the black mist.
Luo He immediately pushed Fu Fu away, and the miserable green candlelight exploded on Luo He's body. The black book in his hand slowly opened, and the blue halo reflected from the book, mixing with the black fog. Together, Luo He tried his best, and for a while it was hard to tell the winner.
But...
A strong wind came from behind. Luo He's peripheral vision trembled suddenly. The presiding judge held up a huge cross and rushed towards Fu Fu. He would not miss such an opportunity.
Fu Fu was originally seriously injured. She was no match for the presiding judge at this moment. She was beaten back after a few moves. Just when her head was about to be smashed by the cross, a figure came over and hugged her fiercely. He killed her, but at the cost of Luo He's right shoulder being smashed by a cross.
Luo He threw Fu Fu towards Chief Wu and others, and then used his remaining left hand to strangle the presiding judge by the throat, "You have tried so many unclean people. Today, it is your turn." You repaid your debt!" Luo He's body ignited with blue flames, and the flames instantly engulfed Luo He and the presiding judge. What's even more frightening is that the flames were extremely cold, and the burned area was gradually covered with a layer of ice. .
Luo He has done everything he can, and now, he wants to drag the presiding judge with him to hell.
"Ah...ah...!!" No one knew what the two of them were facing at this moment, but listening to the painful wailing of the presiding judge, one knew how terrifying the strange blue flame was.
During the struggle, the presiding judge punched Luo He. The latter kept vomiting blood, but did not let go of his hand. "Old ghost, save me quickly!!" The presiding judge completely ignored his face and shouted for help, After all, saving his life was important. He could feel that the man opposite him was determined to pull him to death, and the most important thing was that he could indeed do it!
“Stop him!”
I don’t know who shouted, and several disciples standing next to Commander Wu took action at the same time. Knowing that it was a last-ditch battle, everyone broke out with amazing fighting power, and the scene instantly out of control.
The man holding the candle was also entangled by many people at one time and was unable to rescue the presiding judge. After breaking one person's neck, the man who held the candle suddenly looked in one direction and shouted: "Don't take action yet!"
Just when the blue flames were about to wrap up the two presiding judges of Luo He, a black shadow appeared behind Luo He without anyone noticing and inserted a dagger directly into his back.
Then the blue flame lost control and went out in an instant, but the shadow's attack continued. He threw Luo He back, then appeared in front of Luo He, held his shoulder, and pushed As he moved forward quickly, he kept attacking his chest with daggers, and blood spattered out, until the last knife was inserted into his heart, penetrated his body, and nailed Luo He to a tree.
The shadow's attack was swift and powerful, and the timing was just right. Only then did everyone see clearly that this was a man wearing black clothes and a mask.
Slowly letting go of the hand holding the knife, the masked man slowly backed away, looking at the masterpiece in front of him as if looking at a trophy. Luo He's blue eyes lost their former glory. He wanted to completely open his door. , the last wish of pulling the judge to be buried with him was also terminated.
"Damn thing!" The presiding judge clenched his fist and shattered the ice covering his arm. If the injury was not too serious, he would have personally killed this guy who had made him lose face.
But he is no longer needed now, because Luo He is about to die.
Luo He looked at the masked man with gradually distracted eyes, his mouth slightly opened, as if he still had questions to ask, but his throat was full of blood and he couldn't make a sound at all.
The masked man turned and left, and a black book fell to the ground. The pages of the book were blown by the wind, revealing a photo sandwiched in it.
The masked man's next step was just about to step on the photo, but he stopped. After a moment, he changed his leg, bypassed the photo and book, and walked in the other direction.
Luo He lost consciousness.
With Luo He nailed to the tree and Fu Fu unconscious, the battle was effectively over.
For the new masked man, the remaining people don’t feel that much. Today, they have seen too many legendary figures. One more person doesn’t seem to matter. Anyway, the result is It's the same.
“Next, it’s your turn!”
The presiding judge turned his head and looked ferocious. He was very angry now and needed to kill many people to calm down his anger. (End of this chapter)