Dear Mrs. Cassina,

Hello!

The secret of your husband's self-portrait has been revealed, and now it is placed in an abandoned park south of Billy Street, and at nine o'clock we will officially destroy the painting, and if you still want to see "him" one last time, please be on time for your appointment.

The winner is king, and the loser has no mouth!

At 8 p.m., Claire put down the letter in her hand, it was an obvious trap, but she didn't care anymore, she would go to whoever was watching the park.

Evil spirits have no wisdom and act mechanically and rigidly, and evil spirits are relatively cunning, but they are not as good as people, even if they become fierce spirits, their wisdom is not lower than that of people, but they are definitely not the same person as the deceased was alive.

She was full of despair, she was originally a broken jar, because she had been injured many times before, even if she was a fourth-order witch, she actually only had less than 20 years of life, and she wanted to spend the rest of her life with him like this, but it may be that there were too many sins before, and God didn't let her get her wish.

On the left side of the living room is placed a dressing mirror, the border is made of rosewood, which is not easy to crack, not easy to deform, easy to process, easy to carve, clear and fragrant.

Coupled with the exquisite skill of the craftsman, just a piece of glass is framed and fixed to the base, but there is a classical beauty.

It was a mirror she made herself, and after no longer experimenting with potions and alchemy, she began to make some furniture, or learn to cook.

With a gentle smile, Claire began to comb her hair in the mirror, and she changed into a khaki shirt and yellow gauze skirt.

She was dressed like this that day, and she fell on the wet ground in the pouring rain, and there were seven people passing by along the way, and only he picked her up.

Otherwise, she would have died the next day, and she would have died without Michelle.

The corners of Claire's mouth hooked slightly, and she went out like a girl next door going on a date for the first time, wearing a pair of pink and white mid-heeled shoes and a white lady's sunshade straw hat with a black ring at the bottom of the cap.

It seems that it is a sunny morning, and she just goes to the park where the flowers are in full bloom to make an appointment.

It didn't matter if it was Michelle, or even Gonzalez, the head of the Templar Order, or anyone else.

"Da Da ......"

Light and rhythmic footsteps resounded in the silent deserted park, and she walked on the empty masonry floor.

A comfortable cool breeze blew her long hair, the cold light of the stars and moon shone down, and a slight rustle sounded, and she came to the small square, where a few fallen leaves swirled and floated down.

"Bang! Boom! ”

Two gunshots suddenly appeared, and the holy text on the demon hunting bullet was faintly bright, emitting a faint white light, and it shot like a stray arrow.

"Ha~"

Claire chuckled, the black-red runes on her arms lit up, and she raised her hand instantly, and the spiritual energy gathered, and the red translucent skeleton palm blocked the two demon hunting bullets, and then held it!

"Bang! Boom! ”

The holy text shone brightly, the two demon hunting bombs exploded like fireworks, and the red skull handprint was also somewhat damaged, but it was soon being repaired.

"Huh!"

Wren and Catherine rushed out of the bushes almost simultaneously, one left and one right in a circle.

"Khooth!"

Wren held the knife in his right hand, and the aura of the stars was injected into the Demon Hunter Type 7 long knife, and the spiritual energy array in the blade lit up, and it slashed out with a half-whirlwind.

"Ring Blade!"

The arc-shaped light blue knife flew out, and the sound of breaking wind sounded, and with a snort, the red skull handprint was cut in two!

Claire was slightly surprised, and took a step back, even if her strength was not as good as before, she shouldn't be able to break the witch's hand by a third-order witch in one fell swoop.

Without allowing her to think too much, Catherine fired another demon hunting bullet with her right hand, and her left hand was spiraling, the crimson fire lit up, and the arc crescent moon condensed in her hand.

"Huh!"

The crescent moon seemed to be burning, and quickly flew through the air, Claire jumped to the left, dodging the demon hunting bullet, reached for the grass hat, and with a turn, several black and red runes lit up, and a lotus pattern appeared on the straw hat.

"Bang!"

The crimson crescent moon slammed into the straw hat, turning into fireworks and dissipating, and the lotus pattern on the straw hat also dimmed.

"Click!"

stepped on the cracked floor tiles, Wren took advantage of the situation and bullied up, holding a knife with both hands and slashing!

'Bloody Slash!' ’

With a hiss, the straw hat in Claire's hand was cut in half, he raised his foot, his fighting spirit condensed on the soles of his feet, and a little starlight appeared, and a side kick covered his face!

"Whew~"

The witch leaned back, her toes on her toes flew back, and Wren's leather boots swept across her bangs and lifted her long hair.

Before she could get back up straight, Wren instantly pulled out the Demon Hunter pistol from the pocket of his trench coat and unceremoniously fired two bullets, and Catherine also made up for it.

"Bang! Boom! Boom! ”

The retreating Claire stopped in an instant, her body swirling as if she were dancing a swan, the hem of her yellow gauze skirt fluttering, and many black geometric figures appeared on her clothes.

The demon hunting bullet staggered on her body clothes, the holy text that glowed with white light on it dimmed, and the bullet turned to dust.

Claire laughed in a charming manner, her voice crisp and pleasant: "Who should I be, just because you two third-order demon hunters want to hunt me too?"

Give me the painting and I can let you go. ”

"You were happy too early, now you don't have the fourth-order combat power, in three years, you are almost useless." Wren let out a mocking sound.

The Red Witch's expression was cold, indeed as Wren said, she is just an empty shell now, she already has a dark wound on her body, and she promised her husband that she would not kill people to draw blood, and her strength did not advance but retreated.

Coupled with the fact that he hasn't played against anyone for three years, his form has also dropped a lot.

Without further ado, Claire lost her patience, and it was just a temptation on both sides.

Her brown-red hair fluttered out, a round of blood sun rose from behind her, and the black-red runes on her arms also fell from her body, forming an intricately patterned Soul Devouring Array on the ground.

The free psionic energy of the air brought a fresh breeze, gathered in the witch circle beneath her long white legs, and then sucked into her body from the soles of her feet and injected into the blood ring behind her.

Petals appeared in the blood ring, like a blooming lotus, extremely bewitching, and black and red chains surged out of the buds, sweeping towards Wren and Catherine!

The two glanced at each other, very tacitly, Wren stepped lightly on the soles of his feet, and the aura of the stars was introduced to a certain point on the ground, and in an instant, on the small square in the center, the orderly dots flashed like cold stars.

The double-layered six-pointed star magic circle lit up on the ground, and the small six-pointed star array quickly floated into the sky, slowly rotating 8 meters above the head.

The black-red chains that swept densely towards the two of them in mid-air suddenly froze, and dots of star chips eroded on the chains like rust.

'Soul Breaker - Shadow Killing! ’

Wren raised his knife, dozens of swords broke through the air, and slashed at the swept psionic chains!

"Bang!"

Countless broken black-and-red chains fell to the ground with a crisp sound, and then slowly faded and vanished.

Claire's expression changed, and she stared at the six-pointed star circle with an ugly face, she felt a lot of suppression, and the corrosive power of those starlights seemed to be much greater than the normal magic circle!

"Your powers are special." Claire spoke a second time, staring carefully at Wren surrounded by specks of fluorescent light in the darkness.

Catherine chuckled, "That's right, so I asked him to activate the Starlight Array." ”

With that, she reached out and slapped it on the ground, and the crimson spiritual energy flowed into another spell formation like flowing water.

Green rays emerged, countless patterns of vine petals lit up on the masonry floor, and the smell of green grass and flowers poured into the mouth and nose.

Around the small square, as if stimulated by something, shrubs and flowers began to grow wildly, a vine began to grow visibly with the naked eye, and new shoots quickly turned into verdant green leaves.

The branches of the Impossible stretched out like whips from the woods on the side of the square towards the Red Witch, tangled with the black-red chains that emerged from the blood lotus behind her!

Some ovoid green-leaf canes surround Catherine, and the fragrance of flowers and plants is refreshing.

The two magic circles are all opened, and the most insidious thing is that the core of the formation is the self-portrait in the center of the small square!

Gazing at the self-portrait encased in a two-color barrier, Claire took a deep breath, her pupils already stained scarlet.