The Banshee of Pain suddenly appeared, holding a cold sword in her hand, murderous. With a single move of its sword, more than a dozen little evil ghosts came out of various places such as roof beams, floors, and windows, and their pitch-black claws grinded loudly.

With just one glance, Xu Changqing was sure that this would definitely be a tough battle. Even the church was not necessarily more dangerous than it is now.

However, since he dared to stand in front of Nobuta, he was not completely unsure.

The menacing little evil ghosts spread out the half-moon-shaped encirclement and approached step by step, like a snake waving dozens of claws. Xu Changqing was ready for battle. A few little evil ghosts rushed first. Faced with seven or eight claws, he rolled on the ground at the last moment and dodged. The little evil ghost stumbled towards the big dressing mirror. In Nobuta's screams of anger, the mirrors of the two shattered to the ground. Countless sharp shards of glass smashed into the little ghosts, stuck in the folds of gray skin. However, they were unscathed, and only shook off the debris. Tracking Xu Changqing's footsteps, he continued to attack frantically.

Taking advantage of the breakage of the encirclement of the little evil ghost, Xu Changqing rushed out of the circle and flashed to the wall. He pulled out his M1911 and aimed it at Nobuta.

Nobuta was hiding in the corner of the wall, and when he saw the muzzle of the black hole pointed at him, he screamed loudly in fright: "Kuroki, protect me!" ”

M1911 opened fire repeatedly, but the Banshee of Pain was in the way, and the bullets were shot down one by one.

The attack failed, but Xu Changqing was not disappointed. He saw something that confirmed his conjecture even more.

At first, the Banshee of Pain was preparing to attack, but received an order from Nobuta halfway through and flew back to block the bullets. As the offense and defense transitioned, it stalled slightly. Based on Xu Changqing's understanding of the Pain Banshee in his previous life, this kind of thing should not have happened. With the power of the Illustrated Guide to Evil Spirits, the evil spirits sealed in it can often understand the intentions of their masters in advance. In other words, there was no need for Nobuta to explicitly order it, and the banshee should have taken the initiative to fly over to block the bullets for her.

I still remember the time when Mochizuki Hankawa, the banshee even tried to launch a surprise attack and kill Mariko Shinda. Although it doesn't know why, it must have a deep hatred for Nobuta. If it weren't for the Evil Spirit Atlas that it must be absolutely obedient, I'm afraid that Shinda would have died countless times.

At this time, the little evil ghosts were outflanked again, and the battlefield was instantly compressed to within a few meters of their bodies. A little evil ghost jumped up in the air and grabbed him in the face with a wave of his claws. He grabbed the candlestick next to him and slapped it on the guy's face. The little evil ghost screamed in horror, jumped back, and hid behind him. They seem to have an instinctive fear of open flames. The flames didn't hurt them at all, but the guys were able to dodge quickly.

A ball of green flame shot towards Xu Changqing from the left, and hit the window lattice with a "zi" sound. As soon as the green fire rolled, the wood suddenly withered and scorched. He threw out the candlestick, and took advantage of the gap between the little demons to retreat, and rolled through the encirclement, and went straight to Nobuta Mariko.

The angle of the tumbling limited his vision, and Xu Changqing could only see the fragmented scene. He quickly turned his head and dodged the banshee's straight sword, which was already within five meters of Nobuta. With horror on his face, Nobuta turned around and ran to the other side of the room. Although she panicked, she at least remembered to hold the book tightly. The Evil Spirit Atlas was still too heavy for her, and she swayed from side to side as she ran, her pace very unsteady.

Xu Changqing raised his pistol again. Nobuta apparently saw it. "Kuroki!" She screamed, "Protect me! Come here! ”

The banshee had already stared at Xu Changqing's neck and was about to slash it with a sword, but as soon as Shinda gave the order, it immediately disappeared on the spot and flashed in front of its master.

At this moment, the wooden window on Nobuta's side suddenly shattered. There were only a few pieces of window pane left, and they splashed open together with the wooden window lattice. This shot obviously came from Xia Cheng. Nobuta ran to the other side of the big house, right within her fire.

finally seized the opportunity, Xia Cheng obviously wouldn't let it go lightly. A few more shots were fired one after another, perhaps aiming a little more impatiently, and the bullets swept past the top of Nobuta's head, ears, and waist, all of which were only one line away from hitting the target.

Several large holes in the wooden wall burst open, and Nobuta was covered in wood chips. The feeling of passing by death must have been heavy, and Nobuta was almost crushed. "Kuroki!" She cried out frantically, "Hurry up! Bullet block! ”

The loyal and painful banshee was originally between Xintian and Xu Changqing, and when she received the order, it immediately flew out through the wall. At this time, Xia Cheng's fifth bullet just flew in, with a long bright red light. I saw a flash of sword light, and I was about to cut off the streamer. However, at the same time, the M1911 in Xu Changqing's hand also fired. The difference between him and Nobuta is less than five meters, and this shot has a high hit rate!

Both bullets are threats, how does the banshee choose?

The sword light fell, and the banshee finally chose to block Xia Cheng's shot. The sword volley split the bullet in half. The bright red light was divided into two streams, which swept past the left and right sides of Nobuta and flew towards the opposite wall.

At this time, Xu Changqing's bullet also arrived. THE 9MM WARHEAD PIERCED NOBUTA'S WRIST WITH PRECISION, SPLASHING A CLOUD OF BLOOD.

Suffering heavy blows, coupled with the momentum of the bullet, Nobuta couldn't grasp the evil spirit illustrated book in his hand. Seeing that the heavy dark green book was about to get out of her grasp, she cried out in despair, "Don't-"

With a "bang", the evil spirit illustrated book slapped heavily on the ground.

Nobuta covered his wrists, his face blank in pain. "Kuroki, come here, protect me!" She screamed.

The banshee's figure flashed, and she reappeared between Xintian and Xu Changqing. Nobuta just breathed a sigh of relief, and suddenly his expression froze. The banshee's sword stabbed out with her backhand, diagonally upwards from the lower edge of the sternum, and pierced the heart with a sword!

Nobuta's face was full of questions. She glared at the banshee, gurgling in her throat, as if trying to speak. But from a mouth, nothing but blood gushed out.

The banshee stared straight at Nobuta, her burning eyes bright. "The Pokédex has severed contact with you. From the moment it abandons you, you, Mariko Nobuta, are no longer my master," its hoarse voice was a rare tremor, painful and happy, "you forced me to kill those orphans, forced me to turn them into little demons. In the name of Our Lady, I swore that I would kill you. Even if it is the same death. ”

The blade of the sword slowly withdrew from Nobuta's chest. Losing her support, she collapsed to the ground. The Evil Spirit Atlas was right in front of her. She struggled to crawl over and hugged the large, heavy dark green book to her chest. But it didn't work. The banshee looked at her coldly, still undominated.

At this time, Xu Changqing suddenly moved. He put away his gun and walked over to the Evil Spirit Atlas.

Sensing Xu Changqing's actions, the banshee turned her head and her sword was raised. The cold blade flashed and rested on Xu Changqing's neck. At that time, the sword was only 0.01 centimeters away from his throat, and with a little force, it would immediately be a five-step blood spatte.