The effect of Victor's water spell disappeared, his figure appeared, and he climbed up from the ground with difficulty.
Because of the protection of the golden spell, he actually did not suffer too much damage, he was just bounced away.
However, the current situation was very unfavorable to him. Physical means could not break the physical defense of the female bishop in front of him, not even the fire spell.
The drunk female bishop staggered towards him, and Victor bit his finger to bless himself with new golden spells and yang talismans.
At this moment, the female bishop reached out and touched Victor's eyes from the air. Victor suddenly felt that the light in front of his eyes disappeared, and a boundless darkness blocked all his sight.
He seemed to have gone blind for a moment.
If it is the first time that someone is attacked, most people will be extremely panicked and do even worse things, creating an increasingly unfavorable situation for themselves.
But at this moment, Victor recalled the method used by Father Sang, which was exactly the same as the invisible technique used by the female bishop.
"Night Watcher! The second secret ability of Lamp Xing Xiang."
Victor's heart beat faster, and he realized that the light projected in front of his eyes was diverted to other places. During this period of time, he was no different from a blind man.
So it's useless to be afraid. Now I can only rely on other senses of the body to judge the other party's movements.
So he squatted on the ground and listened quietly to the swaying footsteps of the female bishop.
The woman walked over, dazedly picked up the street lamp on the ground again, and when she was about to approach Victor, she threw it directly at his head.
If it hits him this time, Victor's head will shatter like a watermelon even if he doesn't use invisibility techniques.
However, the moment the female bishop took action, her steps slipped, and her body failed to maintain balance. As a result, the street lamp fell less than a square foot away from Victor, hitting the flower pond next to it and knocking out an entire bush.
Lin was beaten to ashes.
She was stunned, surprised at her mistake. The man in front of her didn't dodge at all, but she managed to miss. Could it be that she really drank too much?
"You guys are really lucky..."
The blood-written yang talisman that Victor had just blessed himself pushed his luck to the extreme at the critical moment of life and death, and he narrowly escaped disaster.
After hearing the noise, he noticed the heroine's position, so he immediately rolled in the opposite direction, raised his hand and threw two more fire spells written in blood towards the location of the sound.
Just now, he was invisible and the female bishop couldn't see him. She could only judge the position by the direction of the attack. But now, Victor was deprived of his eyesight and could only judge the female bishop's position by his voice.
The explosion of the two fire spells was very powerful, and thick smoke swirled in the open space along with the flames.
When the female bishop came out of the smoke, she found that Victor was missing again.
"Are you hiding again? Brat..."
Her judgment was correct. Victor had indeed blessed himself with a water spell to make himself invisible again. But this time, he did not take action rashly, but hid quietly, waiting for his eyes to regain vision.
The female bishop was not attacked, so she had no way of judging Victor's location.
This is also due to Victor's understanding of the ability of lamps to communicate secretly.
The first secret of the lamp nature is that it is a vigilant who can foresee the direction of danger five seconds in advance.
The female bishop's head was getting dizzy from the alcohol, and she was shaking even while standing up against the street lamp.
At this time, Victor's vision gradually recovered, and he vaguely saw the state of this terrifying woman.
It was not easy to bypass her and rescue Will. While Victor was thinking of a way, an unexpected person suddenly intervened in the battlefield between the two.
"Isabel..."
A call came, as if calling the female bishop's name.
The female bishop immediately raised her head from her drunken dream and looked at the intersection ahead.
There stood a man, wearing a long leather coat and a tall top hat, holding a thick cigar in his mouth, and his head was surrounded by smoke.
The female bishop was so drunk that she couldn't see who was coming.
Her first reaction was to be alert, pull out the street light, walk over and attack the opponent.
Suddenly, the man walking towards him began to change. His originally normal skin became darker and harder, the mouth and nose on his face were elongated at the same time, his loose coat was tightened, and his figure quickly grew taller.
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The top hat was still on his head, but his appearance had completely transformed into a humanoid black dog.
Seeing such a change, Bishop Isabel was completely awakened from her drunkenness. She picked up the street lamp's hand and then smashed it down without hesitation, hoping to crush him.
But at the moment when the two parties' eyes met, Isabel suddenly felt a tremor in her body. There seemed to be some mysterious and cold power coming out of the other party's evil and inhuman black eyes, soaking into the bone marrow of her body and melting inside.
It formed a knot again.
In a moment of negligence, Isabel's whole body was frozen. She didn't know what happened. She couldn't control her limbs at all and could only tremble slightly.
The street lamp in her hand fell down, but the kobold in front of her slowly walked up to her and said.
"Alcohol slows down your reflexes, stupid woman."
After communicating at such a close distance, the female bishop finally recognized the identity of the person in front of her.
"William...Marshall?"
The black dog head nodded helplessly, and then the female bishop's body gradually returned to warmth. The cold and numb feeling just now receded, and the nerves' control over the limbs slowly returned.
Victor's invisibility spell also failed. He looked at the kobold with surprise on his face.
William returned to his human form at a speed visible to the naked eye. He arranged his clothes again and complained softly: "The quality of the custom-made clothes is good, and it is not broken."
After that, he told the two of them the purpose of coming here.
"I came to stop you from killing each other, but it seems it's a step too late. You're lucky that Isabel didn't break it."
He said the second half of the sentence to Victor, which proved that Victor was definitely no match for Isabel.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Victor did not refute this, this woman's body is harder than steel, and so far there is really no way to break through her defense.
William turned to the female bishop again. Judging from his attitude, it was obvious that the two had been acquaintances for a long time.
He said: "I heard that you took away prisoners from the Inspection Bureau. Is there any reason?"
Isabel was sitting on the ground. A lot of her clothes had been burned by Victor because of the fight just now, and many parts of her clothes were gone, which made William feel extremely embarrassed.
But it's embarrassing. I believe not many men would be interested in such a "toned" figure.
"This has nothing to do with you, unless you also want to steal people from me."
William took off his hat, revealing his high forehead. It was obvious that he had suffered severe hair loss recently.
"If you don't have a good reason, I am indeed prepared to take the prisoner back."
Isabel glanced at her mouth and looked at William with resentment in her blue eyes: "If I don't agree, will you continue to stare at me with the 'evil eye'?"
William smiled slightly and did not answer.
The female bishop immediately stood up, plugged the street lamp back into place, turned her back to him and said, "I need the man inside to explain to the church about the bat-winged demon. You know what I'm talking about."
"Is it just because of the bat-winged demon?" William raised his eyebrows.
Isabel turned her head and sneered: "What do you mean by just a bat-winged demon? You know that there may be a high-level blood descendant behind this creature. What does that species mean to the Holy See?"
"Well... Thousands of years of war and... witch-hunting movements have desecrated the light, and the demi-god race was born based on human material bodies in future generations..." William muttered something incomprehensible.
