Chen Zhao glanced at Byfla.
"Are you going to restrain him or should I?" Chen Zhao asked.
"Rock-paper-scissors," Byfla said emotionlessly.
Chen Zhao and Byfla attacked at the same time. The winner was decided immediately.
Chen Zhao lost. He could only accept the result helplessly.
With that, Chen Zhao put on his black mask.
He was also wearing a black shirt and pants. One could tell at a glance that he wasn't a good person.
In the distance, Mado Xinji stared expressionlessly at Chen Zhao and Byfla outside the house.
When she saw Chen Zhao's attire, she was still a bit dazed.
Chen Zhao's attire was too eye-catching.
Usually, a thief who broke into a house at night would wear this attire.
Chen Zhao jumped onto the wall. Under the cover of the night, he secretly observed the situation inside the house.
But before he could jump into the yard, the spiritualists appeared to welcome him.
A bolt of lightning shot toward Chen Zhao's position.
But Chen Zhao had already dodged it.
He flipped lightly and performed a difficult maneuver in the air, landing steadily.
Just then, the spiritualists who'd been lying in ambush appeared one by one.
A dozen or so spiritualists stood in a circle, surrounding Chen Zhao.
"You better surrender. Otherwise, you'll be seriously injured." Hami held a weapon that looked like a magic staff.
The bolt of lightning just now had come from this magic tool.
The other spiritualists also held the same magic tool, but the tip of this magic tool shone with different elements.
It was a simple yet intricate magic tool.
Chen Zhao probed a bit and roughly understood the mechanism of the magic tool.
No matter what element the spiritualist had, as long as they poured magic power into the tool, they could create magic attacks of the tool's own element.
In the distance, Mado Xinji, who was using a telescope with night vision, frowned.
She wasn't worried about Chen Zhao's life.
She was worried about what would happen if Chen Zhao was caught.
Would it implicate Ruick Des?
At this moment, the situation changed again.
With incredible speed, Chen Zhao flipped backward and flew into the bushes behind him.
The spiritualists were stunned at first.
Then they used the magic tools in their hands to shoot randomly into the grass.
But when they flipped over the grass, they realized that Chen Zhao had already escaped.
"Ah …"
Just then, a scream came from a corner not far away.
The spiritualists hurriedly ran to the corner.
He found a copper coin lying on the ground.
"My neck, help me … help me …"
Chen Zhao escaped from the bushes and ran into the spiritualist blocking his way.
Although he was a little heavy-handed, he didn't kill.
However, the feeling of having his neck broken by Chen Zhao was definitely something he had never felt before.
In fact, the neck was second only to the crotch in terms of pain receptors.
This was also why the strange phenomenon of sleeping was reflected on his neck.
Everyone could only see his back.
With a flip, Chen Zhao charged into the villa through the window.
Just as Chen Zhao was about to run, he saw a balding old man sitting in the hall.
Even though the old man was sitting on the sofa, he was still leaning on his cane.
Chen Zhao walked to the front and saw an old man with his eyes closed.
The old man looked like he was asleep.
But Chen Zhao knew that the old man wasn't asleep.
Also, with his aura, he was probably a boss-level character.
"Hi, sorry to disturb you," Chen Zhao greeted the old man generously.
Rodman tilted his head slightly, and the walking stick in his hand hit the ground heavily.
Clang —
Instantly, Chen Zhao felt a shock wave spread from the point of contact between the cane and the ground.
Then, all the glass windows in the entire villa were shattered.
The young spiritualists who'd chased Chen Zhao had just entered the villa from the various entrances.
He was sent flying by the shockwave that came head-on.
Chen Zhao only covered his face with his arm. His night suit was slightly damaged.
As for himself, he was completely unharmed.
"What a fierce old man," Chen Zhao couldn't help but comment.
Rodman's eyes were still closed, but when he heard Chen Zhao's voice, he couldn't help but frown.
Not dead? From his voice, he didn't seem to be injured.
Rodman gripped the end of his walking stick tightly.
Instantly, Chen Zhao felt like the entire world had turned upside down.
No … it wasn't a feeling.
Chen Zhao realized that his feet had left the ground and he was "falling" toward the roof.
Gravity magic?
It wasn't Chen Zhao's first time encountering gravity magic.
However, this spell was not a gravity spell.
Chen Zhao quickly realized that the feeling of weightlessness wasn't because of gravity. Instead, it was because of his senses.
The old man in front of him had his eyes closed, and his magic directly affected his senses.
Moreover, this effect wasn't immune to magic resistance.
His non-elemental body didn't react at all.
After Chen Zhao's feet left the ground slightly, he sank back down and stood on the ground again.
It wasn't that Chen Zhao had overcome this sensory magic.
Instead, Chen Zhao directly accepted this posture of his head down and feet up.
With Chen Zhao's strength, flying upside down wasn't a problem.
After overcoming the psychological barrier, this posture wasn't a problem anymore.
The biggest effect of this magic was to deceive the senses.
Rodman frowned again.
The intruder before him could block his magic attack twice.
He didn't seem like a normal person.
Chen Zhao felt Rodman's magic start to circulate wildly.
It seemed that the old man was going to fight him for real.
"Old man, don't fight me to the death. There's someone fiercer behind. I'm responsible for holding him back and he's responsible for stealing the corpses. How about we stop fighting here? You can save some energy and magic to deal with the one behind. How about that?"
Just then, Chen Zhao felt that Rodman's magic wave was even fiercer than before.
It was like a flood from a broken dam, ready to pour down at any time.
Rodman's eyelids kept moving, as if he was going to open his eyes.
Rodman was also hesitating. The person before him was definitely not an ordinary spiritualist.
He definitely couldn't beat him with his eyes closed.
Even with the group of youngsters outside, he had no chance of winning.
His only chance was to open his eyes.
He could directly activate Blind, which he could only use once in his life.
Of course, if he activated Blind, he would definitely win.
But he would also lose his greatest trump card.
This was also why Rodman was hesitating.
Rodman was not someone who had no desires or desires.
If the opponent was someone extremely powerful, or if it was a duel between two people …
Rodman would activate Blind without hesitation.
But … the problem was that the opponent wasn't.
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