Chapter 389

At the edge of the dark lane, a dark shadow fell from the air, like a bat. Its twisted and wide limbs were like bat wings. The scarlet and crazy eyes rushed at a girl who fell to the ground.

The girl screamed, subconsciously closed her eyes and curled up.

However, she did not see that the demon servant seemed to bump into something at the moment when he was about to land, but his action was suddenly stopped. Starting from the middle of his body, it was like a picture that had been wiped away, and disappeared in the air, with no ashes left.

"I see."

Along with the sound, in front of the girl, a faint black human figure appeared.

An ominous black thread floats in the air, winding a tiny, imperceptible mass of ashes.

Mark of creation.

The mark of creation tries hard to get rid of the thread of doom, but how could Yat get rid of it?

The thread of doom is inexorably entwined with the mark of creation. Although the power is not strong, it is composed of the force of destiny, and there is a silk thread of doom and fortune beside it.

Under the yoke of the doomsday silk thread controlled by Yat, it is impossible to break away from it.

"In a third-order replica world, the protection is so strict...

Yat narrowed his eyes slightly, and his eyes swept over the system panel. On the career panel of [agent], the skill [tampering with fate] is slightly shining.

To tell you the truth, if you don't have this generation profession, if you can't control the force of doom, then you can't do anything to intercept the creation mark.

The creation mark of the magic world is made with soul power.

At the beginning, Yat also thought that the creation mark of this world was made by the power of soul, and there was no force of luck or doom at all...

however, the world was more luxurious and used the force of destiny as the material of creation mark directly, although there were few.

If we don't have the same regular power to capture such creation marks, we can't grasp them at all...

fortunately, we have decomposed the creation marks in the glory world, and we have some understanding.

Looking at the sign of creation struggling to get rid of the thread of doom, Yat seemed to think of something.

He stops to learn about the mark of the broken creation, stares at it, then turns his head and takes a look at the frightened girl, passing over the torn clothes on her shoulder and the infected wound.

Let's choose this woman as the source of original sin. Anyway, she's dying. Let's make use of it.

...

novella shivered, woke up, and looked around with cold sweat behind her. It was just an empty alley, and no monsters were chasing her.

After swallowing, she stood up trembling.

Just now, she seemed to dream of something.

A strange dark figure broke out of her abdomen and tore her to pieces. The twisted figure, the ugly face, the crazy scarlet eyes were all as if they had seen it with their own eyes.

She reached out and touched her stomach. She was not torn open by any monster. There was no blood in other places.

Novella's hands groped around her body, only the collar seemed to have a break.

When she touched the breach, she was still a little flustered, and her palms trembled to her neck.

Fortunately, there was no wound, no pain, no moist feeling.

"Hoo --"

noven took a breath.

But just then, she found a fragment of the mirror in the corner.

Holding the mood of confirmation, she picked up the pieces of the mirror and looked at her own face reflected in the mirror through the light.

But when she saw the face reflected in the mirror, her eyes widened.

The pale, corpse like, bloodless face, the original eyes become incomparably bright red, just like the strange human monster in the dream.

Why is this?

Did you become a monster?

Novella shivered and turned the mirror over several times. However, no matter from which direction she looked at it several times, her face was still pale and terrible. Because of the tension, the palm of her hand unconsciously used its strength. The sharp pieces of the mirror split her hand and the blood flowed out.

But novella did not feel any pain. When she saw the blood flowing, she was still stunned for a moment and quickly released the mirror fragments.

And after loosening, she saw the wound on her hand healing quickly.

Novella widened her eyes and bit her lips.

"Why?"

At this moment, a voice came from nearby:

"have you found the devil? I didn't see it on my side

"I don't have one here either. Go over there and have a look?"

The conversation came towards the side of the alley.Norfina, who has been associated with bad things from all sorts of situations, hurried to run in another direction.

She did not find that a pair of cold and ruthless indifferent eyes, watching the departure, slowly disappeared in the air.

In the dark, a figure of the outline, followed her slowly.

After running forward flusterly and running for a distance, a sense of creepy hair came.

This inexplicable, not too adaptive sense of acuteness made novella not fully adapted, but her body instinct also made some reactions - to avoid the clumsiness of the skillful and dexterous completely unrelated action, and to the next.

Bang -

br > the sound of the fire gun bullet out of the bore rang while she made the evasive action.

A bullet was wiped by her and hit the drain.

The vertical drain on the outer wall was damaged by bullets and splashed with water.

Two e-level original crime hunters are blocked at the alley exit tens of meters away from novella, holding fire guns - the original crime weapons also need to be cultivated. At least one demon must be sealed into the original crime weapon. While some hunters of level E are qualified, but they do not have corresponding original crime weapons or have original crime weapons, but they are not qualified enough. The original crime weapons are not qualified It is difficult to use, only to play a very low efficiency.

And the two were the former, so they used the gun.

"Can't let it run!"

Two hunters who vaguely saw novella Dodge, looked at each other, and their eyes became sharp. One of them fumbled around his waist and pulled out a ball. In the alley, novella just threw it out of the Dodge position --

Mars emerged from the ball, burned and lit up all around.

Norfinana's awkward figure was revealed in the light of the fire.

Caught her trace, two hunters lifted the gun, and they simultaneously aimed at the position where novella had just dodged and pulled the trigger:

bang! Bang!

The sound of the gun, which was almost simultaneous, was struck at novella's right leg and shoulder.

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