Like the sound of a balloon deflating, and like the sound of a bucket of flowing water, it was heard in the darkness.

"Can you see clearly?" Jiang Qin asked in a low voice, he was almost watching a play.

"This assassin is not bad."

"You mean you didn't see clearly?" Jiang Qin said sincerely.

"Qin, as I said, there are many restrictions on the gods walking in this world." Xuan Li said dissatisfiedly, and then his eyes widened, and he could only see a few vague figures.

Presumably the damned died, the one who should have fled fled, and the assassination was successful.

When vision returned, an old man lay on the ground with two small blood holes in his neck, gurgling out.

The ordinary people scattered and fled, and the rest of the people turned their suspicious eyes to the blood clan that had provoked Xuanli before.

After all, this scar is exclusive to the Bloodline.

"Guys, it's not me." The man waved his hand innocently.

"Yes, of course not you." The old man lying on the ground suddenly came back to life, wiped away the blood and sweat with his handkerchief, and sat back in his chair.

The sound of ping-pong came from outside the restaurant, and the assassin seemed to be entangled.

After waiting patiently for a while, a woman dressed almost exactly like Mi'er kicked the door, a strong sea breeze blew in her face, and Xuan Li adjusted her position to hide behind Jiang Qin.

This time she held back and didn't have a seizure.

"Those who remained, all lined up, and the White Court Trial Court conducted routine inspections. The Bloods are on the right, the Werewolves are on the left, the humans are in the middle, and as for the rest, stand against the wall. ”

The female knight in gold armor was very dazzling and scorching, her breastplate tightly covered her chest, the skirt armor woven by layers of scales fell to her knees, and the iron boots collapsed on the blanket, leaving burning marks.

This kind of dress does not make people feel desire, but more of the pain of being burned by the blazing light.

Xuanli squinted slightly, displeased with such a strong light.

Most of the outliers on the field were very sensible, standing in an orderly manner according to the requirements of the female knight, and it seemed that they were no strangers to such behavior.

"Let's go too?" Jiang Qin suddenly became interested, he was very interested in pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger.

"Whatever you like."

Xuan Li was pulled by Jiang Qin to the long line of human beings, observing left and right with curiosity.

After all, he hadn't seen so many creatures in the Inner World, about thirty or so.

The werewolves and blood clans on the left and right sides are okay to say, Jiang Qin is more familiar, and the small race gathered together against the wall probably has a few ghosts and spider demons, as well as a stitched creature whose name cannot be named.

What made Jiang Qin most curious was the human team.

Except for the cultivation method of white court and black court, which is a combination of magic and divine power, the unbelieving humans mainly cultivate magic power, or hunt aliens and fuse their blood.

However, these humans are relatively weak to Jiang Qin, their magic power reserves are far inferior to Mi'er, and the purity of the alien bloodline is not even comparable to Nima.

Overall, very weak.

From the doorway came another woman dressed as a nun, with her eyes wrapped in a black ribbon and a black mole at the corner of her mouth, which always evoked the reverie of the beholder.

Pale skin and slightly bloodless lips are matched with long black and silky hair, and the black slim robe does not fulfill its supposed duty as a symbol of asceticism, making it strange and mysterious.

The naked white feet stepped on the soft carpet, and the fine dust seemed to be unable to touch them.

Seeing this woman, there is only one feeling - a saint.

Entrusted with the blessing of the gods, everything about her is pure and sacred, but the appearance of asceticism constantly arouses people's most evil and undeserved desires.

As if sensing Jiang Qin's undisguised gaze, the nun's blindfolded eyes seemed to break through the obscuration and look at Jiang Qin.

"It feels familiar."

Jiang Qin thought to himself and had a completely unreliable guess.

It's like a demon.

However, as a special member of the White Court with the ability to "purify", it may be normal for the nun to be contaminated with some demonic breath, right?

Soon he was interrupted by Xuan Li's disgruntled cough, because he had been staring at the beautiful nun unabashedly just now.

The female knight stuck the golden red sword in her hand on the ground and said, "Boy, be careful, don't stare at the nun, she only belongs to the father." ”

father？

It should be the Lord of White, as outsiders say.

"I'm sorry, I don't dare anymore." Jiang Qin responded with a grin.

This female knight is completely different from Mi'er, obviously more sufficient, and at first glance she is a crazy maniac, there is no need to provoke it.

The assassinated old man stood in front of everyone, the blood hole in his neck had healed, and then he began to say: "Friends, I am the archbishop of the Fourth Sanctuary of Baiting. I need to check if you're the informant of the Nemide princess Brown Ersa, bother. ”

Archbishop of the Fourth Sanctuary? Nerein Princess Brown Ersa? Isn't that the assassin Saya spoke of?

Jiang Qin still remembered the information in the newspaper that Brown Elsa led the elite assassins of the Night Spirit Clan to attack the Fourth Sanctuary of the White Court, and the outcome was unknown.

So why did they appear on this ship at the same time?

"Bishop, have you defeated Brown Elsa in the Fourth Sanctuary?" Jiang Qin suddenly shouted loudly, causing the blood clans and werewolves on both sides to look at each other angrily, while the humans in the front row had strange and vague eyes.

"I'm sorry, sir, we failed." The Bishop, with only a skinned face like a skeleton, said regretfully, "After the destruction of the Third Sanctuary by demons, the Fourth Sanctuary that I ruled was also destroyed yesterday by Princess Neemin. ”

As soon as the words fell, they stirred up a riot among the people.

But the fourth bishop said unconcernedly: "So I am on the run, fleeing to the First Holy Temple of Rome." Thankfully, the Pope sent the Silent Maiden and the First Knight of the Inquisition, and I survived the endless assassination of Brown Elsa. ”

Jiang Qin pretended to be stunned, but he felt something was wrong in his heart.

It stands to reason that his diocese has been destroyed, and he should not be so calm.

And choosing to go by sea instead of land is even more unbelievable

This is the ocean, deep in the sea, there is not a single island around, and the only place where you can stay is this cruise ship.

If the Eidolon Assassins were allowed to get into the cruise ship, it could be said that they would be luring the wolf into the house and killing themselves.

And at the juncture where the White Court is likely to fight against the Black Court and Night City at the same time, it is undoubtedly a gambling act to send rare high-end combat forces such as the First Knight of the Inquisition and the Holy Maiden of Silence to the Fourth Sanctuary, which is not very important in North Africa.

What is it that deserves both the Holy Maiden and the Knight of Judgment? Princess Nemidrite and her elite poured out of the nest?

In all likelihood, there must have been something on this ship that had been brought from North Africa, where it originated, and that could have changed the outcome of the United War of Unity.

So now, the big question is, does the cargo on this ship belong to the White Court or the Night Spirits?

During the three days of the cruise ship at sea, what kind of game will the two sides dedicate themselves to?