Closing the door, Sean's smiling face instantly froze, and he raised his eyes to look at the silent night around him, vaguely like a bloodthirsty beast lurking.

Tightened the black gloves of his right hand, then moved the holster to a position that was convenient for his left hand to be pulled out, and glanced at the closed door in a daze, his mind was full of Anna's worry and little Annie's reluctant look, he took a deep breath, raised his vigilance to the highest, and began to wander around as if he was 'luring the enemy'.

Since it was late at night, there were almost no pedestrians on the road, and when Sean wandered around the perimeter of his house three times without any accidents, and the perception that had been improved by magic did not detect any suspicious people.

Slowly exhaling the turbid air in his lungs, a hint of luck suddenly rose in his heart, maybe it was just because he was thinking too much, all the speculation was just a coincidence, or he was just an ordinary person even if he was the captain of the Dread.

Is it just possible?

How could an ordinary captain escape the attack of the Wraith Kane?

Or is it a group of ordinary people fighting against a wraith of at least the third rank?

Of course not.

Not to mention the strength of the resentful spirit Kane, even the current Sean can quietly assassinate an ordinary person.

If it had been protected by hiring a magician, then it was estimated that nothing would have happened tonight, perhaps the coward who acted as a 'bait' in the square had already slipped away and did not find the contact between the resentful Kane and himself.

But Sean didn't dare to gamble.

He would rather spend the night freezing outside the house with the sea breeze than Anna and the others have any possible accidents, as long as he waits for Miss Eve's support to support him until dawn, and then informs the captain to organize people to investigate the black shark, and the crisis will pass for the time being.

You must know that the captain is leading several team members to investigate something in the Eastern District, regardless of whether there is a problem with the Black Shark or not, their hidden pirate identity alone is enough to sit in prison for decades.

And Black Shark also knows that if they come into contact with a mid-level wraith, the Night's Watch will definitely go to investigate, and if they are afraid of accidents during the investigation, they will definitely come and kill me.

It's always much easier to deal with a low-rank official magician than a group of magicians.

If the Black Shark people did appear in front of them, then they must have some connection to the incident that the captain was investigating.

Sean, whose thoughts gradually stopped churning, leaned on a lamppost on Dusk Boulevard, a cigarette on the corner of his mouth and smoked greedily, he didn't know when the next taste of smoke would be.

Boris shouldn't have made a move, but he would definitely not be lower than the third rank to assassinate himself, otherwise Kane would have killed them all.

And can a magician who has just become a first-order magician resist it?

After all, he teamed up with two second-order magicians to fight against Kane, and he was almost killed by it, not to mention how could Boris, who was so cautious, send one of his subordinates to get rid of him?

As the originally bright moonlight in the sky was suddenly obscured by an inexplicable dark cloud, the darkness instantly eroded the earth.

It wasn't until this moment that Sean suddenly discovered that even the policemen patrolling the entire street were gone.

After acting with Hull, of course, he knew that this was the hidden magic of the night path, which could cover the sight of ordinary people, making them subconsciously ignore the space covered by magic.

Sean, who smiled bitterly, casually left the cigarette butt in his hand on the street, and took out a pistol in his left hand to guard it, this time unlike the previous face of the resentful Kane, now he has no teammates and does not have enough weapons.

The fourth rule of the Magician Guidelines: Magicians do not engage in unprepared battles.

Although he understood this, sometimes people could only choose the most dangerous path to go, and he could not and did not dare to return to the station alone to hide, which would likely lead to an attack on Anna and the others in the house.

After deliberately making three circles, he still attracted the attention of the killer in the dark, but fortunately, he or their vigilance allowed him to arrange the battlefield in the dusk avenue.

It was almost twenty minutes since Gollum left, and it took forty minutes to get home from the station, and although I didn't know how fast Gollum could travel through the spirit realm, as long as he survived for ten minutes, his chances of survival were not low.

"It's coming. ”

A foul-smelling wind pressure in his perception pointed directly at the back of his head, and Sean whispered to himself.

Kicking hard against the lamppost it was leaning on, leaving a deep footprint on its hard surface, Sean's slender figure flew forward to avoid the botched assassination.

A person who does not hide his abilities and a weapon that may have been quenched with poison and a pungent smell cannot be a worthy assassin at all.

It's just that the disdain in Sean's heart didn't last long, and under his keen perception, an even stronger killing intent came from the darkness in the distance, and the target was straight to the temple.

Bang!

A flash of fire flashed in the darkness, and a large black bullet went straight for Sean, who was still frozen in the air.

"Despair Mist"

Sean, who felt a huge crisis, could only overdraw more than half of his magic power in the inability to dodge, using the black gloves that Gollum gave him.

As Sean's hoarse voice fell, the glow on the glove triumphed, forming a black mist directly in front of him.

Burst!

Like the sound of a stone hitting the surface of the water, the bullet wrapped in black light disappeared into the mist, and finally dissipated into the air with the mist.

At the same time, Sean landed and rolled and unloaded, and directly pulled two shots directly at the darkness, he wanted to force out the figure in the dark.

In the end, the bullet did not hit the figure, only two sparks were sent on the ground, but the purpose was achieved, or the man in the dark had no intention of hiding his identity.

Da, da, da...

Following the ups and downs of footsteps, a slender figure wearing a black cloak and holding a spear appeared in front of Sean's eyes, without covering his face, directly exposing the dense wounds on his face in front of him, and what made his pupils shrink even more was the brand-new enchanted spear in the hands of the black-robed man.

Then Sean looked at the place where he had been assassinated by clumsy means, a man dressed in black made of unknown animal leather, with a veil of the same color on his face, holding a dark green dagger in his hand, squinting at him.

The three of them remained silent, opposing each other in a triangle, Sean no longer had the idea of despising the two of them at this moment, obviously stronger than himself in terms of the concentration of magic power in the spiritual vision, but he still designed a situation for himself that was close to killing.

Thinking of it, he couldn't help but shake his black glove in his hand, if Gollum hadn't given it to himself, he would have been killed in the attack just now.

The name of the glove is still unknown, but after the ability is activated, it can increase the user's magic power by one level, but the maximum is not more than the third rank, otherwise the 'Desperate Spiritual Mist' cast with his first-level magic power will not be able to block the lean black-robed man's killer shot.

At the same time, there was a ritual magic solidified in the glove, and it could be vaguely felt that it pointed to a powerful being in the spirit world.

But until the last moment, it must not be used, and actively provoking such a powerful and unknown creature in the occult has no better result than death and madness.

Sean, who took a deep breath, did not make a move, the most important thing now is to delay time, and a negative ability that is neither good nor bad has already acted on him - emotional flow.

As long as the gloves are opened, he will remain absolutely sane, of course, not for more than fifteen minutes, otherwise he will become an emotionless machine and go crazy.

After all, absolute sanity is not another kind of madness.

But for Sean, who wanted to delay time, the two who attacked did not give him a chance to struggle, the slender black-robed man held the butt of the gun in his right hand, and his free left hand stretched out two hands and put them at the corners of his mouth, and in a simulated whistle, a black mist suddenly rose in the space around him.

There was a roar in the black fog of decay and decay, and soon when the fog dissipated, three giant wolves with rotten bodies appeared, staring at scarlet eyes, opening their mouths and letting out a foul-smelling roar, heading straight for Sean.

A three-headed second-rank necromantic creature.

Looking at these paradoxical creatures from the spirit world, and at the same time perceiving the magic power of the two people who are similar to himself but completely different, Sean's heart tightened, and he secretly said: "The end of the church." ”

The madmen who believe in the Old Gods.

He didn't have time to think, so he left and raised his pistol and pulled the trigger on the one led by the three giant wolves.

"Banishment"

With the blessing of the black gloves, I saw a vague wolf shadow flying out of the rotten body of the giant wolf that was hit, and at this time it was still struggling to return to the body, which was the spirit of the necromantic creature or the remnants of the spirit creature.

The moment he saw this wolf shadow appear, Sean followed it with another shot.

"Dispel"

A bullet with a silver glow scattered the wolf shadow floating in the air, and the corpse of the giant wolf without a spirit directly pounced on the ground, and at the same time tripped over the two remaining giant wolves that pounced on him behind him.

"Whew, whew..."

Although it took Sean less than two seconds to deal with a necromantic wolf, there was no trace of joy rising in his heart, but on the contrary, it became heavier.

The slender man didn't seem to care about the giant wolf's 'life and death', pulled the bolt indifferently, and with the crisp sound of the bullet casing, the muzzle in his hand was aimed at Sean in the guard.

The black-clothed masked man on the side had already disappeared, and there was only a miserable green dagger with a fishy smell on the ground, and there seemed to be no killing machine in the air.

"Roar..."

The two giant wolves who had tripped shook their heads and threw out large smoths of fishy yellow liquid, roaring and running towards Sean again, not caring about the 'corpses' of their companions at their feet.

Looking at the necromantic wolves with their mouths wide open, their nostrils filled with the foul smell emanating from their bodies, Sean's expression became more and more cold.

The pistol also has two bullets, less than half of the magic.

In the upper limit of the vision, an inconspicuous figure in the shadow on the left was waiting for an opportunity, and on the right was a slender figure with a spear raised and silently facing him.

The most dangerous attack is the one that is not launched.

For a while, Sean was once again cornered by the two.