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Chapter 102 Portrait

A monster's twisted howl came from the other side of the city.

"Don't we go and take a look?" Pera asked after pulling the White Knight out of a monster's body.

"Chatia will handle it." Lyon broke through the gate of Sreg's castle.

Lyon knew it was Shady there, and when she saw the twisted monster carrying a woman out of the castle, Lyon knew that the opportunity had come.

Although there is a big deviation from the prior plan, the action can begin.

Lyon's original plan was to create chaos in the city and let the queen take the opportunity to sneak into the castle, so he called Chartia, who was the most troublemaker.

According to Lyon's plan, this action should have been a textbook beheading operation, soldiers of the Gene Kingdom, the wizard tower in the Thorn City, the Bird of Paradise Guild with intelligence, the interests of the nobles in the city, and so on, will be the pawns in the hands of Lyon.

However, Lyon did not expect that the woman next to Haotian's love was too pathological. She jumped up and overturned the chessboard, and even ignited the entire room.

When he walked out of the portal and saw the chaos in the city, he gave up all plans and decided to go straight to the last step of beheading.

A team of Sreg's guards rushed out with their shields and one-handed hammers after the gate was broken.

The gorgeous velvet carpet was trampled by them, and the oil paintings and vases on the wall were knocked into useless garbage by them.

Although they looked fearful and had no idea what was happening now, they still rushed towards Lyon and Pera with a determination to die.

They let out hysterical howls, and the metal armor on their bodies will make a crisp collision sound every step they fall, and their bodies will continue to expand and twist during this advancement.

The blood-red muscles broke the skin, and the blood was reabsorbed by the muscles as soon as it flowed out. The sound of armor collision was no longer crisp. The fragments of the armor fell to the ground by the cracked and deformed armor, and then they were stepped into an inexplicable shape.

Finally, what was running to Lyon were flesh and blood golems. The texture of each of their muscles was clearly visible. The bones were no longer a necessary body structure. The one-handed warhammer in his hands became as cute as a toothpick.

The flesh and blood golem running in front roared, shattered the stone slab in front of Lyon, and then raised his fists and swung it towards Lyon's head.

The fist did not hit Lyon, and the White Knight's shield blocked the oppressive blow.

Pera stood in front of Lyon, and she once again guarded Lyon with a white knight in hand. The silver-white gun pierced through the abdomen of the flesh and blood golem, and the dragon power with lightning burst out from the wound.

The narrow space and huge energy brought about a violent explosion. Following the White Knight's point of view, all the flesh and blood golems squeezed into the castle corridor exploded, and they completely returned to the dust before they could complete their mission.

"let's go."

Lyon followed Pera and entered the castle.

When he arrived at the first corner of the corridor, Pera saw an old gentleman in a tuxedo sitting on the ground. His monocle glasses were shattered by the impact of the explosion, and his meticulous gray hair that should have been combed was also slung between his forehead.

"Mr. Butler, you should be over 100 years old this year, right? Why are you not dead yet?"

This old man was the butler of the Sreg family. He was like this when Lyon was still working in the Sreg family.

There were a pile of empty potion bottles scattered on the ground behind the old man. From the red liquid and pungent smell remaining at the mouth of the bottle, it can be roughly inferred that these potions were the culprits of the mutated guards just now.

The old man ignored Lyon's inquiries, and he took out a dagger from his arms and stabbed Lyon.

But he was too old after all. Pera grabbed the old man's wrist and with Pera's force, the dagger fell to the ground because of the crushing of the wrist bone.

The resistance continued. He took out a bottle of blue potion from his arms, and did not open it, but threw it into his mouth directly with the bottle.

The potion bottle that was bitten by teeth, the glass fragments mixed with blood and the potion were swallowed into the stomach.

With the effect of the potion, strength and youth seem to be about to return to his body.

However, the miracle did not happen. When the old man's muscles and strength were about to be strengthened to the limit due to the potion, he suddenly became weak like a broken puppet.

The flesh and blood began to wither and shrink at a faster speed. Soon after a dull sound like a fart, the last little gas left the old man's body, and the old man turned into a gray-black mummy.

Pera quickly let go of the old man's hand, "What's going on?"

"The human body is too fragile. Although Haotian has extended his lifespan due to some strengthening, this kind of potion that can make his muscles explode into monsters is obviously too serious for him." Lyon said.

"The guards are drinking red, right? Isn't this man drinking blue?"

"It's all the same, there's the stench of Ig inside."

The old man felt that he knew something, but the corpse couldn't speak, so they could only continue to walk deep into the castle.

Lyon did not find any trace of maids or servants in the castle. Maybe they were hiding in a room and trembling. Maybe they had been corrupted by Ig as monsters.

But it doesn't matter. Lyon's goal is to hide in Haotian, who is performing the ceremony somewhere in the castle.

Lyon still clearly remembered the structure of the castle. He took Pera to the second floor. After passing through a dark corridor, Lyon came to the door of the room he had only entered once.

This time he was no longer careful, and Lyon kicked the wooden door directly.

Still, as what Lyon saw in front of him for more than 20 years, the empty room was not decorated, only the portraits of extremely acquaintances on the wall with one face after another.

The arrogance of acquaintance between the eyebrows, the firm nose bridge and mean lips made the thin cheeks subjectively stretched by others.

Pera looked at the portraits and raised her eyebrows.

"These are all one person." When dragons observe humans, they observe their essence rather than their appearance characteristics.

Pera was not confused by the costumes and hairstyles of different eras, and he clearly discovered the fact that all the men in this painting were the same person.

"Those women are all alone, too," Lyon said.

"Haotian and his conspiracy should be like this kind of continuous combination of generations, and then seize the bodies of their children and grandchildren at a suitable time to live to this day," said Lyon.

"It's so disgusting. Why do you take me to see these?" Pera frowned, imagining how the two people grew into such a irrelevant family.

"Ig's stench fills this room, I think Haotian should be very close to us."
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