[Beep! Someone is tailing the host. Running at a speed of 500 meters, estimated to catch up to the host in 2 minutes!]
Sandro Street was located at the edge of the northern district. The cautious Connor did not return to his apartment directly, but instead ran for a few kilometers in one breath. He ran out of Loen City and arrived at a small forest in the suburbs. Just when Connor thought that there were no pursuers behind him, he could heave a sigh of relief and prepare to return to his apartment. However, the auxiliary A.I. Chip gave him a warning.
"A.I. Chip, how many people are we tracking?" Connor asked calmly with a heavy heart.
[Beep! One person! This person is suspected to be one of the two people with weaker auras who fought with Victor at 107 Sandro Street!] At this crucial moment, the A.I. Chip did not drop the ball and quickly gave Connor an answer.
"Intermediate Acolyte?" Hearing the A.I. Chip's description, Connor's eyes lit up. Although he did not know what an Arbiter from the Church of the Storm was, from old Victor's words, he understood that the three Arbiters who appeared in the house were respectively an advanced Acolyte and two intermediate Acolytes. The A.I. Chip's description was that one of the two with weaker auras. It was obvious that the Arbiter from the Church of the Storm who was tailing him was an intermediate Acolyte.
Connor's heart was nervously deciding whether to kill him or not! The A.I. Chip's evaluation of his strength was that he had the strength to fight against an intermediate Acolyte. From the looks of the Arbiter behind him, it would be difficult for him to shake him off in the remaining 2 minutes. Since he would be caught by the Arbiter left and right, and his current position was just right for an ambush, he might as well scheme against the Arbiter and kill him. Life and death, fortune, and riches, and honor, were up to the heavens!
A hint of ruthlessness flashed across his face. Connor took out his pistol and loaded it. He held his breath and hid in the forest, quietly waiting for his prey to come knocking on his door!
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Wyatt was an Arbiter from the Church of the Storm. What was an Arbiter?
As the name implied, an arbiter was an emissary of the Church of the Storm to arbitrate against the dark Magi!
Today was undoubtedly a terrible day for Arbitrator White. One of the Church's informants had lost contact for many days. The higher-ups of the Church had sent White's team of arbitrators to the informant's home to see if they could find any clues.
Originally, White thought that this mission was just to find clues and would not be dangerous. However, reality was cruel. When they arrived at the informant's house, they found a Dark Sorcerer living there. If that was all, it would not be a big deal. After all, the Arbiters had to deal with one or two Dark Sorcerers every month!
However, a terrifying thing happened. The black Magus, whose face was covered by the black smoke and whose body was somewhat stooped, was actually an advanced Apprentice Magus, just like his team leader, David! In just a minute, the three of them had been suppressed by the dark adept! Team leader David, who was also an advanced Apprentice Adept, saw that the situation was not good. He wanted to call for backup, but before he could send out a signal for help, he was heavily injured by a powerful black spear released by the dark Magus.
White was a person who was afraid of death. Seeing that the situation was not good, he would definitely die if he continued to fight. Driven by his desire to survive, he decisively abandoned his companions and slipped away amidst their curses.
Although Wyatt was afraid of death, he was not stupid. He knew very well that once the Church found out about the crime of abandoning his injured companions and running away, even if he did not die, he would be skinned alive. The only way to stop this from happening was to make a contribution!
Right in front of him was an opportunity to make a contribution. When they were fighting with the advanced Apprentice Black Magus, Wyatt sensed that the beginner Apprentice who was with the advanced Apprentice Black Magus in the attic seemed to have escaped through the window. From this point of view, it seemed that the advanced Apprentice Black Magus was covering for the beginner Apprentice.
It was obvious that the beginner Apprentice was an important figure. After understanding this, Wyatt did not hesitate and directly started to chase after Connor. In his mind, Connor was a protective talisman. If he caught Connor, he could avoid the punishment of abandoning his companions. As the Church of the Storm carefully selected the arbiter of the dark adept, Wyatt was quite capable. Using a secret technique, he quickly tracked down the scent left behind by Connor along the way.
"Huh?"
Warter was a little surprised as he scanned the small forest in his field of vision. The aura of the beginner black sorcerer that he had been tracking along the way had disappeared here.
"Chirp chirp chirp chirp! Chirp chirp chirp chirp! " A few birds chirped in the forest. Wyatt's eyes were wide open as if he had realized something. But before he could react, he heard six gunshots.
"Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! "
Six bullets tore through the air and flew towards Wyatt's forehead, heart, throat, and other vital parts.
Wyatt's heart skipped a beat. This was too sudden! He did not have time to chant a defensive spell. He could only try to dodge the bullets. He was only an apprentice, not a wizard. If he was hit by a bullet, he would be severely injured even if he did not die. Wyatt's idea was good, but he had just fought with Old Victor. Whether it was his spiritual power or his physical body, he was very tired. He dodged five of the six bullets, but the last one hit his abdomen.
Before Wyatt could cover his abdomen with his hands, he saw a young man in a black robe in front of him. The young man released a black chain and attacked him.
Looking at the wound on the Arbitrator's waist that was bleeding from his own bullet, Connor revealed a satisfied smile. "Son of a b * tch, let's see if you're going to die today!"
Wyatt was furious when he realized that he was ambushed by a beginner Apprentice. He wanted to vent his anger on Connor, but this thought only stayed in his mind for a second. The Shadow Chain in front of him made him realize the reality.
"Oh, Storm Goddess! Is this the power of a beginner Apprentice's spell? "
Although Wyatt doubted whether the Shadow Chain in front of him was as scary as it looked, he did not dare to risk his life for an experiment when he was injured.
White clenched his teeth and immediately performed a backflip. The shadow chain narrowly missed White's body, but although it didn't hit White, it didn't mean that White wasn't hurt at all. The shadow chain was covered with a black flame, it was like a will-o '-the-wisp attached to White's body.
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