The torrential rain in the sky fell endlessly, and the sound of rain covered everything.

In the midst of the rainstorm, the white-faced woman and the old man walked side by side in the street, the rain splashing on their black clothes.

As she walked, the woman lowered her head and tore off the ribbon around her waist, so the loose black robe slipped off.

As the black robe faded, the unconcealed body was so naked in the torrential rain. The pale skin was washed away by the rain, and the raindrops ran down the slender neck and over the chest, sliding down the faint scars, and finally down the slender legs into the pools of water.

The black robe was swept up by the wind, rolled in the wind, and finally flew into the sky.

Finally, the woman pulled out the slender steel creature from the flying black robe's inner lining.

One long and one short, the two matching double swords seemed to have life in her hands, and the blades swam, easily cutting through the rain, setting off a cloud of water vapor.

On the strangely shaped blade, there were patches of subtle cocking, like the scales of some kind of cold-blooded creature. As her blood flowed, the scales trembled and cracked, cutting through the wind and making a snake snort.

- Alchemy Twin Swords, Snake Scales

It is an alchemical weapon forged by an alchemist from the bones of a famous assassin from a hundred years ago, and it is attached to the spirit and killing intent of that assassin. The ashes of the dead give life to steel, making them razor-sharp and sealed with incredible power.

In the midst of the rain, the figure of the white-faced woman suddenly dimmed, and then quickly disappeared. At first, you could still see a faint outline of water, but with the dance of the twin swords, even that vague outline disappeared.

In the rainstorm, there was no trace of the white-faced woman.

"Pay attention to the vision of the Aether Eye, be careful to crack the alarm, and don't alarm the Professor. ”

Claude admonishes in the Psychic Connection.

In the torrential rain, the old man's footsteps paused, and a bolt of lightning crossed the sky, illuminating the building in front of him.

In the church in the Rodraver neighborhood, there are no lights at all. It was like an entire neighborhood, falling into a deep sleep.

The white-faced woman's footsteps were light, and she climbed over the fence, completely unalarmed by the alarm above.

The old man's footsteps stopped in front of the door.

In the vision of the Eye of the Aether. A complex ban is wrapped around the lock, signaling whether it is prying open or opening normally.

The two exchanged a few words in a telepathic connection and then began to act.

Soon, the heavy gate shook slightly, and it collapsed in its entirety...... The serpentine sword sliced through the pivot of the gate, tearing it out of the building.

The old man took two steps forward. Gripping the heavy gate tightly, there was a strange force brewing in the burly body, and it was like waving a handful of straw, gently and slowly pulling out the whole door and throwing it on the grass.

The two broke down the door.

Behind the door, the night watchman who patrolled in the middle of the night was stunned, saw the whole gate collapse silently, his eyes widened, and he was about to open his mouth to shout something, when a sharp blade swept through his neck. Blood gushed out.

The blood collected in the rain and soon seeped into the grass.

The man stepped over the corpse and walked straight towards the church behind the courtyard. Along the way, the sneaking woman is guided by Claude to unlock hidden alarms and traps.

After a crackling sound, the grass could be seen turned open, or the stone beasts on the walls shattered in half.

"Damn, which faction of musicians is the professor?!"

Even the most adept of insight hunters, Claude was forced to do every bit of effort by the traps set up by the professor.

This kind of interlocking trap, even he sometimes needs to think for a long time to unravel, and the slightest mistake will capsize in the gutter.

Fortunately. The white-faced snake scale double sword is the best tool for dismantling. These two alchemy weapons were forged from the very beginning, taking into account the functions of cracking and killing enemies.

In silence, the two of them quietly approached the door under the cover of the rain, and in the etheric vision, a dozen figures could be faintly seen sitting in the hall of the church. Guarded on all sides.

At this time, in the church, all entrances and exits are guarded...... Obviously, it's not a believer who comes to bed for a week and then goes home to sleep.

"It's all the Professor's men, be careful that they sound the alarm. ”

Claude's words paused, and he instantly became a little stunned: "Wait, don't do it yet!"

He narrowed his eyes. The Hoshimi Pupil pierced through the wall, staring at the red light that represented danger. As he searched along the vine, one after another, a blinding red light lit up from the inside of the hall.

Almost the entire hall is included!

"Be careful...... Pitfall. ”

Claude swallowed and foamed, a drop of cold sweat seeping out of his forehead: "This hall is full of traps, and the professor has used his men as bait.

There are no musicians in it, but there are two pieces of alchemy equipment, wait a minute I'm going to mute the enchantment, and then ......"

"What's the trouble?"

Greentooth's impatient voice came.

In an instant, the black musician stepped out of the shadows and pressed his hands against the heavy door of the nave. In his mouth, two tongues sang a very different melody as his lips opened and closed.

The hoarse melody loomed over the sound of the rain, summoning a gray aura.

A streak of ash emanated from his hands and landed on the heavy iron door. In an instant, the intricate patterns, iron-cast Madonna, and gilded lines were blurred.

It was as if the weathering of thousands of years had occurred in an instant, and the iron gate silently shattered into sand all over the ground, which collapsed in the wind full of water vapor and fell into the hall.

The green tooth stepped into the hall in a grand manner, looked around at the stunned thugs, and cracked his mouth, and the melody in his mouth changed, and suddenly a black smoke erupted.

The black smoke blurted out, and it quickly spread, engulfing the entire hall in an instant. Everywhere the black smoke passed, everything fell into absolute darkness, even the sound of the alarm disappeared, and the inside and outside were isolated.

Claude's face changed, and his eyes were fearful: this is the most common mist used by black musicians, transforming the aether with the power of evil gods, devouring all light and sound, and suppressing the enemy's play.

The white-faced woman and the old man walked into the smoke, the black smoke was thick and turbulent, but no sound came.

Can't see everything inside.

Soon, the black smoke cleared, revealing blood stains and stumps everywhere.

It's in the blood. The burly old man stood in the blood, his palms sticking out of the heavy rainproof cloak, gripping the head of a survivor.

The survivor looked at him in horror and wanted to scream but couldn't make a sound. With the five fingers closed, the skull bursts!

Boom!

"What a waste. ”

Greentooth glanced at the old man, "Don't you chainsaw monks know anything about cherishing materials?"

The old man was silent, just glancing at him.

"Hurry up, get out of here, the trap could be triggered at any time!"

Claude urged. Staring in the direction of the professor: "Kill him while he's not ready." He's already starting to heal, and a large number of aethers are gathering in the prayer room!"

Before his words fell, his face suddenly changed.

"Be careful!"

A piercing scream suddenly erupted, and the alarm was triggered!

In the eyes of Hoshimi, the entire hall suddenly trembled. The solidified red light stirred, trembled, and burst at last!

The entire hall erupted with a blinding aetheric aura—dozens of traps set in motion in an instant!

In an instant, the invisible spiritual impact was the first to burst out.

On Claude's waist, there was a small doll that shattered in an instant. His face turned pale. Blood oozed from his nostrils and fell to the ground, which was extremely miserable.

He took the damage of the mental puncture in the place of everyone!

"Fuck, I said it a long time ago!

Claude looked at the precious treasure shattered by this, and was immediately furious: "-Which bastard touched the trap?!"

In the shrill alarm, outside the church, on the roof of a certain building, Bai Xi put away the bow and crossbow in his hand and whistled proudly.

"It's too boring to come to the door quietly, so let me help you make it more lively. ”

Feel the chaos in the church aether. Ye Qingxuan laughed gloatingly: If he doesn't take the initiative to make trouble, where will he enjoy the feeling of being behind the scenes?

I have to say, it's amazing-

In the middle of the hall, a piercing melody suddenly sounded in the air. A frenzied melody like a flame reverberated between the pillars, stirring up a frenzy in the silent aether.

On the walls, stone carvings, and columns, there are flashes of musical notes everywhere, and it is a magnificent music that narrates the scene of hell!

For no reason, a strong wind rose from the ground, and the gale was like a blade. With an air of scorching. Just a moment's sweep makes people's hair curl.

"Foehn!"

Claude screamed, staring blankly at the stimulated trap, chilling throughout: "This is...... Fire cellar!"

In the next moment, a breach opened in the void, and a bit of red light fell like flowing water, followed by a shocking red tide.

Countless molten iron and lava!

In an instant, it was like a waterfall sweeping in, and the red tide was swollen, easily turning everything in the hall into charcoal.

In the midst of the flames, a vague figure slowly stood up. Half-melted magma dripped from their bodies, and their faces were hideous.

With the swept firelight, those flame demons slowly gathered from all directions.

"We were discovered. ”

Claude shouted, "Don't keep your hands on it, attack with all your might!" Break this cage or you'll be trapped to death!"

In the shock of the firelight, Qingya's complexion changed, and a tragic pain flashed in his eyes.

In the face of the enveloping flames, he opened his mouth wide open to the edge of his mouth, and behind the sharp teeth in his mouth, two tongues sang wildly.

Extremely harsh and strange melodies emanated from his mouth, and the eerie melody tickled the ether, turning into a majestic suction in an instant.

The enveloping flames were pulled by the terrifying attraction and turned into a torrent into his mouth. The huge dark mouth seemed to be endless, sucking in the flames frantically.

Even standing beside him, the heat was about to set the old man's hair on fire. Just in an instant, the heavy rainproof cloak was also burned by the flames and scrapped!

In the flames of nothingness, the giant spirits conjured up by lava and molten iron let out a sharp roar and rushed towards the green fangs.

They were demons born from the flames, and the ether gave them alien life - the bards of Canaan called them 'Ifrit'.

Only heroes and demons can harness and defeat the power!

In the midst of the hissing, the old man stepped forward, the scriptures tattooed on his face shining brightly.

The heavy poncho on his body was torn from the inside.

A heavy sword carved out of obsidian was raised.

As the man's arm swung, the blade of the blade, which had no edge to speak of, slashed through the air and swept forward.

Ifrit, who bore the brunt of the attack, was cut in half in an instant, and the formless demon spirit that had been scattered suddenly turned aside, and was about to close, but a terrible shock came from the rift, completely tearing its structure apart.

After a scream, Ifrit collapsed inch by inch, turning into molten iron and falling to the ground, snorting.

"The Sword of Sigh that tore through the aether?"

Claude mutters to himself, "Is it the Chainsaw Monk?" (To be continued.) )