Chapter 118 The Bone Gallery-Part 2
A beautiful light flashed in everyone's eyes, and a silver-haired woman appeared beside Beckman.
She raised her hand and punched, and a starlight bloomed on her fist.
Beckman was facing a formidable enemy and did not dare to take it lightly. The painting behind his head switched to "Peeping", and he borrowed the extraordinary power of [Conspiracy Faction Sequence 7-Assassin] to turn into a shadow to avoid it.
But Rosa's cherry lips twitched slightly and she said:
"The road to death behind, the mystery of vertical and horizontal, the road to life ahead."
Beckman's escape movement stagnated and then turned into a forward thrust. The shadow of his body hit Rosa's fist.
boom! !
The silver mist blooms like fireworks and twinkles with starlight.
Beckman howled in pain, fell out of the shadows, and fell to the ground.
"Extraordinary fraud...'Silver Witch' Rosa! Impossible! Shouldn't you be dealing with... in Hidden Veil City?!"
He spat out a mouthful of blood unwillingly.
Noah looked at the silver-haired woman who suddenly appeared in shock. Of course he knew Rosa. She was the "sister" brought back by his mother and the illegitimate daughter of his late father who was away when he was young. But he had never liked this woman who suddenly appeared. "Sister"......
But after seeing the oil paintings in the gallery, he guessed the truth——
The other party was his brother, Rex, who had already died at the hands of the Red Apple Church!
"Brother...?"
"Call me sister for now, Noah."
Rosa smiled fondly.
Hearing her words, Noah got the answer and was shocked.
"The touching brotherhood makes me want to draw you together in the painting..."
Beckman stood up.
His eyes reflected Noah's figure, ghosts of historical fragments flashed through them, and he read some fragmented information.
Immediately afterwards, he took out a bottle of dark blue potion the size of a finger, flicked the cork open with his thumb, raised his head and drank it in one gulp.
Gulu!
Beckman's face had bulging veins and his eyes were extremely cold.
"Calm down potion..."
Rosa frowned and revealed the strange potion the other party drank. Next, her extraordinary deception may no longer be effective.
"Ha..."
Beckman turned into a black shadow and disappeared on the spot, his cold eyes flashing away.
The next second, he appeared in Rosa's shadow, stretched out two fingers, reflected a pair of scissors, and suddenly cut towards her!
Rosa instantly turned into a silver mist, and the shadow scissors cut into the empty space with a click.
Beckman missed a hit and immediately retracted into the shadows, disappearing from sight.
"Here!"
A cross mark flashed in Rosa's eyes, pointed at a certain position on the side of the pillar, and flicked her fingers.
The silver mist was pushed by invisible force and turned into a small hurricane, immediately rolling out Beckman's figure.
"Damn it! With that punch before, you planted a 'Hunter's Mark' on me?!"
Beckman said coldly.
He knew he could no longer use the concealment of the shadows to take advantage of the situation. He made a quick decision, and flashes of historical shadows quickly flashed through his eyes, and the faint sound of pages turning rapidly could be heard in the room.
Beckman's figure then became illusory, breaking away from the control of the Silver Mist Hurricane and appearing at the same location a few seconds ago.
"[Earth Faction Sequence 7-Alchemist]..."
Rosa whispered.
At this moment, Mona raised the revolver and quietly aimed it at Beckman.
But the next moment, Roderick held her hand, and Mona turned her head to look, seeing a gloomy expression on her boss's pale face.
"Don't take action yet, it's not the right time yet... We only have one chance."
Wow!
At this moment, the situation changed drastically.
Beckman suddenly showed a shocked expression, and a bone key slowly appeared on his chest.
"Impossible! You promised me! As long as I give you enough...!"
The next moment, a "stream" made of flesh and blood flew in from outside the gallery and instantly penetrated into the key. Its white jade-like texture was faintly glowing with a coquettish blood-colored luster.
Beckman screamed, covering his face in pain and falling to his knees.
"[A-level monster-Bone Gallery]!"
Rosa's eyes narrowed.
"This is the sacrifice ceremony of the Red Apple Church... Oops!"
Beckman kept wailing, and the bone key had been inserted into his chest, as if embedded in it.
Then it slowly turned, as if it wanted to use it as a door, and then opened it...
Beckman was horrified and found that the situation was inexplicably beyond his control, and the [Bone Gallery] lost control and began to eat its master. He looked ferocious, and the ghosts of history kept flashing in his eyes, trying to use history to look back and return to the previous state.
But all this is of no avail.
"——Ahhhh!!"
Beckmann finally roared hysterically and bolted out of the gallery.
All his plans came to nothing at this moment. He just wanted to escape from here first and make plans later.
During the process of escaping, he took out three or four bottles of various potions and poured them into his mouth frantically in an attempt to strengthen himself to resist the erosion of the Bone Key.
boom! !
A loud noise attracted everyone's attention.
A black figure fell from the sky, smashed through the ceiling of the gallery, and fell straight down.
He also held a silver cane in his hand and hit Beckman on the head.
"?!"
Beckman suddenly raised his head and looked at this "extraterrestrial visitor" in confusion.
He wanted to avoid it, but because of the erosion of the bone key, he was unable to control his body and froze in place.
Pong! !
The huge black wings dissipated, and a young man with black hair took off his top hat, looked around blankly, and then said:
"I shouldn't be late, right?"
Everyone was shocked.
"It's Mr. Jack!"
The Pompeii family among the guests couldn't help but be surprised when they saw the young man falling from the sky. Rebecca clenched her little hands even more tightly and focused all her attention on him.
"Jack...how dare this guy show up..."
Roderick narrowed his eyes.
Meng Na remained silent and stared at the field with a slight frown. The situation seemed to have undergone even more unpredictable changes.
"Damn it!"
Beckman was trembling all over and struggled to get up. His face was covered in blood and his expression was distorted.
That stick just now made his head still buzzing.
"This feeling of falling from the sky and giving people headshots is a bit addictive..."
Chen Lun secretly thought.
He immediately glanced at the familiar faces in the crowd, and then saw Floy standing behind the crowd, smiling at him, opening his mouth slightly, and saying silently:
"You're back."
Chen Lun responded with a smile.
Then he turned around and saw Noah and Rosa.
Noah has escaped the control of the oil painting and is sitting in the corner, looking a little weak. Rosa stood beside her brother and looked at Chen Lun. Although she was a little surprised, she still said a reminder:
"Beckman is on the verge of losing control... A trapped beast is still fighting, be careful of his crazy counterattack."
Beckman was backlashed by the [Bone Gallery] and was temporarily unable to use the oil painting that preserved the extraordinary properties, so he took out a leather glove from his pocket and slowly put it on.
The leather gloves are very thin, but they are covered with fine lines and various miniature counters. It looks dazzling and makes people wonder how such a small glove can hold so many parts.
"[Level B monster-Fireworks in the palm of your hand]!" (End of this chapter)