Chapter 13 Going Out [Asking for Recommendations]

I didn't expect that I would say such a thing, even Steele himself was surprised, as a genius magician of the English Puritanism, although he was only fourteen years old, but his hands were also stained with a lot of blood, after all, the tricks between magicians and the remaining hands between superpowers are different, and they always end with the death of one party, even if this is the case, he would actually say that kind of thing......

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"It's just like that kid seems to trust me." At this time, a hedgehog-headed figure swept through Steele's mind, and at the same time showed a trace of unbearable expression.

"Dash...... Da ...... ......At this time, Steele heard very clear footsteps from the other end of the corridor. It doesn't seem to be impatient, it should be because he is already a turtle in an urn.

Abruptly, the owner of the footsteps spoke.

"Naturally, just using the 'Pseudo-Song Corps' can lure you wherever you are to the 'core'...... However, there should be three intruders...... Where did the other two go, could it be that they have been swallowed up by the 'Pseudo-Song Team'? ”

"Hehe......" As if hearing something ridiculous, Steele actually chuckled.

"I'm happy if I can devour it. Unfortunately, those two guys are not ordinary people, if you can sense it, one of them must have run away, right? As for the other, his life was like a stone in a pit - it was stinky and hard, and it was hard to die. ”

The alchemist in front of "Hmm......" couldn't help but feel a tense in his heart, because not long ago, he really couldn't find the third intruder in his enchantment, so there was only one possibility - that intruder managed to escape.

"Bastard...... At least I can leave you behind! ”

"Hey...... Well, even if you lure me here, what's the use of it for you, who aren't good at fighting? Do you have dozens of magic items hidden on your body? "I have to say that when facing everyone else except Blackfire, Steele is still very poor in speaking.

"You guy......" Sure enough, the person in front of him was trembling with anger.

"Although you seem to be a little more serious, I still have something to do, and I don't have time to accompany you, get out of the way!"

"You bastard!" Finally, the alchemist shot a golden knife from his right hand, with a long golden chain attached to the end of the knife. Just like before Blackfire, Steele dodged the knife, albeit with some embarrassment.

After slamming it into the oil painting behind Steele, the entire oil painting turned to gold.

"Hah, what are you surprised about?" The alchemist in front of him smiled strangely when he saw Steele's appearance, "After all, my identity is an alchemist, and you know that." By the way, as a friendly reminder, as long as a person is injured by a hair of my 'instant alchemy', it will be immediately forcibly converted into gold, which cannot be defended against and cannot be avoided. But at this time, you should be showing off your housekeeping skills, right? What about your 'Witch Hunting King'? Anyway, I'm also interested in whether I can convert flames into gold. ”

"Che, I know you're working hard, but if you use the 'Witch King Hunting' to deal with something like this, and bully the weak too much, it should be very unhappy. What's more, he's looking after his house now. However, Steele seemed completely unaffected by what had just happened, and continued to speak in his own under-beaten tone.

"Bastard, shut up!" As if to interrupt the sound of ridicule, ten more "instant alchemy" flew out. Although Steele said that magicians are also flesh and blood after all, as a result, six of the ten rounds of "Instant Alchemy" hit Steele, opening six holes of different sizes in various parts of his body.

"And didn't you realize that you were actually one of the magic items?" Although his whole body was beaten to pieces, Steele's words did not stop.

"What the hell are you talking about?" Stunned, the alchemist Oreos continued to shoot "instant alchemy", and as a result, Steele's already tattered body was even more tattered, as if it would dissipate if a gust of wind blew.

"Forget it, I'm not in the mood to continue talking with you impostor."

"What are you talking about? I'm Oreos! ”

"It's true that you don't cry when you don't see the coffin, well, let me ask you a question, what are you studying alchemy for?"

"Of course, it is to study how high a person who still maintains the concept of human beings can reach, which is also the pride of my ancestor Paracelsus, why do you ask this?" Oreos stopped his attack and replied to Steele.

"In that case, why did you come into contact with something like 'vampire' that transcends the concept of humans?"

Steele's words echoed in Oreos' mind like a thunderclap.

"Shi ......" felt that the voice just now came from behind him, and the fake Oreos was startled and hurriedly retreated.

"It's too late!" Before the words fell, a flaming sword appeared in Steele's hand, and with a slight wave, he cut off all the hands and feet on the right side of the alchemist in front of him like chopping vegetables.

"As I said, I'm not interested in fakes, if you don't know where the real Oreos is, get out of the way."

"Ahhhhh!!hh Stimulated by the pain of his flesh and Steele's words, the alchemist went berserk and began to desperately fire "Instant Alchemy" with his left hand, which he still retained, only to have one of the knives bounce back in the same trajectory as it had come into contact with Steele's flaming sword, and stabbed straight into his master's calf.

Eventually, this alchemist also became a golden sculpture.

"What a hassle...... Heh, when did I think the same thing as that person? Looking at the man who had been reduced to a sculpture, Steele smiled bitterly.

At this time, at the home of Shangjo Danma.

Intix was bored playing with the tricolor cat Sphinx, saying it was playing, but in fact it was just rolling around with the cat in her arms. I think it should be thanks to the unfortunate constitution of Shangjo when hemp, the floor in the dormitory has always been clean, otherwise maybe when Shangjo will fall out of a concussion in his own home. Even so, however, Kamijo often trips around the house, either because the floor is too slippery after wiping the floor, or because he doesn't know where to run out of nowhere, a tennis ball lands right in front of the foot of the road he is about to take.

"Damn, where did Dangma go?" At this time, Intix's head had several questions. First, why did Dangma call her? Intex doesn't think the answer "I want to see if the phone can get through" is very reasonable; Second, she knows very well when she has a hemp temperament, it is impossible for him to maintain that mentality after knowing that his pudding has been eaten, and it is even more impossible to "forget it", he will definitely lose his temper, and then say a wrong word and be bitten by her angry...... No, no, no, off topic......

Very suspicious...... No, it's too suspicious...... So, Intix, who had made up her mind, put on her own "mobile church" and opened the door without thinking.

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