Chapter 297: Ever heard of Hydra?

Chapter 292 – Ever Heard of Hydra?

While the crowd was busy dealing with the undead, Owen was a little too conspicuous for being fine, except that it wasn’t that he didn’t even bother to act, it was that
“Princess Sylvia, your murderous aura is really not hidden at all, it’s poking me in the back, is it because I didn’t act well enough? Or where did I offend you?” Although Owen did not know why the other party flipped, but this naked murderous aura top of his stomach hurts, and how can he pretend not to know, so sex picks clearly said to.

“No, you acted well, so well that I’m more than tempted to make a collector’s item out of you.” Sylvia bit her nails, because too hard, the tail of the eyes upward, the corners of the mouth pulled down, and the nose is also tightly wrinkled, expression twisted like a ghost, the finger is even bitten through, blood dripped down the wrist on the hem of the skirt, so that the black skirt has a few points of a deeper color, a glance knows that the disease is not very light, the nerves will have to give way to her.

“I’m afraid I’m guessing this collection is the kind that doesn’t breathe, your hobby is truly disgusting.” Owen had really heard of nobles who liked to make specimens of handsome-looking people for their collections, and even retained some of their features, who would have thought that Sylvia would have such a hobby at such a young age.

“The looks are good, it’s the talking mouth that makes people hate, decided, let’s make you into a toilet, put it together with the toilet made by my favorite maid.” Sylvia laughed full of malice, at the same time stretching out her pink tongue to lick the wound on her fingertip, the gust of stinging pain made her face become more and more flushed, her legs clenched and rubbed together as if she was enduring something.

“You’re really heavy-handed.” Owen grinned in some disgust.

Just after the words fell, Owen’s mouth opened, always feeling that there was something wrong with this sentence somewhere, but right now was not the time to think about this, so he put on an inscrutable look and said.

“I’m curious what Princess Sylvia’s reliance is, is it that poor woman in the shadow who is about to be assimilated by the power of shadows, or is it Cowles.” At that, Owen turned his head to look somewhere.

Seeing that he was recognized, Cowles took off his hood and came out of the darkness, still with the same slightly coy smile, but at this time, his face was no longer the rosy redness of health, but the pallor of near-death, and he would just be gasping for air compared to a dead man.

Even so, Cowles still emanated a wave of death from his hands, awakening more undead around him, not stopping even if it would put a more serious burden on his body.

At the same time, Sylvia’s feet in the shadows crawled out of a woman like Joan of Arc, messy long hair fell down to cover the face, thin body wearing tattered white dress, bare hands and feet full of wounds, but also with shackles full of rust, rather than hiding in the darkness of the guards, it is more of a prisoner, and the appearance of the even less like a living person, there is a kind of a moment of trance the other side will blend into the shadows The feeling of.

“What’s in the ancient castle is really so important that it made you go so far as to scrap two people with master level potential.” Owen’s exclamation was not without reason, because whether it was Cowles or that woman, the potential was not bad, even better than Robert, but it was a pity that he had used some kind of secret method to forcibly redeem the potential.

Although doing so quickly raised their strength, the price was that their lifespan was halved, and they never had the chance to break through again.

But can be reasonable to enter the college city, enter the secret realm, so we can see that the other side of the plan is very big, otherwise the genius is not grown out of the ground, especially this level of genius, put in any power is a rare heritage.

“You dare to come to Ghost Ancient Castle without knowing anything? Looks like I’m the one who overestimated you, better be a good boy and be my collector’s item so that you can still keep your pretty face.” Sylvia mockingly said to Owen.

Hearing the other party say that, Owen understood what was going on.

Or Pieters caused trouble, this guy is the son of the real power earl, in this acre and three quarters of the academy city is more or less a character, as a result froze and spent his connections to chase Owen to the academy city.

And the surface is cheeky, but in the eyes of the noble children like Cowles, the other party will put his position very low, only well disguised.

In this situation, to say that Owen didn’t have a problem, I was afraid that no one would believe it. Even more coincidentally, as a freshman, Owen even chose to participate in the Secret Scramble.

In Cowles’ eyes, it was obvious that he already belonged to the objects worthy of suspicion.

Sylvia, who had learned of this matter, tried to make contact, and as a result, Owen joined her team as if he was going along, so the killing heart arose.

This series of coincidences made Owen not even have the idea of explaining, because he wouldn’t believe it if he were in his place, let alone the nobles who would rather kill than let go.

Seeing that Owen still had no sense of nervousness up to this point, Sylvia vaguely felt that there was something wrong, but the plan had reached a critical moment, and this unstable factor had to be resolved first.

“What a headache, no one told you that this way of talking is like writing villain on your face.” Owen was disgusted by Sylvia’s behavior of not hiding her evil deeds, so he said with a grin.

“Also what gave you the illusion that I’m a good person?” Owen said with a slight tilt of his head as he disconnected the strings connecting the bowler hat puppet and straightened his clothes.

“What? Kill him!” The uneasiness in Sylvia’s heart was growing, so she didn’t care much and directly ordered.

Robert laughed bitterly and rushed forward, Cowles also drove the undead forward, the woman in shackles had sunk back into the shadows at some point, and even the surrounding trainees were hesitant to make a move.

Facing the siege, Owen smiled meaningfully, and the Demon Lord’s Aura, which had not been used for a long time but had received a new lease of life after being strengthened again, opened.

With the opening of the Demon King’s aura, Owen’s originally handsome and gentle features suddenly became hideous, red eyes filled with death and killing, a crooked smile a sudden increase in momentum, the evil to the extreme flames turned into a substance, black and red flames with unknown and cursed, centered on itself towards the surrounding spread.

Now, not to mention those students, even the undead are panicked and want to flee.

“Who the hell are you?!” Sylvia’s face changed, her hands clenched tightly, her sharp nails instantly pierced her palms, and blood with a hint of black gas dripped down.

Strangely, black thorns quickly grew at the place where the blood dripped down, gradually climbing upwards along Sylvia’s white calves, while she took it for granted and still focused all her energy on Owen.

“Ever heard of Hydra?” Owen smiled evilly, casting a spell without a staff, casting a spell without a voice, and burning with a Knightly Fire spell.

The black thorns spreading from the ground turned into flying ash before they could wrap around Owen’s body, and the shackled woman who sneaked behind him through the shadows in an attempt to sneak attack was even more unlucky, and after getting stained with the Knightly Fire, she screamed miserably and kept going deeper and deeper into the shadows in an attempt to rely on the even more thick shadow power to extinguish the horrifying flames that were about to set her soul ablaze.

(The end of this chapter)