Ruin No. 003, in the Southwest District, in a slightly dark and gloomy house.
The dark wind blew, the white wax burned, and the gauze hanging on the wall with worn holes swayed.
A woman with a graceful figure and wearing a long dress with obvious Quaternary Baroque style is sitting in a rocking chair. Her cheeks are tinged with a layer of pink. She is holding a wooden pendant in her hand, which shows a woman holding a baby. At this moment, her eyes are He looked deeply at the three visitors at the door.
"You only have three people left? You are indeed an organization that cannot stand on the stage. If I were you, I would leave now and I would never waste a second."
"Darianna, don't go too far. Don't forget that we are in an alliance now."
One of the men in college uniform at the door was about to step forward to argue when he was stopped by the woman in the middle.
"If you continue with this attitude, I think there is no need for us to continue talking, and you won't be able to explain it to the organization by then, right?"
"Daniela, you know that our church is only interested in pleasure. That little guy seems pretty good, so I agreed to your alliance. As for the explanation, it is you, not us."
Deliana said slowly. She glanced at the handsome man with sharp edges and light blue eyes standing on the far left, and a smile suddenly appeared at the corner of her mouth.
"Before eating the main meal, I would also like to have some snacks. What is your name? Do you want to come to my sister's place?"
"I?"
The handsome man on the left was stunned for a moment and pointed at himself.
"That's right, it's you. Come to my sister. I promise to make you feel the ultimate pleasure."
Deliana blinked slightly, crystal liquid seemed to be dripping from the corner of her mouth, and her expression showed strong desire.
Haha, of course the premise is that you can resist the erosion of the extraordinary power in my body, that feeling of bone erosion.
"Derek, wake up!"
Seeing her companion's eyes darkening and the surface temperature slowly rising, Daniela grabbed him and temporarily used dispersing magic to expel the charm.
"Darianna, although we are allies, if you mess up again, I don't mind teaching you a lesson before the target appears. After all, we have three Sequence 4s here, and you are currently only one."
Daniela took a deep look at her and took out a silver steam pistol from her waist with her left hand. Several silver bullets engraved with exorcism inscriptions flipped and jumped in her hand.
"oh?"
Silver candles burned quietly on the dilapidated fireplace, and the melted candle wax flowed down the red bricks and accumulated on the decayed wooden floor bit by bit.
Ten seconds later, Deliana shook her head, chuckled, slowly tapped the armrest and said:
"Forget it, people like you will never understand the joy of happiness. It is the most beautiful thing in the world... Well, let me think about it. The target is a Sequence 3 mathematician. He has strong fighting skills and is suspected of being able to travel through time. Magical items from the spiritual world?”
"Now there is a team called the Assassination Mission. On the surface, they massacre the freshmen team. In fact, they are all our people. The real freshmen team has not been harmed..."
"Assassination Mission? This name sounds a bit like someone from another organization. Could it be that the news has been leaked and other secret organizations also want to get a share of the pie?"
Deliana rocked the rocking chair slightly, while stroking the jewelry, whispering to herself. Suddenly she raised her eyes and looked at each other with Daniela.
"Perhaps this assassination mission is a play performed by Honavitch University?"
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Ruin No. 003, southeast, in a ruins basement.
Four assassination missionaries wearing tuxedos and red and black graffiti masks on their faces sat on chairs and looked coldly at the squirming and struggling black-haired woman in front of them. The original lace dress was in tatters, and her fair body He appears to be getting thinner and thinner.
An invisible, almost trembling energy clung to her whole body. Her hands kept grabbing and pulling on her face and body. Red blood stains appeared one after another, but no bright red blood flowed out.
Finally, she couldn't bear it any longer and cried out in surrender.
"Please stop, I'm telling you, I'll tell you everything I know."
"Oh, you are stronger than I thought. At least you can last longer than your teammates."
An envoy in a tuxedo in the middle raised his hand and clapped his hands casually.
The invisible force immediately disintegrated, turned into mist, dissolved into the air, and disappeared.
The thin black-haired woman staggered up and gasped for air, her white breasts undulating like a diver who had just climbed ashore.
When the other party calmed down, the envoy in the tuxedo in the middle leaned back slightly, leaning on it as if there was an invisible pillar in the void, and said in a calm and unwavering tone:
"Tell me how many of you are here."
"The purpose of our coming is to..."
"I'm asking you how many people are here, not the purpose. Well, I think you may not have suffered enough." As he spoke, the envoy was about to raise his hand again.
"No, I said, there are 30 of us here in total, half of them are teachers from the Plague Church and the Church of the Mother of Desire."
The black-haired woman completely lost her will to resist and answered honestly and frankly.
"30 people? Three churches with different faiths can actually cooperate together. It seems that you really value my little junior brother. Now tell me, why do you keep trying to get his ideas? Note that I said ideas. , is not the purpose of your coming."
"I only know that he is carrying something on his body, and it says that he wants to catch people alive, and whoever can catch them will get huge benefits. Patient No. 4 once proudly mentioned in front of us that if things go well this time, we will The organization will no longer hide, and will be able to occupy a certain say in the Kingdom of Ghent, no, in the continent of Phaedras."
something? The assassination envoy continued to lean back and fell into deep thought.
A rare ancient relic? Or is it a high-level magical item?
No, unless these things are level 0, they are not enough to compete with the existing church, but the extraordinary items at level 0 almost all have living properties, which is equivalent to a genuine King of Angels.
Since it is not a relic or a magical item, and it still needs a carrier to survive, could it be... authority?
According to legend, authority is the exclusive vocabulary of gods. In ancient times, authority was a hot divine object. Not to mention that in this extraordinary and apocalyptic era of modern times, almost no one has heard of it except angel-level clergy. .
This also proves from the side that the teacher accepts the junior disciple as his student. After all, he is a proud man with authority and will definitely become the darling of the times.
