Mystery: Mr. Witch and Miss Hunter

Chapter 128 He

Angel.

In folklore, this word often represents the servant of the righteous god.They have great power beyond the reach of mortals, symbolizing the honor and authority of God, and many believers are proud to accept His guidance.

However, this is a weird, crazy, and disordered extraordinary world. Here, angels are not only messengers of righteous gods, but also servants of evil gods.His power can be directed at innocent humans, though he doesn't even realize what it's doing to these tiny bugs.

The moment the black arm appeared, its influence spread across several blocks.Although Backlund's demigods had responded as quickly as possible, the arrival of the opponent was too sudden and too hasty, so this face-to-face still caused the deaths of more than 8000 people.

Before the arrival of the other party, the devil's circle was hidden in the devil's tower, a semi-god-level carrier that has a considerable degree of anti-divination and anti-prophecy capabilities, and no one knows about the devil's tower, and there is not enough information for divination .

Therefore, although the demigods of Backlund, no matter whether they were hidden or on the surface, most of them exposed themselves at the first time and protected the people around them, but there are still many loopholes in their protection .

The invisible influence caresses the entire Backlund like a breeze. Unlike the great smog incident, this influence does not have such an obvious quantification method as the smog. Looking at the same scene, you will know how wide the scope of the influence spread.It's just that the plowshare breaks through the frozen soil and brings life, but the fluctuation makes the place where it passes dead silent, and people fall down like straw.

Death spreads equally all around, regardless of high or low status.The line of defense constructed hastily by the dotted demigods blocked a part of the damage from facing the angels, but the impact of the remaining part bloomed like a flower, with the Backlund Tower Bridge as the center, transparent petals towards the angels. Stretch in all directions.

The poor rolled down with the rats in the ditch beside the road, and the rich fell with the thoroughbreds in the green polo field.

Some of them are holding the body of their dead relatives off the only table with a blank face to make room for the children who escaped the catastrophe; The horse wants to hit the next good shot.

They paused at the same time, some cried bitterly because of the loss of their loved ones, and some raised the corners of their mouths because of the pride on the court.However, this cathartic emotion instantly became an irresistible trend, washing away all the traces attached to them by human society, and at the same time erasing the last trace of their existence.

Perhaps they had not been equal in life, but now they had equal death at last.But whether this death is salvation or a curse depends on the individual.

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Queens, Earl Hall's House.

Audrey Hall sat quietly by the window, watching everything that happened in the distance.

There was a trace of pity in her eyes, but soon, the emotion slowly disappeared.

She entered the audience state, and the chaotic scene in the mansion came into her mind. The maid was holding her dead companion and crying, and the Extraordinary holding the sealed item was trying to restore the collapsed order while protecting the nobles.

The audience never becomes the actor.

The joys, anger, sorrows and joys in the actors' hearts, and the various forms of beings on the stage are, after all, just a scene that is easily forgotten in the hearts of the audience.

Miss "Justice" wants to do a big thing, and it can only be done by walking on the road of the audience.However, I just want to protect my parents and relatives at home, and the ability of "Dream Walker" is not enough...

Audrey Hall recalled the two angels who had appeared in her bedroom earlier.One of them was the Hermes she had seen, while the other was wearing a simple white robe, revealing her white feet, her eyes were slightly closed on her beautiful face, and her expression was gentle.He is like a still oil painting, as if he has maintained this posture for thousands of years.

"I know what you are afraid of, or what that little girl is afraid of... Although I have no intention of dealing with your relatives, you will soon find that even if we don't do it, their situation will not be much better go."

Hermes said inscrutablely.

"At that time, you will need this. At that time, you will find that this thing is just right for use."

The other angel didn't say anything nonsense, he glanced at Audrey indifferently, took out a small purple bottle from himself, and handed it to Audrey.

"You can decide whether to drink it or not. I can foresee that when that moment comes, you will meet the conditions for taking it. This bottle of potion is just like you, it is a product made by the audience, so don't worry about any problems. "

"You should have heard our name at that fool's gathering..."

The angel spoke softly.

"Rose Redemption..."

Audrey Hall muttered to herself, and opened the bottle of potion in her hand.

The potion in the bottle was tumbling, the sticky black potion was reminiscent of melted pitch, and the top of the potion gave off an aura of depravity and corruption.

This is the adjacent path sequence 4 of "Spectator", the potion of "Black Knight"!

"This potion is false, even I can take it and gain abilities..."

Miss Hall's eyes flickered slightly, and before her eyes appeared the figure of the main body wearing a blue traveling cloak hastily leaving, the two empty seats at the Tarot meeting, and the image of Dad Mom's aging face...

"You told me before, I just need to act like a baby to my father, enlighten my mother not to let myself live too tired, make Hibbert smile, and introduce a few noble ladies to Alfred..."

An inexplicable sadness welled up on Audrey Hall's face, but it was then replaced by a determined look.

"However, now it seems that these are not enough."

Her inspiration told her that at this point her rite of promotion to the Black Knight had been fulfilled—although, she didn't even know and didn't dare to think about what the rite of passage was.

"From today onwards, you are the justice of the Tarot Society, 'Dream Weaver' Audrey, and I am the youngest daughter of the Earl of East Chester, 'Black Knight' Miss Hall."

After she drank the potion, crazy ravings sounded in her ears, making her expression ferocious and ready to cry.

At the same time, outside the window, there was heavy rain and thunder, and the demigods of the major churches began to go to the scene of the incident, blocking His footsteps with their flesh and blood.

(The big pits in the later period began to be laid out... the book was released on the 1st, and after it was released, it began to resume twice a day, with a cumulative reward of more than 5000 points per day plus a new chapter)
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