Life gradually departed from this agent's body, although his strength was good, and the characteristics of a vampire could allow him to hold on for a little longer, but he was destined to not be able to hold on for too long.

Before that, Corinth's spirit had disappeared from his body, or dissipated outright, and even if Donnie was now able to keep his dying life, there was no way to revive him.

Under normal circumstances, even if a life is lost, the spirit will remain in its body for a period of time, and even after separation, it will leave a vague connection, so the extraordinary person of the medium path, or the wizard who is deeply trapped in death, can get a glimpse of something.

But now, Collins' spirit dissipated, and Donnie couldn't even sense where his spirit was, so he couldn't reconnect with Corinthians to figure out what had happened to him and what he wanted to say to himself.

However, although Collins had not had time to finish his words, they had already become what they were now, but Donnie could guess the approximate situation.

"I'm afraid it's not just Collins who has come to me tonight......" Donnie sighed, not looking at Collins who had fallen. There is no doubt that he was implicated by Donnie, otherwise he would not have been controlled by the alien consciousness of the suspected Mia.

Of course, this is also related to Corinth's own identity, it may be that the upper level of the vampire is too restrained by the lower person, or it may be that Collins's own will is not up to the limit and he can't stick to it.

But none of this has anything to do with Donnie for the time being, and even if he wants to vent his anger for Collins, an acquaintance, he can't find anyone for the time being. What's more, Donnie's current strength is difficult to defeat Mia's opponent who has been favored by the true gods. Of course, there seems to be some kind of problem with Mia herself, and the will that belonged to the original Mia Summers has not dissipated, which may be a flaw if it is true.

The time left for Donny to think was very short, he didn't continue to think about it, and directly called the paper goblin who came out to check the situation to his side, and then flew out from the balcony, Donnie naturally did not forget Lawrence, but he Lawrence did not reply at this time.

Neon lights lit up the night sky, reddish clouds raindropping onto the ground, blazing white electric light flickering in the clouds, and rolling thunder followed.

Downey showed no signs of getting wet, and he was standing on the balcony of Lawrence's room, splitting the locked balcony door in two with a wind blade.

Just as Donnie sensed something was wrong and was about to run away, he remembered that there was someone else he hadn't taken with him.

"Corinth is dead, we must leave immediately!" Downey didn't light the lights in the room, but he could see that there was clearly more than one person in the covers.

Lawrence's head came out of the quilt, and there was an embarrassed look on his face for the first time in a long time.

"What do you say? How did Corinth die? Wait......" Before he could finish his sentence, the whole person was dragged out by Donnie, and let the paper goblin take Lawrence's clothes, and then ran out, ignoring the scolding behind him.

The reason why they were able to run out so quickly was that they didn't have much luggage, or they didn't have many things to take out, and more things were packed in space curiosities, and the few clothes they gave up were nothing.

"What the hell is going on?"

"If this is a prank, I'll throw you in the keg!" Lawrence stood in the secluded alley next to the motel, wearing these shoes in a wrenched manner, with two drunken men half-lying in the sewage beside him.

The light of the street lamps flickered, and there were only a few lights that could struggle to turn on, and most of them were destroyed, either by the mischievous bear children with bricks, or by other people.

In the rain curtain, sometimes there are strange calls of seabirds flapping their wings and flying by, although the appearance is not very close to the dead bird, but in this rainy night, it is indeed a little eerie and terrifying.

"I'm not going to joke with my life." Donnie said truthfully as he moved closer to the parked impala.

Lawrence shrugged, "That's true, you're getting less and less humorous." ”

However, as soon as his words fell, the drunkard lying on the semi-wet ground suddenly stood up, and the silver sword light suddenly appeared in the night sky.

Then a splash of blood flew, and at the same time a head with a hideous expression flew up.

Downey glanced back and saw Lawrence holding a pitch-black curved blade in his hand.

"Well, what you said is true, we should get out of here quickly."

As Lawrence spoke, another freak disguised as a drunk pounced, and their target wouldn't be Lawrence, of course, but Donnie.

But they are only the lowest blood servants, and even in the weird, they are seriously hindered, and it is obviously unrealistic to expect such a strange subdued Donnie.

So they are here not for attack, but for surveillance.

In this day and age, the streets of the city are full of such drunks or homeless wanderers, who no longer attract anyone's attention, and the rain for a while has washed away the rotten smell of vampires on their bodies.

Donnie has dealt with these people very often, but Lawrence knows a little more about them, as they are relatively easy to pick and choose from the weird and extraordinary of the evil camp as his target.

"Would you believe me if I said I had already discovered them?" Lawrence said to Donnie as he lifted the cover next to the steering wheel.

Donnie didn't respond, just looked at the row of buttons under the cover.

It is difficult for an ordinary car to accompany the extraordinary for too long, and even if Lawrence is willing to keep replacing parts like the ship of Theseus, the impala will one day be completely scrapped, so Lawrence began to transform it a long time ago.

In order to become extraordinary, or to broaden the scope of extraordinary, people were even able to replace their limbs, a technique that Lawrence also used in impalas.

But most of the time, Lawrence is clearly reluctant to use it.

Impala prepares to drive out of the alley, and although Donnie doesn't know how many enemies he'll have right now, he's prepared for the worst.

"Be careful!" Pepper stood on Donnie's shoulder and pointed ahead and said loudly.

At the exit of the alley, there were three strange men in black armor standing at this time, their armor was very heavy, they looked very heavy, and they had a hideous weapon configuration, and the armored monster in the middle had drawn a large caliber gun from his back.

Downey had no doubt that the shot would be able to blow a car to scrap metal, but Lawrence didn't say anything about it.