In the distance, the harbor of Anthony was faintly visible, black ships, crimson shrouds.

"Lord Selistein, in fifteen minutes we will arrive at the port of that city, do you need to inform the local lords and churches in advance?" The silver-white hair of the flag nun fluttered in the sea breeze with the monastery's flag.

The interrogated nun stood silently at the bow of the ship, her sharp eyes full of determination, as if the ice at the end of the world would never melt, and slowly shook her head.

"I see, sir." The Flag Nun stepped back, three meters away from the person in front of her, before turning around.

In front of her were forty battle nuns in full gear, most of them wearing armor similar to that of the Flag Nun, the metal armor decorated with various prayer verses, and the scarlet capes swaying in the wind.

Several clerical nuns in red robes, although they were not dressed in strong armor like their sisters, but the faint aura of magic around them made it clear to anyone who was the caster of their spells.

There was also a small group of young nuns, dressed only in leather armor, gathered together, their young faces excited and nervous, as trainee nuns, this would be their first mission.

The eyes of the Battle Nuns were as hard as iron, and many of them had tattoos on their faces that represented their achievements, or tattooed the entire prayer in praise of the Witch King directly on their faces, with armor and weapons, looking murderous.

"Lord Celestein has ordered that upon arrival at the port, go directly into the city to capture the Children of Calamity, and kill anyone who stands in his way." The Banner Nun gave the order: "All those associated with the Children of Calamity, including the military forces of the local lords and the members of the Church, shall be summarily executed!" ”

"For humanity! No mercy! The nuns responded in unison to the order of the flag-bearer.

At the bow of the ship, Celestein held a steel-covered book, a long chain attached to the nun's skirt.

The nun's iron gloves rubbed over the pages of the special material, silently reading the scriptures.

"Heretics thirst for the fire of salvation. Fear not, for we will give this fire. ”

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In a warehouse in Minato, demon hunters and their comrades make final preparations.

The Shadow Assassin was dressed in black leather armor and was adjusting his gloves, and various small tools were taken out of his body by the Assassin, carefully examined and put them back.

"Do you always go out with so many toys on you?" The samurai patted her newly acquired bust with satisfaction, which was worth a lot of money judging by the delicate patterns on it and the reaction of the witches at the time.

As the largest black marketeer in Anthony Grand Port, the witch's small jewelry house has quite a lot of pretty good equipment, and even the demon hunter has two non-reflective daggers as his spare weapons.

"I don't know if you have muscles in your brain, with your pathetic IQ, it's hard for me to explain to you what these cute little guys are for." The former Shadow Assassin who had completely recovered his health was no longer the salted fish that anyone could step on before.

Deftly dodging the female warrior's fist, the shadow assassin turned into a thick fog and disappeared in place, appearing behind the demon hunter in an instant: "I'll tell you, ten minutes!" I won't be in there for a second longer! If you don't arrive on time, I can't be considered in breach of contract! ”

The female warrior snorted, ignoring the assassin who had been hiding away, and took out her [Slaughter Flai] and carefully grease it between the chains, the metal shield that the dwarf Groin had been forging before leaned against the barrel beside the female warrior.

The pure metal shield nearly two fingers thick reminded Xu Yichen of the front armor guard of the police armored car, which weighed sixty kilograms, and Li Yanlong tried to equip it, but found that he could only barely use it.

[Vittoria's gaze: This is the work of Master Craftsman Groin, who, in gratitude to a friend, has created a heavy shield from precious materials he has treasured over the years to protect her from harm.] The dwarf Groin carefully measured her friend's height and reach, so that the shield would only work best in her hands.

Usage limits: 19 minimum strength requirements, 15 minimum system requirements

Material: Titan No. 2 (Groyin Modified Version)

Texture: Indestructible

Trait 1: Fit - Is this the Dwarven Master dedicated to Vittoria? Gabriella's shield, which is lightened by one-third when used by Gabriella.

Trait 2: Female Barbarian's Death Gaze - Aim the gem on the front of the shield at the enemy, who will be terrified, once a day.

- I sculpted your face in front of you, it might work wonders, right? - Groyin]

Xu Yichen looked at the relief that filled the entire shield, the corners of his mouth twitched, and the dwarf carved the face of the female warrior on the front of the shield in an exaggerated way, and the two red gems were inlaid on the position of the female warrior's eyes, which was blazing.

The samurai accepted the joke calmly, of course, it was said by the samurai herself, but Li Yanlong said that in the afternoon he heard a commotion in the blacksmith shop outside the room.

The warrior monk Tang Sanzang sat quietly cross-legged on the ground, as if he was asleep, and kept reciting the scriptures softly in his mouth, as if he didn't care about what was going to happen in a while.

The witch walked around the warehouse, and the demon hunter could feel the panic in the witch's heart: "Don't worry, we'll get the job done." ”

The witch didn't answer the words of the demon hunter, Xu Yichen knew that the Witches Federation had something to hide from this mission, and there was definitely something wrong with the three sons of calamity.

Last time in Carlo's dream battle, the appearance of the silver-haired girl, the demon hunter didn't talk to the witch, and the demon hunter faintly felt that the witch federation took the initiative to attack the black ship this time, and I am afraid it had a lot to do with this girl.

While the demon hunter was pondering, a raven fluttered its wings and flew into the warehouse, and landed obediently on the witch's shoulder, and the witch leaned close to the crow, as if communicating with each other.

After a while, the raven barked at the witch and flew out of the window where she had entered.

"The Black Ship is coming?" The demon hunter walked into the witch and asked.

"The black ship has begun to slow down and is about to enter the harbor, and the patrol boat in the harbor has been hit and sunk by them." The witch said to the demon hunters, "It seems that the nuns are planning to make a quick decision and settle the matter here before the church and the lords here can react. ”

"It's a good thing for us, and the fewer people who come in, the better." The Demon Hunter drew his sword from the ground, "Everyone, get ready, the cheese box has been delivered." ”

They were the rats who were going to steal the cheese from the box.