Boom!
On the other side of the tarmac, a ball of blue and white lightning suddenly soared. The shockwave of the explosion was powerful, and the radius of its power reached an astonishing twenty meters. Lightning and fire rose, and a dense aura of Origin Energy danced in the air. Obviously, it was not an ordinary weapon, but an attack from a magical energy weapon.
A slender figure staggered out of the lightning and rolled on the ground, suppressing the flames around him. It was a girl, in her early thirties, with a short, charred piece of hair. Her face and chest were dyed red with blood. She struggled to get up, but blood sprayed out of her nostrils and mouth at the same time. There were also some fragments of internal organs mixed in the blood mist!
"It's best to lie still." A processed electronic synthetic voice sounded. Another figure passed through the curtain of fire and aimed a large-caliber magic cannon at the woman. "Otherwise, I can only blow your head apart."
Judging from his size, he was a man. Tall and well-proportioned. He wore a khaki robe and a full helmet on his face, making it impossible to see his appearance clearly.
"Do you know what you're doing?" The woman lying on the ground asked.
The man shrugged and said, "Of course. I'm threatening Ms. Anna of Bescot with a rank ten magical cannon. I'm following Patriarch Horn on an expedition to the Outer Realm. After ten years of conquest, I'm one of the three remaining secret warriors when I returned to my hometown. "
"Very well, then you should know what price the person who attacked Bescot will pay!"
"Of course I know, I will die. So don't worry, someone has to pay for this. So, you should just lie here obediently. "
"That won't do. Master's order is to protect that boy." Anna suddenly bounced up from the ground. Her movements were vigorous, as if she was not injured at all.
Another ball of lightning exploded in the distance, but at this time, Allen had no time to care about it. His equipment was still in the box. At this time, the other party would not let him put on the Silent Guardian and take out the Straight Saber Dark Destruction. Allen only had the Dagger Demon Praise tied to the outside of his thigh. Just as he tossed the weapon box aside and reached for his dagger, a force field of different natures enveloped Allen's head.
First, his vision suddenly darkened, as if the sun was blocked by an invisible hand. Then, his blood rushed, his heartbeat accelerated, and his hands and feet trembled. It was as if he was facing the most terrifying thing in his heart. An indescribable fear flooded his soul, almost suffocating him. Finally, his nerves became sluggish. The hand that reached for the dagger seemed to need a few more centuries to touch the handle of the dagger.
At this time, Jason's dagger was already stabbing towards Allen's heart like a poisonous snake.
In the blink of an eye, Allen was inflicted with several abilities, such as "Night Vision", "Fear", and "Perception Weakening". The superposition of several abilities caused his condition to hit rock bottom. Allen's eyes widened as he stared helplessly at the approaching dagger.
Death had never been so close to him, and it had never been so clear. Allen could almost imagine that the other party's dagger would pierce deep into his heart and shatter it!
At this moment, the gem of the devil's praise suddenly lit up, and then a strange force entered Allen's body through the dagger. That strange force directly smashed into his blood vessels, like a tiger entering a flock of sheep, driving Allen's own Origin Energy to scream crazily and fly away.
The light returned to its brightness, the fear in his heart was fading, and his nerves became sensitive again. Allen's hand finally touched the handle of the dagger, and the devil's praise bounced up. The gem at the end of the handle dragged out a scarlet ribbon of light in the sunlight, like the gaze of a devil!
With a loud sound, the devil's praise struck the other party's dagger and pushed it away from its original trajectory. The dagger slashed across Allen's chest, tearing a wound. Allen snorted and kicked him in the abdomen under the surprised gaze of the other party. At the same time, he kicked the killer away and used the force to fly back, pulling apart the distance.
The killer stopped and pounced on him again. He waved his dagger and took his life. Allen's eyes were so red that they seemed to be dripping blood. Instead of retreating, he charged into the killer's saber screen. The devil's praise also flew up and down, counterattacking fiercely!
Allen ignored the killer's moves to lure the enemy. As long as the dagger didn't stab at the vital part, he almost didn't dodge or dodge. The opportunity to counterattack allowed the devil's praise to drink his opponent's blood. The devil gem on the dagger in Allen's hand grew brighter and brighter. Every time the blade tore open the opponent's body, the killer's blood would disappear completely as soon as it landed on the dagger.
After a short and intense battle, the killer discovered that his Origin Energy and physical strength had declined greatly, bringing about a sense of powerlessness after bleeding too much. He was a little puzzled. Although Allen had created quite a few wounds, his blood loss seemed to be a little too fast. Inadvertently, his gaze fell on Allen's dagger. In the sunlight, Allen's dagger was still as white as ever, far from the blood-stained weapon in his hand.
The killer suddenly had an absurd thought: That's not a dagger, but a vampire!
It was another desperate battle.
Jason's dagger stabbed into Allen's waist. Allen inhaled and slid, leaving another bloody wound on the side of his ribs. Even so, his eyes were still cold. At the same time, the devil's praise flipped and nailed into the killer's chest. The other party suddenly grabbed the devil's praise with one hand, and the sharp blade immediately cut his palm until blood flowed out. The killer originally wanted to take advantage of the moment he grabbed Allen's weapon to kill him with a single knife.
Suddenly, his palm hurt, and he was shocked to find that the blood and Origin Energy in his body were being crazily sucked by something. However, in an instant, the Origin Energy blood energy was like a flood that rushed out of his body, and the killer's soul was destroyed. After letting go of the devil's praise, an orange light flashed in front of him. The killer had already been hit by a fireball. The intense explosion sent both him and Allen flying. Allen landed on the ground and rolled a few times before stopping.
He looked to the other side and saw Adele sitting on the ground, with the Pandora Magic Cannon in her hand. The young miss of the Morsons looked weakly at Allen and forced a smile, "You owe me a favor."
At this moment, a sharp siren sounded, and the Federation's Floating Island Garrison arrived late.
Paul looked at the report in front of him, and his headache was so bad that he didn't even have any interest in putting his favorite latte in front of him. Just five minutes ago, there was a sudden attack on the traffic airship at Statue of Liberty Harbor. It would have been fine if it was just an attack, but the person who was attacked was actually a member of the Bescot family. This was a big problem.
Bescot was not an ordinary family. Even if the youth who was attacked was only a descendant of a side family, it was not something that a small floating island sheriff like him could afford. Moreover, when the attacked youth was sent to the Federation Hospital for treatment, Bescot's Blood Scorpion Anna, a terrifying woman, threw the corpse of a criminal involved in the attack to him.
Bescot's secret warrior, Blood Scorpion, was also injured, but this terrifying woman left as if nothing had happened. In Paul's limited authority, he only knew that when Bescot's Patriarch, Horn, went on an expedition to the Yordon Domain and fought on that chaotic battlefield, only three of the fifteen secret warriors who accompanied him returned, and Anna was one of them.
No matter how stupid Paul was, he knew that the boy's identity was not ordinary.
Paul had two corpses in his hands, one provided by Anna, and the other was the murderer who attacked the young master of the Bescot family. When Paul took over the investigation, he realized how difficult it was. After his men took samples of the corpses for evidence, the report pointed out that the DNA of the two killers was not in the Federation's gene bank.
It did not take much rigorous reasoning to find two killers without any identification, and Paul knew how difficult it was.
The sheriff was already considering whether he should resign and leave this thorny problem to others. Although he would lose a large sum of pension in this way, it was better than being held accountable by Bescot.
Just as the sheriff was having a headache from the attack on the tarmac, his assistant ran in in a panic and shouted to Paul, "Bad news, Sheriff. There was an explosion in the morgue. Those two bodies …"
"How is it?" Paul roared.
"Gone!"
"How could it be gone!"
The assistant said bitterly, "It's a plasma annihilation bomb. Not only are there two bodies, but the entire morgue, including the five staff members …"
Paul sat back in his chair and shouted after a while, "Contact the Minister of Security for me. This is beyond our ability to handle."
At the same time, Paul felt a little relieved. It was obvious that someone wanted to destroy the corpses and completely cut off their clues. However, the other party's actions were too big and involved the staff. This way, he could safely extend this matter to an attack on a member of the Federation and throw this headache to the Department of Security.
In a dim space, a beam of light suddenly lit up. It was cast from the dome and shone on a man. The man was wearing a mask, and on the left side of the mask was the jack of spades on a poker card. At this moment, a light screen lit up in front of him, followed by a second and a third. There was no figure in any of the three light screens, only a wave line that represented sound.
The sound wave image on one of the light screens was the first to change, and a processed electronic voice sounded from the communicator. "How's the clean-up work going?"
"It's done. The bodies of Black Skull and Ghost have been destroyed. Neither the Federation nor Bescot will get any clues. As for Highland Eagle, I've sent him to where he should go, "the man in the mask said. The masked man said. His voice had also been specially processed, so it was impossible to tell the original tone of his voice.
"Very good, but the boy is still alive and well. Not only did we lose Highland Eagle and Black Skull, but we also lost Ghost, a level-20 expert. "A woman's voice sounded from the left.
"There's nothing we can do about it, ma 'am. We need someone to suppress Blood Scorpion, but obviously, Ghost is still no match for that female scorpion, "the masked man replied.
"Okay, the operation failed. Then you owe us an explanation, Jack of Spades. "On the light screen on the right, the sound waves undulated, and one could imagine the person behind the light screen roaring.
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