Chapter 29 Scare

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The limbs were separated, and the blood spurted.

Calder's broken arm flew into Cowan's hands.

Kewen was about to say something, but stopped.

He looked down at the arm in his hand, and saw that the arm was decaying and weathering at a very fast speed.

In less than two breaths, the originally flesh and blood arm was completely turned into fly ash.

Cowan looked up at Calder.

At this time, the blood at the fractured shoulder of the other party no longer spurted out, as if the faucet had been screwed on the valve.

Then, the granulation quickly tangled and grew from the cut surface of the wound.

It didn't take long for a brand-new fleshy arm to be reborn. Except for the slightly whiter skin, it was no different from the previous arm.

Of course, the process of reorganization is not that easy.

This made Calder go through a heart-wrenching ordeal.

After the arm was restored, Calder was in so much pain that he could only breathe.

Cowen thought for a moment, waved Calder down from the air, and then he stepped forward and came to Calder, who was lying on the ground.

Looking down at the other party, Kewen said apologetically, "Sorry, if you want to blame it, blame fate. Who told you to be the first to come out?"

Bending over, Cowen put his hand to Calder's chest.

At the same time, he continued: "I have to give all the forces a sufficient warning, so it can only be you."

laugh!

"what--"

The screams sounded, and Calder raised his hand convulsively, trying to grab Kewen's wrist.

But Cowen moved quickly. After inserting his palm into Calder's chest, he quickly pulled out his hand.

With the other hand, a holy light was sprinkled, and a red magic power was sprinkled.

Then he grabbed the beating heart in his hand and said, "This is a witch's heart. With this heart, the other party will be resurrected at the right time, and that's how your immortality came."

Looking back from the heart in his hand, Cowen looked down at Calder again.

He said to the stunned Calder: "I made an ordinary heart for you, so you are no longer immortal."

"certainly."

Kewen raised the heart in his hand and gestured: "I will destroy this heart, and correspondingly, it can be regarded as completely killing the witch waiting to be resurrected."

After the words fell, Kewen didn't give Calder any chance to express his opinion at all. He instantly folded the five fingers of his right hand.

puff!

A muffled sound appeared, and the beating heart suddenly burst open.

The flesh and blood fell to the ground, and quickly annihilated and turned into flying ashes. A woman's screams appeared for a brief moment, and the sound stopped abruptly.

Kewen shook his right hand and removed the blood stains on his hand.

Then he looked down at Calder and said, "Why don't you try? You have lost the ability to die now, and you have also lost the ability to heal yourself."

Hearing this, Calder finally refocused his distracted eyes.

He looked at Kewen, and then half sat up with very weak support.

With great effort, he took out a short dagger from his pocket, and Calder stroked it lightly in the palm of his hand.

Wounds appear and blood flows.

This time, Calder's wound did not show any signs of recovery.

An inaudible sigh sounded.

Calder seemed to lose his strength, and his shoulders shrugged.

At the same time, he murmured in despair: "So...the body of immortality came like this..."

"Okay, the punishment is over."

Kewen looked around and said, "Bring the matter here back to the Holy See and warn them not to come and mess with me again. Next time, I won't be as good as I am now."

After the words fell, Kewen waved his hand to open the portal.

As he walked towards the door, he joked without looking back: "Enjoy your retirement, I suggest you start a family of motorcyclists, it's better not to see you again, Dominic..."

As Kewen's voice disappeared,

The portal also closed instantly.

After the last trace of blue sparks fell to the ground and dissipated, Calder lay back on the ground again.

Smashing the ground with a muffled sound, Calder stared at the ceiling of the abandoned factory, and his eyes were full of confusion and bewilderment.

...

On the other side, Kewen opened the portal to the lobby on the first floor of the office.

After feeling for the third floor, he walked towards the stairs.

In the process of going upstairs, Kewen reviewed today's events.

He felt that his shot was quite appropriate.

Let the legendary thugs of the Holy See lose their immortality, this matter should soon spread from the Holy See.

This will scare a lot of people.

If someone wants to plan something, they must first weigh their own strength.

After thinking about it, Kewen had already reached the third floor, and raised his hand and pushed open the bedroom door.

The little girl Farah was really cleaning up the room, but she was very absent-minded.

She stared straight and didn't know what she was thinking, and the sheet in her hand had been turned over several times by her.

But Farah didn't notice this at all, and was still mechanically making the bed there.

Kewen shook his head slightly at this, and then he coughed as a reminder.

Farah jolted back to her senses and immediately looked at the door.

After discovering Kewen, the little girl immediately threw away the sheets and rushed over.

Stopping in front of Kewen, Fala raised her head and hesitated, but in the end she could only forcefully pull the corners of her mouth and smile: "Boss... Are you finished?"

"Speak straight."

Kewen pressed the opponent's forehead and pushed him away, then walked into the room.

No longer hiding anything, he waved his hand, and the bed instantly returned to level.

"This, is this also magic?" Farah whispered enviously.

"Yes." Kewen leaned over and sat down by the bed, watching the little girl and admitting, "This is magic."

"Then... that boss..."

Farah was entangled, hesitated for a moment, and asked tentatively, "Can I? I mean... can I learn magic?"

Seeing the cautious look of the little girl, Kewen couldn't help but twitch the corners of his mouth.

Then he turned serious again and said seriously: "Listen to Farah, the extraordinary world is not as charming as you think!"

"The world of ordinary people is hard enough, and the extraordinary world has many more dangers."

"I'm not afraid!

' Farah responded immediately, almost without thinking.

Cowen shook his head.

He listed: "From evil spirits to hell creatures, from wizards to various evil gods, and some other messy things."

"Once you step into the extraordinary world, you will no longer face ordinary people, but these dangerous existences."

"You will not know who you are provoking because of what, and you will be inexplicably involved in the conflict."

"You may face the pursuit of evil spirits and hell creatures, or you may be cursed unknowingly."

Seeing the little girl's face turning pale, Kewen stopped.

Give some time for the little girl to continue thinking about it, and then Kewen asked, "So, do you still insist on stepping into the circle of the extraordinary world?"

"I……"

Farah hesitated, but there was still some hope on his face.

Seeing this, Kewen immediately added fuel to the fire: "You have also seen it, and even experienced it yourself."

With a pretentious sigh, Kewen shook his head and said, "Just because I stole some people's business, the defendant was sent to the Holy See, and the Holy See sent wizard hunters to hunt them down, and even implicated you as an innocent person."

"After sending you back just now, I had a real fight with that guy. If you don't believe me, you can go there and have a look."

Kewen avoided the slightest and continued to frighten: "The entire factory was blown up by explosives. This is because they are the Holy See and cannot use any despicable means."

"But what if it was another faction? A sneak attack, poison, curse..."

After frightening Farah's face even more pale, Kewen concluded: "There are more terrifying consequences that are inconvenient to describe, so, do you still insist on that idea?"

"I-I can't wait..."

Farah was so frightened that she broke out in a cold sweat.

She shook her head timidly and lost, and smiled reluctantly: "Listening to the boss, I, I think it's good to be an ordinary person..."

"now it's right."

Cowen nodded in satisfaction.

In order to prevent the little girl from changing her mind, he made a final threat.

Deliberately pressing his throat, Kewen induced a picture to the little girl.

"Just imagine."

As if telling a ghost story, Kewen said solemnly, "After mastering extraordinary abilities, you will have to face those evil spirits every day!"

"For example, now, there is an evil spirit and a devil floating behind you!"

"You don't want to face them all the time in the future, right? When you open your eyes in the morning, you find an evil spirit that is even scarier than a horror movie drooling at you..."

"ah--"

The little girl screamed suddenly.

Covering her ears and burying her hair, she charged and slammed into Cowen's arms within a few steps.

"Don't say it! Don't say it!"

While drilling into Kewen's arms, Farah kept screaming in fear.

This made Kewen couldn't help but let out a silent laugh.

Of course, after frightening, you have to comfort, you can't let the little girl have any psychological shadow.

So Kewen said while stroking Farah's hair: "It's okay, don't be afraid, as long as you can't see them, they can't see you, and there's me, so don't be afraid."

"Really, really?"

Farah opened her eyes cautiously. She looked up at Kewen's eyes and confirmed with a pitiful look: "They really can't see me?"

"real!"

Kewen nodded heavily, as sincere as he looked.

"But, but I'm still afraid..."

Farah said uncomfortably: "Boss, please don't leave my sight these days."

Cowan was dumbfounded.

Does he seem to have tricked himself?

And it is.

In the next week, Kewen was completely entangled by the little girl Farah.

During the day, she had to stay with the other party on the first floor. At night, the little girl didn't go home, but huddled on the sofa in Kewen's bedroom for the night.

This made Kewen have no choice but to talk to Yi Ermian, and even if he wanted to find a good friend to exercise, there was no suitable venue...

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