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Chapter 145

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"Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! "

Before Leoni could take a good look at the Recuperation Bead that Marguerite had taken out, another explosion came from outside the apartment. However, perhaps because it was a little far away, the explosion this time wasn't as shocking as the explosion of the Storm Cathedral.

Hearing the explosion, Marguerite's lazy posture quickly disappeared. She walked to the floor-to-ceiling window of the apartment and opened the curtains. She carefully looked at the place where the explosion came from.

A moment later, Marguerite closed the curtains again. Her beautiful face was full of seriousness. Leoni noticed the change in Marguerite's expression. When she thought of the direction of the explosion, her fair face couldn't help but turn pale. She whispered, "Nantes Manor?"

Marguerite nodded slightly. After hesitating for a moment, she continued, "Nantes Manor is the hereditary manor of the Loen's Aberdeen family in name, but in fact, it's the Church's secret base in Loen. Without using this manor, there are less than five people in the Church who know about it. I only found out about it when the Storm Cathedral was bombed and the Church moved to Nantes Manor."

"Judging from the explosion just now, the location must be Nantes Manor. It hasn't even been three days since the Church moved to Nantes Manor and launched the attack now! It's impossible for the Secret Society to have done anything to Abidarnante Manor in the past three days. Obviously, the current explosion should've been set up beforehand … It seems like Elena was right. Who knows how many of the higher-ups in Loen are spies! "

"Sigh … This time in Loen, the Church is probably finished. The Storm Cathedral was bombed, the backup reinforcements were attacked, and now Nantes Manor was bombed again. Those dark warlocks are really interconnected. If there's a chance, I really want to see what kind of person the Secret Society's Professor is …"

At this moment, Marguerite, whose beautiful eyes were filled with endless admiration for the "Professor," would never have expected that her idol was actually the mentor of the owner of the apartment she was currently living in.

… ….

… ….

"Sir, are you the professor of the Secret Society?" In a forest outside the Nantes Manor, a slightly battered Abidal looked at the refined middle-aged man in front of him. He asked suspiciously.

"I'm Reyes from the Secret Society. The title 'Professor' was given to me by my peers. Please don't laugh at me, God's Punisher!" Reyes smiled and nodded in response.

Seeing Reyes admit that he was the 'professor', Abidal smiled bitterly. He waved his hand and said, "I've had a taste of your prowess during this period of time. Your endless methods are indeed worthy of the title of 'professor'. If I'm not wrong, Jovic hasn't responded to me yet. You must have arranged for someone to go there, right?"

In response to Abidal's question, Reyes didn't say anything and only nodded with a smile.

Seeing that Reyes didn't intend to say more, Abidal knew that he wouldn't be able to get anything out of the professor's mouth. He immediately changed the topic and asked sincerely, "Before the battle, I wonder if Mr. Professor can give me some answers?"

"I'll try my best!" Reyes hesitated for a moment before agreeing to Abidal's request.

"I know that Lozano, Edel, Desilio, Bonucci, and Constantine, who was killed by you. Among the five of them, there must be a ghost that you placed in the church. After the Storm Cathedral was blown up, I carefully checked the layout of the Nantes Manor's magic circle. I even deliberately left a few secret measures to prevent the Storm Cathedral from happening again. However, I still couldn't guard against your brilliant move. Now, can you tell me how you did it?" Abidal asked with a bitter smile.

"It's simple. Mr. God's Punisher, you should know that I'm an alchemist. Fifty years ago, I followed my mentor and participated in the construction of the magic circle in Nantes Manor. The magic circle in Nantes Manor is called the Atlanta Protection Magic Circle. The core of the magic circle is the construction of the Heart of the Ocean. My mentor made it my graduation test and let me complete it alone. That's why I'm as familiar with this magic circle as I am with my spells! "

"Mr. Abidal, although you're not an alchemist, the secret measures you set up are very ingenious. If I wasn't so familiar with the magic circle here, I might have fallen into your trap …" Reyes explained carefully with a meaningful smile on his face.

After hearing Reyes's explanation, the bitter smile on Abidal's face became more obvious. He said faintly, "Mr. Professor, you're really confident. You lured me here from the manor. Do you really think that you can kill me one-on-one? So that Adel can take control of the situation? "

Seeing that Abidal understood, Reyes was not angry. Instead, he smiled and said calmly, "If it was a year ago, and I knew that I would have to face two God's Punishers from the church, I might have chosen to give up my plan temporarily. But now … I think I can do it!"

"Then let's fight! Let me experience Mr. Professor's Mind Magic! " Abidal clasped his hands together, and a majestic aura suddenly appeared on his body. Countless tiny cyclones that could be seen with the naked eye appeared within ten meters of his body.

Seeing this, Reyes was not surprised. He pointed his finger in the air, and the space in front of him twisted and tore open a crack. A pitch-black magic staff exuding a violent aura suddenly came out of the crack and flew into Reyes's hand.

Abidal, who was in position, glanced at the magic staff in Reyes's hand and the crack in the space that was slowly closing. There was a faint trace of fear in his eyes. He muttered bitterly in a low voice, "Abyss Magic Staff?"

"No, no, no! This isn't the real Abyssal Staff. It's just a replica that I've been refining while hiding in Loen all these years. According to my estimations, its might is still inferior to the real Abyssal Staff, but thankfully, it still has some room for improvement. It might even reach the level of the real Abyssal Staff in the future. As for the real Abyssal Staff, it should be in the hands of my student's family! "Reyes said proudly as he raised the staff in his hand at Abidal.

After that, Reyes looked at Abidal with excitement in his eyes. He said, "After the success of the magic staff, this is the first time I've fought with someone of the same level. Abidal, show me all your skills. Don't let me down …"

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