Beauty Comic Cultivation Record

Chapter 33 The Dark Wizard

Thick black mist filled the entire rooftop, and the snipers lying on the rooftop in the black mist began to look dull and their bodies became stiff.

In the mist where you can't see your fingers, there are gunshots.

In the wilderness near the lighthouse, the gunmen who were fighting the vampires in the dark fort were caught off guard by their own snipers and fell into a pool of blood.

Seeing the fallen subordinates one by one, Frank hid behind a bunker, picked up a bazooka, got up and fired at the roof.

"boom!"

The flames soared into the sky, and the dark mist on the roof shook violently, followed by a huge hole, but then more mist diffused, filling the hole again.

bang bang bang~~

After Frank fired one round, he dropped the bazooka and rolled over. The place where he was standing was hit by four or five sniper bullets at the same time.

Taking advantage of the accident on the roof, the vampires in the bunker recovered and took the opportunity to fight back against the gunmen outside.

For a moment, the gunshots were loud. Compared with before, because of the snipers, the gunshots under Tang Song's men were unavoidably a little timid.

Tang Song looked at this scene with a gloomy face. If it weren't for West standing beside him, he might have summoned the skeleton demon by now, and slaughtered the group of vampires below and the man in black on the top of the building.

Tang Song looked at the black-robed figure in the black mist, and two sword pills were about to be released.

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"It's the dark mist of the dark wizard!"

At this moment, West's expression was serious, and he suddenly spoke. At the same time, he held the cross on his chest with both hands, and prayed:
"In the name of my lord, cast out all evil from the world."

A thick column of milky white light enveloped himself, and then spread out towards the roof of the building as if boundless.

When exposed to the milky white holy light, the black mist became thinner instantly like the mist in the scorching sun, and the sniper lying on the roof and a figure in black robe could be faintly seen.

The black-robed figure also saw several people standing on the pier at this time, and with a wave of his hand, the black mist turned into countless black bats and swooped down towards the pier.

West held the upper end of the cross with both hands, swung it forward, and a thick beam of holy light blasted towards the group of black bats.

Under the pillar of holy light, the black bat screamed again and again, and black smoke rose from its body and dissipated.

"Holy Artifact!" The black-robed figure looked at West who was flashing like a light bulb on the pier, and said bitterly.

In the Middle Ages, the people of the Holy See relied on the holy artifacts in their hands to defeat the Dark Council at that time.

Even the speaker of the dark parliament at that time, a dark wizard who was said to be comparable to the lord of hell, died at the hands of four generations of popes wearing a crown of thorns and holding a scarab.

These humans slaughtered dark creatures wantonly with weapons that were said to be blessed by angels.

How many witches were tied to the stake by them and burned to death alive.

When he was hiding in Tibet, he was almost burned on the stake several times.

Seeing the presence of high-level officials from the Holy See, the black-robed figure began to retreat in his heart.

He came here only for the broken pages of the vampire holy book in Dicken Firth's hands, not to fight desperately with the people of the Holy See.

He can survive from the Middle Ages to the present, not by being proficient in various black witchcraft, but by being cautious.

However, before leaving, he couldn't take advantage of the people of the Holy See.

The cold laughter of the black-robed figure echoed on the roof, followed by a series of weird and awkward spells.

With the sound of the incantation, the gravel ground of the pier began to crack, and withered and white skeleton ghost claws protruded out.

Ragged skeletons crawled out of the cracks one after another.

The seaside under the night, the deserted pier, werewolves, vampires, and moving skeletons are the realistic images of a horror movie.

Even though Tang and Song's gunmen were veterans who had experienced many battles, facing these moving skeletons, they couldn't help but feel chills in their backs and weakness in their hands and feet.

Frank is also guilty, he knows how powerful the skeleton in the boss's hand is, and he now wears a string on his wrist.

So many skeletons!
Frank raised his hand and shot, and the bullets from the large-caliber military pistol directly smashed a skeleton soldier's head into pieces.

"Uh, that's it?"

Frank fired several shots, blasting the heads of several skeleton soldiers.

Looking at the skeleton soldiers who fell to the ground, Frank was convinced that what was in front of him was just paper.

It looks scary, and it is not at the same level as the skeleton demon refined by the boss.

"Hit them on the head!"

Frank made a demonstration, and his gunner finally calmed down, raised the gun in his hand, aimed at the skeleton soldier in front of him, and pulled the trigger.

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"It's Urnos, one of the famous dark wizards in the dark world. Although he is not as good as those old monsters of the dark parliament, he is also one of the few wizards who survived the purge in the middle ages. Playing with the undead is his specialty!"

West seemed to recognize the identity of the man in black on the roof from the means of attack.

Under his signal, behind him, several priests opened the silver suitcases in their hands.

Tang Song took a closer look, and found that there were pieces of ancient armor parts in the suitcase.

Helmet, chain mail, armguards, and a crossed sword in a distinctly medieval style.

These weapons and armor are covered with traces of knives and axes, and Tang and Song Dynasties even saw claw marks on them.

Apparently, one of the armor's owners had fought a creature with sharp claws in hand-to-hand combat.

Several priests stepped forward to put these armor parts on Wester's body one by one.

A powerful, holy breath came from West who was wearing armor, and dispersed the remaining dark mist that filled the air.

"Paladin armor! Damn it, who brought this thing out of the Vatican!"

Urnos looked at the ancient armor on West's body and cursed angrily, and his whole body instantly turned into a puff of black smoke and was about to flee.

Tang Song looked at the black mist on the roof, his face turned cold, and the two sword pills were already clasped in his hands.

In the split second, the sword pill rose and turned into two white rainbows more than ten meters long. They reached the roof of the building in an instant.

Two silver-white brilliance penetrated into the black mist, shuttled and criss-crossed, directly smashing the thick black mist into pieces.

"What the hell?"

The figure in the black robe avoided the sword light transformed by the two sword pills in embarrassment.

The sharp sword light cut through his black robe, revealing a dry bone inside.

Immediately afterwards, the dry bone was twisted into pieces by two sword lights.

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(End of this chapter)