"Foolish mortals, in the face of the messenger of the Most High Lord, dare to speak so loudly, it seems that you have completely degenerated into heresy. That Kinomoto-sama had a compassionate face, and his eyes were full of unbearable staring at the four Aoba who were locked in an iron cage.

"Okay, we're heretics or not, we'll talk about it later, I just want to know now, it's you who ordered people to send out juvenile nightmares to gather fear, right?" Aoba finally confirmed.

"It is the glory of being a mortal to adorn the coming of the gods with the fear of mortals. "There was a holy glow on the face of this Kinomoto-sama.

And the dozen or so men and women who surrounded him all looked at him with a pilgrimage gaze.

"Looks like you're really crazy. Aoba shook his head helplessly.

"Aoba-sama, can I do it?" The pitch-black rose on Battlefield Hara's face continued to tremble, which was a signal that the magic knife could not suppress the rain.

"Let's do it, do it cleanly. Aoba said with a sigh.

"Yes, Aoba-sama. As soon as the words fell, the pitch-black rose on the face of the battlefield Hara Fuyuki shrank towards the right arm, and at the same time, the pitch-black pattern on the right arm also gathered towards the palm, and in the blink of an eye, the pitch-black magic knife appeared in the palm of the battlefield Harato.

And Mu Zhimoto, who was still talking about something, was instantly held back by the voice in his throat, and he was surprised to see the magic knife washing rain in the battlefield original snow blowing hand @.

Originally, he didn't feel the slightest aura of spiritual power in this group of people, so he only pretended to be an ordinary intruder when Aoba and the others were ordinary intruders, so he pretended to perform in front of the believers, who knew that these people in front of him didn't seem to be ordinary people!

Just as he hesitated, how to fool the believers at this time, so that he could temporarily change his attitude, and at the same time thought about whether he could beat these people in front of him if he didn't change his attitude. Don't capsize in the gutter.

And the big iron cage in front of him also gave Mu Zhiben a great psychological dependence, after all, the master who can break through this kind of iron cage is not so easy to encounter.

But the next moment, Kinomoto began to regret his hesitation just now.

Because of the battlefield where the magic knife was in his hand, the original blowing snow began to act.

He just took a step forward, and then casually swung a few knives at the iron cage in front of him.

I only heard the sound of tinkling bells sounding constantly, and one side of the iron cage was cut into a neat iron rod by the original blowing snow of the battlefield and fell to the ground.

On the battlefield, Hara Fuyuki walked out of the iron cage with a few steps.

"That, in fact, I can explain what just happened. Kinomoto-sama swallowed, then tried to explain the misunderstanding. The words spoken are no longer full of flavor of the magic stick they used to be.

"Explain, go to hell and explain!" As soon as Battlefield Hara Fuyuki's words fell, he rushed towards Kinomoto.

"Quick, protect me. Kinomoto immediately shouted.

"Protect Kinomoto-sama. The beautiful girl named Mijiko was the first to stand up and stand in front of Kinomoto.

Then, the magic knife in the hand of the battlefield Hara Fuyuki washed the rain, and it was the first to slash through her body.

So with a large amount of plasma rising to the sky, Mijiko's beautiful big eyes gradually lost their color, and her body fell to the ground softly, completely losing her voice.

And there is the beginning of the beautiful season. Immediately afterward, more than a dozen men and women shouted, "Protect Kinomoto-sama." "Rushing to the battlefield with a fearless attitude, Harabu Snow.

Then one after another fell under the knife of the battlefield Harabuki.

Seeing that the last believer fell, the Lord Kinomoto, who was guarded by more than a dozen believers with their lives, was not worthy of these people's efforts at all, but turned around and fled. He even stepped on the hem of his kimono while escaping, and fell to the ground in one fell instantly.

"No, don't kill me, please don't kill me. "The fallen Kinomoto kept reversing backwards. And as he retreated, a puddle of water appeared under him, and the guy was so frightened that he peed his pants.

"A dozen people would rather give their lives to protect. It's such a person, it's really sad!" Aoba, who stepped out of the cage, squatted down and reached out to close Mijiko's big eyes, which had long since lost color, and let out a sigh.

"Isn't that the way this world is? "It was no surprise that Natsu, the mountain king who followed Aoba out of the cage.

"yes, that's always been the same. Aoba nodded in agreement, and then looked at the battlefield Hara Fukiyuki, "Fuyuki, hurry up and get rid of him, don't stay there as an eyesore." ”

With that, Aoba walked past the corpses on the ground and towards the door at the end of the corridor, as he felt a little familiar there.

"Yes, Aoba-sama. As soon as Battlefield Hara Fuyuki spoke, he swung his knife at the Kinomoto in front of him.

"Don't, don't kill me, I can give you lots and lots of money. Kinomoto shouted, but before he finished his words, the knife of the battlefield Hara Fuyuki had already fallen on his body, and the next moment a pillar of blood spurted out of the sky, Kinomoto's eyes widened, and it was full of disbelief.

Whether he couldn't believe that he would die here, or whether he couldn't believe that he would be killed lightly, none of these matters anymore, the important thing was that he was dead, and he didn't even have time to use his spiritual powers.

"Aoba-sama, was he killed so easily?" Battlefield Hara Fukiyuki himself looked at the gradually cold corpse in front of him with a little disbelief.

Before, from the wood itself, the battlefield Hara Fuyuki also felt a lot of spiritual power, although it couldn't be his opponent, but it wasn't even enough to resist, so he was killed!

"It's very simple, because his spiritual ability is a spiritual control class, otherwise how could he fool so many people into becoming his diehards! And in order to strengthen his ability, this guy actually uses all his spiritual power all the time in this regard, and he can't do it at a critical moment if he wants to use spiritual power to strengthen his physical resistance! Aoba shook his head in explanation as he stepped through the door at the end of the hallway.

Sanno Natsu and Miyake Agni followed Aoba closely behind and entered the gate.

Battlefield Hara Fukiyuki looked at the corpse of Kinomoto in front of him again, shook his head, and followed.

Aoba wasn't even interested in glancing at the luxurious qiē inside the gate, and his divine sense followed closely to the familiar aura and walked towards a bookshelf.

Divine consciousness swept over the bookshelf, Aoba reached out and pushed it on the shelf, and suddenly the bookshelf slowly moved away, and a hidden room behind it appeared in Aoba's sight.

Walking into the room, in the center of the room, a mirror that looked ordinary was placed there, and it looked a little lonely and strange.

But Aoba felt a little familiar breath from this mirror, which was the breath of the Kunlun Mirror, although it was only a little, but thinking that the clown had found the so-called Lord Kinomoto, Aoba could understand that this mirror should have been handed over by the clown to that Kinomoto.

It seems that the relationship between Kinomoto and the clown is not as simple as the kimono man who tortured him before said.

Thinking like this, Aoba stretched out his hand and put it on the mirror, and the pure yang true qi in his body slowly flowed into the mirror, carefully distinguishing the difference in the mirror.

At the same time, the divine consciousness was constantly scanning the top floor of this office building.

Suddenly, when the divine consciousness swept over Kinomoto's corpse, Aoba's heart moved.

With a gesture of his hand, a thin card flew out of Kinomoto's arms, all the way through the gate and through the hidden bookshelf door, bypassing the mountain king Natsu and the battlefield Hara Fukiyuki, who had just entered the hidden room, and came to the hidden room, and finally landed on Aoba's hand.

"Aoba-sama. Battlefield Hara Fuyuki looked at the way Aoba rubbed the card in his hand and was a little puzzled.

"Did Aoba-kun find something?" said Sanwang Natsu with the same curiosity.

"Well, if I'm not mistaken, this could be a remarkable discovery!" Aoba nodded and said with a smile.

"What a great discovery, how remarkable is it?" asked King Natsu.

"By the way, I should be able to figure out what the clown is up to. With a wave of his hand, Aoba put the ordinary-looking mirror into his pocket, and at the same time put the card in his pocket.

"That weird clown, if possible, I hope Aoba-kun doesn't get involved in his affairs. Sanwang Natsu looked at Aoba worriedly.

"That's right, that person is too dangerous, and it's better for Aoba-sama to have as little contact with him as possible. Battlefield Hara Fukiyuki also persuaded.

"There are some things that can't be avoided, and the cause and effect between me and him have long been entangled, and although I try my best to avoid conflict with him, avoiding it is not the same as sticking my head into the sand like an ostrich, pretending not to know anything, so I will not give up when I have the opportunity to learn about his plan. Aoba shook his head.

"Since Aoba-kun has already decided, then I won't say anything, but I also ask Aoba-kun to pay attention to safety. Mountain King Xia said worriedly.

"Aoba-sama, please be careful. Battlefield Hara Fuyuki also admonished.

"Don't worry. Aoba smiled and nodded at the two girls, and then said to the mountain king Natsu, "Natsu, you can clean up the mess here."

"Leave it to me!" Sanwang Natsu nodded, turning and walking towards the hallway before.

Standing in the corridor, Sanwang Xia waved his hand, and a large pillar of fire flew towards the corpses all over the ground, quickly burning those corpses to charcoal until they turned into ashes.

In the end, the wind blew again, and the ashes were blown into fine powder, and flew out of the window, so that the destruction of the corpse was successful.

Of course, there are also some follow-up actions such as deleting the surveillance video of the entry and exit positions in the office building, etc., which only need to be ordered by Miss Sanwang to make a phone call, which is very easy for Shanwang Xia. (To be continued......) R1292