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Chapter five hundred and fortieth black triangle

"Tsk—"

Ronald smacked his lips, his expression a little helpless.

He had no choice but to do this extreme emotion in Baprol. As soon as he snapped his fingers, the ability of [Angel of the General] would immediately have an effect.

After the explosion, the airflow and chaos are weakening itself.

The uncontrolled spell was immediately cleared out of an empty range in the face of Ronald's ability that he took the initiative to use.

The night can bring obstacles to people.

But it could not stop Ronald and Baprol's vision.

Above the dark sea, where William originally was, a strange-shaped thing replaced the original cult warlock.

This is something that consists of straight lines and has a human-shaped outline.

Originally the position of the human head, a concave triangle opening is located in the center, which looks like an organ used to observe the world.

In addition, this thing is overall black.

No extras...

No, it is somewhat inaccurate to say that it is black.

Ronald's outstanding senses are far superior to ordinary people. When he carefully looks at this thing, he will vaguely feel it.

——This black is not a color.

——But this substance has a special phagocytosis effect on light.

——So it cannot distinguish its true colors.

Especially the prompts of the power of 'fury'.

From the appearance of this thing in front of you, the spells in "Divine Comedy - Hell" did not respond at all, which eliminated the possibility that this thing was transformed by William Little.

So the cult warlock realized that he could not win.

Just kill yourself and destroy the original scriptures, and then summon such a thing?

What trouble will it cause to itself and Baprol?

“…”

"This...what is this?"

Just as Ronald was still thinking and looking, Baprol's approach was even more straightforward.

He pulled out one of his tentacles and directly sucked the black object.

Bang-

The thick tentacles slapped on the black object.

Then...then this thing is annihilated!

The seemingly mysterious and mysterious appearance has no effect at all. It was instantly destroyed by tentacles with just one blow, and there was no trace of the remaining trace in the air.

William Xiao exchanged death and the original scriptures at the cost of it.

Is it just such a silver-sampled gun tip?

Or is it that something or effect that you cannot detect has appeared in front of them?

The intuition of fighting tells Ronald.

Can't believe what's happening in front of you.

“…”

"Hahaha--"

"This guy, this guy William!"

"His final construction technique actually failed?"

Ronald continued to be on guard around, but Baprol had his own opinion.

He thought he had won tonight at the first moment, and then began to laugh loudly on the sea.

A few seconds passed, and the laughter of the cult warlock leader began to weaken.

Dissatisfaction and complaints turned to his face:

"The god-killing thing is really a waste of things."

"A good original book, you will actually ruin it like this!"

While speaking, Baproul flew to where William originally was and stuffed his huge tentacles into the water and stirred hard.

Wait until there is no other discovery.

Baproul just withdrew his tentacles, and his body began to change to the human form:

"Ronard, let's go back?"

Ronald asked with concern:

"Baproul, do you really think that William's spell failed?"

"I'm not very relieved."

Baprol looked at Ronald silently for a while before explaining:

"Ronard, you're scaring yourself."

"Although William is capable enough, it is impossible for a person to never fail. And when this reality that is considered bad luck comes to the face, there is only a dead end."

"Let's go, our goal tonight has been completed."

"Stay here again, those guys who fled back to Springs are still wondering if they will cause trouble!"

“…”

Ronald was silent.

Although Baprol had some problems with his brain, it did not affect his words. Finally, his eyes swept across the water and confirmed that there was no magic fluctuation at any level.

Ronald nodded:

"Okay, then we..."

Halfway through his words, Ronald suddenly stopped.

His eyes remained on a sea water illuminated by moonlight. After a few seconds, he suddenly looked up and found something that was incomprehensible.

——The moon in the sky.

——It turned out to be a triangle!

How to say it?

A triangle planet?

Ronald knew that the universe was so great, but this shape of the moon was unheard of.

Not to mention that he is a little more confident.

During the battle just now, the moon in the sky was always round!

Ronald really didn't know what to do with this scene that he had never encountered before. His suspicious eyes were on Baprol who was still unaware of it, and he immediately asked:

"Baproul, look at it!"

"above……"

The cult warlocks on the sea are also just right.

He looked up at Ronald's instructions with great sarcasm, and then he also saw the triangle moon.

"Yue...well?!"

Baprol hadn't reacted at first.

He quickly turned his head to look at Ronald, then looked at the sky, and finally looked around. After repeating this action several times, he suddenly woke up and asked Ronald in a doubtful tone:

"Ronard, is the moon a triangle?"

Ronald replied solemnly:

"If I remember correctly, it should be round."

“…”

At this moment, Ronald and Baprol no longer needed to communicate.

The facts before us tell the truth.

William Little's trump card with the original script and life as the price, and he did not fail at all.

What Ronald and Baprol are facing now.

It is the greatest manifestation of the other party’s success!

At this time, the two of them were even afraid of moving positions.

After all, they knew nothing about William's original scriptures and did not know what the changes were.

I stayed stiffly in the air for a few minutes.

Seeing that there was no change on the sea surface and no strange creatures around attacking the two of them, Baprol took the initiative to ask:

"Ronard, what do you think we should do?"

Ronald showed a bitter smile on his face:

"I have not seen any similar records or methods of response, whether it is [Book Research Society] or the Church, or even the most professional [Investigation Bureau]."

Facing Ronald's answer.

The cult warlock blinked, then said sincerely:

"I'm going to tell you, so do I."

“…”

Looking at Baprol, Ronald was so angry that he was so angry.

However, he suppressed his helplessness and then took the initiative to speak out and suggested:

"Even so, we can't sit still and wait for death now."

"Or... let's go to the shore to have a look?"


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