A Master's Type Moon Event Book

"Let's go." Pascal said to Li Xiang.

The two of them, together with the other nine team members, hid in the abandoned gas station, and only Bazzett stood on the open road waiting.

Standing behind the oil tank, Li Xiang stuck out half of his head, just in time to see Bazzett put on two black gloves.

The peaceful time did not wait long.

Fifteen representatives wearing the unique black cassocks of the Holy Church appeared.

The leader was a middle-aged man with long blond hair and a calm face. He had three black keys between the fingers of his hands.

The black key is one of the basic weapons of the Holy Church. The throwing short sword only needs to carry the hilt. The blade is generated by magic power. It has special damage to vampires and spirits, but it is not very useful in terms of physics. , if combined with secret techniques, the power can be further enhanced.

He looked at Bazzett, then turned his head to look at the gas station behind him, and said, "Bazzett, is this the burial place you chose?"

"Momchir, this is for you."

Bazzett's tone was flat, and a blue arc flashed on the black gloves, which was a sign of the activation of the engraved runes.

Before Momchir could answer, she took a stride, broke through the wind and waves, and slammed her fist hard at him.

Momchir jumped, swung his right arm, and the three black keys burst into flames.

A bang.

Bazett's fist hit the flame, and the super-powerful force shattered the flame and the black key. Only the hilt made of special material turned into three black shadows and ejected to nowhere.

He stepped forward again, jumped up in the air, and hit Momchir with his right fist again.

Three black keys appear.

The pale yellow elements surged wildly.

Bazzett frowned slightly, petrification appeared on the black gloves.

She clenched her fist with her left hand, and the dense thunder light spread, followed by it, and landed on the black key.

Momchir stepped back without hesitation and stood on the ground. Six hilts flew out from under the vestment, and the blades grew instantly.

"Some troubles, we underestimated the intelligence system of the Church of the Holy Church."

Pascal looked at the fourteen proctors who came over, his face was a bit ugly, even the trainee proctors were tough and ruthless characters.

"What's wrong?" Li Xiang asked.

"Earlier, Bazzett told us that there were only five substitutes, but now there are fifteen of them. They must have received news of our support. Maybe when we were in the hotel, they were recruiting people, so they didn't do anything. After all, it is not easy to reinforce ten agents in a short period of time."

Looking at Bazzett who was pressing Momchir to fight, Li Xiang calmly said: "We just need to wait until Bazzett finishes Momchir."

"Well, the situation can only be like this now."

Pascal took a deep breath and said, "Large magic arrays take too long, so I chose the most effective illusion array hastily. It will be activated during our battle, and agents will never be on guard. As long as there are a few A trance can turn the tide of battle.

And your task is to deal with the only nun in the proxy.She has the lowest rank, but as an agent, and she is a woman, she definitely has a very special place, not a simple character.There is no doubt that you have the most comprehensive strength among the twelve of us, with many basic magic tricks and spear skills.It's more reassuring to leave it to you. "

Li Xiang looked over.

A girl who stands out among the representatives.

Long silver hair, golden pupils, petite, wearing a one-piece nun uniform.

Something is not right.

Li Xiang frowned.

After watching for a while, I finally found the violation.

In his impression, the nun's clothes were as wide as a black dress, but this girl's was like a miniskirt, revealing black stockings without any scruples.

"it is good."

Li Xiang nodded seriously, this girl gave him a really strange feeling.

Then he smiled, with an indescribably calm face, "In that case, Pascal, please do me a favor and give them a meeting gift."

"what?"

Pascal was a little puzzled, but quickly let out a low exclamation. Following what Li Xiang pointed out, he saw the runes appearing on the ground. There was a whole row of twenty runes.

"When did it happen?" he asked.

"I carved the runes on the ground during the waiting time. You should know a little about runes, you can burn them in advance, and then input the magic power to activate them, so I need to borrow your magic power."

"The rune you drew can't bear the magic power of my sacrificial seat?"

"It just can't bear it. As long as we guide it a little and detonate it on the way, it is equivalent to a fast-starting priest-level Pyroblast magic."

"How can you perform magic like this? If the lecturer of the clock tower finds out, he will scold you bloody. But...it is indeed a genius idea."

"There's no such thing as a genius, it's just that you're used to performing magic the orthodox way."

After saying this, Li poured magic power into his right hand, a row of runes lit up, and countless lines of ice appeared in front of him in an instant.

He took a step forward, exposing himself to the eyes of the agent.

"Eldest son rank?" Someone sneered, "What about the rest of you, how could a magician from the eldest son rank come out to die? Could it be that there is no one in your clock tower?"

Five meters away.