Chapter 187 Waiting

In the dark basement, when Fiona walked to a place, the needle in her hand suddenly jumped. It jumped gently in Fiona's hand and slowly jumped towards the edge of her palm.

"It should be down there." Fiona pinched the restless needle. A faint black film appeared on her right arm, and she slowly groped in the blood pool.

"Hmm..." Suddenly her eyes lit up. She touched a very hard object on the left side, which was different from the touch of internal organs.

"Wow..." As her arm was raised, a pure black suitcase appeared in Fiona's sight. The suitcase was all black, and the box mouth was sealed in a special way. With its appearance, the air suddenly became quiet, extremely quiet.

"Bang..." As if the sound of a huge hammer came from the box, breaking the silence, the box swayed in the air, and a huge bump appeared on the black suitcase, and then the suitcase returned to its original state. Seeing that the things inside were restless, Fiona gently took out the needle and put it next to the box. As they approached, the box became completely quiet. Seeing this, Fiona slowly took back the needle and walked towards the stairs with the suitcase.

"Let me go, I will... give you everything, anything." Intermittent consciousness came from the suitcase, and this voice went straight into Fiona's heart. This voice seemed to hypnotize Fiona's steps and froze.

"Hmph..." After nearly ten seconds, Fiona snorted coldly and walked forward with a firm look in her eyes. As for these confusing words, she could only bear it.

In the room, Camus could not go out, so he could only walk around the room at will, expecting to find something, but the whole room was covered with blood and bloodshot, and there was nothing to find. Just as he was about to look through the bookshelf, he suddenly heard steady footsteps coming from the basement, and the sound became clearer and closer.

"Is it coming up? Faster than I thought." Camus retracted his arm and looked quietly in the direction of the basement. In the shadow of the basement door, Fiona saw Camus not far away, and her tone was a little heavy.

"You must stay three meters away from me now. Remember, at any time, you will be in danger if you exceed this distance."

"Okay... What should we do now? Go out directly?" Camus nodded and asked Fiona what to do next.

"No... The box was contaminated by the evil ritual, and there was a problem with the seal. I need to reinforce it. Wait a moment." Fiona solemnly put the box on the ground, and then took out a bottle of light golden liquid from her left pocket. As the liquid appeared, Camus felt that the air around him suddenly became hotter, and the box in front of Fiona was shaking slightly.

"Let me go, you will get together, let me go...you will get eternal life." A deep-rooted word appeared in Camus's ears. This voice was so clear and so relaxing. Camus suddenly remembered the voices of his family, as if these voices were the voices of his family, so close to him. Just when Camus was about to take a step, a loud shout woke up the confused Camus.

"Three meters, remember not to get three meters close to me." Fiona's face flushed very red. She took out the needle from her pocket with difficulty and inserted it into her arm. The needle moved rapidly at the moment it was inserted into his arm, like a child's lips, devouring Fiona's blood, and the blood it devoured didn't know where it went. Seeing such a terrifying scene, Camus woke up immediately and took a few steps back.

"Come here...eternal life", as if sensing danger, the confusing words in the box became stronger, they surrounded Camus' ears, and every word made Camus' head hum.

"Damn..." Camus found that covering his ears was useless. He had a strong impulse in his heart. If it weren't for the crisis awareness and instinct of his body to restrain this impulse, he would have passed it long ago.

"Hiss..." Seeing that something was wrong, Camus broke off a piece of broken glass from the window and inserted it into his thigh. The strong stinging pain broke Camus's muddled consciousness and made him clear all of a sudden. The moment he regained consciousness, Camus rolled back and was farther away from Fiona.

As for Fiona, because there was a needle on her arm, she looked very normal, but her face was a little pale. She sneered at the needle on her arm that swallowed her blood, quickly opened the lid of the golden potion, and quickly poured it on the box.

"Hiss..." The potion penetrated into the box, and layers of mist appeared at the interface of the box. They quickly spread throughout the room, and the box that was still jumping just now became completely quiet.

"Cough cough..." The white mist was very spicy, and Camus covered his eyes while coughing.

"Come and help me, this damn needle has swallowed at least a quarter of my blood in just a few seconds." Hearing the voice, Camus looked up and found Fiona slumped in the same place with a pale face. There was still blood on her arm. As for the needle, it should have been pulled out by her.

"You said not to get closer than three meters." Camus turned his eyes to the box, his tone slightly hesitant.

"You can come over, he is sealed and will not affect people." Fiona sighed helplessly and struggled to stand up.

Seeing that he was really fine, Camus walked over slowly and put her arm on his shoulder.

"Go out now?" Camus looked at the closed door and asked Fiona.

"Of course, you have to put the box in a conspicuous place." Fiona said weakly.

"Do you trust the people of the Church of the Sun so much?" Camus looked at the black suitcase and asked calmly.

"The newly transferred Guang Jieli is not bad. This time he brought people from the "Tribunal". Those people are not weak professions like Guang Jieli." Fiona said elegantly. If it weren't for her pale face, Camus would have thought she was fine.

"Tribunal", Camus's face became heavy when he heard this organization. When he was chatting with Susie and others, he learned from them that the Tribunal of the Church is an extremely powerful internal organization. There are fighters of three paths of sequence five, and the combat effectiveness is extremely strong. I didn't expect that the newly appointed Guang Jieli would have such a background.

As his thoughts surged, Camus slowly pushed open the door, and the police and citizens who were waiting nervously outside also saw the miserable situation of the two. After so many things, the figures of the two were already blood red, as if they had crawled out of blood, looking very creepy.

"Hiss..." Seeing that Camus and the other two were in such a miserable state, Teach hurried over to support Camus.

"Are you all right? I'll call a doctor right away..." Ms. Yana supported Fiona, her tone full of care.

"Didn't I say to disperse the crowd? How come there are so many people?" Seeing so many people outside, Fiona looked at Teach coldly. When the cultists come to kill them, will these civilians care or not?

"This..." Teach looked up at Camus and couldn't say a word.

"My fault, I didn't think it was so complicated. I only asked them to disperse the people within 200 meters, and you didn't tell me. I didn't know your plan until I went in." Camus looked at the wound on his thigh and said helplessly?

"I'll go to disperse it now..." Teach was relieved to see Camus take the responsibility, and secretly blamed herself that next time she encountered such a thing, she would disperse all the people within 1,000 meters regardless of size.

"No need..." Fiona stretched out her hand to stop Director Teach. After looking at the wound on Camus' thigh, she pointed to the house behind her.

"Deal with the things inside. I believe you know how to deal with the remnants of ritual magic."

"Okay..." Camus recalled for a moment and remembered that Susie had told him that these ritual remnants could be dispelled with fire, so he nodded slightly and turned to walk towards the house.