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It seemed to be alarmed by the gunfire just now, and before she could go far, several people wearing crimson crosses appeared one after another, and they couldn't help but attack her directly, and there was even a situation where three people attacked her at the same time.

It's just that this didn't cause her much trouble, in order to make her whereabouts more secretive, she simply stopped using the wheel anymore, and directly used the blood condensation line to solve them, without spending too much effort.

In fact, in terms of strength alone, the strength of these people is not very strong, there are no signs of mastering the power of the bloodline, and the tricks they use are all ordinary martial arts, it is estimated that they are only some martial artists with beginner strength, and they can't even compare to the deputy head of a certain thief group. If it weren't for the fact that some of them were carrying something strange and being able to inspire a strange shield of light and other defensive means that brought her some surprises, with her current strength, it would be easier to deal with the other party.

Odd...... These people don't seem to be very strong, huh?

At their level, would they dare to invade the sphere of influence of the witch's hand?

Or are these people just small minions scattered on the periphery of the church, for the purpose of monitoring and seeking out the enemy, and their real masters are now on the side of the Witch's Hand branch?

Well, there is indeed such a possibility, after all, the being in heaven bathed in the light does not seem to be easy to deal with......

Forget it, let's find that little girl from Alex first, and at that time, the situation may be clear!

At the corner of a certain street, Xia grabbed the neck of a crimson guy with one hand, and with a little force, he folded the poor guy's head into a strange arc and threw it aside.

Not far behind her, there was a corpse that was not yet cold, blood spilling all over the ground, but the head seemed to have been cut off by some sharp weapon and rolled down to the corner.

"But... Evil, you... These... Dark Raw... things..."

The man whose neck had been broken had not died for a while, his eyes wide open, staring at her viciously, as if he was very unwilling.

“......”

Natsu didn't speak, just glanced at him calmly and continued to set off towards Alexie's location.

Since these people were coming at her with the intention of killing, then there was absolutely no expectation that she would show mercy to their men. After all, the simple consciousness of a murderer is always killed, and this simple consciousness should be realized when they hold a weapon in their hand and aim it at someone else.

......

In another place, somewhere in the Lord's Mansion of Villidi City, a man in an ornate robe was standing against the railing, looking at the pillar of divine light that had fallen towards the magic tower of the witch's hand, his hands clenched into fists.

"How dare you...... Are you trying to destroy my whole city?!"

He turned around and confronted someone standing not far behind him, "Although I agree with your church's action against the 'Witch's Hand', I have not allowed you to use this method of mass destruction!"

"Don't worry, Lord Viscount Fredo Crekal!"

It was a middle-aged man in a white robe, his whole body seemed to be exuding a calming white soft light, and his tone was unhurried: "Hasn't it been proven that the people of the Witch's Hand will not sit idly by and watch their branch and magic tower be destroyed, the situation in Vilidi City is very safe, and there will be no accidents in our plans." What's more, if we don't do this, how can we limit that 'astrologer'?"

The white-robed man named Terdi also looked at the confrontation in the sky, his eyes were extremely calm: "A legendary powerhouse without any restraints, but it will have a huge impact on the entire battle situation, as long as we drag her in that magic tower, we have already won half of the victory......"

"Victory?"

Hearing these words, a hint of eagerness flashed in Viscount Fredo Crekal's eyes, and he muttered and repeated.

"Yes, your victory!"

Terdy noticed this reaction of the viscount, and a hint of mockery flashed in his heart, feeling ridiculous for this nobleman of the Quelod Kingdom who was both timid and afraid of death and greedy and short-sighted, but for the sake of planning, he had to pretend to be respectful in front of the other party, which made him feel a little uncomfortable: "According to our reliable information, the Vilidi City branch of the Witch's Hand originally had two 'guardians', but one of them disappeared several years ago and has not appeared, and it is very likely that he has fallen Land of the Dead'. So, as long as we limit the 'astrologer' in front of us, the plan will be more than half successful!"

"The 'Witch's Hand' is like a stubborn tumor, rooted in this Sigimar territory of yours, Lord Viscount Krikal, and is always absorbing and plundering the wealth that originally belonged to you!"

The white-robed man continued, his eyes seemed sincere, but there was some kind of bewitchment hidden: "Presumably, Lord Fredo Crekal, you yourself can't know better, right? Every year, nearly forty percent of the wealth of the Sigimar Territory flows into the pocket of the 'Witch's Hand', and this share exceeds the income of Lord Viscount, you know, they should all belong to you, Lord Viscount!"

"Wealth? yes, they originally belonged to the Krikal family, and they belonged to me!"

At the mention of this, Fredo Crekal's eyes were about to turn red, and his two fists were clenched much tighter than when he had seen the divine light descend from the sky, and his tone was a little resentful.

"Yes, there is no doubt that these riches belong to you, Lord Viscount Fredo Crekal! Look, my lord, the magic tower they built in this city of Villidi is even taller than your castle, and this obviously has no respect for you at all, and in the long run, I am afraid that your prestige in the Sigimar Territory will be reduced, and people will only know about their 'witch's hand' and not about you, Lord Fredo Crekal!"

The white-robed man named Terdi seemed very satisfied with the Viscount's reaction, he nodded, agreeing with the other party's words, and continued to strengthen a certain belief for the other party: "The Church will not tolerate the reckless actions of these dark minions, so on this holy day, the Great Holy Lord has sent an oracle, let us help you reclaim everything in the Viscount Territory, and expel these filthy and evil dark minions, so that the people of this territory can return to the embrace of the Holy Lord!" Oh, praise be to the Great Holy Lord!"

“... Yes, on behalf of the Krikar family, I thank the Church for its outreach and praise the Great Lord!"

Hearing this, Viscount Fredo Crekal echoed the same, his eyes flickering as he looked at a certain magic tower that emitted a mysterious light. Although he was not a member of the church, he was more than happy to do so if he could recoup the wealth of Sigimmar if he said something nice.

"The riches of this territory belong to you, Lord Viscount Fredo Crekal!"

The white-robed man affirmed repeatedly, his attitude and tone were extremely respectful, but he didn't know what to think in his heart: "Great Holy Lord, you just need more faith!"

Praise the great Lord, and let this vast and rich territory of Sigimar become the new pasture of our Lord!

The white-robed priest named Terdi silently added in his heart, but he didn't mention it to the viscount in front of him.

......

"Hey, it's been all the way here, are the people in front of you all rice buckets?"

A man dressed in a black coat with a golden background stood in the middle of the road, with two slender scimitars hanging on both sides of his waist, his eyes as narrow as a snake were staring at a girl who was walking step by step from a distance, his hands pressed on the hilt of the knife, and his tone seemed to be very impatient: "Really, I actually want Uncle Ben to be in charge of such a boring thing, that guy in Beirut, I must cut you next time!"

The girl who is walking here is naturally summer.

This is...?

She looked at the somewhat familiar clothes on the other party's body, and her heart sank, and she became a little vigilant.

She didn't speak, just silently popped out two bright silver precision knives in both hands, and walked unhurriedly.

"Hehe, it's quite arrogant!"

Seeing her movements, the man with the big black hair raised his eyebrows, and seemed to be even more interested: "Hmph, this feeling, ordinary dark creatures can't reach this level, is it... Vampires? Hah, what a good prey!"

He slowly pulled out the two slender scimitars on either side of his waist, making a sonorous grinding sound.

"Someone said the same before, and now he's dead. ”

For this man's provocation, she just said it lightly as her own tribute.

"Hmph, don't compare me to the trash of the 'Holy Religious Arbitration House'!"

The man snorted coldly, as if he was very dissatisfied that she had put himself in the same sentence as those people, and he walked up to her step by step, and the two scimitars in his hands lit up with a pale golden light: "I am the messenger of annihilation under the seat of the annihilator 'Ayumi'!

Annihilation of angels?

Ayumi? And the Messenger of Annihilation...... What is it?

Her eyebrows furrowed slightly, and she remembered the figure with a pair of light wings she had seen in a sacred pillar of light above the sky, and she was a little unconscious for a moment.