Erth is a member of the National Superpower Security Bureau. As a person with superpowers, even the president of the country must respect him respectfully. Normally, Erth only feels like an ancient nobleman, but now he feels this way.
A good superpower is like a helpless mouse, running around in a dark sewer, regardless of the bits of mud left on its black cloak.
As a lightning type, Wright was completely defenseless when faced with the opponent. Although the plant type Ude stayed behind to break up the rear, Erth was not very confident in his ability, and the opponent could not even find his shadow.
It is already destined to be a war with no way to win. What's more, the always calm Ude actually wants to take the safe and leave first. It shows that the opponent is very capable. I'm afraid all Ude can do is delay.
Thinking of the terrifying opponent, Ude felt a chill arise from the bottom of his heart, as if he had seen a necromancer who was famous for his cold-bloodedness and ultimate killing. However, the opponent's mysterious killing methods made Ude no longer have the courage to move forward.
But as a person with superpowers, he has not yet betrayed his pride, even though he has betrayed the honor of the demon hunter. What he has to do now is to send the safe to the Cardinal Constantine of New York, hoping to use it to
With the evil reputation of Standing God's Shadow, it would be easy to deal with such a heretic.
The only thing he could pray for was not to be discovered by that mysterious enemy. When he was thinking this, he found that the echo of footsteps suddenly disappeared, the world around him was silent, and a devil's face was smiling at him,
With a clang, the safe fell to the ground, and Ude's body suddenly went limp.
A black hand stretched out from a corner of the air, trying to grab the safe. However, a bullet covered with countless curses hit his palm instantly. Although it did not cause huge harm, it also caused him
There are certain obstacles, but what is rare is that the other party can actually discover his whereabouts. That is a very remarkable thing.
Of course, what's even more rare is that he can't detect the enemy hidden in the darkness, whether it's breath or figure. He completely captures the sermon and instantly changes from a hunter to a prey. This feeling must not be very pleasant.
The first bullet was definitely not the last one. I don’t know what method the other party used, but six bullets were shot from up, down, front, left, and right at the same time. The air was filled with the smell of sulfur.
Do these little magic bullets just want to hurt me? The man laughed in his heart, but felt a pain in his palm. A six-star dark blood magic circle was fixed on his hand. The way to hide the traces, see
It's of no use anymore.
Blood magic circle? Is the smell of sulfur just now used to cover up the activation of the spell? After understanding this, his evaluation of the enemy suddenly rose to a higher level. However, as a strong man of the generation, he still has the confidence to deal with such a junior.
Silver light flashed, and an exorcism knife appeared behind him. When he cut it, there was no flesh at all, like a ball of gas. A black hand suddenly appeared a few centimeters behind the exorcism knife.
A snow-white hand was caught. The whiteness of that hand made people guess that the owner of the hand must be extremely enchanting.
It's a pity that after living for who knows how many years, he obviously didn't have the consciousness to care about the beauty. He pulled hard, hoping to pull out the owner of the hand. But what came out was only a bloody hand. The owner of the hand used the courage of a strong man to cut off his wrist and pulled out the owner of the hand at the critical moment.
The magic knife spun around, and he was immediately surprised by this boldness.
At the moment when he was surprised, six bullets were shot from six directions, up, down, front, left, and right again. The result of the two blood magic arrays being superimposed was that all the essence blood lines in the middle of the magic array were absorbed.
Qin Tian, who had his magic dragon wings fully opened, rushed out of the shadows in an instant, got the safe, and left the place without looking back, flying upward into the sky.
Thinking of Night Rose's determined eyes, Qin Tian's heart suddenly ached.
A few minutes ago, after listening to Night Rose's shocking robbery plan, Qin Tian absolutely refused to agree.
"No, how can we leave Sister Rose there alone! That safe is not an important thing, there is no need to leave Sister Rose here!"
"Listen, this is the most important thing to Miss. You must bring this thing to Miss alive." Night Rose's eyes were extremely determined, even revealing a kind of fanatical emotion.
"No, absolutely not. That enemy is so powerful, why do you want to stay alone?"
"Listen, your power is too weak. Your existence will only hold me back." Night Rose suddenly said.
Qin Tian was immediately speechless - strength was indeed his biggest weakness. He silently took off his shadow robe and gave it to Night Rose, and Qin Tian didn't say another word.
As if she felt remorse for hurting Qin Tian, Night Rose bit her sexy red lips tightly, her beautiful face full of contradictions and pain, but her determination would not be shaken so easily, and she did not
Say one more word and silently take over the shadow robe.
Why are you doing this? Thinking of Rose's expression in the night, Qin Tian looked up and saw that the sky was full of stars.
The battle in the sewer continued, and Qin Tian took away the safe. The shadow became even more angry, and the mysterious man simply stopped hiding his whereabouts and walked out generously.
Wearing very tattered clothes made of linen, his burly shoulders were exposed, but his lower body seemed to be in black mist. He wore a wizard's hat on his head. The blood essence absorbed by the magic circle on the left side quickly returned to his body, as if
He had never suffered any injuries. His appearance brought a sense of oppression to the dull sewer.
"It seems that I haven't shown up for a long time. You ignorant juniors have already forgotten our reputation. Does it take blood and killing to awaken your numb memories? My cute little bat?"
The shadow robe could no longer block the figure of Night Rose, and the blood that kept leaking out could easily reveal her position. She also stood up, but her severed right hand was growing back at a rapid speed.
It didn't take long for a more beautiful and perfect hand to grow again.
Repair of Vampire Secret Skills.
"I have no choice. Let this be the last time I live for her!" The reborn right hand picked up the exorcism knife again, and the left hand was still the exorcism gun.
The rose in the night will once again bloom with its most gorgeous brilliance.
"You are really a persistent individual in life. I have seen many individuals like you, but they tend to disappear more often. Before you die, please remember my name, Witch of the Soul." The man said lightly, Night Rose
But his body moved slightly.
When the light of the gods has not yet enveloped the earth, when human civilization is still in chaos, when all great beings have not yet awakened, there is a group of people who guide the changes in the world and dominate the destiny of the gods.
They are the masters of the entire world, and they laid the foundation of the entire world.
Their name is Wu.
When the existence in nothingness shines on the whole world, those who refuse to surrender will eventually be destroyed. Those who surrender can gain eternity.
Then the light of the gods began to flicker, and the former prominence of the Wu clan turned into smoke. As the wheel of fate turned, it became the dust of history.
The words in this Western Genesis resounded in Night Rose's mind. Although a lot of the history left behind may not be true, and mortals can only find the trivial truth from hypocritical words, but the long history and antiquity of the Wu clan are
There is no room for doubt. No matter whether the Wu clan in front of her is as powerful as the legend, but as long as it is one ten thousandth of the legend, Night Rose will know that she has no ability to resist.
Under absolute power, any technique is meaningless.
Under absolute power, any resistance is meaningless.
The pale face of Night Rose is even more bloodless.
"I feel the fear in your soul, hehe. It's just that you have no room for regret." The Soul Witch looked at the night rose and felt the fear in her soul. In his opinion, the lamb in front of him has become a lamb that can be slaughtered at will.
It was only a matter of time. As for the kid who escaped, the Soul Witch vowed to make him immortal, but he dared to snatch things from his hands. There have been very few such brave people in thousands of years.
of.
"I have no regrets." Night Rose's eyes suddenly turned blood red, and a golden light surged from her chest. The sacred breath reverberated in the sewer. The hand on the left began to glow, full of sacred power, and the hand on the right began to glow.
It turned into a blood-red thin claw.
The power of the vampires and the sacred aura appeared on her body at the same time, and the Soul Witch looked at him with incredible eyes. In his long life, he had never seen such a magical sight.
"Change of all calamities!" He spit out a mouthful of blood, and his pale, paper-like face still showed a charming smile. The firearm in Night Rose's left hand suddenly turned into a long spear, and the knife on the right was wrapped with the chants of countless hymns.
The Spear of Bronchis? The Blade of Light? How?
"Actually, what I hate the most is the vampires." The words of Night Rose came to my ears. The dark Bronchis gun mixed with the sacred breath penetrated the body of the Soul Witch, and the white holy flame instantly burned his body.
Purify.
What surprised me was the night rose,
"How can it be so simple? The legendary Witch Clan?" Seeing the Soul Witch's body being burned to ashes, Night Rose felt suspicious. Sure enough, the sense of oppression that had disappeared once again came again, and the Soul Witch's body reappeared in the air.
Sha, appeared in front of Night Rose again.
"How many times can you use these two powers?" The Soul Witch looked at Night Rose with interest. The latter spat out a mouthful of blood and knelt on the ground on one knee.
"For me, who is best at manipulating the soul, as long as the soul is immortal, the physical body is a dispensable existence."
"But you can force me to this level, which is already a very amazing bat. I'm afraid even the King of Stars can't do it to your level. For a half-bat like you, you are already worthy of pride, even if you use
It does not come from its own strength."
The Soul Witch saw through the essence of that power at a glance. The two superimposed powers obviously could not be the masterpieces of the same person. Night Rose just mastered the ability to balance the two powers.
"Now, I'll send you to see Cain or God." The Soul Witch smiled, hoping to see the prey's final struggle, but there was nothing.
"Fool!" A warm smile appeared on the corner of Night Rose's mouth.
The Soul Witch's expression changed, and countless undead souls appeared around him in an instant. Although he was not afraid of any attacks, as a master of souls, the Soul Witch's most disgusting thing was that ghosts of dead souls appeared near him. Although these were not
The capable guys are as insignificant to him as ants, but many ants can kill an elephant, not to mention they are as troublesome as flies.
A not-so-burly body hugged Night Rose and smiled at Night Rose. Behind the hypocritical mask, the smile was sincere.
"Fool, why are you back? Do you remember what I said?" Night Rose said angrily, but there was a feeling of emotion in her heart.
"If you come back, kill me and then commit suicide. But I'm sure you don't have the strength to kill me now, so let's talk about it later."
"you……"
"Although I am a person without any power, I feel that at least now, Sister Rose is more important than anyone else. So for an inexplicable instruction, I really don't want to pay the price with Sister Rose's life."
"you…"
"Although I am very slow and you hide it very well, it was you who was the one that night."
"Ah!" A rare blush suddenly appeared on Night Rose's face.
"So, leave everything to me." A confident smile appeared on Qin Tian's face. This smile made Night Rose feel safe.
"Yes" he said without hesitation, fearing the appearance of some kind of liquid, Night Rose closed her eyes. Just a crystal tear rolled down.
"It seems they are a couple. In that case, let me give you a ride." The Soul Witch tried to separate Qin Tian's soul from his body and tortured him in front of the Night Rose, but found that the person he touched
There was nothing but nothingness. In this nothingness, there was a vague existence that made her awe-inspiring. A mist like a human figure was facing him, as if it was mocking him.
Humble existence, do you dare to laugh at the Soul Witch? The contact of the soul made the Soul Witch feel the disdain of the other party, but when he was about to attack, an aura of fear and surrender suddenly came out from the mist, and he was frightened.
He hurriedly withdrew from Qin Tian's soul.
A familiar black light spot appeared next to Qin Tian, teleporting Qin Tian and Night Rose away. Although the Soul Witch wanted to follow him, the fear in Qin Tian's soul had not dissipated.
A powerful evil force enveloped the entire sewer.
A cold voice sounded throughout the sewer.
"Let's see who is the real soul controller."
Deep underground, the eyes of the Necromancer Douglas suddenly opened, and continuous flames were burning in his eyes, as if they were going to destroy everything in the world. Other dark creatures outside the Necromancer's laboratory also felt the fluctuations of this powerful person.
Basically all weak souls have an urge to worship, but there are two directions for them to choose. This painful struggle seems to tear their souls apart.
Finally, a weak soul knelt down to the Necromancer's laboratory. After the first one, there was a second, and then a third...it was not until all the souls knelt in the direction of the Necromancer that the frightening fluctuations stopped.
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In the hall, the violent atmosphere suddenly subsided, and the fire in the eyes of the necromancer suddenly dimmed, returning to its usual appearance, and then closed his eyes.
