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A stream of light streaked across the sky, and a black shadow fell, disappearing as it approached the ground, silent, and unnoticed, as if it were walking in time, but across a thousand miles, it stayed above Nottingburgh, circled for a few seconds, and then flickered again.

The shadow clung to the ground, its speed almost like light, so that no one noticed it as he passed by, and the girls walking in the street felt a cool breeze blowing their short skirts, so they immediately reached out and pressed it, and their faces turned red, and then they pretended to be nothing, and cursed the damned weather as they went, and it was a bad omen.

The dark shadow turned around for a few blocks, and finally passed through an old wooden door, and he shrouded the whirling book of revelation on the marble pillars in the room, and the thin light could not stop its invasion in the slightest, so that the holy aura faded slightly, and the darkness shimmered with terrifying evil.

"Oh my God!" Old Berante covered his mouth and retreated in fright, the book on the stone pillar lay lifeless on the marble pillar as if it had lost its strength, and the dark fog-like shadows above continued to twist and alternate, it began to grow stronger after eating, and made a "buzzing" sound during the movement, as if it was hiccups, so frightened that old Berante did not dare to approach.

It devours the world's most meaningful things! Old Belant was on the verge of collapsing, and what did I see, it actually ate the Book of Enlightenment, the only treasure in the world・・・・・・

"What you do will make you the deepest punishment of hell!" Old Belant roared in a hoarse voice, his fingers trembling as he pointed to the black air, and then he rushed out the door, for he felt the threat of death coming from the black mist.

It still wants to eat me! Old Belon locked the wooden door in horror, he didn't expect it to be closed, but thought it might be able to settle down.

He took a deep breath to calm his restless state of mind. Although he was no longer young, his wisdom had not grown old, and as soon as he calmed down, he immediately thought of who he could turn to.

Luckily, it's not far.

He walked quickly down the street to the place on the letter, where he had the good fortune of meeting and befriending the magical Oriental youth, and it was finally time to put it into play.

Old Bronte grasped the note, and his steps became more and more rapid, and in his contemplation he had no time to pay attention to his surroundings, and recklessly bumped into several passers-by, and before he had time to apologize, he immediately continued to walk with his head buried in his head.

Now my image in people's minds will be terrible again, but seeing him at home is more important to me than that.

The unusually bright crystal lamp in the house indicated that the owner of the house was busy, but the nervous old Berant couldn't care so much, he didn't even knock the door and pushed the door in, and then a blinding light flashed so that he couldn't help but close his eyes.

"Oh? It's you. Why didn't you let me know in advance, I thought we were going to catch the thief again. The young voice was full of energy, "Ah, dear Monsieur Birant, you look tired, is there something wrong with you?" Maybe you can tell me if I can help a little. ”

"Thank you for your generosity, dear young man Qin, now I really need help, I may have a hard time saying clearly, so I'm afraid I have to ask you to come with me, honorable Lord Qin, in order to stop its spread, you are the only hope." Old Belant begged in a wailing voice, "Please come with me, and we must talk about this as we go." ”

Qin Yunhao turned off the lights in the house and walked on the noisy street with Old Belant, they were like grandchildren walking together, spending a dull evening together on the road at this moment.

"It's probably the scariest thing I've ever seen in years." Old Beronte covered his head and thought, "It actually devoured the Book of Enlightenment, you know?" This means that the world will lose another heirloom treasure, and I feel that it is more threatening than that, it will eventually kill people, and we must stop him! ”

"Can you tell me where it is, or what it is?" Qin Yunhao asked.

"A black weird mess." "I don't dare to come near," said old Belante, "because it is full of danger." I guess you don't get too close, we can look at the window - I locked it in my living room when I left. ”

It didn't take long for them to arrive at the old Bironte's house, where the dust was scattered in large chunks and the old wooden door creaked incessantly.

"You really made a wise choice" Qin Yunhao took a breath, he could see its hideousness from the window, specifically it had no real form, the black mist in the expansion occasionally seemed to loom, but the cold aura it constantly emitted really made people feel that they were being pressed against their necks with a scythe by the god of death.

Qin Yunhao was about to open the door, but Old Belant suddenly grabbed his arm anxiously, "It's or... forget it, you can't go in... He's too terrifying... I think we'd better call the knight." ”

Looking at the ghostly black gas beating inside, the fear in Old Belante's heart became more and more rampant.

"Don't worry, old Belante, we'll get closer・・・・・・ I'll make him obedient." Qin Yunhao muttered in a low voice, then unlocked the door and walked into the house.

Old Bronte gritted his teeth together, and for the first time in his day, he felt that he had made a hasty decision, but then he comforted himself, "He will think of a way, I must trust him." ”

So he didn't hesitate anymore and walked in one breath.

"Old Bronte, hurry, I need your help!" Qin Yunhao's voice came from not far ahead, and he saw that he was resisting the black mist, and there was a purple light curtain all over his hands, which Old Belant was already familiar with.

Still as beautiful as ever, old Belante was stunned for a moment, only it was clearly at a disadvantage.

He took three steps and two steps, muttering strange incantations in his mouth, thinking that he should be able to help something, but in fact, before he could find a chance to make a move, the black mist was already stirring.

And who can stop its irritability? When he saw it rushing towards Qin Yunhao, Old Belant had already taken it, and when another ray of darkness enveloped him, he only had time to let out a cry of horror.

"No—"

But the cry was soon swallowed up by death, and old Belante had to curse it at last, and he would rather curse the damned thing with all the luck of his life, but in fact his luck had not been good since this afternoon.

Unlucky to death.

Everything was terrible quiet, only the screak of the wooden door remained, and most of the people did not know anything, and after spending another gentle twilight in a peaceful place, a few people realized something, and could not help but quicken their pace as they passed by the old Belant's house.

It had never been so gloomy as it was today, and they had to find out what had made this old house so bad.

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