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In the first confrontation, Maric relied on his wisdom to dodge the monster at the moment it pounced, and at the same time, he scratched a bloody mark on the monster with one claw.
Hastur squatted down and took the opportunity to cut the monster's leg.
The sword in the staff was sharper than he had expected, and it almost cut the monster's bones with just one strike!
The monster's front legs were injured, and its body shook. It screamed, and the heads on its body also let out a mournful cry.
The sound waves of the wail spread like ripples, and Hastur and Maric's minds were affected by the sound, and their ears were shaken.
All of a sudden, all kinds of strange feelings came to my mind, and I began to feel dazed, dull, and unable to move.
"No sound is allowed here!"
Hastur bit his lips hard, and the pain of bleeding brought him a moment of clarity, and he forced himself to make this rule.
The wailing sound died away, and Hastur and Maric were able to recover from that strange state.
The monster also took advantage of the gap just now and escaped for a distance.
It shook its head and tried to shake the bell on its neck, but no sound came out.
There was a hint of confusion in its eyes, and it looked a little silly.
Maric would not give it a chance. Relying on his werewolf physique, he jumped forward directly. Hastur followed him and seized the opportunity to stab it twice.
Two bloody holes were pierced through the room. Although they were not big, the blood was flowing out and it was difficult to stop it.
After being hit again, the monster seemed to realize that fighting in such a narrow corridor would not be conducive to its flexibility, so it changed direction and fled from the corridor area!
Hastur and Maric would certainly not let it escape like this.
Maric chased after him first, and Hasta told Lecturer Foren to go back along the original route, and he also followed with a kerosene lamp.
Chapter 64 The Script Written by the Devil
Am I the only one?
Lecturer Fulun held the kerosene lamp and was stunned for a long time. Then he carefully held the kerosene lamp and returned to the direction he came from.
Before leaving, he took a look at the living corpse. In the dim light, the living corpse's face became increasingly pale and terrifying.
If you look carefully, you can see that the eyes of the living corpse are as black as a penetrating black crystal, which is in sharp contrast with his face.
He shuddered and hurriedly walked away.
Arriving at the secret door in the basement, the living corpse left here was unable to detect his presence because it was in the darkness.
When the light of the kerosene lamp shone on him, Lecturer Foulun's heart stopped for half a beat on the spot, his face turned pale, and he was almost frightened to the point of sitting on the ground.
Fortunately, he remembered in time that there was a person who stayed here to guard the door, and he seemed to look like this.
Why can't you say something?
Does it have to be so scary?
Lecturer Fulun swallowed his saliva, with a scared look on his face, and was very speechless in his heart.
The four people who followed tonight were like ice sculptures, and they didn't even say a word.
He tried to communicate with the other party, but the other party ignored him at all and just stared at him, making him feel uncomfortable all over.
Lecturer Foulun shrank back and held on to the kerosene lamp in his hand. He didn't waste time here. He had to go out to help move the reinforcements.
Although Mr. Hasta did not explain, he felt it was necessary to ask the police officer for a favor.
After leaving the bell tower, Lecturer Foulen ran all the way to the room where the two police officers lived and knocked on the door.
As for the others, he couldn't trust anyone now, especially Dean Bard.
The two police officers were soon awakened by Lecturer Follen's knock on the door and opened the door.
Lecturer Foulun quickly gave a brief summary of what had just happened. He only mentioned that there was a secret room in the secret passage in the basement, and that there was a very scary monster in the secret room. He did not mention Hastur and Marichijin. An unusual place at night.
The two police officers listened carefully, then followed Lecturer Foulun to the clock tower, entered the basement, and came to the secret passage. Sure enough, they found an empty secret room.
The three people held the lights and entered the secret room one after another. Lecturer Foulun glanced around curiously and found no one who had been guarding here before.
The dim kerosene lamp could hardly illuminate the dark secret room, and could only barely dispel the darkness of about three meters around.
As they went deeper, the sound of sword blades slicing sounded. The two police officers took out their pistols and moved forward cautiously.
Vaguely, a small group of dim light from a kerosene lamp appeared in front of him, which was the source of the sound of the sword.
It's Mr. Hastur!
After getting closer, Lecturer Foulun could barely recognize Hasta's figure through the light. He shouted excitedly and signaled the two police officers not to shoot casually to avoid accidental injuries.
In the dim light, every time Frost's sword blade passed by, a head fell to the ground.
One of them rolled and came to the three of them. It was the head of a child. His face was covered in blood, his eyes were open, and his teeth were exposed. It was very scary.
The two police officers were startled, and they quickly raised their pistols, pointed them at Hastur, who was constantly waving the sword, and shouted at the same time:
"Sir Campbell, please stop your ridiculous behavior.
Otherwise, we will shoot!"
"Don't get too close yet."
Hasta replied calmly, then moved away from his body and held the kerosene lamp in front of him so that the three instructors behind him could see clearly.
I saw an indescribable beast lying on the ground at the moment, with the heads of children on its body. A large gash was pulled out in its abdomen, dripping with blood, and everywhere on its body. A series of sword marks.
It was not completely dead yet and was still panting. Every time Hastur cut off a child's head with his sword, its body would tremble slightly and let out a very weak cry.
"This this……"
The two young police officers were greatly frightened by this scene. Although Lecturer Foulen emphasized to them many times along the way that a terrifying monster appeared in the secret room, although they were nervous, they were not very afraid.
He was probably just a wild beast in his mind, and his pistol could handle it.
But they have never seen such an unimaginable monster.
Just looking at the pile of heads on the monster's body can make your whole body feel itchy and numb.
It’s hard to imagine how much courage this young Baron, Baron Campbell, must have to stand here and kill this monster with one sword after another without any expression on his face!
When the heads of all the children on the monster were chopped off, it also lost its last bit of vitality.
has it ended?
The two police officers looked at each other and shuddered.
On the other side, Lecturer Foulun had already come to Hastur and asked in a low voice: "Where is Mr. Maric?"
"He's fine, he just doesn't like to see too many outsiders."
"Oh." Lecturer Foulun nodded and let go of his worries. He didn't see Mr. Maric just now and thought he was eaten by this terrible monster.
After a moment of silence, Lecturer Foulun asked again: "Have you found the teacher?"
Hastur said calmly: "No, but he should be fine."
"??"
There was a puzzled look on Lecturer Foulun's face. He wanted to know how Hastur came to this conclusion, or whether he was simply comforting him.
"This monster doesn't like to eat adults, it only likes children."
"But what if someone else wants to murder the teacher..."
Lecturer Foulun thought of another possibility, and Hasta glanced at him, "Then be prepared to lose a teacher."
Hastur did not chat with Lecturer Foulen for too long. He walked over and asked the two police officers to report what happened here. At the same time, he asked them to invite the clergy of the Church of the Night Goddess to appease the souls who could not sleep in peace after death.
……
The next day, just after dawn, a group of police officers hurriedly arrived along with five clergymen of the Church of the Goddess of the Night.
Before a large number of police officers turned the entire workhouse upside down, Professor Wayne appeared with Vice President Bard.
Lecturer Foulun was very happy to greet him, while Hastur sighed, without any overly happy expression on his face.
Professor Wayne is still alive, which is naturally a joyful thing, but he has been staying with Vice Dean Bard.
If he guessed correctly, Professor Wayne was really in danger this time, and it was a life-and-death crisis. At the critical moment of life and death, it must be Vice Dean Bud.
It was like a divine soldier descending from the sky to save Professor Wayne.
After that everything fell into place.
The secret room was discovered, the monster was killed, and the cause of the death of the children could also be attributed to the dead Dean Dahn.
It was precisely because Dean Dahn died and no one could control the monster that what happened last night happened.
Vice Dean Bard, who saved Professor Wayne and had an alibi and motive, could naturally take this opportunity to sever all ties.
In this way, all the hidden landmines in the workhouse will be removed, and a new era for Dean Bard will begin.
This is a pretty good script.
Well, yes, it's just a script, a script that was arranged by someone.
While Hastur was thinking, Bud and Professor Wayne looked over.
One is curious, the other is embarrassed.
"Hasta, you are indeed my most proud student. You always use your courage and wisdom to solve all problems in times of crisis."
Professor Wayne walked over with a smile and wanted to give Hastur a close hug, but Hastur blocked him with his hand.
"Professor Wayne, as a teacher, you disappeared twice in the same place. How can you set a good example for us students? Don't you know that your reckless behavior will make others worry?"
"..."
Professor Wayne showed an embarrassed and ashamed expression on his face. Before he could say anything, Hastur stepped forward, gently hugged Professor Wayne, winked and smiled, "Welcome back, my teacher."
Lecturer Foren at the side couldn't help laughing out loud, Professor Wayne also showed a helpless smile on his face, and Bud withdrew his gaze from here.
What happened next exactly developed as Hastur had expected.
Dean Bud, who has since died, bears all the blame for this heinous case.
Hastur did not say anything about this, and left the workhouse with Professor Wayne and Lecturer Foren under the watchful eyes of Bud.
That night, a letter of denunciation was delivered to the Church of the Goddess of Night.