Secret: The Witch's House Traitor

Klein didn't know that the Aurora Society was so serious because Lin Nuo and Sharon killed one Sequence 6 and three Sequence 7 members of the Aurora Society in the sewer.

He thought that he had involved his friends from the Tarot Club, so even though he knew it was a trap, he came to the scene and was ready to provide remote assistance at any time.

The wait is two hours.

When the hands of the large wall clock below passed 1 o'clock, he suddenly saw something flying in the distance.

It was a huge airship with a deep black paint!

At this time, three figures wearing black windbreakers quietly appeared in front of the two-story brick-red building.

The leader was not wearing a hat, had short golden-brown hair, and dark green eyes as deep as a windless and lightless lake.

This is none other than Creste Sesima, one of the nine senior deacons of the Night Watchers of the Church of the Evernight Goddess. He said to his men on the left:

"Use Sealing Artifact '1-63'."

"Yes, Master Cecima."

The Night Watcher squatted down and helped Cecima untie the silver chain on the suitcase.

The two of them worked hard to activate the silver-plated ancient mirror on the "Sword of the Goddess". The silver mirror was aimed at the brick-red building, and the entire space inside the building was transformed into a world in the mirror.

Cecima exhaled slowly, stretched out her left hand, and grasped the bone sword that was less than one meter long.

"Let's go in."

He took a step forward and entered the gloomy and dim house with the three night watchmen.

After Cecima entered the dormitory provided by the Loen Workers' Association, a pigeon standing on the top of the tower withdrew its gaze, and Lin Nuo also turned into a shadow to avoid the surveillance of the airship above and entered the brick-red building.

In the gloomy and dim house, Cecima stepped onto the stairs leading to the second floor. A beautiful and enchanting figure that looked like a woman emerged from the shadow in the corner. In his hand, a crystal clear, cold and weightless ice spear condensed and was thrown at Cecima.

boom!

A thick darkness surged from the white bone sword, and the crystal cold ice spear was split into two. Sesima took a step forward and stabbed the holy bone sword in her hand at Mr. A who had been freed from the shadow.

"The Sword of the Goddess? This is a really big fish!"

Mr. A chuckled, and at the same time, his right palm suddenly clenched.

boom! boom! boom!

The union members in the small brick-red building exploded one after another in their sleep, without even having time to scream.

Their bodies were torn into pieces and turned into sticky, rich flesh and blood. Half of them flowed towards Mr. A and turned into a blood-red robe on "it". Under the shining blood light, it looked like a blooming flower, and the other half condensed into a giant fur blanket, covering the three night watchmen.

Crestai Cecima just watched quietly and did nothing.

Silently, the flesh and blood dissipated and collapsed, falling like raindrops, but did not stain the floor red.

In each room, figures reappeared, still sleeping soundly.

"This is a world in the mirror, a world that is only for Extraordinary people. The flesh bombs you preset in the bodies of ordinary people are all illusions here."

Sesima placed the holy bone sword in her right hand and raised it up. The light around her completely disappeared, and the thick darkness turned into moon blades that slashed towards Mr. A.

Mr. A ran as fast as a wild beast. He dodged one attack after another and soon pounced on Cecima's back with a few quick moves.

Two of Cecima's Nighthawks were entangled by enemies emerging from the shadows, and Cecima seemed to have lost his rhythm and was unable to deal with Mr. A's attack.

boom!

Mr. A's feet suddenly slipped and his movements froze for a moment. The attack that he could have avoided cut a huge bloody wound on his chest.

"My enemies are usually unlucky." Cecima's lips curled up slightly, and she slipped and appeared in front of Mr. A in an instant.

Before Cesimar could finish him off, he found that the wound on Mr. A's chest had disappeared as if it had never existed. Mr. A raised his androgynous face and gave Cesimar a seductive smile. His muscles bulged, his back twisted, his arms swung, and he threw a fist like a cannonball at Cesimar.

boom!

Cecima raised the white bone sword to block in front of her. The thick darkness disappeared. Mr. A punched the "Sword of the Goddess" and knocked Cecima down the stairs.

The entire staircase shook slightly under this terrifying punch.

"how is this possible?"

Two undead appeared behind Cesimar and held up his falling body. The other two Night Watchmen no longer entangled with the two Rose Bishops in the shadows and chose to protect the area around Cesimar.

Mr. A was not in a hurry to take action. He waited for the pathogens of the Witch of Disease to take effect. He chuckled and said:

"This is your own will, the rules you make yourself."

"You told me before that this is a mirror world, and the methods used against ordinary people are ineffective."

"Well... I twisted your words. Your attack on me is now ineffective. If it weren't for the difficulty of interfering with the holy relic in your hand, you would have died just now."

"Corrupted Baron!"

Cecima's face changed slightly. This ability to bend the rules and the brutal physique reminded him of the lawyer path.

“Haha, accept the Lord’s favor.”

Mr. A smiled, and two Rose Bishops appeared on both sides of him. One of them suddenly grabbed his left shoulder with his right palm, tore off the entire arm, and threw it forward with bones and blood!

Boom!

His arm exploded like a bomb, turning into a bloody rain that splashed onto the three Night Watchmen.

At the same time, the flesh and blood at the broken part of his left shoulder began to wriggle wildly, and a new arm slowly grew out, a bloody arm without skin for the time being.

"You just twisted the rules and used the power of order, but you can't erase the power of the holy relics."

Sesima's eyes returned to calm, he raised the white bone sword to block in front of him, the thick darkness swallowed up the surrounding light, doom invisibly enveloped everyone except the Night Watchers.

No matter how hard the bloody raindrops tried, they were always just a hair's breadth away from the Night Watchers, as if it was destined to be this way.

Mr. A looked at the saint-level sealed object, and the smile on his face faded. He was now unsure whether the witch's "disease" could infect Sesima, who was protected by the holy object.

When Lin Nuo entered the room, his ears were filled with the buzzing sound of the battle. He was unlucky enough to be swept up in the fierce aftermath. The blood rain in the sky accurately avoided the three Night Watchmen and poured down on Lin Nuo.

He looked up calmly, and opened his arms to face the bloody rain. Under his wide black robe, the dark golden sunbird brooch glowed with golden light, summoning a sacred light from the sky that evaporated the bloody raindrops above his head.

Zizizi!

The blood-colored raindrops and the holy light collided violently like an oil pan meeting water, and finally both disappeared in the dim room.

Lin Nuo's action of summoning holy light also aroused the vigilance of the Aurora Society and the Night Watchers who were fighting each other. They all kept a distance and looked at the third party who suddenly broke in.

"who are you?"

Cecima held the white bone sword and pointed it at Lin Nuo, who was dressed in a black robe. The same question flashed in Mr. A's scarlet eyes.

"Is this a world in a mirror?"

Lin Nuo did not answer Cesima's question. He nodded thoughtfully, and golden sacred flames appeared out of thin air, forcing back the enemies hiding in the shadows and the void.

In his pocket was a thumb-sized puppet head, and the spiritual threads revealed the locations of the hidden hermits and undead creatures.

This is also the reason why he did not continue to hide his figure. These people are veterans who have experienced many battles. It is meaningless to play tricks of shadows and invisibility in front of them.

"I'm just a magician passing by. You guys continue and don't care about me."

Lin Nuo smiled at Cecima and Mr. A. He looked towards the second floor where the two forces were fighting. A flying knife flew over the crowd and stabbed sharply into the wall of the stairs on the second floor.

The extraordinary people present all had good night vision, and they easily saw the tarot card, which depicted a magician wearing a crimson cloak and a white robe.

Chapter 132: The battle of acting skills between two traitors

A golden flame burned on the Magician card. It was the only source of light on the dim staircase and naturally attracted the attention of everyone present.

Whoosh!

In the swaying and dancing golden flames, Lin Nuo, dressed in a black robe, walked past many extraordinary people and entered the second floor, leaving only a slender and mysterious back to everyone.

Magician? Card throwing? Leaping flames?

Creste Cesimus was naturally broad-minded enough to see through the methods used by the man in black robe, but he was puzzled as to why the people from the Aurora Society in front of him did not step forward to stop him. He wanted the little white mouse to test the information on the second floor on his behalf. So what about Mr. A?

Whoosh!Whoosh!Whoosh!

Creste Cesimar jumped up holding the white bone sword and tried to rush directly to the second floor over the stairs, but Mr. A did not allow him to do so. Dozens of light blue fireballs emitting a strong smell of sulfur flew into the air and exploded violently.

boom!

Krestai was beaten back to the first floor by Mr. A. The bone sword in his hand exuded a thick darkness that swallowed up the dark blue poisonous flames on it. He looked up at Mr. A and became more and more certain that there must be something important upstairs.

"'Sword of the Goddess', you don't need to be anxious. The Lord's favor will be equally bestowed upon everyone..."

Mr. A looked at the saint-level bone sword in Cesimar's hand with fear. His body suddenly expanded and approached three meters in height. He turned into a demonic creature. A magma sword shaped like a knife appeared in his hand, blocking the three night watchmen on the first floor.

Lin Nuo walked silently in the corridor on the second floor. On his left and right were workers' dormitories with their doors tightly closed. He arrived on the second floor before everyone else in order to confirm Lanevus' current condition, which would directly determine his stance and attitude towards the Aurora Society and the Nighthawks.

While he was thinking about how to direct the situation, a door creaked open, followed by the sound of footsteps in the darkness.

Lin Nuo looked in the direction where the voice came from. Soon, he saw Lanevus, wearing a linen shirt and with a sharp face, walking down the dim stairs. His expression was indifferent and calm, without any fear at all.

"My prey actually offered itself to me?"

"Is your £200 brain filled with water?"

Lin Nuo's voice was rough and frivolous. The pages of the illusory book turned in his gray pupils. The red flame in his palm was compressed into a blazing white spear. The sun brooch added the power of purification to it. He silently recited a few words in the ancient Hermetic language:

"sacred!"

"Holy!"

"bright!"

"flame!"

This is the sacred oath brought by the Sun Brooch, which temporarily increases Linnuo's strength, agility, fire damage and holy damage.

Lin Nuo's momentum gradually increased, and his whole body seemed to be covered with a layer of golden holy light. The sacred breath and blazing fire illuminated the night, dispelling the shadows, like a bright sun that could not be looked directly at.

"Everyone has two identities: hunter and prey. Can you really tell who is the prey?"

Lanevus showed his signature mocking smile to the enemy in front of him. A hint of contempt and regret flashed in the depths of his calm and indifferent eyes.

He was somewhat disappointed with the reckless hunter in front of him. If this was all his strength, the man in black would not be able to eliminate the seeds planted by the true Creator in his body.

"I have torn into pieces countless weak and ignorant guys like you."

"Are you expecting the Aurora members down there to rescue you?"

"Don't dream. For a guy like you, I only need one move. There's no need to attack a second time."

Lin Nuo revealed some information to Lanevus with a grim smile. He also heard from Lanevus' words that the other party had deliberately revealed the information.

Lanevus didn’t seem to have completely lost himself. Attacks close to Sequence 5 were unable to give him enough of a sense of crisis.

The calmness shown by Lanevus made Lin Nuo more confident about his condition. He wanted to continue testing whether Lanevus had not given up hope of saving himself.

"The evil god's divinity protects me. Your attack is meaningless."

Lanevus's eyes turned cold, and he only released a little bit of his divinity, as if he was worried about scaring away the young man in front of him.

Although the strength of the guy in front of him did not meet his psychological expectations, with his active cooperation, he would have a chance to cut off the fallen figure between the chest and abdomen, and then escape before the Aurora Club members downstairs could react.

"Evil God's divinity? How can there be such an evil thing? Which son of a bitch gave you a 200-pound reward?"

Lin Nuo pretended to be furious and cursed loudly, but he still stood there without any move to escape.

"Since you possess His divinity, then killing you would definitely be a headache for the Aurora Society, right?"

Lin Nuo smiled coldly, and began to communicate with Sharon who possessed his body through the contract. Sharon injected her spirituality into the Book of Justice that Lin Nuo carried with him, and the bright and warm light turned into a golden seal.

"just!"

"efficient!"

Miss Sharon's voice rang in Lin Nuo's mind, and Lin Nuo's extraordinary ability was briefly improved again. The Blazing White Spear in his hand completely reached the level of Sequence 5 under the multiple reinforcements of the Sun Brooch and the Book of Justice.

"Are you here for the Aurora Club?"

"Do you have a grudge against Aurora?"

As Lin Nuo's aura grew stronger, Lanevus began to help Lin Nuo delay time. He became more and more certain of the plan he had just made. A hint of anticipation emerged in his calm eyes. He even actively suppressed his desire to attack and slowed down his attack on Lin Nuo.

The current strength is not enough, it is far from enough. If you want to break the divinity planted by the true creator, you need more powerful strength. Can you become a little stronger?

Lin Nuo seemed to have heard Lanevus's voice. He raised his eyes and looked at Lanevus. An illusory page of a book appeared above his head, and a faint chanting sound came from the void:

"I come, I see, I record."

"Punishment targets: Lanevus and the evil god's divinity!"