At this moment, Bakerland coughed violently, as if he wanted to spit out his heart and lungs, the cough caused the flaming spear to lose control and dissipate bit by bit, the cough made his face flush and his forehead feel hot.

The influence he had on the enemy with the help of the magical item was also lifted, and the "shepherd" got rid of the stagnation and returned to normal.

"Why do you think I have to talk to you so much? How does it feel to have severe pneumonia and an unstoppable cough?" The devilish face asked with the corners of its mouth curled up.

Upon hearing this sentence, Bakerland suddenly remembered the beautiful and alluring appearance of the enemy just like a woman, and said regretfully, "Ahem, disease!"

"You, cough cough, killed one, cough cough, witch of pain!"

The "shepherd" was de-demonized, and his body became shadowy and layered.

He snorted and said, "No, I just accepted the gift from the Dark Saint."

"I know that the 'conspirator' always has various methods, so next, I will use my strongest ability, so as not to let you have any unnecessary hopes."

A book appeared in front of him, a transparent and blurry book.

This ancient book flipped quickly, accompanied by a low voice: "I came, I saw, I recorded."

"As long as I have recorded it, I can use it once. This is the ability specially shown to me by the Dark Saint. Although it can only have half the original effect, it is enough." The voice of "Shepherd" became ethereal, The body was enveloped by the darkness pouring from the book.

He quickly turned into a two-meter-three-four-foot-tall giant, covered with black, cold armor, only the eyes where two clusters of crimson light shone.

The dark knight raised the straight and gloomy sword in his hand, took a step forward, and slashed suddenly.

"No!"

"Why?"

Amid Bakerland's screams, layers of flames gushing out of his body were split open, various bursts of light were split open, and his body was also split in half.

Slap! Bakerland fell to the ground, not a single bit of blood spilled from the wound, and even his soul seemed to be corroded and wiped out by the dark and gloomy long sword that seemed to be non-existent.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The fireballs gushing out of Bakerland's body lost control, causing the room to collapse and the glass to rattle. At this time, the isolation caused by his own will had disappeared along with his death.

The "shepherd" didn't stop, and didn't wait for the Extraordinary characteristics to separate out. He returned to his shadowy appearance just now, seized the opportunity before the embassy's military officers arrived, passed through layers of walls, and rushed into the darkness outside. .

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At No. 15 Minsk Street, Klein paused while holding the handle with his right palm.

He decided to safely toss a coin before opening the door.

Now that Ian has already been here, and the apocalyptic picture seen in the dream divination has appeared, the danger may come at any time!

Silently reciting the words "Visitors outside will bring danger", Klein popped up a copper quarter penny and watched it fall into his palm with the numbers facing up.

Negative... Klein muttered to himself silently, reached out and twisted the handle.

But he didn't lower his vigilance because of this. He knew that there was a Sequencer of the same path on the ambassador's side who could interfere with his divination.

If it is the other party, it is normal to get the wrong answer!

It's a pity that he didn't have time or opportunity to go above the gray fog to confirm... Klein used his spiritual vision to look through the wooden board for a while, but found nothing wrong, then he opened the door and took two steps back.

Sergeant Farthing, who was wearing a black and white grid uniform outside, took off his hat and said with a serious face: "The people above sent me to tell you, be careful tonight and tomorrow, and be careful of strangers." JrNovels.com