Chapter 117: One Month Gap
Boom!
In a room of an apartnt, at the sa ti as the gate opened, there was a loud explosion. Lod glided out in an extrely sorry state and slamd into the wardrobe in the corner.
Dong!
The wooden wardrobe that looked very high-end was smashed by Lod in an instant. All kinds of high-end clothes fell down and buried his whole body inside.
Huchi... Huchi...
Lod tore open the clothes that buried him. His whole body was lying on the floor in a shape. His chest was rising and falling violently, and he was breathing heavily like a bellows.
Although the distance between the Dangai and the modern world was not long, the degree of stimulation was simply outrageous!
The pressure and tension that the Kōtotsu gave him was even more than when he was facing Gabriel and Lucifer!
It was too dangerous...
It was really just a little bit more, and the Kōtotsu caught up with him!
Lod was careless. He did not expect that the speed of Kōtotsu was faster than the original work. Moreover, it could constantly accelerate. Under the strong blessing of Shunko, it was almost caught!
It was no wonder that without Hell's Butterfly's guidance, it was extrely dangerous for death god to rush through the Dangai.
Now it seed that...
He had underestimated Kōtotsu!
The situation just now was too terrible. Even if it were fora captain level death god, if he was not good at Shunko or Hoho, he might be swallowed by the constantly accelerating Kōtotsu.
Breathe... Breathe...
After a few breaths, Lod's tense nerves slowly relaxed. The tearing pain followed and invaded his brain.
After the montary comfort that was on the verge of reaching its limit, the side effect was that the muscles all over his body were in a serious state of tearing. Thick blood oozed out of the pores all over his body and even soaked the Death Tyrant Suit outside.
If Nemu saw this, she would probably have to teach him a lesson again!
Fortunately, he had received a super fast regeneration before.
Otherwise, based on the degree of muscle tear, he would have to rest on the ground for at least one or two hours before he could move.
After resting for a while, he felt that he had almost recovered.
Lod climbed out of the pile of clothes and walked to the waiting mirror opposite the wardrobe, intending to tidy up his ssy dead tyrant suit.
But before he could finish tidying up, Lod's gaze was attracted by the sleeve of his left hand, and his expression froze in an instant.
The part of the sleeve of the Death Tyrant Robe... was forcefully torn off!
Moreover, judging from the traces of the sleeve being torn apart and the ti, it was undoubtedly the result of his carelessness when he was in the Dangai!
"Could it be... at that ti?" Lod suddenly rembered that after the explosion, his left hand seed to have been touched by a tentacle!
What would happen if he was caught?
Under the influence of the dinsional turbulence, he would lose at least one or two days, or at most lose hundreds or even thousands of years!
Then how much ti did he lose?
Lod's face was livid. He turned around and kicked open the tightly closed door. His gaze swept across the room like an eagle.
Empty!
The entire room was empty, and the furniture was covered in thick dust. It could be seen that no one had lived here for a long ti.
On the wall of the living room hung an electronic clock, marking the current ti: 2008 - 12-7-14:3:27!
After confirming the current ti, Lod's tightly knitted brows relaxed, and he could not help but heave a sigh of relief in his heart.
Fortunately...
He had only been caught a little by detention, and the 'ti' he lost was not too much.
The day before he left was November 1, 2008. When he ca back, it was December 7, 2008.
But this incident reminded Lod.
Technological Developnt Departnt had to put on the schedule, otherwise, without the 'Hell's Butterfly 'and the realm surveillance, it would be too dangerous to travel through the two realms!
This ti, he was lucky and was only thrown to a month later.
What if his luck was bad next ti?
After being thrown by the dinsional turbulence for hundreds of thousands of years, his soul would instantly die from the loss of ti with Spiritual Power!
"System, you are a big pit!"
Lod still had a lingering fear in his heart as he cursed angrily, "Next ti there is such a dangerous thing, can you remind
in advance?"
The system did not respond. Perhaps this was not within the scope of its authority.
...
It was normal for Constantine to leave.
If this bitch was still here, it could only an that he was in trouble again and wanted to sacrifice his teammates!
But Nemu and the black cat were also gone, which was sowhat beyond Lod's expectation.
"Could it be... sothing happened?"
Lod frowned and could only think of this possibility.
Otherwise, according to Nemu's character, he would never leave this place until he ca back!
If that was really the case...
Then Nemu would definitely leave a mark sowhere in the room before leaving so that he wouldn't be unable to find it when he ca back.
As Lod thought about this, he spread out his own Spiritual Power, forming a perception domain that enveloped the entire room.
As expected, as expected!
Inside Spiritual Power's domain, Lod sensed a strand of Spiritual Power that belonged to Nemu on the dining table.
"So that's how it is. Do you use the information that Kido left behind?" Lod couldn't help but chuckle.
Although Nemu was usually silly, her mind was actually very ticulous.
In order to avoid being detected by Constantine, Nemu deliberately left a ssage with Kido. Moreover, it had been encrypted twice. Even Michael could not know what the information she left behind was.
"Anti-ghost Kill!"
Lod's fingertips condensed the sa quality of Kido. After turning Nemu's Kido down, a line of shallow words appeared on the table.
After cracking this encrypted handwriting, he received a ssage: New York, Vampire, Frank, Huge Energy, Strange Event, Spirit Cleansing Pavilion.
Although there were only a few words, Lod still understood what Nemu ant.
If he did not guess wrong, Frank should have traced the trail of Kingpin and found that Kingpin used the stone mask to mass produce vampires, causing chaos in New York.
Among the six words, the other four words were not difficult to understand.
But only the 'strange incident' and the 'huge energy' made him unable to understand what it ant, and his intuition told him that these two things were the real reason why Nemu was forced to go back!
To a certain extent, encrypted information was half the pros and cons!
Although he successfully avoided Constantine and the black cat, it was too short and the person who received the information had a vague understanding.
"Forget it ---"
Lod shook his head and waved his hand to erase the information. He smiled indifferently and said, "Won't we know when we go back?"
...
England, London.
On a bustling street, in a dark stinking ditch that no one noticed.
A dirty girl curled up into a ball. She held a piece of broken black cloth tightly in her hand and opened her eyes that were as perfect as gemstones. She looked at the dark night sky as if she was looking for sothing.
Near the girl was a pool of bright red blood and a huge body that did not look like a human being.
And on the white mask of the huge creature, there was a hole visible to the naked eye, as if it had died from the penetration of so kind of sharp weapon.
"Woo -"
A loud siren suddenly rang out across the entire city. Everyone looked up at the sa ti and saw massive ships breaking through the clouds. A huge shadow covered the entire sky above London!
"Airstrike! Airstrike!"
"It's the Zeppelin!"
"Damn German, they're here again!"
"Run!"
Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!
For a mont, flas soared into the sky.
Thick smoke, flas, explosions, screams. The war swept through the entire London in an instant!
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