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As soon as the "Snicker" spell left Leonard Mitchell's hand, he disappeared into the air, and I didn't know where to go, so that he and Ins Zangweier's position became bleak at the same time, even The inflated silver storm could not be illuminated.

At this moment, Leonard only felt that his body was numb, and it seemed that lightning had jumped on it, causing a slight acupuncture pain, which would completely carbonize his body at any time.

But then, he was not attacked by the unbearable pain, just like nothing happened.

No, one thing happened. A lightning bolt that opened the claws fell in front of him, crushing the ground and blackening the soil.

Klein took the "smuggler" spell while Leonard Mitchell took the initiative to let his lightning strike off Inns Zangweel!

"what!"

The screams of screaming followed, and the rich darkness around Inz. Zangewell failed to counteract the storm of silver and white lightning, allowing the body to be swept into it.

He took over the fate of Leonard Mitchell being swallowed up by the "Lightning Storm"!

Bang!

The low thunder suddenly blew, and the Thunder's forest quickly dissipated. But the previous lightning storm had not completely ended, and the high-altitude dropped another silver electric light, which set off a new wave.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

The thunder of Raytheon has been repeated one after another. The lightning frequency that has just been reduced has returned to normal, and there is no gap, so that the position of Ins. Zangweier has a layer of darkness, and it is impossible to annihilate all the silver.

After several storms, the glare of the light finally dimmed, and the tiny electric snake fluttered weakly around.

Ins. Zangweier is still there, not falling.

However, his head with dark eyes, blood red light, and mysterious symbols has split apart and cracked again and again. The blood in the gap is black and the grayish white liquid is overflowing a little.

The four "legs" in his ribs and waist were completely blackened and curled up, as if they had just touched it, they would fall.

On the top, not only the white feathers are hard to see, but the blood vessels wrapped around the surface are carbonized and shattered, scattered all over the ground, and consistent with the height of the body.

But even so, Inns Zangweier is still not dead, and the creatures that have acquired the divine nature have the vitality that ordinary people can't imagine!

The **** red light in his eyes became more and more intense, and the violent madness could no longer be weakened. His heart was full of remorse and the urge to vent.

He hated that he only tried to escape at the beginning, instead of killing the enemies present. At that time, if he used his ability without any scruples, he showed the horror of the demigod without reservation. He could definitely kill in the lightning. Death Dai Li. Simone and Leonard Mitchell, will not be so embarrassed by the extraordinary of the two sequences.

"Damn, **** it!" Ings Zangweier snarled, throwing away the faint quill of "0-08", and the remaining four "legs" supported and rushed to Leonard Mitchell.

Leonard just had to move, and the body suddenly felt cold, and seemed to be entangled by a slender hair sticking out from the darkness, from the dream, and could no longer move.

Bang!

A flash of lightning slammed on Ins. Zangweier's body, but he only shook a bit, and dropped a few pieces of burnt flesh and blood, did not stop the attack, and even revealed a cruel smile.

After this blow, he is absolutely certain that the person who hides behind the scenes and drives the lightning is close to the limit, and can no longer use the ability of the semi-god level!

Leonard, who was entangled in the invisible hair of the roots, thought quietly and quietly, as if he didn't want to resist any more, so he slept in the night.

He couldn't move the ball and bite his tongue. He recovered a certain amount of sobriety for a short time, and let the transparent book in front of him ring the humming sound again:

"I came, I saw, I recorded!"

The hustle and bustle of the wind slammed back, and the horrible tornado screamed toward Ins. Zangweier.

It broke the black hair-like illusion, and Leonard gained the freedom to act.

Hey!

Ins. Zangweier was thrown up and squatted on the ground, and there were more and more deep cracks in his body, and pale blood flowed inside.

He lost a former "leg" and he still didn't die, and he "stuck" and his eyes locked the night poet without blinking.

Almost no signs, Leonard's sole slipped, fell to the ground, want to climb, but always can not maintain balance, even making a gust of wind, rolling up itself also failed.

"Damn! At the time in Tingen, I should kill you in a coma!" Ins. Zangweier cursed as he gnashed his teeth. "The woman is dying, you are fast!"

He cursed and limped to Leonard's position, seemingly lost the ability to move at high speed, his expression was abnormal:

"Your captain is so annoying, your teammate is also, you are too!

"When you kill you, I will leave here and go back to Tingen to dig up their graves!"

In the curse, the darkness of death rushed out of the body of Inz. Zangwell, and shrouded Leonard Mitchell not far away.

Leonard felt the shackles of bad luck, but could do nothing, even dare not open his eyes.

boom!

In a shot, the pale gold bullets entered the darkness with a strong sense of death, bringing blazing sunlight and neutralizing the anomalies there.

Snapped! A piece of Tarot card flew over and was inserted in a different place on the ground.

One of them, in front of Leonard, immediately ignited a red flame.

Among the flames, wearing a half-height silk hat, wearing a black formal dress, the figure of the long-wheeled revolver came out, the black hair was brown, the outline was deep, and the book was very heavy, it was Klein Moretti.

He has been unable to control the "Poseidon Scepter" and he has decisively returned to the real world, with a "cancelerate bell", to come to ring!

"You, it really is you! You are still alive! Let's die together!" Ings Zangwell's speed recovered, wandering around Klein, trying to force the other side into the dream.

He just pretended to be pretending!

But Klein didn't get any influence, didn't show signs of slumbering, raised his right hand, and pulled the trigger if he had a hunch.

boom!

Ins. Zangweier was slammed into the ground by a powerful impact, and the cracks in his head became wider.

"The shot was just for Ms. Dai Li." Klein snorted and slammed his fingers, and with the flames ignited, it flashed to the other side of Ins.

Ins. Zangweier’s eyes bulged out and moved at a high speed, spreading the doom and trying to influence each other. However, this has no effect.

"This gun is Leonard."

All the tarot cards were ignited at the same time. Like the fireworks, Klein flashed behind Ins. Zangweier and pulled the hammer. He intuitively pulled the trigger.

boom!

Ins. Zangweier’s left leg had a pale blood flower that broke directly from it.

His running stopped short, and even the balance was almost impossible to maintain.

With the burning tarot card, Klein made a continuous flame jump, not letting himself fall into the influence of the black "hair".

"This gun is Mei Gaoousi."

"This gun is the internal caretaker."

"This gun is the ruined Black Thorne Security Company."

"This gun is all ‘nights’.”

"This gun is my own."

In the groaning voice, Klein pulled the trigger continuously and made a corresponding replacement. He fired a silver hunting demon bullet, broke the other leg of Ins Zangweier, opened his forehead and let His voice was getting lower and lower, and he gradually lay down on the ground.

Finally, Klein flashed in front of Ins. Zangweier, the "cancel the clock" revolver arrived in his face.

At this time, the mysterious and strange pattern was highlighted on the head of Ins. Zangweier, which was about to crack, creating a strong impact.

He also has the ability to resist!

He is waiting for the other person to come close, using his own mythological creature form to reverse the situation!

However, Klein's brown eyes looked at him like that, but did not reflect anything.

He pushed harder to the "cancel the clock" revolver and immediately pulled the trigger.

boom!

Ins. Zangwell’s head exploded completely, like a broken watermelon, and debris and juice spilled everywhere.

"The death knell" sounded for him.

Klein raised his left hand, smashed his eyes and pushed the real eyelid hidden underneath back into place.

There was a mist in his brown shackles, and his mouth curled up a little, facing Ins. Zangweier, who was already dead, and said:

"This gun is the captain."

He didn't give the other party a chance to tell the last words. He didn't want to know what the insults of Ins.

He then took the remaining tarot card from his pocket and threw it on the body of Ins Zangweier.

This is an inverted "star" card.

At this time, a figure appeared not far away, bending over and picking up the already bleak feather pen.

This figure is dressed in a simple white robe, with a pale gold beard covering the lower half of the face, and a silver cross pendant hanging from the chest, like the most common priest, the king of angels, Adam!

Adam looked at Klein, and laughed and said:

"Unfortunately, I could not keep the snake."

He looked at the quill in his hand and looked at the tarot card. The smile added another sentence:

"The gift of all destiny has already marked the price in the dark, isn't it?" (Note 1)

After that, he turned his body and disappeared step by step into the broken square, leaving a sing-like sentence:

"In the witness of the 'audience', Klein Moretti completed a gorgeous drama and directed a miraculous murder. He used this to digest the potion and had the extra power to try to advance when the drama ended. ""

Klein didn't go to experience the digestive and corresponding feedback of the "Master of Secrets" potion, a flame jump, and came to Dai Li Simone.

The lady is almost completely out of control, she said confusedly:

"I don't want to be a monster..."

"Okay..." Klein looked at her sadly and wondered if there was any way to get a loser to be saved.

He thought about letting the other person mourn the name of the "fool" and pulling her spirit onto the fog, but in the case of the body has changed, this seems to be of no use, unless Dai Li chooses to stay there, and " The "Flower Flower" ring also fails to solve the corresponding problem.

Dai Li smiled hard and confronted the white fluff and the black scales that appeared on the surface:

"Oh it's you……

"You didn't ask me before, why didn't you take the initiative, and voluntarily confessed to Dunn, pushing him to the bed?"

She took a breath and smiled bitterly:

"I have had it in the past, too much indulgence, he, he is a conservative person, I, I am very inferior."

She is almost unable to control and is about to become a monster.

At this time, she heard Klein Moretti respond:

"The captain actually likes you very much, but you are too good and too young, and he is also very inferior."

Dai Li smiled, and immediately saw the man in a black trench coat with a high hairline and a faint ash in his gaze. He saw him press his chest with his hand, bent over and reached out and invited himself to dance.

She explored her own hand and her thoughts became stagnant.

The gray man in the black trench coat pulled up Dai Li, who gradually retreated. In Leonard’s eyes, in the ruined fountain of the fountain, a brisk dance danced.

The same kind of material flew out, there were golden vines, and there were more ugly rubber masks. Under the guidance of the spirit, they gradually joined together and poured into a metal vial.

In the wonderful dance, Dai Li leaned forward and leaned in Dunn's arms.

Klein took the bottle of potion, put it in his mouth, and poured it in.

Note 1: The famous sentence of the Austrian writer Zweig.

PS: The number of words is written too much, so it is a bit late, first change later, ask for a monthly ticket!