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It is more and more inclined to use strength to solve problems. Is it the influence of the small universe... Thinking of those reckless saints who are righteous, and thinking of Shana who did the same thing, Su Jin suddenly had a headache.

I always felt that the talent education of Alastor and Will Emina was about to be ruined by him.

And just then, ding! There was a slight sound, and indeed the phone in Shana's pocket rang a text message.

Seeing this, Shana took out her phone jerky from her pocket, glanced at it, and said:

"Huh? Will Emina asked us to go to the subway station to receive support from Europe?"

"Will Emina's text message?" Su Jin was startled, and then smiled wickedly: "It's really hard for her to study something 'trendy' like a mobile phone."

"Is it difficult?" Shana looked at Su Jin strangely.

"It's not difficult for you, but it's very troublesome for Willemina, the medieval princess."

Su Jin smiled and explained.

"Is that so... Speaking of which, according to the time provided in the text message, it is almost time to meet the supporters from Europe. I hope it is not too troublesome."

Shana stood up while speaking and pointed to the pendant on her chest:

"Su Jin, aren't you coming back?"

"Being not."

I ran back, how to make your body adapt to the characteristics of Hecate and enhance your potential? Su Jin muttered to himself.

Throwing the packaging bag of the pineapple bun into the trash can in the park, Shana, who felt very convenient, immediately waved:

"In that case, let's go together."

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Magic City, on the subway leading to Waiwaisu in Xuhui District.

"Can't you smoke in the subway now? It's really troublesome."

Bei Lan's voice came from a brown-haired man with a haggard face and a slightly old-fashioned face.

He wore an out of season black cowboy hat, a black trench coat and a matching shirt, dressed like a western cowboy.

At this moment, the man looked at the sign of no smoking on the subway, stomped his feet slightly, and seemed very impatient.

At this moment, a sweet female voice rang next to the man:

"No matter how much you use the freedom method to reduce your sense of presence, smoking in public places is too conspicuous. Please don't increase the resentment of people in this country against foreigners, Master."

The speaker was a beautiful girl with light brown hair tied into two sections with arrowhead-shaped hair accessories, pinned in front of her, with a cute and delicate face.

These two people are the outsiders in Europe. To be precise, they are the Fire Mist fighters sent to East Asia for support by the intelligence mutual aid organization 'Kubelik Band'.

The two are in a master-apprentice relationship, with the man Saree Habichtsburg as the master and the girl Chiara Toscana as the disciple.

The two formed a master and apprentice, and they acted together for more than a hundred years. Among the fire and fog warriors, they were barely a young generation.

This is the comment of their contract demon king, but because they are in the subway with a lot of people, the contract demon king of the two apostles are cautiously silent.

"Is it offensive?"

Saree repeated Qiara's words, looked around, looked at the enthusiastic gazes of the ladies nearby, and scratched his head in distress:

"How do I feel that they are a little too warm to foreigners."

"How is it possible, the magic capital is not the east mountain of this country."

I have been to Dongshan once, and I still tracked the disciples of the red world lurking in the campus, and said with disgust to Qiara, who was deeply acquainted with the environment:

"How fragile is a person to please foreigners in every possible way?"

"Maybe people like to kneel."

As usual, he refuted the disciple. Saree took out the newspaper he bought in England and began to read:

"Thanks to this mission, I didn't even read the newspaper in the morning."

Hearing this, Chiara said nervously: "Speaking of which, this time, the mission is again the Revolutionary Corps."

"No way, it's a misfortune."

Saree looked at the newspaper, but his sight seemed to return to more than a hundred years ago:

"After all, we, who joined forces with the Gezheng regiment a hundred years ago and escaped from the 'apostles', in a sense, are also experts in dealing with Gezhengtuan and that Cai Piao, and it is normal to be dispatched here. "

Speaking of which, Saree looked at the nervous disciple, and then said softly:

"But this time, there is no need to be alone."

"Wantiao Skilled Hands Will Emina, Hui Shuo Shushou Rebecca, and Sword Flower Wielder Yu Xuan, the combined force of these three people is enough to participate in a large-scale battle."

"Our juniors, all we have to do is to rely on our understanding of the Reformed Corps and provide intelligence support."

"Isn't that boring?" Qiara's face suddenly shriveled.

"It's you who's nervous and afraid, and it's you who's boring. Why are women so hard to serve?"

Saree grunted.

"Master, you seem to have said bad things about me just now." Qiara's tone became fierce.

"Then can you pretend you didn't hear me?"

When Saree was talking, the subway just arrived at the station.

He immediately got out of the subway and walked towards the automatic ramp at the exit at a speed that was not easy to catch up:

"Come on, don't make your colleagues in East Asia wait."

"Don't try to change the subject!"

Chiara shouted angrily, and stepped on the automatic ramp to catch up with Saree.

At this time, the bright sunlight from the outside illuminated the vision of the two of them.

Qiara couldn't help narrowing her eyes slightly, adapting to the sunlight, and suddenly looked forward after she caught the focus.

at the top of the automatic ramp.

The black-haired, black-eyed, petite girl was looking down at the two with her oppressive gaze.

Chapter 0888 The sense of oppression

"Hey, this overwhelming sense of presence..."

Saree raised his hand and lowered his cowboy hat, looking at the black-haired girl above with a pair of eyes full of solemnity:

"When did monsters of this level appear in the fire and fog warriors of East Asia?"

Chiara's throat surged, and she said in a very unnatural tone:

"What to do, the other party seems to be very hostile to us, the power of existence is leaking out, is this going to take action?"

"It doesn't look like it, looking at the expression, it doesn't look like you want to do it... Shouldn't it..."

Saree looked at the black-haired girl, thinking of a possibility, the corner of his mouth couldn't help squirming twice.

During the exchange between the two, the automatic ramp had already taken the two to the end of the ramp.

At this time, the black-haired girl standing at the exit of the ramp looked up at the two of them, and then said:

"Is it the 'Ghost Manipulator' Saree Habichtsburg and the 'Aurora Shooter' Chiara Toscana?"

"I am the fire fog warrior sent by the outside world of the magic capital to receive you. My name is Shana."

"Hey, isn't it the enemy?"

Hearing Shana's self-introduction, Chia was stunned for a while before she regained her senses.

"Sure enough, is it the newly born Fire Mist Warrior?"

Saree squeezed the cowboy hat and smiled bitterly:

"So I can't control the leakage of the power of existence, this is really..."

"It's a lie, it's just that the leak has the quality of that scale..."

Qiara immediately understood what Saree meant.

The newly born fire and fog warriors have the phenomenon that the power of existence is not high, which is almost a routine, and Qiara herself has experienced that time.

But... just relying on the power of the leak, made her and Saree feel fear?

What terrifying power is hidden in this girl who looks similar to her in front of her!

"What are you muttering about there?" Shana looked at the two of them suspiciously: "The vehicle is still waiting."

"Oh!" Chiara heard the words and hurriedly walked over with the small suitcase she had been carrying.

Seeing this, Saree hesitated for a moment, and immediately followed.

The three walked in the direction of the parking lot one after the other.

"that……"

Chiara, who was taking small steps, couldn't help but said to Shana:

"I'm Chiara, Chiara Toscana."

Saying that, she dragged up the two sections of hair pinned in front of her, holding the hair accessories and said:

"This is my contract demon king 'Dawn's Herald' Odelia and 'Yuyu's Footsteps' Vegelia'."

"Two contract demon kings?" Shana asked in surprise when she heard her footsteps: "Isn't the Fire Mist Warrior only able to contract a disciple of the Red World?"

"We are the exception, little sister."

A seductive and moving voice came from the hair accessory on Qiara's left, and it was the voice of her contract partner Odelia.

"Sisters of one mind, you can think of two personalities of the same person."

Another hoarse and deep female voice rang out. It was Viteluya making an introduction.

At this time, a male voice also came from Saree's pocket:

"Here's Guizo, who is called by some nasty ghosts as 'Blossoming Silk Hanging'. Alas, that subway is suffocating me to death. I can't say more. It's really troublesome to get along with ordinary people."

However, almost no one listened to Guizzo's complaints, and all attention was on Shana.

"Huh? See what I do?" Shana, who was making steady progress, asked strangely.

Shouldn't the normal situation be to introduce yourself and your own contract object? Qiara looked at Shana with a subtle expression, and after thinking about it, she reminded politely:

"That, Miss Shana, isn't it? Your contract demon king doesn't like to talk?"

"You said Su Jin?" Xia Na was stunned for a moment, and then said: "He went to borrow a car. After all, in our situation, taking a taxi will only harm the driver."

"Oh." Chiara heard the words and said suddenly: "It turned out to be driving!"

"I obviously want to experience Shanghai's taxis."

"Don't think about harming people! After all, if the apostles or the Reformed Corps attacked, and ordinary people were drivers, there would definitely be risks."

A pair of masters and apprentices, three disciples of the world, a total of five people talking about where they are.

After half a second, everyone fell into silence, then widened their eyes and shouted in unison:

"Wait a minute, the contract partner went to drive? Can he appear in this world?!"

"Can't you?" Shana was stunned by these people who seemed to be talking about cross talk: "Isn't this very simple? Su Jin said that if you have a hand, you can do it."

"No, no, you can't even have hands." Chiara waved her hands quickly, her face extremely unnatural.

Saree said unnaturally:

"The king of the red world contracted with us has his body in the red world, and the artifact used to communicate, although the corresponding will is hosted, but its body cannot be manifested, even if it is to make phosphorus sons."

"Because the body of the contract object is actually in the body of the Fire Mist Warrior, if it manifests itself again, there will be two refutations of the body."

"So, this is not a simple problem at all, but a problem of technology or free law, a problem of rules!"

Saree said this very seriously:

"That is to say, the object of your contract, its behavior has distorted the rules of the world! This is a violation of the realm of God."

Shana listened to Saree's long essay, and she still fully understood it, but it was precisely because she understood that she was confused: