Mystery: Paradox Path

The real creator that Snow sold to Klein had degraded the blood of God, and was made into three blasphemous spells, one to kill Master Luo, and one to be used in the suburbs of Bayam, and now this last one, the target , but not Ince!

Even with the goddess' curse of doom, Klein was not sure that he would hit the vigilant Ince Zangwill.

Still, that's not a big deal!

At the same time as the black iron-colored charm turned into a streamer, Klein's spirituality touched the crimson star representing Leonard. Leonard in reality immediately understood. He raised his left palm against his forehead, and touched a A "Luck Stealer" spell, with the help of the old man, maximize the effect of this spell—

"destiny!"

The ancient supernatural language reverberated in the air, and countless dazzling silver-white lightnings came from the sky, landing on Leonard one after another. At the same time, another ancient Hermes word came out of the lightning—

"Light!"

The dazzling fire of the sun even suppressed the silver white of Thunder. Under Leonard's suicide attack, all the damage was fed back to Ince!

Inston was electrocuted first and then roasted, and his body was charred black. The endless babbling in his mind made him begin to grow fine and thick black body hair.

His dark blue and nearly black eyes were full of puzzlement, because with Leonard's strength, it was impossible... 八一中文网

At this moment, out of the corner of his eyes, he caught a glimpse of 0-08 who had started writing again at some point. On his scorched priest's robe, a string of words appeared faintly—

"Oh, poor Ince Zangwill, he actually tried to use the dream on a teenager with a thief angel parasite! Poor Ince Zangwill, he only found out that his dream was successful, but I didn't notice that the dream was stolen at the same time Leonard committed suicide! Oh, sure enough, every high-level thief is an excellent master of deception, even if he is the thief's conscience!"

Ince Zangwill's eyes were scarlet, and the injury on his body had become a fact, but the filthy words still echoed in his ears, and a spirit body suddenly floated out of his body, and the body of the spirit body quickly turned black, Darkened, then twisted, distorted, and exploded into a ball, and Ince escaped the influence of the foul language spell, grabbed the jumping 0-08 and quickly wrote:

"Ince Zangwill's mental state is far better than he imagined. Even after suffering a raving attack of unknown origin, he still has the ability to effectively control his mythical creature form. He decided not to make any reservations and do his best. , get out of here!"

As the last stroke of the classical quill pen fell, Ince Zangwill's body also changed, his eyes became as dark as ink, and the fine runes extended little by little, forming one and the other. Twisted occult symbols.

Around his waist, his ribs, his clothes swelled, his flesh and blood squirmed, and at one stroke, four arms without skin and full of blood vessels grew. The arms were quickly covered with white feathers, and the breath of death was constantly moving towards him. spread all around.

At the same time, Inz Zangwill's teeth were pulled out one by one, becoming sharp and sharp. If you look closely, you can still see countless vague and small faces inlaid on the surface of the teeth.

In the blink of an eye, the night watchman was lying on the ground, a strange monster with eight legs and white feathers.

The entire square was suddenly shrouded in darkness, the insects in the soil and the bacteria on the floor tiles died one by one, entering an eternal slumber.

This is the combination of night and the power of death.

"Close your eyes!" Pallez's voice suddenly exploded in Leonard's ears. Leonard did not hesitate and immediately closed his eyes. Klein, who was above the gray fog, had already responded, and he reached out his hand. A little Leonard gave him a peculiar vision like God's perspective, and at the same time, a spell like a ruby ​​was thrown into the battlefield by him—

"life!"

A red moon suddenly appeared above the night sky shrouded in silence and darkness. A strong vitality spread, spirituality was growing, and all things were recovering, directly suppressing the dead silence field that had just spread.

The scepter in his hand fell down, and streaks of silver-white lightning struck Ince Zangwill, who had entered the incomplete mythical creature form. Like a large spider with a wolf head and feathers, Ince stretched out his eight legs. He ran across the square, trying to shake off the thunder's bombardment at the high speed of dragging out the afterimage.

only…

"What am I going to do?" Ince Zangwill, who was running, suddenly froze. When he came back to his senses again, countless thunderbolts had completely wrapped him.

Seeing that he could not escape the lightning strike, Ince Zangwill immediately put away one of his legs, held the classical quill pen, and wrote on his feathers while running:

"It's obviously not just Reinette Tinichole who came to watch the fun. After being accidentally attracted by the battle, a great existence developed sympathy for Ince Zangwill's situation and decided to help him and bring him from the spirit. Leave the world!"

Just as soon as the text was finalized, the quill shook uncontrollably, adding a sentence in a very small range—

"Unfortunately, Reinette Tinichole seems to be very dissatisfied with someone trespassing into her 'theatre'.

In the writing room, Ince Zangwill ate a few more lightning strikes, while Leonard took out another Sun Flame Charm, looking for an opportunity to throw it.

In Ince Zangwill's pitch-black eyes surrounded by mysterious symbols, a little blood-red light flashed away. He clenched the quill in his hand tightly and forcibly waved it—

"Another unknown existence is attracted, trying to take advantage of the entanglement of Renette Tinichole and enter the real world..."

But just before he finished writing, a door of sacrifice suddenly appeared. A man who had been neglected before, hidden in the corner, picked up a gold-colored door from the door of sacrifice. Drenched crystal bottle.

Almost in an instant, an incomparably terrifying aura descended on this square. Whether it was the red moon in the sky, or the dead and gloomy environment, it was completely emptied in an instant.

Almost at the same time, the golden crystal bottle disappeared into the gate of sacrifice again, and the quill in the hand of Ince, who was covered in black smoke, quietly wrote a new sentence—

"Oh! For unknown reasons, Eternal Blazing Sun's gaze turned to this square. Under the malicious gaze, no spiritual creature dared to approach here, not only that, but the remaining spiritual body of Ince was also there. This time the gaze evaporated completely, oh, poor Ince Zangwill, alas, hapless Ince Zangwill, why are you the Realm of Death and Night?"

"Brother Shen!"

"Um!"

Shen Changqing was walking on the road, and when he met someone he knew, he would say hello or nod to each other.

But no matter who.

Everyone's face has no superfluous expressions, as if they are very indifferent to everything.

to this.

Shen Changqing is used to it.

Because this is the Ministry of Suppression, it is an organization that maintains the stability of Daqin. Its main responsibility is to kill monsters and monsters. Of course, there are also some other side jobs.

It can be said.

In the Demon Suppression Division, everyone had a lot of blood on their hands.

When a person is used to seeing life and death, he will become indifferent to many things.

When he first came to this world, Shen Changqing was a little uncomfortable, but over time he got used to it.

The town magic department is very big.

Those who can stay in the Town Demon Division are all powerful masters, or those who have the potential to become masters.

Shen Changqing belongs to the latter.

Among them, the Demon Suppression Division is divided into two occupations, one is the guardian envoy and the other is the demon slayer.

Anyone who enters the Demon Suppression Division starts from the lowest level of demon slayer.

Then he was promoted step by step, and finally he was expected to become a guardian envoy.

Shen Changqing's predecessor was a trainee slayer in the Demon Suppression Division, and he was also the lowest-ranked slayer.

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He is also very familiar with the environment of the Town Demon Division.

It didn't take too long, Shen Changqing stopped in front of an attic.

Different from other places full of chills in the Demon Suppression Division, the attic here seems to stand out from the crowd, showing a different tranquility in the **** Suppression Demon Division.

At this time, the door to the attic was open, and occasionally people came in and out.

Shen Changqing just hesitated for a moment, then stepped inside.

Enter the attic.

Circumstances have changed in vain.

A burst of ink fragrance mixed with a faint smell of blood rushed towards his face, causing his brows to instinctively wrinkle, but it quickly relaxed.

There is almost no way to clean the **** smell of everyone in Zhen Mosi.

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