Versatile Mage: Shadow of Dimension

Chapter 342 I don’t like this title, chase the big man in red

"Are you the King of Darkness??!!"

Beijiang thought everything clearly.

Only the King of Darkness, who gave the mages the power of darkness, can take back his dark matter and even the power of darkness.

But the man in front of me is obviously just a young man in his early twenties. How could he

"I don't like this title. Of course, you are right to call it that."

Zhang Chenran showed an inexplicable look of disdain, and then pinched Bei Jiangxu Kongkong, who had no power to fight back.

The hand of space forcefully crushed his body, but Bei Jiang's soul remained intact.

"This soul is very interesting. Keep it well and don't let the soldiers under you eat it."

Zhang Chenran didn't know who he was talking to and walked towards the darkness ahead.

The darkness cracked like a broken mirror. After the mirror fell and merged into the space, what appeared was the highest observation deck and the gray mist.

A rental house on the corner of the street.

"Is it really okay for him to be alone? That killer is very strong. Sister Leng Qing, a super mage, almost died in the hands of that killer." The trial made Xiao Ping still a little worried.

Nanrong Ni did not explain anymore, because she had already sensed a familiar atmosphere.

Slight spatial fluctuations appeared in the room, and Zhang Chenran's figure appeared in front of the two people:

"Let's go, the hospital is not far from here."

.........

Demon City Magic Hospital.

"Her life condition is very poor. Fortunately, you sent her in time and a healing mage has been healing her. I don't know what this girl has been through. The rot in her body has reached this level." Xiao Anzhi, an old healing mage, said.

This old healing mage is an old friend of Feng Zhoulong. Zhang Chenran met him several times when he went to the Research Institute to seek help from Feng Zhoulong.

"She met a very strong shadow killer, but the trouble has been solved." Zhang Chenran explained simply.

"That's good, but although her condition has stabilized, it will still take a period of time to fully recover." Xiao Anzhi said.

"Thank you, Uncle Xiao." Zhang Chenran took out a dead soul vessel: "I just heard that you were going to find Lao Feng, right? Help me give this to him."

After taking the utensil, Xiao Anzhi agreed without thinking too much.

Seeing that Leng Qing's condition had stabilized, Xiao Ping was relieved.

She glanced inside the ward and pulled Zhang Chenran aside alone.

"What's the matter?" Zhang Chenran asked quickly when he saw that she still looked a little scared.

"Actually, the presiding judge has been chasing the Black Vatican. She became like this when she came into contact with the red archbishop Leng Jue. The red archbishop has a very sensitive sense of smell. Even if the inquisition has released the news that the presiding judge is dead, He still let the killer come after us." Judge Xiao Ping said.

According to the news from Lingling, the person in front of me is absolutely reliable.

In addition, Zhang Chenran helped them deal with the masters of the Killer Palace and rescued the presiding judge.

The most urgent task now is to make countermeasures.

If the killer of the Killer Palace is dead, the red archbishop will definitely not give up and will even send a more terrifying killer to get rid of Leng Qing.

"The Cardinal?"

Zhang Chenran was stunned, but he didn't expect that the leader of the Black Church was involved behind this.

Salan's uproar in the ancient capital has already caused people to panic, and now there is a second existence on par with Salan in the country.

It's no wonder that a presiding judge, Leng Qing, would end up in this situation.

Fortunately, he absorbed Bei Jiang's memory in advance.

Zhang Chenran thought for a while, said a few words to Nanrong Ni on the side, and then returned to her:

"This is the most heavily guarded place in the Demon City. The other party will not dare to take action in a short time. You are tired, so go and rest."

"No, I have to protect the safety of the presiding judge at all times." Xiao Ping, the judge's envoy, said.

Zhang Chenran didn't say much and walked to the other side of the corridor. “Where are you going again?” Xiao Ping asked quickly.

"Looking for Leng Jue"

The trial made Xiao Ping open her mouth slightly, shocked.

I don't know why, looking at his leaving back makes me feel safe.

"Don't worry, Chenran will solve everything." Nanrong Ni comforted him.

"That's the red archbishop. Is he really okay?"

.........

On the street, a young man wearing a black trench coat looked around as he walked, seemingly looking for something.

In the neon night, surveillance eyes locked on him from different angles, observing his movements.

In the cafe, a charming woman in a red dress said:

"Isn't this guy Zhang Chenran who is number one in the school competition? Master Leng Jue seems to be planning to attack him."

"He is not something we can deal with. Master Leng Jue is a little afraid of him, but what is this guy doing here?"

The man wearing a headscarf sitting opposite the charming woman was drinking coffee, but his eyes were looking towards the street intentionally or unintentionally.

Just by chance, the man in the turban saw the young man in the black trench coat and smiled at him.

Chills surged through his body, and the turbaned man felt as if his soul was locked by the other party. There was a dark red soul pear thorn anchoring his soul!

"He's... smiling at me?"

"Behind you."

The alluring woman in red dress pointed at his head, her eyes filled with horror.

The turbaned man turned around and saw a black death scythe hooked to his body.

Then, the entire soul of the man in the turban was pulled out!

His partner opposite him also did not escape the punishment of the Shadow Executioner.

In cafes, gyms, streets, and small shops, those who hid their secrets and cast glances at the young man in black windbreaker were all punished by darkness.

The strange thing is that ordinary people turn a blind eye to them who have 'disappeared', as if these dark members of the Holy See really don't exist.

"With so many people from the Black Church, it seems that we have found the right place."

Zhang Chenran digested the memories of each priest and deacon, and pieced together the scattered memories into a correct direction.

"Another red archbishop's faction. I didn't expect that after the commotion caused by Salan, there would still be an archbishop who had thoughts about Kyushu. He wouldn't wait for a while and insisted on coming to Kyushu to seek death."

He sighed and disappeared.

.........

On the colorful seat next to the swimming pool, a beautiful woman with golden eyes in a yukata was lying on it, and a purple boy was also lying on top of her.

"Huh?" Leng Jue snorted in confusion.

"What's wrong, Lord Leng Jue?" asked the beautiful woman with golden eyes.

"The priests and deacons who were guarding outside are dead." Leng Jue's face darkened:

"Is he a master of the Trial Council? No, that's not right. The Tribunal is too busy taking care of itself, so it's impossible to have such a powerful manpower."

A beautiful and gentle woman came here, and her death aura gradually enveloped the entire villa.

"Mingling?" The beautiful woman with golden eyes recognized the strongest guardian disciple under Salan at a glance. The two had met several times.

"What do you mean?" Leng Jue naturally knew her and asked in a low voice.

"By the king's order, I will kill you."

(End of this chapter)