On the training ground of Nuoda, after the female policemen threw all the team members out, there were only two people left.

Lynn said embarrassedly to the policewoman, "I'm really sorry, I haven't come to see Sister Silas for a long time, so you have been holding back Sister Silas for so long." ”

Silas looked at Lynn with a resentful expression, which made Lynn bow his head a little embarrassed.

"It's not that someone said they would come to see me often that made me hold back like this, otherwise I would have vented it a long time ago."

"Sister Silas, have you been busy lately?" A subtle smile appeared on Lynn's face.

"It's okay, I haven't been in attendance lately, just leave some small things to my subordinates, if you don't come, I've been idle." The policewoman stepped forward and took a few steps, and at the same time Lynn also took a few steps, and the figures of the two gradually overlapped

The shoulders remained in a parallel line, the hands of blood intersected with the clothes of the symbiote's transfiguration.

"Speaking of which, why do we put our bodies so tightly, if we are modeled after the western cowboys, shouldn't we shout 321 with our backs." Even though she knew it wasn't the place, Lynn couldn't help but spit out.

The words were not answered, and the policewoman lowered her head, and her golden oblique bangs blocked both eyes.

"Hmm, can't I take it anymore?" Lynn smiled, the "molded shadow" under his feet swayed, obviously it was a faint shadow on the ground, a little shadow created by magic, but there was a sound of gold and iron clashing inside.

"Well, one"

The policewoman bared her sharp teeth, and the corners of her mouth cracked at a dangerous angle.

"Two"

Lynn raised the wand in her hand, and the moment the slender wooden rod was raised, her always cunning eyes lost focus.

"Three!"

"Boom !!"

The ground exploded in an instant, stirring up a puff of smoke and dust. In the smoke and dust, the swishing sound continued to sound, and in the continuous sharp explosion, the figure of the policewoman emerged from it.

At this time, the policewoman's eyes were blood-red, and the madness that emerged at some point was entwined in it, her right hand supported the ground, and her left hand composed of blood was raised high, like a scorpion waiting for an opportunity.

In the smoke and dust that had not yet dissipated, several tentacle-like things suddenly appeared, twisting and frantically disrupting the air flow, completely disrupting the wanton flying smoke and dust, revealing the true face of the things hidden in it.

The symbiote that had been thrown around by Lynn's joke faded away and returned to its true form, like a black mud-like corpse attached to Lynn's body, and a full four tentacles emerged from Lynn's back, twisting in the air, and hundreds of eyeballs were twisted out by the symbiote, densely attached to the mud.

Consciousness is distorted, perception is stripped away, emotions are diluted, and Lynn now feels amazing, and no magician dares to do it in battle. Giving up observation, giving up moving, giving up thinking, it's like a supercomputer throwing all the computations into magic.

The policewoman opened her frantic pupils, and the fierce murderous aura crossed dozens of meters like a steel needle into Lynn's cold pupils, and the bloody hand that was ready to shoot out turned into a sharp sword, pointing directly at Lynn's unprotected face.

With a loud bang, the waves of qi that stirred up dispersed, and the pupils of the symbiote that revealed its true face showed a sarcastic smile in unison, and the four tentacles attached to Lynn's back crossed in front of Lynn, blocking the angry blow of the policewoman.

Lynn raised his right hand, and the majestic magic power gathered at the tip of the wand, and then released it into the air, dozens of tiny runes twisted into lines, drawing a triangular array, and then extending forward, drawing a triangular cone along a sixty-degree oblique angle, and the tip of the cone pointed directly at the policewoman.

The next moment, a torrent of light and heat erupted from the tip of the cone.

As soon as her eyes opened and closed, the torrent had already moved westward towards the policewoman's body with an unstoppable momentum.

"This power, this is this power!"

The policewoman roared feverishly, her bloody arm slamming to the ground, her body brushing against the torrent of light.

In the next moment, the torrent of light took advantage of the situation, turning into a slender sword blade of light, swinging horizontally, and the wall made of steel was slashed and broken. However, the policewoman was faster and had already appeared at Lynn's side, and the whip of blood was swung out.

The whip of blood intertwined with the dark tentacles, and in an instant, dozens of overlapping screams erupted in the air, and the blasted flesh and blood could not stop flying.

The blade of light stopped suddenly, and Lynn lowered her right hand.

But the policewoman did not let her guard down, even though at this time she had fallen into a frenzy because of the effect of death, a frenzy for life, a frenzy for blood, a frenzy for the wonderful sound that produced when tearing the body.

The next moment, the "molded shadow" under Lynn's feet burst out six chains that shone with magical brilliance

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Dead Apostles are bloodthirsty beings, and perhaps this almost instinctive awareness of fighting, killing and playing with other creatures can be slowly worn out in hundreds of years of boredom, or relieved by a long slumber, but for policewomen, Silas . Victoria, who had only been a Dead Apostle for more than a decade, and who was in a witcher organization like the Knights of the Crown Church, had no way to relieve her instincts through sleep.

At first, she was able to alleviate some of it by hunting weak kinds, and by cooperating with the Ministry of Magic to hunt enemy magicians, but as the battle progressed, she grew stronger and stronger, and she was almost overwhelmed, and even had to sleep for twenty hours a day to alleviate it.

But at this time, the nephew of her master's master, the little boy who always had cold eyes, broke into her sight and offered to fight her.

The battle rightfully ended with the victory of the policewoman, but then young Lynn began to frequent the mansion, which he must not have liked, and began to fight her and learn about the Dead Apostles from Master Intergula.

Originally, the policewoman thought that this was Lynn's preparation for wanting to inherit the Helsing family, otherwise she couldn't explain why Lynn, who was indifferent to the Dead Apostles, learned the knowledge of the Dead Apostles.

The Helsing family, the strongest demon hunter in Europe four hundred years ago. The family established by Helsing, the magic that has been passed down is [culling magic] against the Dead Apostles, werewolves, and aliens.

But Lynn, the magic she inherited did not come from the Helsing family, but from his father, whose family inheritance had died, and the magic of his father, who had not seen the policewoman a few times, from the magic of the ancient country that the policewoman had not visited, and the techniques that interfered with feng shui and formation.

The magic of that ancient country was not exactly the same as the traditional Western magic, but as Lynn grew older, she superimposed the two routines to create new spell-casting techniques and reinvent her own magic methods.

And with the learning of the knowledge of the Dead Apostle, Lynn insisted on withstanding the more and more serious strength of the policewoman, and improved her strength to the point of withstanding the offensive of the policewoman in just two months.

Subsequently, Lynn leaves, and the policewoman learns about [the incident] that shocked the world a year later.

Two years later, Lynn awakened the Origin, Variable, and obtained a stronger strength in the Far East, enough to defeat the power of the policewoman.

In the past two years, Lynn has been relieving the policewoman's sense of killing when she can't suppress it, and has fought with the policewoman no less than 100 times, and she understands the other party's combat methods

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The number is [six], and the magic dress named [Nidhogg's Serpent] extends from the "molded shadow" on the ground, and the runes on the chain body made of precious metal mixed with the ashes of a magician of a "noble status" keep flashing, and the chain head that is stretched into a sharp shape swayes,

This special magic dress was created by Lynn to make up for his shortcomings in battle, with only 17 main magic circuits, he is not proud of his magic power, even if he casts spells in a formation to reduce the consumption of magic power, he is only a child for the level of a great magician.

So, plunder the surroundings, plunder the magic in the air, in the leylines.

The chain, whose roots are set in the depths of the permanent spell "Molded Shadow", is like the six poisonous snakes that accompany the black dragon Nidhogg, gnawing at the magic of the Great Source.

Designed to restrain the enemy's footsteps in a chain-like shape, the Droupnir secret inscribed in every inch allows it to replicate itself, even if it breaks.

The head of the chain that draws the direction of the dragon's heart can exert the same effect as a wand, which makes it possible for Lynn, who usually does not rely on chanting spells and casts spells in arrays, to achieve [Sevenfold Spellcasting] without releasing all computing power.

To this end, Lynn spent all her savings and infiltrated the 51st District of the United States alone to obtain the ashes of the "noble" magician.

White magic, black magic, alchemy, puppet making, spiritual suggestion, alchemy, yin and yang, Buddhist mantras, Taoist mantras, divine arts, head lowering, witches, druids, number of secret patterns, Zoroastrian rituals, shamanic sacrifices, and even martial arts that involve the use of internal forces, the vast majority of mysterious application methods flashed out of Lynn's mind one by one, discarding the useless parts, and all kinds of contradictory mysteries were broken into simple bottom rules in his mind, and combined with each other under the lubrication of otherworldly knowledge to form new spells that did not appear in the world, before the data is covered by more calculated data, it turns into a formation that actually exists, and the thoughts turn into concrete images and are infused with magic.

Gathered all of Lynn's computing power to create, the number is seven, and the three-dimensional magic array that constantly flashes emerges and dies on the tip of the wand and the head of the chain, and it keeps circulating.

The attacking blood hand was blocked by the symbiote's tentacles designed to imitate some kind of muscle structure, and the observation of the surroundings was also handed over to the venom mimic eyeball, although it could not be fully moved, but it was enough to deal with one person.

Lynn's cold pupils, which had turned into a fortress of war, flashed with an inexplicable brilliance.

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PS: Ahhhhh

PS2: I've found that a little bit of digging is good, even though I'll have to bury it later.

PS3: Na,Look at my battle scene is still more than (zhong) to (er) in the case,To recommend it.,Of course,Collection also,Now the collection is just 51.。