"Robert! You lunatic! I have nothing to do with your master! Nothing! Do you know? Their deaths have nothing to do with me. Get out of my house, you piece of sh * t! "
As the black figure got closer and closer, Ike Bernier could no longer hold it in. He finally cursed, "Brod, Rebecca, Angstwood! Get the hell out of here! I pay you millions every year. Do you think you're just going to stand there and watch? "
At that moment, a figure in a black dress suddenly fell from the ceiling and blocked the black figure's path. A huge scythe covered in poison slashed down on the latter's head like a crescent moon.
But a moment later, a white shadow flashed, and the woman in the black dress was cut from the waist.
Even the huge scythe, which had a Mana Level of 17S, was cut in half at that moment. All that was left was the strong source power that the scythe had already slashed out. It left a deep mark that was dozens of meters long on the ground in front of it, destroying two layers of walls. This caused the Magical Defense Array in the mansion to expand to its maximum extent.
As for Robert Yvonne, his figure was like a ghost as he swept past the woman's side.
The woman's appearance stopped Robert for about a second, allowing Ike Bernier, who was running for his life, to open up a distance of more than 15 meters. However, this scene also shocked all the Extra-legal Level shooters present. After that, the frequency of the shooting decreased significantly. They no longer pursued accuracy. The bullets were often more than two meters away from Robert. It was full of fake stories.
On the other side of the corridor, a middle-aged man in his 40s with a weathered face was leaning against the wall with two swords in his hands. He sighed with a bitter smile. "A Level-17 Berserker couldn't even stop him for a second!"
"Boss, you're making things difficult for us. It's not bad that I get 3.5 million gold duns from you every year, but in a situation like this, I'm just throwing my life away! "
That was what he said, but when Robert passed by the window, the weathered middle-aged man still flashed out. A pair of swords weaved out a shadow of death, instantly slashing out dozens of peerlessly sharp sword lights, compressing the enormous Origin Energy to the extreme, possessing unparalleled destructive power.
However, before the Sword Qi could reach him, the gun in Robert's hand suddenly fired with a bang. The bullet forcefully shattered all the Sword Qi along the way. Then, a bloody hole appeared between the middle-aged man's eyebrows.
At this time, the distance between the two of them had been reduced to 15 meters. Robert raised the gun in his hand and pointed it at Ike Bernier's back.
The latter's face immediately turned as pale as paper. Although he had a Sage-tier defensive magic artifact on him, Robert could already shatter his defense at this distance. Ike Bernier made his choice without hesitation. He clenched his teeth and threw out the thing in his sleeve.
"Vajra Protector!"
It was a statue. If there were any Easterners here at this time, they would recognize that it was a "Glaring Vajra." As the statue shattered, a huge dharma projection was born. It was about five meters tall, holding a vajra in its left hand and a ruler in its right. It glared at Robert.
The latter raised his head, and his eyes instantly turned blood-red as he stared at the vajra. At this moment, another explosion rang out in the passageway. Everyone within 50 meters of the passageway had their faces contorted and their eyes were filled with pain. At this moment, they had all suffered a great blow to their souls. It was as if their souls were about to be crushed into pieces.
The dharma projection of the "Glaring Vajra" also began to move. The vajra that was smashing towards Robert also stopped in mid-air. In the next second, the maid in black rammed into the belly of the "Glaring Vajra". Like an indestructible cannonball, the vajra dharma projection was directly smashed into pieces.
In front of him, Ike Bernier was close to despair. He had nowhere to run. Although he had prepared a yacht in the backyard of this mansion, there was no way for him to get rid of the blood-eyed angel behind him in the current situation.
"Sh * t! Bastard! I have nothing to do with your master, okay? I didn't betray him! Bastard, do you understand human language? I've only done business with him a few times. What do I have to betray him? "
Just as Ike Bernier was howling in despair, a huge hole appeared in the window wall next to the corridor, and a figure covered in golden light rushed in.
"Stop right there! Sinner! "
The figure's palm moved forward, and in an instant, a huge golden boundary was formed, blocking in front of Robert. This successfully stopped the latter from moving forward, and he stood outside the boundary expressionlessly.
"Miss Yvonne, although I don't know why you want to kill people here, Ike Bernier is a devout believer of the God of Light. He has made great contributions to the Church. His safety will be protected by the Church of Light! "
As this sentence was spoken, an old man in a white holy robe calmly walked in through the hole.
"Bishop Chris? Lord Ignatius — "
Ike Bernier's face was filled with joy. It was the 'Bishop' of the C4 parish in the Anatolian continent, Augusta Chris, a level-18 Holy Priest. There was also the leader of the Knights of Light in the C4 parish, Ignatius, a level-19 Holy Knight.
As for the golden boundary, it was obvious that it came from a powerful Holy Artifact.
"God will not sit by and watch as his sheep fall into the hands of evil."
Chris looked at the person in front of him with a smile that was not a smile. "Back down! Miss Yvonne, you will not succeed today. "
"This person has tarnished the name of the angel!"
Ignatius looked down at the black-clothed woman in front of him with disdain. "Your Excellency, I feel that there is a need to punish —"
His voice suddenly stopped. At this moment, Robert Yvonne had already pulled out a long and narrow sword from the Myriad Manifestations Umbrella, her eyes suffused with a bloodlust.
"You dare to resist?"
Ignatius's eyes narrowed slightly, and he pulled out his sword without hesitation. In an instant, six divine spells blessed his body, and a holy light illuminated the entire corridor and the courtyard outside in a blazing white light.
But just a second later, a small hole was pierced through Ignatius's forehead. For a level-19 Holy Knight, this was not a fatal injury, but after this, Ignatius showed no signs of life.
Bishop Augusta Chris, who was beside him, was in a daze.
"Space, you actually —"
He was unable to finish his words, because a line of blood had appeared on his neck. As blood gushed out, the bishop's head also fell off, and his body fell to the ground.
And Robert Yvonne finally walked in front of Ike Bernier. There were traces of blood at the corner of her lips, but whether it was the hand holding the sword or her footsteps, they were still steady.
She placed the sword against Ike Bernier's neck, and then asked, "Kagare Colin?"
At this moment, Ike Bernier's pupils shrank to the size of needles.
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