Antique Shop Zero: Disfigured School Beauty Becomes a Succubus to Pay Off Debts

Chapter 249 The Arrival of the Messenger of Hell

The world reflected in the mirror was in complete chaos.

Those indistinct figures, as if driven mad, attacked "Yang Xiao" who was wielding a long axe with fists and feet.

Some people in the mirror were pushed too far away to reach their target, yet they still threw punches across the crowd, only to end up hitting their own people.

What about "Yang Xiao"?

It was squeezed in the middle, unable to move, and could only stare intently at Yang Xiao outside the mirror with its eyes.

The hatred in his eyes was so intense it looked like it was about to bleed.

Standing aside, I was dumbfounded.

She had thought the ghost in the mirror was terrifying enough.

But the Asian man in the green suit in front of me is the one who's truly terrifying.

Exorcist?

No, exorcists don't have such bizarre methods.

Could it be that he himself is a ghost?

She swallowed hard and slowly turned to look at Yang Xiao.

Yang Xiao was pointing at the mirror, his posture exactly like a thug boss directing his henchmen in a street fight, beaming with pride and arrogance.

"Beat them! Bomb them until they're smoking! Hey? You bastard, you dare glare at me?!"

Before he finished speaking, he rolled up his sleeves while cursing, jumped onto the sink, and pressed himself against the mirror.

Then, She witnessed a scene she would never forget for the rest of her life—

Yang Xiao's two hands were simply put into the mirror.

It didn't shatter the mirror, nor did it penetrate the glass; rather, it silently disappeared into the mirror, like putting a hand into the water.

Ripples spread out from the point of contact, and the pupils of "Yang Xiao" in the mirror suddenly contracted.

Yang Xiao's hands firmly gripped the bloodstained long axe.

His expression changed instantly.

To be honest, he just wanted to give it a try.

If one can control one's own shadow, then the shadow in the mirror should theoretically be considered a shadow as well.

He had tried countless times before, but the only thing he could control was the shadow, the reflection in the mirror, which never obeyed his commands.

But it's different now.

This axe is like a key, capable of breaking down the wall between reality and the mirror world.

A glint of greed gradually appeared in Yang Xiao's eyes.

This thing is perfect for me.

I have the ability to strip away shadows and become shadows.

If we also add the ability to freely enter and exit the mirror world—

Wouldn't that make us invincible?

He took a deep breath, exerted force, and pulled backward.

The "Yang Xiao" in the mirror instantly changed his expression.

Those eyes, which were originally filled with hatred, were suddenly swallowed up by terror.

It gripped the axe handle tightly, its ten fingers rooted to the spot, refusing to let go.

Yang Xiao gritted his teeth, the veins on his neck bulging, but he found that he couldn't pull the thing off.

He turned his head sharply and said in a stern voice:

"What are you standing there for? Help!"

Startled, she subconsciously took a step forward: "Okay—"

"I wasn't talking about you!"

Yang Xiao glared at her.

As soon as he finished speaking, What I saw was a sight far more terrifying than the ghost in the mirror—

Behind Yang Xiao, figures rose from the ground.

They have no faces, no expressions, only dark humanoid silhouettes.

One, two, three... like an army crawling out of the abyss, they surged forward silently.

Pairs of pitch-black hands gripped Yang Xiao's waist, arms, and shoulders, engaging in a bizarre struggle with the monster in the mirror.

Her legs were shaking.

This man is a million times more terrifying than the reflection in the mirror!

Yang Xiao felt an overwhelming force surge from behind him, and he stumbled and fell off the sink.

He slammed his back against the floor tiles with a dull thud. Ignoring the pain, he immediately looked at his right hand.

He held the long axe firmly in his palm.

Blood was dripping from the axe blade.

"No!!!"

A piercing scream came from the mirror.

The face of "Yang Xiao" in the mirror began to distort, like a melting wax figure, with its features collapsing and recombining.

In the blink of an eye, it changed into something else entirely.

With a blue face and fangs, and deep-set eyes like two black holes, its skin was a sickly dark red, like a skinned corpse.

The next second, the entire mirror shattered.

Glass shards flew like a torrential rain. Instinctively, I raised my hand to protect my face.

The figures in the mirror all turned into dark shadows, retreating like a tide to Yang Xiao's feet.

The blue-faced, fanged monster was now completely exposed to the air.

It let out a heart-wrenching wail.

Its dark red skin looked as if it had been splashed with sulfuric acid, and began to corrode and rot rapidly, with black smoke rising from its body.

The monster raised its eyes, looked at Yang Xiao, and screamed sharply:

"Please, save me!"

I swear by my true name, the Shapeshifter, I will be loyal to you for all eternity!

Yang Xiao sat on the ground, blinking in astonishment as he stared at the melting monster.

The monster crawled laboriously toward Yang Xiao's feet:

"Save me, please, save me!"

Yang Xiao pondered.

Is this thing some kind of hellish creature?

How could it be with something forbidden?

He hadn't forgotten what his mission in the United States was.

The goal is to investigate the Dark Council in order to find clues to Hell.

.....

Outside the Baroque Bar, a Mercedes was parked silently at the entrance.

The moment the head prosecutor saw the car, he immediately put on a fawning smile, jogged forward, and opened the car door, bending over almost to the waist.

The moment the head prosecutor saw the car, he immediately put on a fawning smile, jogged forward, and opened the car door, bending over almost to the waist.

"My lords, you have finally arrived."

Two people got out of the car.

They wore missionary-style black robes, covering them from head to toe, with uniform black masks on their faces and goat head pendants around their necks.

I can't see their faces clearly, and I can't tell if they're male or female.

The only thing that can distinguish them is their hair.

The one in the lead, bald, shone like a light bulb under the streetlight.

He glanced contemptuously at the head prosecutor, letting out a cold snort.

"It's so late, the price should be doubled."

The head prosecutor nodded vigorously, a fine layer of sweat beading on his forehead.

"Of course, of course, don't worry!"

The prosecutor's assistant followed at a distance, not daring to get close at all.

The look in their eyes as they gazed at the two messengers of hell was filled with fear.

The group walked to the edge of the circle of golems.

The head prosecutor stopped and gave an awkward smile:

"Please go in first... I won't see you out."

The bald messenger of hell glanced at him, a mocking smile playing on his lips:

"A coward."

After saying that, he led another messenger of hell straight toward the bar's main entrance.

The footsteps disappeared behind the door.

The assistant took a step forward, lowered his voice, and asked:

"Captain...aren't you afraid of these two adults?"

The head prosecutor took out a handkerchief to wipe away his cold sweat and said with a wry smile:

"How can we not be afraid? But that's what we do for a living."

No sooner had the words left his mouth than footsteps came from inside the door.

A short while later, the bald messenger of hell and his companions emerged, glanced at the prosecutor captain, and said indifferently:

"The ghost inside has left."

The prosecutor captain was taken aback:

"No way?"

The bald messenger of hell snorted, too lazy to waste any more words, and walked straight towards the car.

However, another messenger of hell stopped in his tracks, coldly staring at the head prosecutor through his mask:

"money."

The head prosecutor forced a smile onto his face:

"How about... you two go in and take another look?"

The adults also know that our Ghost Inspection Bureau has absolutely no ability to deal with ghosts.

"That ghost couldn't have just disappeared like that..."

The messenger of hell raised his finger and pointed to the golem not far away.

The head prosecutor looked in that direction, his pupils contracting slightly.

The red light in the golem's eye sockets had gone out sometime ago.

Is it... really gone?

The messenger of hell stretched out his hand and spoke again, his voice completely flat:

"Give me the money."

The prosecutor captain dared not dawdle any longer and quickly waved behind him.

A young prosecutor carrying two black leather suitcases came running over quickly.

He stopped three steps away from the messenger of hell and carefully handed him the box.

The messenger of hell took the box and turned to leave.

The head prosecutor let out a long sigh, wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, and waved behind him:

"Alright, let's go inside and do the cleanup."

The prosecutors walked into the Baroque Bar.

......

Bar, restroom.

As Yang Xiao was pondering the axe, he suddenly realized something:

"Someone's here?"

He said:

"It must be a special department."

He told Yang Xiao what had happened outside.

Yang Xiao glanced at it.

I originally planned to kill her in a bit to silence her.

Now I think this woman is actually quite useful.

After all, he didn't have a place to stay in the United States.

Yang Xiao looked at the blood-stained long axe in his hand, pondered for a moment, and then said to the shapeshifting demon:

"Grab the axe."

The shapeshifter quickly grabbed the axe.

The next second, the axe slowly sank into the shadows, and the shapeshifter also disappeared into the shadows.

A smile appeared on Yang Xiao's lips.

Since the shapeshifter can move through mirrors while wielding an axe, the principle for entering shadows should be similar.

Yang Xiao's lips curled into a happy smile.

Not only did they obtain a perfectly suited forbidden item, they also tamed a hellish creature.

I'll have to ask this shapeshifter a good question later about what's going on.

There are too many questions.

Where did it come from?

Why would someone possess this axe?

Also, the master said that hellish creatures cannot survive in the human world and generally will disappear after one second.

However, this shapeshifter had been gone from the mirror world to the human world for at least a dozen seconds.

"Hands up! Don't move! Lie against the wall! Quick!"

A harsh, angry shout rang out.

Two ghost prosecutors, guns drawn, pointed at Yang Xiao and... .