A Master's Type Moon Event Book

"Shrinking magic. Shrink the newspaper and put it in the mouth of a white dove. If someone intercepts it, the dove will swallow it into its stomach and be melted by stomach acid."

He unfolded the inner newspaper, his face darkened, "Seven Paladins?"

"What's wrong? Is this organization dangerous?"

"Hmm." Pascal nodded, "No one is clear about the origin of the Seven Paladins, but they only know that their organization owns the seven Age of Gods costumes, so they call themselves Guardian Paladins.

But acting secretly, they have been in the dark for a long time, no one knows their purpose, and very few people see them make a move.According to the internal magazine, the reason why he appeared in Oxenholm was to hunt down the traitors in the organization. "

"That is to say, that person acted outrageously that day because there were traitors organized by them in the train station? But he is so blatant, isn't he afraid of being hunted down by the Magic Association and the Holy Church?" Li Xiang asked.

"Ordinary magicians will naturally be afraid, but as a millennium organization, there are various ways to escape hunting. In fact, for so many years, the magicians who escaped the seal designation of the Magic Association and the burial agency of the Holy Church Not in the minority."

Pascal pondered, and then said: "The organization of the Seven Paladins has a characteristic. Almost every member has an unimaginable attachment to the magic dress. I suspect that the traitor may have stolen a very important magic dress and caused the Seven Saints Chase and kill."

"It's really troublesome." Li Xiang immediately thought of that person's Tarot card, which was undoubtedly a set of magic dress with both offense and defense. "I'm afraid the man who was seriously injured by us will not let us go so easily."

"Not necessarily." Pascal put down the newspaper and let the white dove leave, "I'm afraid he didn't expect that there would be a magician like you in the train station at that time. If he investigated afterwards and found that we belonged to the Magic Association, he might Swallow your breath."

"That's only temporary." Li Xiang shook his head. Magicians are proud. At a man's level, I'm afraid they seldom suffer. Even if they don't dare to confront the Magic Association head-on, they will definitely find themselves, especially him. Before leaving, he said 'I remember you'.

……

Somewhere in a basement.

A strong smell is permeating, like dull smoke swirling back and forth in an airtight room.

The candle was burning faintly, and the light reflected a deformed monster.

Like a black wolf, covered with sharp thorns and steel thorns, black like ink, from head to tail, not a single part is white.

It was lying on the ground, panting violently, like a bellows, cloudy and hot.

With every breath, red elements flow from the nostrils, splashing sparks in the air.

Its forelimbs were bloody and bloody, the black bones were clearly visible, and the flesh inside was red, as conspicuous as a piece of charcoal thrown into a pile of wood.

Except for breathing, it seemed dead, motionless.

Only the 22 tarot cards floating in the sky didn't stop for a moment, revealing extremely anxious emotions, and they were chaotically combined into various strange patterns.

After half an hour.

The candle flickered.

A grizzled elderly man in the same white robe appeared in the basement.

"What an embarrassment, Jax Eaton."

The sudden sound woke up the black wolf on the ground.

"Who?" The alertness flashed away, and when it saw the person coming, it relaxed and lay down again, "Your Excellency, please allow me not to salute."

The old man stretched out his hand, white and smooth, like a doll, without any palm lines.

The red mist sprayed out from the palm, and turned around and landed on Hei Lang's wound.

"Ah!" Hei Lang let out a painful cry.

Like sulfuric acid, with a sizzling sound, its forelimbs, bones and flesh began to melt.

The black wolf was in more and more pain, and let out a roar that didn't sound like a human voice.The red magic power couldn't be controlled, and as it convulsed and danced unconsciously, it turned into fierce air waves, impacting indiscriminately.

The old man pressed down with his free left hand, and the air wave seemed to have never appeared.

The black wolf howled again, and his body was embedded three inches into the ground like a thousand catties.

No matter how hard I struggled, I couldn't move.

In the red mist, the forelegs completely melted and disappeared.

"regeneration."

The old man spit out two words softly, and a white clock appeared behind him, with a radiant dial and a crystal-like hour hand, rising one by one, and stopping at twelve o'clock.

The black wolf was immediately intact.

After a long time, there was a suppressed roar of pain coming from the basement, and an unforgettable and indelible hatred.

"That damned high school student! I must eat him alive!"

Chapter 67 The Stone of Destiny

"High school student?"

The old man paused, "According to the order, you went to hunt down Ariel Duma, why did you get involved with a high school student? Help you heal, not only the hand was injured, the magic power in the body was also lost, and there is room for shuttle Corrosion left in the flesh, it seems that you used the wheel of fate of the major arcana card. If not, the Holy Bell will heal you, you will not be in such pain."

Jakes shuddered, and couldn't help asking: "Your Excellency, can you have an anesthetic injection before the next treatment?"

As it spoke, it crawled out of the pit by itself, probably because the old man didn't hold back his hand, and the side that sank into the ground had a large amount of blood stained on its black fur.

But there is no wound, it has healed.

Feeling the recovery of its healthy body, it shook its head, and before the old man could reply, it recited a long series of incantations. A burst of red mist shrouded it, and it turned into a human form again.

"If you don't keep your mind clear, your lycanthropy will become more serious. Do you really think that the holy bell is so easy to deal with? In order to suppress it these years, almost my whole body has been replaced with artificial organs. If so, every time I use it It will still be assimilated and will have to be replaced periodically."

"But it really hurts, it's more uncomfortable than the wheel of fortune taking me through space."