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Trainor, who was typing his watch, suddenly glanced up at the clouds in the distance.

Medici noticed the change in him and raised a frown.

"Yin Lian used my amulet." Trainor replied simply, "There's my spiritual imprint in it, and it's so close now, so I can feel some connection." ”

"She's in danger?" Medici pushed his sunglasses up, and there was a hint of amusement in his eyes, "Isn't it a little witch?" ”

Trenor shook her head: "My name was not recited without a word, and the spiritual imprint in the amulet was not triggered again, it should be a crisis that she could solve by herself." ”

"Won't be dealt with in an instant?"

"If there is a strong person who is too far behind the wearer's sequence and approaches with malice, the amulet will react, similar to the demon's 'premonition of crisis'." As the original owner of the amulet, he was well aware of these functions, "In that case, she should have called for help." ”

Medici snorted meaninglessly, as if laughing.

"Hopefully this bait will come in handy." She said idly.

"If she dies, then hide the news and find someone to replace her." Trainor replied, "I think that if Yin Lian dies, then the 'Sick Lieutenant General' may be the first to lose his temper and expose his own movements, and there is no need to do anything more." ”

"As long as it works, it's an effective plan, and you can do whatever you want."

Medici took off his sunglasses and spun them in circles around his fingertips. Still crackling on her portable typewriter, Trenor writes back to the Aurora Society and the Predator Cross about the Red Angel's paid cruise.

After a while, they suddenly looked up at the street at the same time, and a man in a white shirt and jacket, but with the appearance of the Northern Continent, came over, stood two meters in front of their gazebo, bowed very quickly, and reported:

"Your Excellency."

"Someone has received a bounty for 'finding the red-haired Yin Lian'."

“……？”

Trainor was confused, and Medici had already let out a happy laugh to mock the slap in the face.

"Anyway, I'm faced with a choice now...... "Trainor had to face reality, "One, behind the little witch is an angel who exceeds the detection limit of the amulet. Second, this Yin Lian is fake. ”

"The angels of the Witch Sect are not so idle, if there are indeed angels, then I doubt ......" Trainor looked at Medici and said without humility or arrogance, "It is your extraordinary characteristics that have increased the difficulty for me. ”

Medici smiled: "If the aggregation really comes, you are also responsible!" ”

"So I'm leaning towards the second one."

With that, he stood up, put the typewriter aside, and said calmly, "However, whether it is true or not, as long as the bait works, it will work." ”

The papers were pressed under the typewriter, and Trainor put his things away, turning to the Predator Cross informant:

"Did you track each other?"

"Tracked." The man hurriedly spoke, "It's news from Byam!" It seems that the local rebels captured the red-haired Yin Lian, who had left the embassy, and immediately twisted it to the person who had offered the bounty. ”

"They took a carriage to the private port and then went to sea...... We could only track it there, not dare to follow it by boat. ”

"How long ago was this?"

"One, an hour ago. The first wave of people who were tracking was discovered, so ......"

Cold sweat flowed from the informant's head, but Trenor didn't scold his subordinate too harshly for reporting good news and bad news. He asked where the harbor was, and then turned half a circle, facing in the direction of Byam.

"Let's go." Medici waved his hand, "Just live." ”

Trena sighed in resignation, he ran two steps, his body lit up with flames to burn away the disguise, stepped onto the roof across the street, and sped away like a flaming spear across the night sky like a meteor rising from the ground.

The people around showed shocked expressions, and even a few timid people were so frightened that they sat down on the ground, but some children clapped their hands excitedly and shouted at the night sky.

The Predator Cross has never been afraid to show its extraordinary abilities in front of outsiders, and has tried to use it to unite and influence the world. This act is equivalent to revealing his identity.

Medici also got up from his chair and walked leisurely, preparing to go to Baiam.

He was extremely fast, and the straight-line distance between the Rorsted Islands was not too far, and it took less than a minute to reach the sea around Baiam.

Such a high-profile passing by was very much in line with the hunter's personality, but Trainor did not intend to attract the attention of "Aquaman", and after a little closer observation and discerning the witch's breath, he soon noticed that in the shadow of a cliff far off Byam, a huge sailing ship was moored, and a huge flag painted with white bones fluttered high on it.

Black Death!

All the characteristics of the sailing ship coincide with intelligence, this is the flagship of the "Lieutenant General of Disease"!

Only the flagship came alone......

His gaze rose slightly, and he landed on the protruding cliff face above the sailboat. A shadow appeared in his palm, and a gap in the spirit realm opened, and Trainor fell sharply as he reached the top of the cliff, pulling out a broadsword more than a meter long from the shadow in his hand.

The silver-white blade is the width of an adult's palm, and the rugged style and pattern are reminiscent of Fusak's style.

Bang!

He slammed into the protruding tip of the cliff like a meteorite, and the bursting flames swept around, drying the roots of the plants growing in the crevices of the rock in an instant.

Trainor's greatsword stabbed deep into the rock, leaving only the hilt exposed. Huge cracks horizontally, and a shuddering "kala" sound kept ringing. As he drew his long sword, the tip of the cliff of more than ten meters gradually sloped downward, and finally collapsed with a bang. With a thunderous roar, the stones with an average radius of more than one meter smashed straight down to the deck of the "Black Death" below with terrifying kinetic energy!

Trainor followed, stepping on a falling rock in the air to adjust his movements, and dashing downwards with all his might.

The pirates below were still unaware of the impending catastrophe, and in the darkness of the night, they could only hear a loud rumbling noise, guessing that a rainstorm was coming. But in just two seconds, falling rocks and flames rained down, smashing pirates and sailors into pulp, smashing through decks and shaking the entire flagship!

"Save time...... "Trainor muttered.

"Cliff collapse above—"

Agile sailors scurried across the deck to avoid falling rocks, climbed onto the sails and shouted at the top of their voices.

As soon as he spoke, a silver-white sword crackled his body from top to bottom, his neck and shoulders and left arm fell to the side, and the rest of it was scattered to the ground, with vertebrae and ribs in the oblique section. The sailor was not dead, and after a few seconds of wailing on the little side, his eyes were burned by the flames that rushed in his face.

Rumble!

Trainor smashed the deck in the same way, slashing the entire ship from a third!

Then he jumped lightly, jumped to the less serious two-thirds of the water, raised his leg and kicked, kicking the remaining part crookedly, and slowly sinking the pirates with the pirates who had not had time to escape.

Many pirates escaped by jumping off ship in the water, but they could not escape the danger above them in the dark environment.

The landslide continued, and they were soon hit by falling rocks and sank into the sea with the stones.

The heat wave hits the face of the living person, and the fragile eyeball is the first to burst, and then the heat of the fire will burrow through the mouth, burn the trachea and rush into the lungs, causing the alveoli to burst like the eyeball, roasting all the blood and water.

If you bake it a little longer, you can still hear the gurgling sound of the brain being boiled.

After the skin is burned, the next thing is the subcutaneous fat and blood vessels, and the body of the person who is burned by the fire slowly curls up due to the loss of moisture, and there is no other smell except the smell of burning protein.

However, the water content inside the human body is also very high, and it takes a long time to dry the internal organs.

However, the hunter's flame makes up for this shortcoming, and the spiritual flame consumes everyone, and according to the user's wishes, they quickly turn into black lumps or even ashes in a very short time, and burn them clean, so that they can feed the ashes directly to the fish after the ship's wreck.

Being burned to death was a form of torture, but he didn't care.

Because if he had been a little more cruel, he would have considered adding water.

Trainor carried his sword and walked past the charred corpses, and the entire upper floors of the Black Death were in flames.

The hatch also turned to ashes, and a blonde maid with a weapon rushed out in front of her, the two looked at each other, and the next moment, the blonde maid found herself on the ground, and the man who was quite similar to Yin Lian's appearance and characteristics had already stepped over her and continued to walk forward.

She opened her mouth wide and wanted to scream, to warn Tracy, but she couldn't make a sound.

She struggled to turn around, only to see a headless corpse sitting against a wall, dressed in the same dress as hers.

The blonde maid stared, and her vision darkened.

There was an extra drop of blood on the blade, and Trainor didn't bother to look back at the corpse.

The "Sick Admiral" is now a woman and likes women, so the appearance of the captain's maid means that she has approached the captain's room. By this time the hull had tilted badly, and the vase of furnishings fixed to the table had overflowed, and it would not be long before this part would sink.

Trainor found a room that sounded like movement and kicked the door open.

The door frame was a little short, and he bent down slightly to look inside, only to see two girls fighting back and forth.

A lady in a golden-red dress with a resolute face and white skin stained with blood was embracing the sky with open arms—wasn't this the prayer of the Church of the Sun? - The other lady had much sharper features, with the characteristic charm of a witch, with long, straight eyebrows and attractive blue eyes.

It's very ornamental and nice. Trenor mentally evaluated the battle between the two little girls in his own way, and it was a coincidence that the two girls turned their eyes to his uninvited guest at the same time, and to his concern, there was a "consternation" on both of their faces.

Sure enough, it was fake, Yin Lian would not use the trick of the "Priest of Light", and it was impossible for the Burning Sun Church to give such an extraordinary item to a former royal family.

But useful bait is good bait, and it doesn't really matter if it's really -

He then looked at Tracy, who was hiding in the huge block of ice, and Tracy understood everything when she saw the same red hair and green eyes as Yin Lian, and she smiled very poignantly (Trainor rolled her eyes), and then shouted in a loud voice:

"She's not Yin Lian!"

"She's pretending!"

"She's a coward who doesn't dare to show her true face!"

Trainor glanced at the fake Yin Lian behind him, and after seeing the other party in a cold sweat with his eyes, he felt that it was still a little interesting to tease the young man.

In the two seconds he turned his head, Tracy broke free from the cocoon of her long hair and ice cubes, and flew towards the diamond bracelet that had fallen to the side. She had just picked it up with her right hand, and before she could put it on, her entire right arm fell to the ground.

His hand was still gripping the bracelet tightly.

The massive blood loss and fear made Tracy's face completely gray with a brush.

"It doesn't matter." She heard the strange powerhouse of the Sauron family say to her, and she didn't seem to care about the fact that "Yin Lian is a human pretend", and Crane, who was hiding in the corner and wanted to escape but didn't dare to leave, was also stunned for a moment, and then quickly remembered the escape strategy.

After hearing this, he was very sure that the other party was also running for Tracy!

In this case, you shouldn't care about yourself as a little person!

The floor was almost vertical, and all the furnishings in the room were rolling forward, and Crane grabbed the table fixed to the ground so that he didn't fall with it, but the little half of his body hung in the air and staggered.

Trainor casually glanced out of the porthole of the captain's quarters, and he felt that something vague was hiding there, watching what was happening here, but not for the first time.

"Painful ......," he said to himself, "the witch family is still so abnormal. ”

The "Sick Admiral" is a witch of pain, and whether it is her own pain or the pain of others, it can help her understand the meaning on a deeper level.

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It is painful to have the power and prestige that have been in business for many years to collapse in an instant, to be trusted (trust?) Trainor put a question mark here. The betrayal is painful, as is the more direct physical injury...... Trainor caught a glimpse of the confetti dust wafting in the air, and judging by the fake "Yin Lian"'s almost flawless acting skills, this should be a faceling, and the experienced kind.

In just a few seconds of confrontation, the "Lieutenant General of Disease" had been completely defeated, and she fell to her knees in a daze, looking at the broken arm in front of her, and the blood from the wound flowed out like water.

She didn't seem to react to the outside world, and Crane was a little furious when he saw it. But then the strong man who was suspected of being Yin Lian's relative strode a few steps into the inclined room, and the long sword in his hand stabbed directly into the center of an inconspicuous small round hand mirror, and the mirror suddenly broke and bled out, and Tracy who fell to the ground disappeared. A scream was heard, and Tracy appeared where the mirror was, her abdomen pinned to the ground by a sword piercing, no matter how much she struggled.

"Kill me!" She shouted.

"My life itself is a kind of suffering, and I don't want to continue to live in this twisted way!"

"Kill me, please give me a good time!"

The allure of her was even stronger than usual, and her eyes glittered with tears made people feel pity, as if they could appreciate the heart-rending pain she had suffered in an instant, and her pain had reached its peak.

Trainor lifted his sword, grabbed her by the arm and pulled her off the ground: "If you want to die, you will bite your tongue and kill yourself." ”

"Don't rely on your backer to yell at me nearby."

Patron? Seeing that Tracy was provoked by this word, and no longer tried to make the other party kill her, but calmed down slightly and began to sob, Crane suddenly broke out in a cold sweat, feeling as if he was inadvertently dancing with some great danger.

With backers and strong protection, why did the "Sick Lieutenant General" fight with me until now? Why was the "sick lieutenant admiral" still so badly injured, and even all the subordinates on this ship were destroyed and killed?

He suddenly remembered the information that the "Lieutenant General of the Iceberg" Edwina Edwards had given him:

"'Lieutenant General of Disease' Tracy is a witch, the 'Witch of Pain' from Sequence 5."

At the same time, Yin Lian also said to him:

"She is usually friendly, but she is very cruel to the enemy, and likes to destroy the beauty that the other party wants to protect, so that they suffer in extreme mental pain......"

Could it be that the witch is playing...... Not only can you digest potions through the pain of others, but also your own pain? That's why the strong man who protected her ignored me, and even now he didn't show up, just because he saw that Tracy was not in danger of life, so she made her feel "painful" and tormented in this way, and then completed the role?

Hiss...... What a horrible and twisted path...... The "assassins" of Sequence 9 are too deceptive......

The strange strong man lifted the seriously injured Tracy like a cargo, and then the green eyes swept towards Crane, who immediately understood what the other party meant, and quickly followed with a low brow.

- He is here to save "Yin Lian", so of course he has to bring "Yin Lian" back!

I can't tell if I have any suffering...... Mr...... At least let me change my clothes...... Crane was also grabbed by the other party with a smile, and said that the potion digestion this time was really worth it. Then I felt myself soar into the air, and in the blink of an eye, I was in the air.

Crane glanced down, and he saw that Tracy was also bowing his head, and they were both looking in the direction of the Black Death, and saw that the ship was facing down, and the stern was raised high, and the flames were slowly sinking like a torch.

The sea was littered with scattered burning wreckage, but not a single survivor.

…… Alas...... I don't know if there are any documents of the Byron Empire and the Grim Reaper...... And so a fire burned down...... I didn't get anything tonight but digesting the potion...... Crane cleared his mind and admired the night sky with a restless mind.

Then, he saw Tracy glaring at him, then looked away fiercely.

The "War Red" telepathic link sent a Bearam hotel address, and Trainor withdrew the flames in midair, put away his sword, and landed in the harbor next to the address without much movement.

A few minutes later, he entered the house from the balcony and threw the two girls he was holding in his hands inside.

Crane looked up, and the cold sweat that had been dried by the wind suddenly broke out again.

Evil spirits!

The one sitting on the chair in the room turned out to be the evil spirit he and Sharon had seen in the Quaternary underground ruins!

Tracy collapsed on the carpet, her heart as dead as ashes. The strange powerhouse stepped over her and walked straight to the red-haired evil spirit:

"I brought the people, and I also released a hint of negotiation, and it is estimated that the other party will come soon."

"I also answered Yin Lian's prayer to let her come to this place."

"Wish you had brought back my unfinished form?"

Crane was confused for a few seconds in fear and overdrive, as if he had seen a migrant worker in a modern society.

"Brought it back." The red-haired evil spirit yawned and glanced at the fake Yin Lian unabashedly, "There is no smell of Sauron's blood...... The disguise is very good, the plan is also very good, and if you are a little more ruthless, you have the potential to be a conspirator. ”

"It's a pity it's supposed to be a little Faceling. It's very brave to break into the pirate ship alone! ”

With an embarrassed smile on his face, Crane had nothing to say, lowered his head, and pretended to be an interior ornament with Tracy.

Trainor found his typewriter and form in the corner, and was surprised to find that his unfinished reply to the Red Angel's itinerary and embezzlement was gone, and some dust had fallen from the paper. Trainor's mood was unwavering and he was going to write another one: "You're in charge of the negotiations, and if nothing else, I'll get to work first." ”

Medici waved his hand: "I think I can arrange a shift for you, otherwise you will be a little too troublesome for all the work." ”

"If you don't ask me to leave Intis, now I have at least five assistants to help."

Trainor shrugged his shoulders, sat down at the table in the back, set up his typewriter and began to write again: "But thank you for the pie you draw." ”

Piepie...... Crane barely froze. A name began to circulate in his mind: Russell the Great...... Russell the Great...... Russell the Great......

Medici asked with great interest, "Paint cakes?" ”

Trainor stopped talking, concentrating on the typewriter, and the room fell silent.

TBC

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Fairy tale magic: Draw a pie to make yourself feel no longer hungry.

If it really exists, it may become a necessary fairy tale magic for marching, although it is not really eaten, but the spirit is full.