Night Raven Master

Chapter 447

Looking at the old gentleman who fell on the ground, Yate couldn't help but sneered, the power of the magic eye surged in the opponent's body, analyzing the person's body.

The power used is the spirit-like power of the soul state, and there are many runes similar to the sequence of spells in the spiritual sea.

Mage?
The runes in it have lost their power and cannot be used, only some specious, rough and vague new runes beside them.

It is no problem to deal with the weakest of the multi-level three, but it can't be done with a slightly stronger one.

But because of his rich combat experience, he is still a mage, has a plan, and will be well prepared before making a move. He has basically never lost in the world in the shell.

According to memory, it seems to come from a remote lower world, and this guy is the strongest in that world.

Can a multi-level three be the strongest?A small world like Charmed World?
After this guy became the strongest, he was defiant. After a member who didn't know that it was a member of the multi-organization went to that world, he directly wiped out the world will of that world, and this guy was almost killed. What was left after the world was broken The residue was eaten by the void shell, after which he spent hundreds of years in the shell world recovering.

To use a little image to explain it-a mage's spells are basically sealed, and he re-imitated the original skills and made a lot of different spells.

The reason for his weak will is also because his original world was broken, and the magic supported by the world lost its power. After the power collapsed, his will was damaged. Although he had cultivated for hundreds of years, he was still a fragile shell.
I thought how strong it was.
Art shook his head, and after sorting out some useful information from his memory, he planned to get rid of the old man.

He thought for a while, and then gathered the power of the magic eye to create a magic eye spider. Under Banksy's awe-inspiring eyes, the magic eye spider bit the old man's body in half, and then said:

"Banksy, you just need to pay more attention to the affairs of the Black Bell Church during this time."

In the words, there was no mention of the old man who died on the spot.

Of course, there are no good people in the Eight Limbs Church, and Banksy naturally didn't respond to an old man dying on the spot. On the contrary, he took it for granted.

"I understand!"

"it is good."

Without waiting for Banksy to say anything else, he turned and opened the door and walked out.

At this time, the magic-eyed spider just ate up the old man's body.

Banksy looked at the huge spider whose color changed from purple-black to red-black, and retreated in awe.

And the red and black spider, the moment the door closed, its body gradually became smaller—at a very high speed, within a short period of time, the magic eye spider completely dispelled the power in the old man's body and melted into the old man's body. itself.

then
The body of the magic-eyed spider began to twist and deform, turning into the appearance of the old gentleman.

Outside the bar, Simon just walked out of a small shop a few hundred meters away from the bar, holding a newspaper in his hand.

Looking in the direction of the bar, Simon's gaze paused for a few seconds. In order to avoid being discovered, he shifted his gaze like a normal person. In his heart, he was a little anxious:
"I hope Jager can find out some news..."

This is Yage's second action. The action the day before yesterday gave him a lot of trust in Yage's ability, but he was still worried about any accidents.

"I don't know what's going on with Kaolanke and Amansera, I hope it's all right..."

While waiting for Jager to return, Simon thought about the other two groups.

Their team was forcibly divided into three groups. It should be difficult for everyone who is used to the original collocation, but in order to find out whether there are traitors and guard against possible dangers, this is a must.

At this moment, he saw an old gentleman in a red and black suit walking slowly out of the bar.

This person, he saw him go in not long ago, but he wasn't wearing clothes of this color before?

Why change clothes?
Simon was a little puzzled, and a little more suspicious in his heart.

But when he wanted to catch up, he heard a voice from the side:
"Simon."

Simon resisted his subconscious defensive reaction, turned his head to look at the person who came, it was a stranger he didn't know.

"Yag?"

He asked with some doubts.

"Yeah." The other party nodded, "It's the stronghold of gangsters, and many illegal transactions have been carried out."

Hearing this, Simon just shook his head: "We are not the police, and we don't care about things that have nothing to do with extraordinary power. Is this stronghold related to the Church of Eight Limbs?"

"It may be related. There is too much time, and I haven't got any information." Art responded, "I don't rule out this possibility."

Of course he won't directly veto it. Of course, there is no way to find any important news in such a short period of time, but...you can throw the blame away.

"By the way, I noticed that there are two people with strange breaths, and they feel very similar to us." Art continued.

"Like us?" Simon mused, "Have you written down what they look like?"

"Write it down." Art described, "A person looks about six or seventy years old, dressed as a gentleman, wearing a top hat and holding a civilized stick, and a black scarf with white patterns around his neck."

"The other looked to be in his 30s, wearing a deer stalker hat, a plain gray trench coat and a briefcase."

As he spoke, Art looked around and motioned for Simon to come with him.

After coming to a dark alley next to him, he changed his posture, changing one by one, showing the appearance of the two to Simon.

Such an intuitive change made Simon recall it all at once.

He has seen both of them. The first one, the old man, just walked out of the bar and changed into a red and black suit.

"Shall we track it down?"

Simon was thinking about it. At this time, Dolores, who was wearing a pink-gray lady's coat and a wide-brimmed hat, passed by outside. Looking around, she glanced across the alley and found Simon. She walked over and saw Art , she couldn't help frowning and lowering her voice:
"Simon, and, is this Jager?"

Yate nodded, and under the gaze of the two, he returned to his original state.

After seeing that it was indeed Art, Dolores said with a serious face:

"I need your help."

"What happened?"

Her face made Simon suddenly serious, and Art also showed a serious expression.

Dolores took a deep breath and replied in a deep voice:

"Lian Hook, out of control! He attacked Amansera and disappeared."

Lean Hook is out of control! ?
Simon was stunned for a moment: "How could that be? He."

"Don't worry so much, the important thing now is to find Lian Hook first."

(End of this chapter)