At this time in the hall, there were six Mystics, including Moore and Serena, and twelve ordinary people who survived.

At this time, everyone's eyes were focused on Su Ge, and they didn't dare to breathe, looking at it quietly, like a statue.

Su Ge lifted his black bowler hat, exposed the silver badge on it with the spear and the evening bell, picked up his cane and walked calmly to the middle of the hall, his calm voice was like a cold night breeze: "A group of mysteries are reserved and have no waste!"

The four mystics were calm and haughty. He glanced at Su Ge deeply, and didn't speak, but he didn't mean to leave.

Moore said to the middle-aged man close to him, "Mr. Morris. ”

Mr. Morris, who had a white beard and looked ordinary, glanced at the red metal ball in Su Ge's hand and nodded slightly: "It's good to find it, and you can discuss it in the future." ”

Subsequently, the last four remaining people also left.

"Everyone can come out!The Mystic Ones are gone!Everyone is safe now!" Serena said softly.

It can be seen that she still cares about ordinary people.

Hearing this voice, the rest of the ordinary people gathered in a sluggish manner, and their eyes still fell on Su Ge, unable to move away for a long time.

"Thank you," Judy whispered, walking over to her lonely side.

Su Ge turned his head slightly to look at her, and said calmly: "After all, there are classmates." ”

After speaking, he turned around and walked in front of Moore: "I'll leave it to you here, there are still some fish that have slipped through the net, and it seems that there are still some cultists who plan to take advantage of the fire to rob." ”

Moore asked tentatively, "Can the spirit keep up?"

Su Ge smiled indifferently: "The word legend is not something that anyone can bear. ”

After speaking, leave everyone with a tall and elegant back.

Judy looked at her back, stepped forward and opened her mouth several times, but she couldn't speak, and she looked lonely.

"Could this be the legendary bishop, Sug Sototh?" said a surviving old man.

Hearing this, everyone suddenly came back to their senses and began to talk in a low voice.

Serena asked in a low voice, "Captain, how's it going?"

Moore was silent for a moment: "Under the master, invincible." ”

"!?" Serena's eyes widened, full of incredulity.

Moore's eyes twinkled: "He bears some kind of stigma, and has spiritual powers far greater than you and mine. And judging from the knowledge just now, it can be confirmed that this guy holds a secret profession, and it is a very rare high-level product. The bell that is passed on, offensive and defensive, and it also carries the knowledge of death, what do you say?"

Serena slowly clenched her palms, her expression was full of complexity, and she was speechless.

"But from this I know for sure. ”

"What?"

"He won't be in the Church of the Holy Blood for long. ”

"How so?" said Serena.

Moore whispered, "When he straightened his hat just now, he revealed that special symbol, which should symbolize his current force field. Since this sign is proclaimed here, it means that he no longer cares about his position in the church. ”

"That is......" Serena's eyes lit up.

"Yes, there is a possibility of cooperation!"

Outside the manor, the late autumn wind was very cold, with scattered yellow leaves, full of gloom and loneliness.

Su Ge walked out calmly, his dark eyes swept around, a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth, and he took out a small bottle and poured it into his mouth.

In the darkness of the night, more than a dozen mysteries appeared at the same time.

These people come in all kinds of clothes, and among them there are even ghouls, demons, and monster minions.

"Leave the blood sacrifice behind, and we'll spare your life!" said a baker in bib pants, standing in the middle of the road, threatening on his face.

Smack!

Suge didn't seem to hear, and the pitch-black leather shoes stepped forward on the stone slab.

Faintly saw, Su Ge's skin began to slowly squirm, as if something was there.

"Are you deaf!?" the baker frowned.

At this point, the second step. Suge's pitch-black pupils first contracted, then dilated, and after a few times, they turned into dragon-like vertical pupils, with a heavy sense of oppression.

"I really thought that if you were a bishop, I wouldn't dare to kill you!?" The baker casually held a pale human palm, and bursts of strong mysterious fluctuations came out, which should be a secret treasure.

Taking the third step, the pitch-black veins crawled down Su Ge's neck like tentacles to his fair face, looking very strange.

Inferior dragon potions,** and psionic energy tripled at the same time.

At this moment, the moonlight illuminates Su Ge's strange side face, because the potion turned black lips and white teeth make this smile look indescribably weird.

"You're talking too much. Suge's somewhat hoarse voice came out.

Another cold night breeze blew, and a yellow leaf fell on the brim of Suge's hat.

And along with the yellow leaves, there are pitch-black feathers that are difficult to see in the night sky.

Boom!

"Do you hear me? The evening bell is calling your name. ”

............

The night was still quiet, and in the grass, the eyes of the mysterious person who hid in it and did not wait for it to come out widened, and his body trembled constantly, as if he had seen the most terrifying thing in his life, and his stiff body did not even have the courage to escape.

Ahh

Several mysteries couldn't stand it anymore and completely abandoned their reason, praying that the indescribable fear could be forgotten in this way, and they roared and ran out in a frenzy.

Silently, the mysteries were either shot through the head by crossbow arrows, hung from a tree by a lasso, or strangled by a thin thread around their necks, and died directly.

Geros, with a pipe in his mouth, calmly stepped out and dragged the corpses into a ditch not far away.

There, too, there were eight cultist corpses, four ghouls, three wraiths, and twelve human-faced rats.

"The Demon Hunter's combat power is only moderate among all Mysteries, but when it comes to the efficiency of killing people and monsters, no one can compare to you. Emilia didn't know when she appeared, and said calmly.

Geros was still cold, and said in a distinctively hoarse voice, "There is a specialization in the art industry. ”

After a pause, he asked, "How?"

Emilia turned her head to look at the dozen or so mysterious people who died on the road not far away, and the black feathers that were still falling, and said with a deep shock: "Far beyond my expectations." ”

"What's the plan?" Geros snapped a finger in his hand, and Spark lit his pipe.

Emilia smiled slightly: "Just wait." ”

Geros let out a puff of smoke, "Well, just wait." ”

Emilia glanced at Geros and asked, "I'm curious, why aren't you affected by the Soul Grail?"

"Probably, their bloodline level is not enough. Geros puffed out a puff of cigarette and said slowly.

Emilia nodded slightly, and her ethereal voice carried a hint of exclamation: "Yes, who would have thought that the purest bloodline of Byron the Great would not be an emperor and hide in the church as a witcher?"

Geros's golden vertical pupils glanced at Emilia lightly, and asked, "Then who knows that the veins of the Pure White Aries are not sheep blood, but dragon blood?"

Speaking of this, the two of them looked at each other for a while, and then stopped talking.

On the other side, Su Ge flicked his wrist, blood sprayed in the night sky, and the chain sword hanged a very confident martial artist directly.

Shaking off the blood and scraps of flesh on it, Suge stood in the middle of the junction and looked around like a mountain, where the bodies of at least twenty mysteries had fallen to the ground.

The strength of these mysteries is not too strong, they are generally professions, and there are few experts.

As for why? These people thought that Su Geling could run out, and they were going to come and pick up a leak.

Unfortunately, however, they were faced with a much more terrifying Suge than in the hall.

Su Ge knew that there were still dormant people in the dark, and the attraction of the fifth-level secret treasure was indescribable.

But Su Ge didn't care about this, he raised his head slightly, and looked at the dark surroundings with a proud expression, full of confidence.

"Finally, I can stand here and stand proud! Finally, I can also stand tall and proud! Finally, I can no longer live like a tissue paper in fear. ”

Taking a deep breath, he put his cane in front of him with both hands, and looked at the corpse he had walked all the way, his heart stirred, and his dark eyes shone with a brilliance as bright as starlight.

At this moment, he has arrogant capital.

Not far away, Julie's face was pale and her fists were clenched, looking at the tall and majestic figure in the moonlight, her heart couldn't help but tremble.

Suge's performance just now has far exceeded her imagination.

"Sug Sotos, it must be re-rated! Either you hold it or you don't provoke it!"

After saying that, she quickly left with a pale face, and at this time she didn't even dare to imagine killing him.

In the dark night, a man dressed in a pitch-black robe, his long black hair like a waterfall fluttered in the wind.

She stood in mid-air out of thin air, as if she had merged with the night, and she couldn't see her face clearly.

"Yes, yes! Keep up this momentum and go to Yagucheng!"

After speaking, the body turned into a cloud of darkness and disappeared.

on the street.

Su Ge's eyes were like electricity, and his vertical pupils like a giant dragon looked at a certain black shadow, and said calmly, "Come out." ”

Within a radius of fifty meters, those mysterious people who are cats and dogs are now afraid of Su Ge's strength and quickly fled, leaving only a few people still standing there trembling.

"Bishop Sothos!"

In the shadows, four men and women in ceremonial dresses walked out, and it was the four people who had just been in the hall.

At this time, their faces were slightly pale, and they walked over respectfully, bowing their heads and saluting.

Just now, the four of them witnessed Su Ge's terrifying and strange methods, not only were their spirits shocked, but even when they saw the pitch-black feathers, their spiritual vision increased a little.

The one who took the lead was Mr. Morris, who had just spoken, with a modest and respectful demeanor, completely unconvinced by the arrogance and confidence that had just been in the hall.

Su Ge tilted his head slightly, and his eyes swept and said, "Marquis Grass's people?"

The four of them nodded respectfully: "Yes." ”

The cane shook slightly, and tiny beads of blood and flesh flew and fell in the air, even looking a little poetic.

"Something to say. Suge's tone was calm.

Mogus swallowed, muttered for three seconds to organize the language, and was afraid that the other side would feel rude, so he immediately said: "Can I discuss it with you about the blood sacrifice?"