HBWnovel Chapter 11 11
Chapter 11 11
The figure that gradually emerged from the darkness belonged to Margaret. I don't know if it was because of the dim light, but the expression on the girl's face looked gloomy and weird.Crowley straightened his clothes and looked around strangely, but there was no trace of the pirate leader in his field of vision.
"Damn blasphemer..." A low voice floated in the darkness, and Margaret rushed to Crowley in the next second.
"What?!" The red-haired vampire turned his head subconsciously, and the strong wind from Margaret's fist brushed his cheek.The speed at which the girl attacked him was beyond the reach of a human being. Seeing that the opponent was not forgiving, Crowley hurriedly took a step back, only to escape the attack.
"Huh... so dangerous, what is this?" Crowley stood not far from Margaret, and even exhaled leisurely.
"It seems that there are gods in this temple." Ferid folded his arms indifferently, without any intention of helping.
"God? I think it's a ghost?" Crowley raised his eyebrows and replied without counting on the other party, "Ghost..."
The unfinished words were interrupted by a scream, and Ferid yelled in an unmistakably excited tone: "Ah! Crowley, here she is again!"
"Go to hell, blasphemer!" The girl cursed bitterly.
"You can do me a favor anyway." Crowley sighed, and faced Margaret who was attacking him again. Although the girl's speed and strength had exceeded the limit of human beings, these movements were in his eyes. Still like a child.This time, Crowley didn't push away, but instead went up to the girl, tightly grasping her fisting wrist, and with a backhand, firmly held her between his arms.
Like a beast trapped in a cage, Margaret struggled violently, and kept repeating the same words full of hatred like raving: "Damn! Damn blasphemer! Die..."
"Ferid, what should we do?" Crowley maintained his restraint on the opponent, and turned to look at the silver-haired vampire helplessly.
"Hmm~ She seems to be possessed by something~" Said indifferently, Ferid lifted the girl's long hair, his eyes lingered greedily on the arteries flowing with blood, "Anyway, let me enjoy it Let's go."
Ferid's fangs pierced into Margaret's white neck, and the sound of swallowing "gurgling" and the girl's panting echoed in the dark passage.Crowley felt the girl's struggle between his arms gradually weaken until she collapsed limply against his chest.
"Huh... that's it, although it's not enough." Ferid licked the remaining blood on his lips with satisfaction, and raised the corners of his lips.
"So what's going on here?" Crowley asked again.
Turning his head, Ferid replied with an elusive smile: "Didn't I say it? It seems that the god of this temple has possessed her."
"Well……"
A slight groan came from behind Crowley, and the red-haired vampire turned his head to look at the girl on his back.Obviously, it was impossible for Ferid to condescend to do physical work like transporting an unconscious person, so Crowley could only do it for him.Sighing, mourning his hard life, the red-haired vampire saw the girl's eyelids tremble a few times, and then opened his eyes.
"This is...what's wrong...ah?!" Blinking her eyes in confusion, it took a while for Margaret to recall her memory and let out a cry of surprise.
Ferid leaned forward and said, "Are you awake? Come and thank me, but I saved you!"
You just took the opportunity to fill your stomach, right?Crowley ignored Ferid with a helpless smile, and just asked the girl, "Since you're awake, can you go by yourself?"
"Hmm..." Margaret responded weakly, jumped off Crowley's back, and staggered, "It's so heavy...I'm..."
"Probably because you were possessed by something strange," Ferid said, and added with a smile after a pause, "You just yelled to kill us two 'blasphemers.'"
The reason for your heavy body is actually excessive blood loss—Crowry thought about it without making a sound, but just looked at Margaret and asked, "What happened after you separated from us? Don't you remember?"
"I..." The girl frowned, and tried to shake her head, but the frown became tighter, "I just remember that after we walked for a while, I suddenly felt very angry..."
"Angry?" Crowley raised his eyebrows strangely. Is there really something strange in the temple as Ferid said?
"Anger what?" Ferid asked knowingly with a smile.
"..." An embarrassing blush appeared on Margaret's face, she lowered her eyes and did not answer.
Ferid laughed even more when he saw this, and said viciously: "Could it be that we two sodomites are unforgivable, so they want to execute us for God?"
"I……"
Before Margaret could finish speaking, Ferid said again: "But Crowley and I are really in love. We are so in love that we can't help but go to hell. Seeing how we love each other so much Can't you spare us for the sake of it?" He put his hands together on his chest, looking at the girl expectantly, like a suspect waiting to be sentenced.Of course, if it weren't for that disgustingly sweet voice and exaggerated demeanor, perhaps Crowley would have believed him.
Sighing, Crowley said, "Stop talking."
The guilt in Margaret's eyes deepened, and she murmured: "I hate sodomites... But I really didn't want to kill you... It's just that I can't control my anger... Oh, what am I What's the matter?"
"It seems that something has aroused the desire in your heart." Ferid nodded and concluded.
Too lazy to watch Ferid torture the poor girl with guilt, Crowley looked around and suddenly said, "By the way, don't you think we've been walking for a long time?"
Margaret raised her head when she heard the sound, frowned and asked, "By the way, where's Neil?"
"Is he not with you?" Crowley looked at the girl.
Margaret showed a look of trying to remember again, and said with difficulty: "We should be together before, but then... no, I can't remember, it seemed that anger blinded my eyes at that time, except for wanting to vent This anger, there's nothing left in my head."
"Hmm... By the way, it should have only been about 10 minutes from the time we fell down to the time we met Mary, even though we did that, but we have been walking in the direction Mary came from just now for nearly an hour. , but didn't see a place to go up, isn't it a bit strange?"
That's right, they have been moving forward in a straight passage since just now, with no forks or steps, just moving forward blindly.Crowley turned to Ferid: "You mean we've been under some kind of illusion?"
"Hmm... the illusion that can affect the brains of nobles, it seems that the gods here are a little more powerful than I imagined." With a smile on the corner of Ferid's mouth, he looked back at Crowley, "Crowry, it's up to you up."
Another physical activity.Crowley sighed, put his finger on the hilt of the sword at his waist, and warned: "If there is a landslide, I will not care about you."
Ferid just smiled and said nothing, as if urging Crowley to stop talking nonsense with his eyes, and quickly follow what he said.
Crowley sighed again, tightened his fingers and pulled out the long sword. In the next second, a beam of light and strong wind swept out from the swinging sword, sweeping across the space surrounding them.
"What..." Margarita opened her mouth wide in surprise, staring ahead.
The air twisted and trembled as if it had been cut by the sword light, revealing its true appearance.They had already left the previous corridor and were in a dark secret room.It's just that because of Crowley's blow just now, most of the stone walls and pillars in the room were shattered as if they had been swept by a typhoon.
"Here is... ah!"
Hearing Margaret's scream, Crowley took a closer look and saw that the secret room was full of corpses like the previous hall, but judging from their clothes, these corpses belonged to the expedition team from England this time.
"So they are all here..." Crowley murmured, but then a strange feeling aroused his vigilance, "Wait, there are others?!"
Crowley raised his head abruptly, and saw the blond pirate standing quietly in front of him, his face covered with strange patterns, reminding him of something that only existed in Ferid's description——
"ghost……"