Secret: Those years when I was a foreign aid for the Aurora Club

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"caught you!"

The voice of the Punisher sounded from the side of Emlyn. The wind carried the smell of sea water and dust, which greatly interfered with the vampire's enhanced keen sense of smell. Coupled with the lack of moonlight in the environment, Emlyn transformed into The bat was bitten by the punisher.

A claw that became like a sea monster firmly grasped the bat wings behind Emlyn. There were webs between the fingers, the nails were extremely long, and the scales covered every inch of skin below the elbow joint.

The other hand tried to grab his collar and hair, but Emlyn twisted it away.

"release!"

Emlyn shrank his neck and dodged several wind blades that were chasing his head, spinning and cutting. The wind here had been completely controlled by the enemy, and his bat wings could only provide some floating effects that were better than nothing.

I was about to take it back, but I didn't expect to be caught.

Emlyn gritted his teeth and turned his head. A bottle of potion hidden in his cuffs was thrown at the punisher. The other party immediately followed the move and set up a wind barrier in front of him to block all the potions. Down.

The two fought in the sky above the church, and all the medicine fell on the roof of the church like water.

The Punisher was also annoyed by Emlyn's unstructured fighting skills. The almost equal strength and almost unstructured fighting made him feel as if he had returned to his student days when he would fight with his classmates whenever his brain got hot. There was no skill or system. Earth Quan relies on his brain and limbs to do his own thing, trying to defeat his opponent with luck - the Punisher has never fought like this since he became an Extraordinary.

The two of them suffered injuries to each other, but it was not fatal at all, and it was not even considered a loss of mobility.

One move missed, and the black claws of corrosion immediately grabbed the scale-wrapped arm of the punisher. Emlyn calmed down and put his own wings within the attack range. He could use his own bat wing to exchange for the opponent's. The momentum of one arm forced the punisher to let go.

After being freed from the shackles, he immediately applied oil to the soles of his feet and suddenly hid in a shadowed corner where the sun could not reach him.

Although he was very unskilled, Emlyn did gain some combat experience with difficulty in this life-threatening battle, and gradually became familiar with his extraordinary abilities... Although it is ridiculous to say this, it is a fact.

The vampires have a long life, and a big family can protect the vampires from being easily hunted by other organizations. They are not famous in terms of reputation, and as a secret organization, they are considered neutral. The only direct enemies of the vampires are the "pharmacists" of the School of Life. The people who passed through the world, and the artificial vampires who fell in love with the Rose School of Thought.

Moreover, their family conditions are often very good, and their life rhythm tends to be comfortable. There are not many opportunities for competition and promotion. They often have not been able to fight once for decades or hundreds of years. Except for the warlike kind, they basically have no chance of fighting. Will actively participate.

Among wild Extraordinaries and Extraordinary organizations, what is linked to status is strength, but in a vampire family with a big family business, what is directly linked is the title, that is, the rank, and combat effectiveness is secondary.

"(Greetings from the elegant and easy-going Backlund)!"

Surrounded by the wind, the Punisher landed lightly on the roof of the church. After the battle, he had confirmed that he was fully capable of killing the bloody viscount, but the opponent's excellent self-healing ability was as slippery as a loach's concealment. His abilities also left him helpless.

He wiped the sweat from his head, and it evaporated quickly. He felt like he was gradually turning into dried sea fish drying on the beach. This sealed artifact of the "Praiser" path will not praise the sun crazily, nor will it crazily try to turn surrounding objects and users into believers of the sun. It is very safe. Its positive effect is to create an environment full of purifying sunlight. Its negative effect is to provide heat and strong light regardless of friend or foe, causing everyone within the range to consume water quickly and indiscriminately, as if walking into the desert at noon.

Thanks to him being a sailor he was able to use it for a while.

"What is the Church of the Night doing, not giving me support? Is a Knight of Dawn so difficult to defeat?"

He thought almost angrily.

On the other side, the morning storm that occupied most of the field was finally weakening. When the Dawn Knight performed this move, it was like a dozen pieces of sodium metal were thrown into the water at the same time. The blazing white light swallowed the senior deacon directly. Go in. The morning storm took away everyone's attention in those few seconds, and also blocked out the surrounding dim environment and sunlight.

After the senior deacon was isolated, all the members of the Church of the Night instantly felt the restlessness of the spirit. The "spirit witch" who fought with Utravsky began to call all the surrounding spirits. The spirit world was sealed on the teeth of the red gloves. Creatures are close to leaving their pact. The "corpse collectors" felt that the environment was starting to get colder, the temperature dropped rapidly, and powerful spiritual creatures were constantly attracted here. The weak ones were wiped out by the morning storm on the spot, while the strong ones either followed the call to help after the temptation, or stood aside until they were asked to leave by other members.

Spiritual bodies are constantly pouring into it, counteracting the power of the dawn storm, but outsiders can only see a black shadow flashing continuously.

"Why don't you chase me all of a sudden? Is everything going to be okay..."

In the shadows, Emlyn resisted the desire to poke his head out to see the situation. He hurriedly used the last remaining herbs on hand to make a simple recovery potion. He felt that there was almost nothing he could do. The environment was not favorable to him. At the same time, the Shackles of the Abyss and the Claws of Corrosion had limited damage to the Punisher. There was also a "Blood Servant Transformation" that he had not tried because he could not send blood to the opponent. and failed in the blood of vampires - there have always been folk ways and legends about the "first embrace" of vampires, and the punisher will definitely respond.

At the beginning, when he used teleportation to catch the opponent off guard, he forgot to hide the blood in the claws of corrosion. Otherwise, he might have won by now, and even if he failed, it would have affected the opponent's physical condition!

What's more, after realizing that he could make potions with different effects, the Punisher and the people from the Church of the Night were consciously preventing them from getting closer. As long as he exceeds a certain range, the red gloves will work together to pull him into a dream - but Emlyn did not expect that he could still stay awake in his dream, thanks to the paper given by Mr. Fool and the prayer screen. Human angel.

If Utravsky loses and the senior deacon of the Church of the Night is freed up, Emlyn is sure that he will lose at a speed that is too fast to be seen. He cautiously glanced toward the wall, but his vision was limited and he saw nothing.

The dawn storm blocked everything. Hallucinations, dreams, and weak spiritual bodies were all blocked out. What's more, a large number of strong and weak spirit world creatures were constantly being attracted. Emlyn simply wanted to see who the other party was. It's not a job fair held in the dawn storm.

He could hear sounds coming from the white light storm. Perhaps Utravsky was repelling the enemy, or perhaps the spirits were killing the Dawn Knight bit by bit under the control of the spirit wizard. shred.

Now, this impenetrable barrier is crumbling.

Emlyn had to admit that he had never thought about this, nor had he dared to think about it. The presence of the priest is a habit, a common sense, and something that will not disappear for him, just like Leonard has probably never thought about whether Palles would suddenly leave one day.

What he didn't know was that there were also two people worrying about the current situation at this time, one not far from him and the other on Source Castle.

Leonard couldn't find any chance to help, and he had become a heartless poetry reciting machine. Above the gray fog, "The Fool" Klein held his head, and Cattleya was in a daze because no one spoke. , the "Poseidon Scepter" floated beside his hand, flashing a small electric current from time to time. Without affecting the maintenance of Origin Castle, Klein can only use one lightning storm, and both parties are like friends and colleagues to him. For this reason, he must seize the best opportunity and try his best to There will be no casualties to any party.

The wind of the Punisher surrounded the square, carefully capturing every disharmonious flow. Emlyn shrank his head. He did not dare to think about it anymore, so he forced himself to lock his eyes and attention firmly. On the potion at hand.

At the same time, the dawn storm gradually dissipated, and a shadow floated out first.

Then, a tall figure slowly appeared on the spot.

Emlyn happened to finish mixing the medicine at about the same time, thinking about which gap to turn into a bat and leave.

Then, he saw Utaravsky, and before he could breathe a sigh of relief, his heartbeat almost stopped.

At this moment, Emlyn couldn't believe what he saw. The Dawn Armor on Utravski's body was in tatters. He clearly remembered that he and his parents had failed to break the opponent's armor when they attacked together. Like this. One of the priest's eyes was closed, and an overlapping shadow clung to his back. It seemed to be a special spiritual creature, sealing Utravsky's movements like glue.

Still alive... Emlyn listened to the heartbeat almost with fear.

The shadowy senior deacon of the night floated to the side. Many cracks appeared on his body, and his clothes and skin underneath were cut open. However, there was also a special spirit body clinging to his body. The spirit body looked like A bobbin of thread stretched out many tiny lines, like sewing threads, sewing up the wounds on the senior deacon's body. Although there was no blood, judging from the twisted expression, it was definitely painful.

Suddenly, the Punisher suddenly reached out and waved, and more than a dozen wind blades went straight to the back of Utravsky's head, who was fighting with the senior deacon. The latter also reacted, and the thin light of dawn on his head hit him again. Become solidified.

The armor condensed by the morning light continued to disappear in the collision with the wind blade, and finally disappeared completely.

Utravsky moved his shoulders slightly, and the shoulder armor replaced the neck guard to catch the last three wind blades. Then, the shoulder armor was completely broken, and his breath weakened again, and his heartbeat could almost no longer be heard.

The senior deacon looked at the punisher and nodded.

The chants around him slowly rose like the tide of the night. Leonard chanted hymns in his mouth, but he couldn't help but want to stand up several times. Unfortunately, Sost kept paying attention to him from the corner of his eye, making him Don't dare to act rashly.

"Vampires are very resistant to dreams."

The senior deacon's voice was a little slurred. He wiped the corners of his mouth with a handkerchief, and there was a lot of blood between his teeth.

"Maybe he just carried a targeted sealed item."

The punisher waved his hands casually, and their eyes fell on the shadow in the corner outside the church at the same time, and a figure was slowly outlined. Emlyn looked at Utaravski's back and gritted his back molars.

Klein's finger touched the "Poseidon Scepter".

Now, in his opinion, the situation has reached the most dangerous moment he could imagine - Utravski lost the battle with the deacon of the Church of the Night, and Emlyn was about to be attacked by two Sequence 5s at the same time.

While Utravsky is still alive...

Just when Emlyn in the picture took the initiative to expose himself, used his screams and bat incarnations to interfere with the Red Gloves members, and interrupted their collective chanting, Klein gently held the "Poseidon Scepter" and placed the gem at the tip. Silver-white lightning and breeze condensed.

In the real world, just before Leonard was about to rush out, and just when the Punisher was about to raise the "sun" again, silver-white thunder and lightning appeared out of thin air, entangled and wreaking havoc in the dim night sky, illuminating Light up everything in front of you!

Under the threat of the aura of "Poseidon", the punisher who obeyed the strong suddenly wanted to give up, and even the "sun" in his hand was extinguished.

The jungle of thunder and lightning filled everyone's field of vision. Amidst the raging lightning, Emlyn suddenly realized something, dragged Utravski and ran away!

——But the giant was too heavy, and Emlyn was unable to fly at all. He could only use the enhanced physical fitness of the vampire to lead the opponent on a hidden road.

"Which saint is doing this..."

Behind them, the Punisher retreated to a safe area sweating profusely. The breath of lightning reminded him of their Archbishop, but it seemed that this power was even stronger than the Archbishop!

Fortunately, the lightning storm did not appear for long, and disappeared completely in just ten seconds. Only scorch marks on the ground and scattered pieces of wood and stones were left to prove what had just happened.

The church was also unscathed, but the sound and breath of the lightning storm broke the dream of the church in the dark night. There were constant cries in the church, and there were residents who dared to peek out of the windows.

The two of them looked at each other: "Do you want to chase?"

The punisher hesitated for a moment, but the fear of the scene just now did not diminish at all. He gritted his teeth and said: "Chase! But it is beyond the scope of ability. Let's receive the people first. If there are saints participating in the battle, I will inform the archbishop first!"

After saying that, his body floated up, he raised his palms high, and a white lightning shot straight into the sky.

Then, a gust of wind lifted his body up, and the senior deacon was also replaced by a fast-moving spirit body. They followed the trace of Emlyn White's aura and headed straight into the distance.

Seeing the two deacons leaving, Leonard felt relieved again.

Putting a hand on his shoulder, Leonard suddenly broke out in a cold sweat. Feeling guilty and stiff, he turned his head and saw Sost's expressionless and extremely serious face.

"There's probably something you haven't reported to me yet," he said.

…

"Why are you so heavy!!!"

Emlyn whispered in a somewhat broken voice. He supported Utravsky and ran forward. The giant bishop closed his eyes.

"Go, go, go!" At the same time, he stretched out his hand and used the disgusting smell of spiritual creatures to drive away the spirits attached to the giant bishop. He also continued to sprinkle special potions on the road to evade tracking. Erase your own smell.

Only half a minute passed, and before Emlyn left the area, the abnormal wind sound approached from behind again.

"Damn it, you're not really going to end up with this annoying old man, are you?" Emlyn's collapse accelerated, but he only talked about it, and even lifted the other person up with his hand, "I I thought I could at least lie in a coffin with my collection of treasures!”

Suddenly, the bishop raised his head and made a gesture of listening. Then he struggled, looked at Emlyn, and said in a weak but firm voice:

"Put me down."

Emlyn was stunned and curled his lips in embarrassment: "I don't mean to dislike you..."

"The Mother Goddess gave me a revelation, asking me to open a path for the saplings that have not yet grown." Utravsky used a force on his hand and broke free from the stunned Emlyn's arms. His expression was as pious as usual. Even a little more loving.

"Revelation? Okay, okay, I know it's written like this in storybooks. Old men like to marry young people off, I know it!"

Emlyn was stunned for only a second before he reacted, and shouted to pull Utravsky away again: "You just drank a little potion, and now you can hardly stand, why do you want me to cut off the queen? Run quickly." , I can also change the environment to attract moonlight, and I can teleport very quickly!"

Utravsky remained motionless.

"...Really or not, no way." Emlyn's hand that grabbed the giant bishop's clothes slowly slid down. He laughed dryly a few times, his expression a little dull, "I, I know I must be unusual, but , but...the mother goddess...the ancestor...why?"

"Why?" he asked again.

Father Utravsky did not answer him. The priest gently patted the young vampire on the shoulder, then grabbed the other man's collar when he was not prepared, and threw him as hard as a light stone. go out.

Emlyn even forgot to resist and that he could fly. He subconsciously grabbed his hands in the air, as if he had caught something important, but it seemed as if he had caught nothing.

He opened his hand towards the priest's back and caught only a blazing white light.

TBC

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Haha, I definitely can’t finish writing! But even so, I don’t want to stay here forever!

Aside from the squid's backstab (which is okay), there are also parts of the mystery reader that are so annoying that I don't want to stay for a second longer.