Crimson Comes Chapter 27

Poetry Club.

Although the scrap iron city is not big, because there are mines and certain commercial business, there are representatives of consortiums from big places and local tyrant bosses, so in the deepest part of the city, you can always find some stylish clubs and clubs. entertainment venue.

The Poetry Love Club is one of them.

It looks very low-key from the outside, with only a low-key but tasteful black door for decoration.

After all, it does not need to attract customers through dazzling neon and colorful lights like other clubs and bars. Its customers come from the name of the screen, and without its astonishingly strict membership card, No amount of money will be accepted.

Of course, when we usually pass by, there are very few people who walk into this clubhouse, and they won't find it.

Behind its low-key and outrageous signboard, there is a little Peugeot that will never be found if you don't deliberately look for it:

It was a black goat with ferocious horns.

"Our plan failed."

This night's Poetry Love Club was very quiet. Not only did it not entertain guests, it didn't even have any service staff.

Because there is a special group of guests gathering in the lobby of the clubhouse. About seven or eight of them are sitting on both sides of a long table. Someone was wearing a slip-on vest.

In the same way, they all wore masks of death with distorted faces.

Sitting at the very center was a tall man with a hoarse voice wrapped in a black robe.

He paid attention to the people around him and said calmly: "Until now, I don't know the reason for the failure. The selected person has successfully escaped into the farm, and there is absolutely no one to follow. According to our understanding, the guard office and the scrap iron It is impossible for the city supernatural sheriff team to react so quickly, so he has enough time to start the sacrifice and let the summoning circle take effect."

"Who did that?"

At the bottom of the long table, a man with a short head seemed to be grumpy, and slapped the table: "Damn, I have been preparing for so long, all those dead crows are all soaked by me, and I can't let my subordinates do it. Do you know how much effort I put into it?"

"I don't know."

The man wrapped in a black robe said lightly: "But in fact, I learned through the investigation afterwards that there was a flock of dead crows swept up in the farm, hovering in the air, and the people around also felt the coldness of the bones, indicating that the call It is very likely that it is close to success, but judging from the number of crows and the mysterious power that erupted at that moment, it is far from the master we believe in."

"This shows that even if it is successful, what we have summoned is only some kind of evil spirit, not our Lord."

When everyone heard this, they were all taken aback: "Then what should we do?"

"Our goal is to summon the **** of the black goat recorded in the Necronomicon. The rest are failures."

The man in black robe said softly, "This is just our first attempt. It's nothing if we fail."

"I called you here just to discuss with you which step of the summoning ceremony should be adjusted."

"It stands to reason that the runes we prepared are completely in line with the records of the Book of Death."

"Then, perhaps, it's the sacrifice we prepared, it's really unpopular..."

"Not enough offerings?"

Facing the surprise of others, the man in the black robe said: "A newborn baby may not be enough to attract the great black goat, but some evil spirits who are struggling to find their way back will focus on them, and if we want to improve our The success rate, then I think, we should choose the second-level sacrifice recorded in the Necronomicon: thirteen virgins who have not yet reached adulthood and have no worldly affairs..."

Someone was slightly taken aback: "Thirteen?"

There were also some suspicious whispers around.

"Only thirteen."

The man in the black robe gave a cold smile and said, "It's not too much to assign to each of us."

"But…"

Someone hesitated for a while and raised an objection: "This incident must have attracted the attention of the Guard Office and the Extraordinary Sheriff, if we move again in a short period of time, it is likely to be targeted by them, or even locked by us. s position."

"What about finding it?"

The violent young man suddenly slapped the table and said, "There are only a few of them, how much ability can they have?"

"If, if you can successfully summon the black goat..."

He said, the eyes under the mask couldn't help glistening: "That is the high-ranking **** in the death totem, if we succeed in summoning, it will not only save us from the trouble of demon babbling, but also bring us The powerful and controllable power will also make us a scrap iron city, no, it should be said that the third city defense line is the closest family to the core of death in recent decades."

"At that time, each of us will be blessed by the black goat and become a demon teacher."

"good…"

In the face of the angry words of the violent man, the man in black robe also said softly: "Since I dreamed of the mysterious black goat, I have been inspired to form this family, you are all family members selected by me, and also black believers of goats."

"Our purpose is to summon the black goat to come."

"For this reason, we have sworn that we will never regret or hesitate, and everything is for the Lord we believe in..."

"A failure is nothing to us."

"This is just our attempt and preliminary practice."

"No **** can be summoned all at once, failure only tells us the greatness of gods..."

"So, let's get ready..."

"The sacrifices for the second level are not enough, we can also prepare the third level, the fourth level..."

"Those so-called sheriffs...heh, they're just a bunch of guys who stole the power of God and tried to betray God. It's not worth mentioning. When we successfully summoned the black goat, let alone the sheriff of the scrap iron city, even the second What about the city defense, even those guys in the first city defense, even the legendary Xingtian team, we will have the power to control life and death..."

"We will become the knights of death, and even the agents of the gods walking in the world."

"May the black goat come to the world as soon as possible and clean up the unclean soul..."

When the others saw this, they also got up one after another, pressed their fists to their chests, and said in a low and devout manner.

In the family, the leader's words are the main point, and family members are not allowed to refute.

Now that the leader has made a decision, they can only go to prepare the second sacrifice as promised.

"Boom bang bang..."

But at the end of this heavy and frantic discussion, everyone was ready to leave the clubhouse as scheduled.

At the door, a heavy knock suddenly sounded.

In the hall, it suddenly became quiet, and the faces of everyone under the masks looked at each other.

For this gathering, the service staff had already withdrawn in advance, so no one took the initiative to open the door.

What's more, who would go to a clubhouse with a "closed" sign at such a late hour to smash the door?

"Bah!"

While hesitating, a loud gunshot sounded from outside the door, interrupting the position of the door lock.

Then the door was slammed open, and the wind and bitter rain that floated outside at an unknown time poured into the room in an instant. I saw a man in a raincoat walking in from the rain. He was wrapped in a raincoat. He shrank his neck from the cold, and as soon as he entered the door, he closed the door again, but the broken door bolt could not be fastened, so he pulled a chair from the side to hold it.

"Is it the black goat family?"

The man in the raincoat turned around with a smile, then took off the raincoat, revealing a young and cheerful face.

In the hall, the person wearing the black goat mask suddenly froze.

It's a secret party...

Everyone is a group of mysterious people who are so mysterious that even if they belong to a family, they wear masks when they get together.

We hold extraordinary powers, and we have divine orders.

We hold the life and death of ordinary people in our hands, and we are walking on the edge of hell.

We are discussing how to summon the great black goat to the world, and are working hard to pursue the eternal goal...

...then someone who didn't know what to do came in like this and asked if we were black goats?

...Is there something wrong?

"who are you?"

Suddenly, UU reading www.uukanshu. com Under the mask of a group of silent goats, a short-tempered man with a flat head suddenly stood up. His two eyes under the mask looked coldly at the young man who walked in. While asking questions in a low voice, his pupils suddenly shrank. extremely small.

It was like a white space, with only a black hole the size of a pinhead left.

At the same time, following his look, the body of the person who entered through the door froze slightly.

The young man felt an unusual coldness, which suddenly spread to him, it seemed to be a temperature close to a dead person, just like getting close to a corpse, even if he didn't touch it, he could feel the temperature on his body. The coldness that came, the current self, was suddenly contaminated by this cold aura, and it began to spread throughout his body.

The first state ability of the death order: the temperature of the deceased

Pass the body temperature of the dead to the living, so that they can feel the coldness of the dead and the stiffness of the body.

Taking a deep breath, the exuberant life force was like warm water, helping him to disperse the coldness spreading in his body.

He turned around again naturally, and took out a gun from behind.

A black short gun with a rough style like a tough guy.

He smiled and said, "It looks like I've come to the right place. Are you ready to go back with me and surrender?"

There was a dead silence in the hall again.

Wearing a black robe, the tall man standing at the back suddenly said, "Kill him."

At the same time he issued this order, he had already turned around quickly and walked towards the back door.

Wei Wei, who was at the door, suddenly laughed very happily when he heard the words: "I really can't help you..."

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