With the distance between him and Brother Tom now, he could clearly feel an indescribable stagnation in the time and space around him, which was a very awkward feeling, although it was not obvious, but he was already very surprised.

You must know that in order to maintain the best combat cooperation with Brother Tom, he and Brother Tom have always maintained a tacit understanding of a distance of five meters, no more and no far, but he didn't expect that even this just 5 meters was just 5 meters, and he still felt that the time and space around him had changed slightly.

It's horrible! Is this what C-Class Seals are capable of? Sean sighed in his heart, but his feet took a step back, and the stagnation of time and space suddenly disappeared.

At the same time, the tall savage who was quickly approached by Brother Tom seemed to have pressed the pause button, and his right foot that had just taken out was frozen in mid-air.

One second!

The distance between Brother Tom and the tall savage is only four meters!

Sean took the opportunity to reload the wheel quickly, but did not shoot, because he knew that the time and space around the tall savage had been paused, and both bullets and charms would be affected by the seal.

Two seconds!

The distance between Brother Tom and the tall savage was less than an arm's length, and Brother Tom opened his mouth skillfully, as if to let out a scream.

Sean didn't know what Tom was going to do, but he instinctively covered his ears.

In the next second, the tall savage suddenly turned into a cloud of black mist and exploded, and then re-condensed five meters away, and the spiritual eye observed that a dark cyan hollow bracelet on his wrist was emitting cyan light.

"Seals? Or is it an otherworldly item? Sean's face changed.

Here, Brother Tom's open mouth in mid-air was stuck in his throat, and then he fell to the ground with a painful face, and his pupils seemed to be bloodshot.

Sean gasped, immediately raised his hand and shot continuously, and with a bang, he shouted loudly: "Brother Tom, let's go!" ”

He had already had the idea of retreating at this moment, whether it was the transcendent items that the other party seemed to be able to circumvent his seal, or the strong defense that ignored his spiritual bullets and charms, it was obvious that the enemy in front of him was not at all what he could defend against now, not even with Brother Tom.

Brother Tom's eyes were fierce at the moment, and the pocket watch on his mouth bit Bang Bang sounded, and he wanted to rush up immediately to save his face, but after hearing Sean's words, it hesitated, but still chose to obey, and quickly rushed in Sean's direction.

And at this moment, the tall savage who appeared from the black fog again smiled gloomily, bent down slightly, and the ground "boomed" with a loud bang, and his whole person was already in mid-air like a plane that fell out of control and smashed towards Sean and Brother Tom at great speed.

"Want to go? It's late! ”

......

Meanwhile, inside the Brady cemetery.

A dark shadow suddenly stopped from the top speed, and Oscar Soren, Kelly Marcille, and Martin Oliver, who were chasing after him, also stopped and fanned around, among them, Martin Oliver took out a small glass bottle of liquor from his pocket, and then drank it with a gruntle of red light in his eyes.

"Tsk, it's really worthy of the extraordinary squad of the Holy Light, and this stubborn character that doesn't care about life and death is much stronger than those guys who call themselves 'Night Nobles'."

Suddenly, in the afterglow of the black moon, the black shadow let out a sneering that seemed to be mad, and then he slowly turned around, and under the brim of his hat was a sneering and sharp face.

The man was a gray-eyed man with inch hair and wearing a night suit, looking about thirty years old, with a burn mark on the corner of his left eye, but under the cold smile at the moment, he looked unusually hideous.

Oscar Soren nodded as if expected: "Sure enough, it's you, Karl Mays." ”

As he spoke, he seemed to sigh regretfully: "It's a pity that Viscount Red's hard work, if he knew that the cronies he had worked so hard to cultivate, the scavenger who had carefully arranged for his daughter turned out to be a member of the Brotherhood of Beasts, I don't know if he would pull out his mustache in anger." ”

The corners of Karl Mais's mouth grinned, and he said, "The real illusionist, Captain Oscar of the Holy Light Transcendent Squad, do you think you have a chance to win?" ”

"Or else?" Oscar Sauron didn't seem to be in a hurry at all, and said with a smile: "As a Sequence 7 Stalker of the 'Doctor' path, your ability is certainly very strange and terrifying, but unfortunately, the person who knows most about this path is our Primordial Church, except for the Dark Goddess Church, so I brought my colleague." ”

As he spoke, he pointed to Martin Oliver, whose eyes were already blood-red on the left, and said, "As a member of the Brotherhood of Beasts, you should know very well what my colleague is, right?" ”

Karl Meiss glanced at it, his eyes condensed slightly, and he exhaled lightly: "The red-eyed demon of Sequence 8, hmph, how is that?" Without our Brotherhood of Beasts, even the Red-Eyed ......"

Before he finished speaking, he saw Martin Oliver bend his hips and roar, and his red pupils suddenly burst out with a blood line that exuded the smell of alcohol, and the blood line shot towards Karl Mays like a laser.

Karl Maes instinctively stretched out his palm, and a halo that emitted cyan light under the observation of the spiritual eye instantly appeared on his ring, and refracted the blood line onto the tombstone on the side, and the tombstone was suddenly burned out of a finger-thick hole.

Oscar Soren's pupils shrank, stretched out his hand to signal Martin Oliver not to worry, and said in a deep voice: "C-108 Ring of Refusal? How did this seal end up in your hands? ”

Karl Meiss grinned, "Are you trying to say that this seal should have been snatched by the traitors of your church a long time ago?" ”

Oscar Soren narrowed his eyes: "Oh? So you're connected to Darbo Ngenta? ”

Karl Meiss sneered: "Oscar, don't try to trick me, it's useless, with this ring of rejection, this red-eyed demon colleague of yours can't hurt me, as for the other ......"

He glanced at the dwarf Kelly Marcile on the other side, and his eyes looked like a beast staring at his own food: "Sequence 8 talisman, with your transcendent condensation, the organization should be very satisfied with my actions this time." ”

Kelly Marcile startled a spirit, but she soon glared back, and in her hand there were two or three more silver flakes in her hand, in the shape of rectangles, triangles, and even pentagrams, all of which turned out to be expensive intermediate charms.

However, Karl Maith smiled disdainfully, and his gaze returned to Oscar Soren, whom he regarded as the most threatening, "Oscar, I know a lot more about your Light Ones than you think, such as Jessica, the Sequence 9 warrior who is on duty, oh yes, she doesn't belong to your Transcendent Team now, but to the Esoteric Seminar, eh...... and Rock Herbert, who was obsessed with pharmacy research in the laboratory......"