Dear Mrs. Cassina:
Hello!
The secret of your husband's self-portrait has been exposed. It is now placed in the abandoned park south of Billy Street. At nine o'clock we will officially destroy the painting. If you still want to see "him" one last time, please come to the appointment on time.
The winner is king, the loser has nothing to say!
At 8 o'clock in the evening, Claire put down the letter in her hand. This was an obvious trap, but she didn't care anymore. She would go no matter who was eyeing her in the park.
Wraith spirits have little intelligence and act in a mechanical and rigid manner. Evil spirits are relatively cunning, but not as good as humans. Even if they become evil spirits and are as intelligent as humans, they are definitely not the same person that the deceased was when he was alive.
She was filled with despair. She was originally a broken person because she had been traumatized many times before. Even as a fourth-level witch, she actually only had less than 20 years to live. She wanted to spend the rest of her life with him like this, but maybe before There were too many sins, and God failed to make her wish.
A full-length mirror is placed on the left side of the living room. The frame is made of rosewood. This kind of wood is not easy to crack, not easy to deform, easy to process, easy to carve, has clear texture and fragrance.
Coupled with the exquisite skills of the craftsmen, it is just a piece of glass framed and fixed on the base, but it has a classical beauty.
This is a mirror she made herself. After she stopped making potions and experimenting with alchemy, she started making some furniture or learning to cook.
Showing a gentle smile, Claire began to comb her clothes in the mirror, spreading her brown-red hair naturally, and put on a khaki shirt jacket and a yellow gauze skirt.
She was dressed like this that day. It was raining heavily and she fell on the wet ground. Seven people passed by along the way, but he was the only one who picked her up.
Otherwise, she would have died the next day because she was extremely weak at the time, and there would be no need for Michelle to hunt her down.
The corners of Claire's mouth were slightly raised. She put on a pair of pink and white mid-heeled shoes and a white women's straw hat with a black ring on the bottom like a girl next door going on a date with her boyfriend for the first time and went out. .
It seemed like it was a sunny morning and she just went to a park with flowers in full bloom for an appointment.
It doesn't matter whether it's Michelle, or even Gonzalez, the head of the Knights Templar, or someone else.
"Da da……"
Light and rhythmic footsteps sounded in the silent and abandoned park. She walked on the deserted brick and stone ground with long steps.
The comfortable cool breeze blew her long hair, the dim cold light of the stars and the moon fell, and there was a slight rustling sound. She came to the small square, with a few fallen leaves swirling down around her.
"Bang! Bang!"
Two gunshots appeared suddenly, and the holy text on the demon-hunting bullets shone brightly, exuding a faint white light, and shot towards them like arrows.
"Ha~"
Claire chuckled lightly, and the black and red runes on her arms lit up. She raised her hands instantly, gathered spiritual energy, and blocked two demon hunting bullets with her red translucent skull palms, and then shook it!
"Bang! Bang!"
The holy text shone brightly, and two demon-hunting bombs exploded like fireworks. The red skull handprint was also somewhat damaged, but it was quickly being repaired.
"Uh-huh!"
Ren and Catherine rushed out of the bushes almost at the same time, outflanking them on the left and right.
"Keng!"
Ren held the knife in his right hand, and the energy of the stars was injected into the Demon Hunter 7-style long knife. The psychic array in the blade lit up, and he slashed out with a half-turn.
"Chakram!"
The arc-shaped light blue sword light flew out, the sound of breaking wind sounded, and with a hiss, the red skull handprint was cut into two pieces!
Claire was slightly surprised and took a step back. Even if her strength was not as good as before, she shouldn't be defeated by a third-level demon hunter.
Not allowing her to think too much, Catherine held the gun in her right hand and fired another demon-hunting bullet. Her left hand formed a spiral shape, crimson fire light lit up, and the arc-shaped crescent moon condensed in her hand.
"Uh-huh!"
The crescent moon seemed to be burning, flying quickly through the air. Claire jumped to the left nimbly, avoiding the hunting bullets, and reached out to pick up the straw hat. When she turned, several black and red runes lit up, and a lotus pattern appeared on the straw hat. .
"Bang!"
The crescent moon emitting crimson light hit the straw hat, turning into fireworks and dissipating. The lotus pattern on the straw hat also dimmed.
"despair!"
The floor tiles were cracked with one foot, and Renne took advantage of the situation to bully him and slashed with a knife in both hands!
'Blood cut! '
With a hiss, the straw hat in Claire's hand was cut in half. He raised his foot, fighting energy condensed on the sole of his foot, dots of stars appeared, and he kicked his face with a side kick!
"Huh~"
The witch, who leaned back and landed on her toes, flew back. Ren's leather boots scratched her bangs and lifted her long hair.
Before she could stand up again, Ren instantly took out the demon hunting pistol from the pocket of his windbreaker and fired two bullets without ceremony. Catherine also added one.
"Bang! Bang! Bang!"
Claire, who was flying back, stopped instantly, her body whirling as if dancing a swan, the hem of her yellow gauze skirt floated, and many black geometric figures appeared on her clothes.
The demon-hunting bullet stopped on her body and clothes, the white holy text on it dimmed, and the bullet turned into dust.
Claire laughed charmingly, her voice clear and sweet: "Who am I to think that you, two third-level demon hunters, want to hunt me?
Give me the painting and I'll let you go. "
"You are happy too early. Now you no longer have the fourth-level combat power. In three years, you will be almost useless." Renne mocked.
The red witch's expression turned cold. Indeed, as Ren said, she is just an empty shell now. She has hidden wounds in her body. She also promised her husband not to kill people and draw blood. Her strength is retreating instead of advancing.
In addition, I haven't played against anyone in three years, and my form has also declined a lot.
Without further words, Claire lost her patience. What just happened was just a test from both sides.
Her brown-red hair spread out, a blood sun rose from behind her, and the black-red runes on her arms also fell from her body, forming a complex pattern of soul-devouring arrays on the ground.
The free spiritual energy in the air brought up the breeze and gathered in the witch formation under her long white legs. It was then sucked into the body from the soles of her feet and injected into the blood ring behind her.
Petals appeared one after another in the blood ring, like a blooming lotus, extremely charming, and black and red chains surged out from the buds, sweeping towards Ren and Catherine!
The two looked at each other and had a perfect understanding. Ren stepped lightly on the soles of his feet, and the energy of the stars was directed to a certain point on the ground. In an instant, in the small square in the center, the orderly points shone like cold stars.
The large and small double-layered hexagram array lit up on the ground, and the smaller hexagram array quickly floated into the sky and slowly rotated 8 meters above the head.
The black and red chains that were densely swept towards the two people in mid-air suddenly stagnated, and bits of stardust eroded on the chains like rust.
'Soul-Severing Knife - Shadow Killing! '
Ren raised his sword, and dozens of sword lights shot through the air, slashing at the swept psychic chains!
"Clang!"
Countless broken black and red chains fell to the ground, making a crisp sound, and then slowly faded and disappeared.
Claire's expression changed, and she stared at the six-pointed star array with an ugly face. She felt a lot of suppression. The corrosive power of those starlights seemed to be much greater than the normal array!
"Your power is very special." Claire spoke out for the second time, staring carefully at Ren, who was surrounded by dots of fluorescent lights in the darkness.
Catherine smiled sweetly: "That's right, so I asked him to activate the Star Formation."
After saying that, she reached out and slapped the ground, and the crimson spiritual energy was directed into another spell formation like flowing water.
Green light emerged, patterns of countless vine petals lit up on the brick and stone floor, and the smell of green grass and flowers flowed into the mouth and nose.
Around the small square, as if being stimulated by something, shrubs and flowers began to grow wildly. A vine began to grow visibly to the naked eye, and the new buds sprouted and quickly turned into verdant green leaves.
Helpless branches stretched out from the woods beside the square towards the Red Witch like whips, entangled with the black and red chains emerging from the blood lotus behind her!
Some vines with oval green leaves surround Catherine, and the fragrance of flowers and plants overflows, which is refreshing.
Both magic arrays are activated. The most insidious thing is that the core of the array is the self-portrait in the center of the small square!
Staring at the self-portrait wrapped in a two-color barrier, Claire took a deep breath, her pupils already dyed scarlet.
