Jiang Qin took a deep breath, and the black mist that erupted from the knife lifted him up, quickly approaching the Night City Phantom.

Joshua immediately spread his bat's wings and flew into the air to intercept it.

"Don't think about it." Joshua disintegrated part of his body and released many huge bats with dog heads to forcibly reduce the black mist held under Jiang Qin's feet, forcing Jiang Qin back to the ground.

"In the border city, the rate of mana loss will be greatly accelerated, how long can you hold on?" Jiang Qin pointed to the phantom of Night City in the sky, which became fainter and fainter.

Joshua's face was calm, blood was still dripping from the broken arm, and he said, "The White Court Pope can't kill me if he comes in person, and you can't do it." ”

"Huh!" Jiang Qin laughed disdainfully, slowly took out the revolver hidden under his coat, and slowly filled in the six bullets that Ashya ate from the bread, the divine six bullets.

"What a kit thing." Joshua had been asleep for three or four hundred years, and he had no idea that there was such a thing as a firearm.

He had the impression that such a small object was often a magic item, but it had no magic fluctuations.

If it is a weapon of war made by humans, then it should be as big as possible, like the crossbow that once pierced its bed, or smashed itself into a mess of meat sauce.

It's a pity that these war items have never been afraid of them since he became an earl.

Jiang Qin pushed back the magazine of the revolver, he probably knew that the old friend Jaeger who gave him the gun was a believer in the church, so the bullet he gave to himself in a roundabout way must also have a certain divinity.

The bullets that come out of the body of the so-called "Lord's" bread, stained with the red wine and blood of the "Lord", must be very restrained from these anomalies.

Hope it surprises itself.

Jiang Qin raised the revolver and aimed it at Joshua.

"Come and feel the combination of science and magic, old bastard."

Joshua was not unguarded, and his long experience made him extremely cautious. He raised his left arm, bone spurs forming a barrier, and a thick mass of blood stuck to it as a cushion.

"Bang" *6

With a smooth and unstuck six consecutive shots, the wound on Jiang Qin's left hand reopened, and Joshua lay on the ground.

He's already trying to defend himself.

The bullets fired from the revolver were incredibly fast and impossible to dodge, and he couldn't defend against the blood mist and bone spurs he used to fight magic alone.

The body, which was proud to be able to resist werewolves, was thoroughly pierced by the silver bullets full of ecclesiastical atmosphere. The rotation of the six bullets tore off half of his left body, and the flame burned to the wound. This time he couldn't cut his entire left breast.

"Unexpectedly, Jaeger's stuff is so powerful. The human church knows that it is necessary to keep pace with the times and study the occult hot weapons of the new era, and you aliens are still stuck in the Middle Ages, and you deserve to defeat the human race. ”

Jiang Qin wondered if there would be a series of flower jobs in the church, such as holy water RPGs, laser holy flame rays, and mechanical angel heavy armor.

Of course, although he thought about it in his head, his body never stopped. He is not the protagonist of justice and does not give the villain a chance to breathe after he falls to the ground.

Jiang Qin rushed at Joshua and nailed the horizontal knife to his head.

Joshua's soul was pierced in his head, but he did not die.

A prince-level vampire stands out for a hard life and has no vital points.

Even if the soul is chopped up, it will only fall into a deep sleep, and then slowly and unconsciously reunite the soul.

It's a pity that [Snake Fall] is not made of silver, he can only cut it but cannot kill it, Jiang Qin suddenly wants to plate it with a layer of Mithril.

In desperation, Jiang Qin could only stick the silver-gilt revolver on Joshua's head, hoping that he would be burned to death by this pitiful silver metal.

The difficulty is tantamount to scalding an elephant to death with a low-temperature lighter mixed with toilet water.

The Heavenly Night City Illusory began to crumble, but it wasn't completely destroyed.

All the shadows of the city in the sky disappeared, but only a huge and solemn black gate remained.

The shadow of the door grew more and more solid, and then it was opened a crack.

Joshua had been chopped into a pool of blood by Jiang Qin, but he was still alive strong.

The blood roared unwillingly, and a magical genealogy system appeared in the air, and he said, "You think you can kill me?" None of the people in Baiting can do it! ”

Joshua stretched out a tentacle made of blood and crushed the two names below him.

According to Jiang Qin's general understanding of the blood clan, Joshua should have pinched to death two of his direct descendants, and it should be at the level of a duke, which can be described as a big deal.

On the other side of the door, there was a sudden number of wails, and then the sound of a head exploding.

He sacrificed the flesh and blood of his two duke's heirs to heal himself.

Joshua's breath slowly recovered, and his soul reunited. Jiang Qin was about to cut his soul with the speed of top chefs cutting shredded carrots, but after all, it couldn't be faster than the speed at which he repaired.

"It's too much to live."

Jiang Qin immediately retreated to charge his strength, taking advantage of Joshua's self-repair and no interference, he turned around and charged his strength, and then slashed out a sword light composed of black mist and mist, crushing the gate of Night City.

This was a complete and literal smash into the gates, because Joshua had summoned the gates of Night City by virtue of his princely authority.

The city gate was like a piece of tofu, which was cut in half by rough and heroic, and even the city wall on the side was shattered, and finally disappeared completely.

"You've already lost." The woman had already stood at the door of the main hall of the Church of Exile, waved her hand as if she were traveling, and said, "The act of summoning the Night City in front of the Black Church and materializing the Night Gate has angered the Lord of the Black Court, and the Lord of the Black Court has also taken his bishop's death out of Joshua by the way. ”

Joshua's realm collapsed with the disappearance of Night City, and both he and Jiang Qin reappeared under the streetlights, before the exiled church.

The woman opened the dilapidated wooden door of the church of exile, and Jiang Qin could feel a black horror shooting out of it through the narrow corridor.

It was a spear, and it was the black spear that Jiang Qin had seen from the mural that shot out, hitting Joshua's head with precision, and then carrying him up to the eastern horizon.

"The Black Spear will send him to the island where the sun rises, and the purest flames will obliterate Joshua once and for all. He probably didn't expect that in this small church, there would really be the gaze of the Lord of the Black Court, who appeared from him and watched him in unison. The woman walked up to Jiang Qin and said briskly.

She seemed to be friendly and happy all the time, and Jiang Qin couldn't see a trace of negativity in her.

"Madam, my name is Jiang Qin." Jiang Qin stretched out a hand.

"My name is Valentina, can we unite now?" She asked expectantly and held Jiang Qin's hand tightly.

"You help me kill Euan and the Butcher, so what do I need to do?" Jiang Qin asked.

"It's a simple thing, but only you can do it." Valentina said calmly, "I hope you will kill my husband in twenty-five days in the capital of the Roman Empire." ”

"The Roman Empire?"

"Sorry, it's ...... now Looks like it's called Italy? Of course, if you want to go back to the Roman Empire and kill him, I'll find a way. ”

"Give me some time to think about it."

Jiang Qin suddenly fell silent, and he thought of his curse again.

His old friend Jaeger invited her to Rome, and now the woman did the same, at the same time and place.

It seems that that place really can't get along with me.

"Countdown: Twenty-five days."