On the long street.
Joel, who was squatting at the corner of the street, watched as a carriage slowly disappeared.
No … it did not disappear. It was as if the carriage had entered an oil painting.
The pedestrians, the patrolling magistrates, and even the street magician next to him did not seem to notice it at all.
"A cursed object — Sang Song's oil painting. It can drag the target into a hidden space to fight, and minimise the attention of those around."
Zhu Qingliu did not resist the pulling force, and was pulled into the oil painting as well.
She saw a golden wheat field, and in the middle of it was a carriage.
The coachman's face was blank, as if he was dreaming.
The immortal cultivators of the East were not people who were inflexible.
They could not practice the Western mystical system, because it would bring about pollution and make their path of cultivation hopeless.
But using talismans and cursed objects to achieve a unique effect was not a problem.
"According to the security system of the kingdom, after Bornke sent out the call for help, the first to be received is the security army. The nearest major general is Joseph, a [Dragon Knight]!"
"Sang Song's oil painting can delay the process, but it can only last for three minutes at most …"
"Three minutes later, Joseph will definitely arrive, tear the oil painting, and discover the existence of Eastern cultivators. In the next ten seconds, even someone as powerful as a Primordial Spirit ancestor will make a move."
"Therefore, the battle must be finished within three minutes, and I must use anti-divination and prophecy talismans as soon as possible to escape!"
Zhu Qingliu's mind was full of thoughts, but there was only determination in his eyes, "Attack!"
* Clang! *
The big black umbrella in her hand suddenly exploded, and a slender flying sword emerged from it!
Sword hidden in the umbrella, sword anatta!
The flying sword turned into a ray of light, and cut the carriage in half, revealing Bornke, who had a surprised look on his face.
There was also Anthony with blue eyes, who had summoned a set of iron armor to protect the two of them.
"It's the damned Easterners!"
"Quick … Once we send the signal, the archbishop will arrive in ten seconds. They're dead."
Bornke did not panic at all. Instead, he was filled with determination, as if he had returned to the battlefield he once fought on.
"With the isolation of the cursed object, other means of communication will be affected. I'll do my best to delay him. Sir, you better pray as soon as possible …"
Blue Eyes Anthony stared at Zhu Qingliu who was coming to assassinate him.
The flying sword transformed into a stream of light, and in an instant, it had stabbed over a hundred times!
However, the armored puppet he summoned suddenly expanded into the size of a small mountain, protecting him and Bornke like a sturdy iron fortress.
Meanwhile, Bornke was praying quickly.
He didn't pray to the Gate Master because the death of a believer wouldn't attract the slightest attention of this existence.
Nor would he protect some ant-like believer or do the work of a telephone operator.
"The adorer of the Door of All Doors!"
"The ruler of the Boundless Spirit World!"
"The great Crado Tisamo!"
That was the name of the archbishop of the Church of the Gate, a demigod who was at least in the 6th Sequence!
Such an existence could accept and respond to prayers within a certain range.
Moreover, it could ignore the restrictions of many cursed items!
Zhu Qingliu's watery eyes did not waver in the slightest as he watched this scene.
Because she had already deduced this kind of situation, a silver talisman quickly burned on her palm, and invisible ripples spread out.
According to her knowledge of occultism, only a hidden existence could fight against a high-ranking person of the same level.
Although that Levi Mojito was mysterious, he was indeed the adorer of an evil god.
Even if she didn't know who that evil god was, it could definitely interfere with the prayers of the archbishop.
Bornke's prayers ended, but nothing happened.
His expression was ugly, and he quickly prayed to other people of the same level that he knew.
Blue Eyes Anthony's heart sank when he saw this. He clenched his fists, and a layer of black iron-like luster appeared on his body.
As the personal bodyguard of a senator, he was not best at attacking, but at defending!
He was confident that he could withstand any attack that was below the 5th Sequence for a long time.
"With the support of my ability, the armored puppet can last at least five minutes … This time is enough for the people outside to react, and even for the security army to come to support …"
Anthony gritted his teeth and thought.
However, he had forgotten one thing. In the ancient East, there had always been a maxim, "Long defense, long loss!"
After Zhu Qingliu's talisman interfered with the prayer, he suddenly made a hand seal.
The flying sword moved agilely and abruptly drew out a green sword light that was dozens of feet long. It pierced into the iron fortress, pierced through the layer of black iron, and pierced into Anthony's neck.
"This can't be … My defense?"
Anthony's blue eyes were still filled with disbelief, and he slowly collapsed.
Bornke saw this, and a pained expression appeared on his face. He clenched his teeth and tore off a blue necklace around his neck.
This was also a cursed item that could even be used by ordinary people, and it could form an absolutely safe space for protection.
He even had an escape ring on his hand, which could directly teleport him a certain distance away.
With these three cursed items added together, even an ordinary person would be able to escape most assassinations.
Unfortunately, the escape ring was restrained by Sang Song's oil painting, and the incomplete heart could only sense danger a little earlier.
This gave him no chance to call in the Extraordinary bodyguard behind the carriage.
"Easterner, you're dead! No … I want you to be my captive!"
Bornke saw a blue pillar of light rise up and transform into a special cage that wrapped around him. He couldn't help but smile. "I will use the assassination as an excuse to push forward the bill even more vigorously. Everything you care about will be for naught!"
"Only the weak use words to threaten … That seems to be your famous saying."
Zhu Qingliu slowly took a step forward and flicked the blue cage. "This is your strongest defense, and also your cage and coffin … Do you think that I have to break it to kill you?"
A smile appeared on her face, and she made a hand seal. "Ghosts of the Netherworld! All spirits, heed my command! "
It was only then that Bornke noticed that there were many more ghosts around him. They had pale skin and were dressed in sackcloth.
They didn't pass through the defense, but were silently placed beside Bornke when they broke through the steel fortress!
As a Warrior, he wasn't good at defending against soul attacks. He couldn't help but feel despair.
At this moment, a huge crack suddenly appeared in the sky.
The oil painting was torn apart, and a powerful dragon's roar could be heard.
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