Chapter 877: Dogs

The night was already dark, and sleepiness hit Bologo's heart, like transporting goods. Bologg picked up Palmer and dragged the drunken him out of the Undead Club.

This kind of thing has happened many times, and Bologg was very skilled. There was a humming sound on his shoulder. Bologg adjusted his position to prevent him from spitting out Palmer. On the one hand, Bologo found this disgusting, but on the other hand, he did not want to affect the appearance of the city.

What Boluogo didn't notice was that in the darkness not far away, a pair of cold eyes were staring at him. He only moved away when he saw the two figures drifting away on the lonely street and disappearing completely. His eyes turned to the heavy door that sealed the Undead Club.

"I haven't been here for a while."

He sighed softly, as if some memories were recalled, and he smiled inexplicably.

Just as he was about to continue walking, there was some strange movement in the alley, like a group of rats hurriedly crawling past. He turned his head and looked at the shadow. The next moment, the astronauts squirmed and collapsed, turning into countless dark fish schools and blending into the shadow. , Silent Submarine.

Suddenly, an icy cold invaded reality with the arrival of the fish. The rats screamed in terror. They fled in all directions, making a splashing sound. Venomous insects and snakes also escaped from their caves. Their instinct drove them , I just want to leave this weird place as soon as possible.

Schools of fish swarmed towards him. In his field of vision, a scarlet figure gradually became clearer. At this time, the other party also noticed his approach. The scarlet figure collapsed and turned into a dark red light spot, which dissipated with the wind. surge.

The school of fish hovered where the scarlet shadow disappeared. They gathered together and formed an abrupt shadow on the ground. Then the shadow began to squirm and boil. Amidst the screams of countless bubbles bursting, a tall and bloated figure slowly appeared. Emerging slowly from the shadows.

No...it was no longer a shadow, but a ball of boiling tar.

He stood up straight with all his strength. His gray spacesuit was covered with tar. They slowly flowed and fell, and countless dark spider threads were hung on his body.

The astronaut pulled hard and broke all the lines. The squirming tar under his feet gradually subsided. The ground became hard again and the shadows were just shadows.

"I see you." The astronaut's voice was filled with joy.

The darkness didn't respond.

There was an unsettling atmosphere in the dark alley, so silent that it seemed as if time had frozen here. Although no one appeared, the shadows cast by the light on the wall seemed strange and unusual.

The moment the astronaut turned around, a scarlet shadow leaped out from the wall, slender and twisted, like a ghost trapped in the shadow.

The scarlet shadow clings to the wall and rushes towards the other end of the alley, like a target that can never be caught. It changes shape, sometimes like a black cloud hanging in the sky, and sometimes it becomes stretched out. The wolf claws coming, and the strange lines in the dancing shadows filled the entire alley with a profound illusion.

The astronaut gently raised his hand, and the surrounding shadows seemed to have taken on physical form. Amidst the boiling screams, the filthy tar turned into a swarm of pitch-black fish, chasing the scarlet shadow.

Two shadows, one after the other, crossed the street and passed the alley. They rushed at high speed under the shadow of the street lamp. The school of fish quickly collapsed at the fork in the road. Small schools of fish attacked from all directions. The hunting net quickly contracted, and finally Blocked the Scarlet Shadow in a corner.

The scarlet shadow squirmed violently, like a ball of floating blood. The blood collapsed, and a tired face appeared.

"who!"

Olivia stood up tiredly and raised the dagger in her hand. Her hair fell messily, covering most of her face.

The fish swam around her silently, as if they were teasing her, clearly keeping a safe distance, but coming in from time to time, violating Olivia's fragile sense of security.

Olivia tried her best to remain calm and restrained, and held the dagger vigilantly. The cold blade was filled with the glow of ether.

"I'm not your enemy, Olivia."

A vague and muddy sound came from the school of fish, and then the school of fish accelerated its swimming. They surrounded Olivia like a phantom, and their sharp whistles echoed in her ears.

The pitch gradually increased, and the speed of the fish became faster and faster, until the darkness connected together, like a black storm that completely enveloped Olivia, leaving no light behind.

Olivia only felt that countless ghosts were howling towards her, and her hearing was about to be crushed. In severe pain, she stretched out her hand with difficulty, trying to break away from the darkness.

The dagger stabbed hard, like striking on a high-speed rotating millstone. The high-frequency vibrations made Olivia's arms numb. During the tremor, the dagger's edge began to burn red, and countless dazzling sparks burst out.

A strange sense of distortion descended as darkness enveloped her, and Olivia felt that her body was being pulled away from another dimension, as if traveling through a winding path.

Just when Olivia was about to lose her hold and was completely swept away by the fish, there was a soft bang, the stirring fish collapsed, the darkness also dispersed one after another, and the precious light shone again, stinging Olivia Via almost couldn't open her eyes.

"Ha ha……"

Olivia gasped in pain, her body lost strength and she half-knelt on the ground.

Sweat fell in large drops. After the panic dissipated, she immediately became nervous and raised her dagger again to watch her surroundings, but there was nothing in this empty fork in the road.

She was the only one.

Olivia was a little dazed for a moment. If it weren't for the chill still lingering in her heart, she even felt that everything just now was just an illusion.

Just as she was confused, a burst of rapid dog barking came from the corner of the street. Olivia knew that she had no time. Dark red lines crawled on her skin, and then her figure disintegrated, turning into a scarlet shadow and disappearing in the darkness. When the footsteps approached, there was nothing here.

The barking of the coming dog became clearer. A slightly ferocious hound rushed out first. Its physique was several times larger than that of a normal hound. It was like a giant wolf, with iron-like red hair standing up, and a terrifying breath spread everywhere.

It sniffed the place where Olivia had just been, panting in its throat, and opened its mouth with fangs.

"Be quiet, Xiaohong."

The voice came from behind the hound, and it immediately stopped panting, its ears stood up, and sat down obediently.

Xinda came over, rubbed the hound's head vigorously, and praised, "Xiaohong is so good."

The vicious hound immediately became stupid, stuck out its tongue, and rubbed Xinda's hand.

Xinda walked in front of the hound, squatted down and carefully checked the ground, and then another voice sounded.

"What did it find?"

Kemp wiped the sweat from his forehead and complained in his heart. This hound can really run. It rushed so far in one breath. If he was not a condenser, he might not be able to catch up with it.

"What else can it find? Naturally, it is the traces of the Night Clan."

After checking around, Xinda scratched the hound's chin, with a glimmer in his eyes, "Xiaohong said that it smelled the scent of the Night Clan here. The smell is very fresh. She was here just now, but she suddenly disappeared again."

"Is it like this again?"

Kemp complained in a low voice. This period of hunting was almost like this. The hound found traces, but there was no gain at all.

Xinda analyzed, "As a hunter, don't be impatient. At least we can infer that the night tribe has some kind of displacement ability, and this displacement may be close to the power of the winding path. Otherwise, her movement will at least leave a trace of smell, rather than scattered points in the city."

"Okay, okay."

Kemp waved his hand, feeling helpless, but he had no choice, after all, the other party was an expert in tracking.

"What should we do next?" Kemp asked.

"What else can we do? Keep chasing her," Xinda said rationally, "Sooner or later she will not be able to run."

Xinda suddenly straightened up, blew a loud whistle, and then shouted.

"Go! Dogs!"

The next moment, the hounds rushed out of the street, like a red phantom, searching for breath in a carpet-like manner. More complicated footsteps sounded, and one hound after another rushed out from the corners of the alleys. They gathered in groups and suddenly dispersed. The barking of dogs sounded under the night, and in the deeper part of the night, the falcons silently passed over the buildings.

"Group 6, hurry up." Xinda urged.

"I know, I know."

Kemp responded helplessly, quickly following Xinda onto the street. He hated working overtime late at night, and even more hated working with a group of unfamiliar people.

"Group 5, Heart Hunter Bow."

Kemp muttered in his heart. This was the action group that Xinda belonged to. Like Group 8 and the Disaster Warning Team, Group 5 also had little presence in the Order Bureau, but this lack of presence was not because of their special functions, but because everyone in this action group was a little... different.

"Like hunters in the old days, responsible for tracking and hunting..."

Kemp continued to recall the information related to Group 5. These were the parts about their functions. It can be said that Group 5 was a bounty hunter per capita, wandering outside the Order Bureau, hunting those wanted enemies.

If it were just these, Group 5 would look pretty normal. Other action groups would also accept some hunting missions when necessary, which was no big deal.

What really makes the fifth group very different is that they have no interest in strengthening their own alchemical matrix. More often, they will cultivate and raise alchemical creatures to fight for them.

A group of hunters and animal trainers.

As Kemp was thinking this, he heard a flapping sound of wings. He felt his shoulders sink and turned around to see a green parrot landing on him.

"Hello! Hello!"

The parrot made a lot of noise at Kemp, but fortunately Kemp was used to it and didn't get rid of this guy immediately.

"Hello, Little Green." Xinda turned around and greeted the parrot.

Kemp couldn't help asking, "Little Green, are you so casual in naming?"

"I think it's OK, concise and clear, is there any problem?" Xinda said again, "Too long names can be troublesome sometimes."

"For example?"

"For example, if you ask it to bite the enemy, the enemy may run away before you finish calling the name."

Xinda continued, "There is indeed such a case. One of our team members named his hound Respidios Reminiano..."

The voice paused for a moment, and Xinda said again, "No, it seems to be called Corey..."

"Okay, stop reading!" Kemp interrupted quickly.

"In short, during an operation, when he called the name to 'Remi', the enemy ran away. Since then, our action team has a rule that when naming a partner, the length of the name cannot exceed a certain length."

Kemp complained, "Psycho!"

...

The scarlet shadow quickly disappeared from his field of vision. The school of fish returned from the shadow and once again lurked in the shadow under the astronaut. The astronaut sighed helplessly. He is a focused person and does not like to be distracted when doing things. People interrupt.

The astronaut slowly lowered his arms and turned to look at the man who had interrupted him.

"Leviathan."

He directly called the astronaut's real name, "You shouldn't be here."

There was a burst of weird laughter from under the golden mask, and the mirror reflected the ridiculous posture of the visitor, a complete set of doll cats.

The astronaut asked directly, "Did you just get off work from the amusement park? Sai Zong."

"What are you doing here?" Sai Zong's words were full of vigilance and threats.

"I……"

The astronaut was silent for a moment, then said, "I'm here for you."

The school of fish reappeared, and they swam rapidly around the astronauts and Sai Zong until they formed a dark storm that blocked all light.

Collapse.

When the school of fish dispersed and the light returned, the astronaut returned to the gate of the Undead Club again, only this time there was a Sai Zong beside him.

"To be precise, I'm here for Samuel."

The astronaut looked at the isolated door, his tone full of nostalgia, as if he was missing his blood brother.

"What on earth are you going to do?"

This time, Sai Zong's voice was extremely cold. It seemed that if the astronaut couldn't give him a satisfactory answer, Sai Zong wouldn't mind fighting here.

The astronaut said, "Compared to this, aren't you going to invite me in for a sit-down?"

"Are you sure?" Sai Zong thought he heard a joke, "That's my...our land."

"How about just taking it as a gesture of friendly negotiation?"

The astronaut said, raising his hands in a gesture of surrender.

"I want to talk to you and Samuel about the upcoming dispute..."

"We are not interested in strife!"

Sai Zong angrily interrupted the astronaut's words. For a moment, his body seemed to be on fire, and the doll costume on his body turned into ashes and dispersed, revealing the horrific body covered with scars and burns.

"Since fighting doesn't work, how about another one?"

The astronaut thought for a while and suggested.

"Eternal...peace?"