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......conversation?

Hearing this, Richard couldn't help but stunned.

"This guy is persuaded."

The real lady slowly judged.

Indeed, it seems that this is the most likely answer.

The fist of the Lord of Cursed Spirit did not fall.

If it's another enemy, according to Richard's past cautious style, in short, he should punch first-when the opponent surrenders, first hit half-dead and completely deprive the opponent of his ability to move.

However, according to the previous experience, "Lattice Oscillation" seems to have a very powerful effect on the unique magic of "Preacher" possessing others. This punch may directly affect McQueen Mathers Consciousness returned to the original body.

After thinking for a while, the black-robed wizard still did not choose to do it.

Right now, it cannot be ruled out that this guy intends to make a sneak attack.

... But to be honest, that kind of "preemptive strike" approach is effective in low-level life-and-death struggles, but now the three parties on the battlefield are all Legendary Extraordinaries, and the sneak attack is not only shameless, but also innocent. significance.

Not to mention the state of being awake, even during deep sleep, dreaming, meditation or even during meditation, if someone wants to provoke a battle against an extraordinary person who is truly on the pinnacle, they will be able to react in the first time without exception. There is usually no difference.

In the final analysis, this is due to the huge difference in the physical signs of the Extraordinary compared to ordinary people.

Therefore, even the kind of people who are unscrupulous in order to win will generally not do such boring things.

If you really want to "take advantage of the danger", you can only choose to seize the special situation-the other party is just at the right moment in a state where he can't break free and fight back immediately: for example, presiding over an important ceremony, or falling into it due to external reasons Wait while sleeping.

"What do you want to talk to me?"

The black robe wizard floated slowly from mid-air to the ground, and after falling to the ground, he asked in a deep voice.

"Of course... there is something about'me'."

McQueen Mathers, who was about ten meters away from him, replied immediately.

"Also, is Mr. Rasputin looking for someone? I can provide you with his information."

"Do you know who we are looking for?"

"I know, of course I know. One of my temporary companions brought back a dark tower witch from the wilderness of Silent Hill not long ago. According to him, the blood of the Crown family is flowing on that girl. She is a natural prophet...I think she is the one you are looking for, right?"

While speaking, McQueen continued to take a step forward.

"Also, it is about why I am here. I think Mr. Rasputin should be very interested in this, right?"

"Why so sure?"

"Otherwise, you won't be here."

He answered confidently.

"Mr. Rasputin took the initiative to find Queen Mary, isn't it just to find out about me?"

"..."

Richard did not expect the other party to be so honest. He responded coldly:

"As far as I am concerned, everything you just said is not that important. I think it is my right to agree to stop fighting."

"You can think so. But I think this will be a mutually beneficial negotiation."

"Since it is a negotiation, how about showing a little sincerity?"

The black wizard raised a finger.

"First, cancel all barrier spells and body protection spells on you, Mathers."

"Sorry, I can't do such a thing."

The preacher answered indifferently.

Compared with the frenetic emotions he showed before, it seems that he who is evil at this time is the personality that truly belongs to McQueen Mathers.

"Unless you can do the same as me."

The black robe wizard did not continue to struggle with this issue, nodding slightly.

"Okay, I understand."

"Mr. Rasputin is ready to agree?"

A smile appeared on the face of the preacher's frozen expression like a dead man.

"Yeah... I promised you."

On the face covered by the silver-white mask, the corners of his mouth rose slightly.

While speaking, Richard gave an order in the magic channel:

—"Miss Borgia, go and cut off his limbs. Don't let him have any chance to resist."

"understand."

The female knight responded briskly from the communication end.

In the next instant, her figure disappeared in place.

.........

The preacher's eyes shrank suddenly.

In the depths of his pupils, a sword blade gleaming sharply was reflected.

The black wizard seemed to be stunned, or even the female knight was unable to capture the trajectory left by her high-speed movement.

His fingers quivered slightly.

However, in the face of the fast approaching Joan Borgia, he finally did not move.

After a breath, accompanied by blood swaying like a fountain, four human limbs flew into the sky in a whirlpool, his hands and feet were cut off cleanly, leaving only the ones that fell to the ground. People stick".

After standing still, the female knight waved to the "Preacher" lying on the ground unable to move and sprinkled a piece of alchemy material. It was like dust and mist, lightly covering the wound that was gushing with a lot of blood~www.readwn.com~ Soon, the bleeding stopped at the location of the fracture, and even scabs formed.

At this time, the black-robed wizard came to him slowly, a cold air spread from his fingers, freezing all the arms that fell on the ground, and looking down at the miserable "Preacher".

"Mccain Mathers, we can start the formal conversation now."

Richard has confirmed that there is no extra "part" specially modified on this person who can absorb and use magic elements; in other words, Mr. Mayor's body has not changed because of being possessed.

The legendary wizard can cast spells with his mind, but ordinary people can't; if he wants to cast spells with George Browning's body, he must use gestures.

Therefore, the current "Preacher" is equivalent to having the ability to cast spells removed in disguise. Needless to say, swordsmanship, you can't even hold a weapon without hands or feet.

"Ahem..."

Blood spilled from the corner of the preacher's mouth. He gritted his teeth and raised his head, staring at the black robe wizard with indifference.

Richard was not disturbed. He helped the mask on his face, with a slight smile in his voice.

Originally, if the other party could agree to his terms, he wouldn't have to suffer this kind of flesh and blood; but since this guy was unwilling to agree, he could not be merciful.

... As for the original owner of the body, as long as the arm is attached, it is still saved.

"How about your answer?"

After a long silence, McQueen said in a dry voice:

"That person is the vice-president of the Royal Astronomical Society of Greenwich. He is a stargazer. In his hand, there is a spiritual library, which is said to be able to unlock the coordinates of an artifact belonging to the God of Prophecy. Information."