Mystic Dominator

Normally speaking.

It is an epic story to bet your own life to let your companions escape.

But this kind of thing is a bit subtle when it comes to cult warlocks.

In order to achieve some kind of harmful event, even willing to sacrifice oneself, this kind of determination will only make people feel headache and trouble.

Squeak——

Outside the wall, the sound of the carriage faded away.

The cult warlocks didn't intend to make too much noise. After dismissing the residents who came over to investigate the situation, they decisively drove away.

After all, these people also know.

Controlling the scale of the matter will help you escape.

As long as it alarms the investigator in the next block, or the warden next door.

At that time, no matter how hard you try, it will be impossible to take the information about Branwich out of the city.

The current situation, in their opinion, is the best.

In the courtyard where they were still facing each other, the cult warlock who was willing to sacrifice was still watching the two Ronalds in front of them.

His eyes were very deep, as if he wanted to engrave everything in front of him into his heart.

Suddenly, a snowflake fell on the eyelids and blocked the sight.

Letting the cold whiteness melt on his face, the man dressed as an investigator smiled.

"I knew it......"

Whispering softly, he raised his hands slightly, making a gesture of surrender and walked towards the two people on the opposite side.

—A man and a woman in front of him.

The cult warlock named Home recognized it.

Been with the Burrenwich Bureau of Investigation for almost three years.

He knew the city and the staffing of the Bureau of Investigation.

Ronald, the rookie who was taken away by Nicole, and Patricia, the little Nicklaus.

They are all notable people in recent days.

The only thing I didn't expect was that this guy named Ronald was actually a ruthless character, not just a newcomer who received Nicole's attention.

Take the black mist that raided them in the cellar earlier.

If it weren't for him, an experienced 'investigator', to make a judgment and instruct his companions to stabilize their emotions in time, it would not be impossible for ordinary low-level mysterious people to be wiped out by this black mist.

Of course, none of this matters anymore.

The surviving companions leave in a carriage, so today's information can be passed on.

In this block, no one will stop them.

Thinking of this in his heart, Home's pace of approaching Ronald and the two of them gradually accelerated.

Walking so blatantly.

Ronald and Patricia naturally noticed it too.

Immediately, their yelling immediately sounded in the courtyard:

"Stop!"

"Stand where I am."

Holm kept his tone innocent, and was about to start defending:

"Wait, I just wanted to..."

"ah--!"

A silver light flashed.

Pulling out the rapier stuck on the ground, the girl was at the moment when the opponent refused to stop.

It has been thrown mercilessly.

In the courtyard where snowflakes were constantly falling, the metal sword blade flashed across the air, piercing into the opponent's body like a meteor falling to the ground.

And this time, Patricia was standing on the side of the 'Investigator'.

Just the right position, extremely precise attack.

The result is an excellent record.

After the long sword penetrated the enemy's right arm, it was nailed hard under the collarbone, and then passed through the body and nailed the 'investigator''s left arm to the blade.

The subtle angle and strength control made the steel-cast sword firmly fixed on the opponent's body, and firmly restricted the possibility of upper body movement.

A rapier, like a shackle locked his activities.

"..."

"Nicklaus!"

"Do you really think you can control my freedom!"

Feeling the pain in his body, Holm's eyes were bloodshot, and he shouted almost at the top of his lungs:

"Wait, you will surely fall into the abyss of death!"

Although he knew that he would die if he stayed, he was satisfied to let his companions escape under the hands of Nicklaus.

Holding the attitude of not leaving any information for the other party, he activated the dark hand arranged in his body.

call--

In the next second, the actions of the 'investigator' stopped abruptly.

Violent yellow flames gushed from beneath his brown coat.

The spacious courtyard was brightly illuminated by the corpse's fire, and even the surrounding icy air was distorted by the sudden high temperature.

Just a few seconds.

The cult warlock who wanted to get closer before setting himself on fire turned into a coke in the snow.

The remaining burning debris can even directly dissolve nearby snowflakes.

"..."

Witnessing the scene in front of him, Ronald remained silent on the spot.

He didn't care about the life and death of the cult warlock in front of him, but this fearless attitude reminded him that there were a lot of lunatics in this world.

If you count the self-destructing enemy before...

In less than a quarter of an hour, two of the six cult warlocks lost their mobility first, and two of the remaining four launched suicide attacks in succession.

——It's really ruthless.

Patricia was different from the brooding Ronald.

Facing the enemy who set herself on fire, she walked up to the dead body without saying a word.

Grabbing a handful of snow from the ground, the girl held the hilt of the sword outside the black coke.

Zizi——

The snow in his hands quickly melted into water, and the handle of the rapier that had been scorched also cooled down to a level where it could be held normally.

Sa——

Still holding the sword with one hand, Patricia pulled out the rapier and swung it vigorously. The black coke on the blade immediately drew a straight black line on the pure white snow.

At this time, Patricia spoke again:

"Ronald, where did the escaped people go?"

Ronald replied:

"Just around the corner at the end of the road to the west, everything is under control."

The black mist that was left at the bottom of the carriage before naturally came into use at this time.

The cult warlock who consciously escaped from birth naturally relaxed his emotional control.

And this means that the power of 'Rage' can make them lose consciousness on the carriage.

It was thanks to this little arrangement that I was able to face Home so leisurely before.

Immediately, Patricia walked out the door:

"I'm going to chase the carriage over, Ronald, check this house, is there any problem?"

Ronald immediately replied:

"No problem at all."

Hearing this, the girl walked out of the courtyard with her rapier in her hand without looking back.

Seeing the black fog used by Ronald, she felt that it was an excellent investigative method, so she handed over the inspection work to Ronald.

Watching Patricia leave the mansion, Ronald didn't rush into the house.

Go to the dark corpse first.

In the wide cuffs, the dark original text appeared in the hands.

This time, it happened to be an excellent time for him to experiment with the crime of 'betrayal'!