Mystery: Paradox Path

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Chapter 438: Amon's Gold Content (Chapter Name Can't Be Changed, Cry)

"Boom!" Lightning and flames escaped from the violent explosion, and the power of the solar field and the storm field blended and spread at this moment.

Snow learned the abilities of hundreds of pathways through spellbooks and leased them to believers.

And in the process of using these believers, through constant combination and feedback, they have created thousands of techniques that can be called secret arts.

Although most of them are superficial splicing and combinations, it is because of simplicity that they are more useful. Turn the item infused with spirituality into an explosive that is equivalent to the power of the Sequence Seven spells." Snow, who has been promoted to the prophet's potion, has even gained the ability to use secret techniques without the aid of extraordinary items.

The explosion of Sequence Seven obviously could not cause any damage to the Night Emperor's evil spirit, but because of the "bribes" that Integra covered it, the Night Emperor miscalculated the situation and gave Integra a chance to strike.

The guns of gold and black squeaked alternately like piano keys, and the bullets of black and gold turned into rain curtains and fell towards the night emperor.

However, the effect produced by the series of bullets was just a series of crisp sounds like marbles falling into a plate. Although it looked no different from ordinary people, the Night Emperor at this time was not a human after all.

It stretched out its hand to fish for the water droplets in the sky, but Integura abnormally did not stop him, but suddenly turned the muzzle and pulled the trigger on Prince Grove, who had completely turned into a scale.

The golden candy man, who was originally only angry even on the surface, finally showed a surprised look. He didn't even bother to pick up the characteristics of the Sequence One, and turned around and rushed towards the golden scale.

The corners of Integra's mouth were raised, and the trigger in his hand was continuously pulled. Although the live ammunition had been emptied, his spirituality was continuously transformed into spiritual bullets.

"Flying props are prohibited here!"

"Violators should be punished!"

It seems to have absorbed the lesson of Integra's previous sentence "violators should be rewarded", this time the Night Emperor directly used the law twice in a row.

The ability of lawyers and arbitrators is very interesting, and there is a kind of rule that seems to be like a court trial.

Just like the competition between legal orders, there is a "first-mover advantage", the so-called "no crime without express law". It is twisted into a compliment, but once it is sentenced that "violators should be punished", the price of lawyers who want to reverse this law will not be worth the cost.

Of course Integra understands this, but how can she cast the law faster than the Night Emperor?

However, Integra did not rely on this ability to eat, and at the same time that the flying props were banned, Odell and Kaias were thrown away by her.

"The white horse has passed the gap!"

Integra took a step forward, and the process of walking more than ten meters was directly ignored. The next moment, she was already in front of the golden sugar man, and her petite fist seemed to be condensed with great strength, enough to pull three hundred meters away. With the strength of Shi Qianggong, he punched the golden sugar man in the face!

"Boom!" A punch that was comparable to the demon hunter's physique exploded, directly smashing the golden sugar man into the air, and Integura's mouth also spit out words that seemed to contain all the malice in the world——

[Suka is not listed! 】

"Buzz!"

Even if the survivors of MI9 were not the main target, they all felt the intense pain as if a branding iron had pierced their brains at the moment when the sentence [God's Obscene Words] uttered in the demigod position fell. The two sequences Qi even passed out on the spot, and only Lily, who listened to the music with Snow every day, was completely unmoved, squatting in the corner obediently, nibbling on dried fish and watching the play.

Although the Night Emperor Trenzost has no special blessings, his personality is still there, but even so, he was dizzy at the words of Integura.

It resisted the dizziness in the depths of its soul and rushed to the scale, and it kept uttering a stern voice—

"deprivation!"

"captivity!"

"exile!"

"die!"

...

One by one, the order not to be used spiritually, turned into a real thunder and smashed into Integura.

"It's hard for a rabbit to chase a tortoise!"

The speed of the law suddenly stopped, and the speed was not as fast as one-third of the original. Although it was much stronger than the guy who had been dealt with by Integra in the past, it was too late before these abilities hit.

A psychic blade was held in the palm of Integura's hand, and the blade was just above the scale of the scale - where Prince Grove's throat used to be.

"Stop it!" The Night Emperor, who had given up his disguise, turned into a golden sugar man again. His voice seemed to contain the magic power that people should obey, but Integura was completely unaffected. The blade's blade cut through the metallic surface of Libra. Bayi Chinese Website

"Are you planning to perish together?" The golden sugar man shouted sternly, but Integura said indifferently:

"I have always been indifferent, it mainly depends on you."

"..." The tone of the night emperor's evil spirit suddenly weakened. For other gods or angels, he could use the threat of death together. After all, even if he died, he could leave the evil spirit behind, but the guy in front of him... was Amon.

And it's still a clone!

"What do you want?" The Night Emperor's tone weakened, but Integura smiled slightly:

"It's very simple, the hand of order and the characteristics of the creator."

"Impossible! Give you the creator characteristics at most... In addition, I can tell you the whereabouts of the 'Beauty God'." The golden sugar man gritted his teeth and said, but Integura just shook his head:

"I'm not discussing with you, after all, your chance to be resurrected perfectly is this time, and 'we' have many chances to seize it, and, you should know what I want the Hand of Order to do, you can completely use the identity of Sequence Two Dormant for a while, when I run out, you will naturally have a chance to get them back, and maybe you can get three copies at a time."

"..." The Night Emperor Evil Spirit fell into silence. He knew very well that Amon was the world's top fraudster and a completely unreliable arrogant child, but Trensost, who had seen the Blasphemy Slate, also understood Amon. plan.

For a thief to become a true god, he needs to push the rituals of other true gods, which means that for a thief to become a god, there must be another one who becomes a god.

I have passed through the Ghost Empire over the years, and I have a little understanding of the outside world. Of course, I am also very clear that although there are still many vacancies, it is really possible to become a god in a short period of time, that is, the dark emperor and the judge. , a few red priests.

From the point of view of this group of so-called MI9 people, there are indeed people in Augustus who have the intention of becoming a judge, that is to say, after assisting the other party to become a god, the hand of order is useless for Amon, not only Useless, even harmful.

More importantly, I don't seem to have a choice.

When one Amon is discovered, there are countless Amons. Even if he really kills the clone in front of him, there is no guarantee that other Amons will not pass on his information. More importantly, he intends to become a god after all. If you don't pay, will you become the target of Amon's godhood ceremony?

"How can I trust you? Fraudster?"

"You don't need to believe it, after all, I'm not sure to completely destroy the evil spirit of a true god, even if you only have the strength of Sequence Three."

He finally realized that everything about him had been seen through by this Amon clone. In other words, as early as the moment Amon saw through the principle of his resurrection, his compromise was already doomed.

"you win……"

"Brother Shen!"

"Um!"

Shen Changqing was walking on the road, and when he met someone he knew, he would say hello or nod to each other.

But no matter who.

Everyone's face has no superfluous expressions, as if they are very indifferent to everything.

to this.

Shen Changqing is used to it.

Because this is the Ministry of Suppression, it is an organization that maintains the stability of Daqin. Its main responsibility is to kill monsters and monsters. Of course, there are also some other side jobs.

It can be said.

In the Demon Suppression Division, everyone had a lot of blood on their hands.

When a person is used to seeing life and death, he will become indifferent to many things.

When he first came to this world, Shen Changqing was a little uncomfortable, but over time he got used to it.

The town magic department is very big.

Those who can stay in the Town Demon Division are all powerful masters, or those who have the potential to become masters.

Shen Changqing belongs to the latter.

Among them, the Demon Suppression Division is divided into two occupations, one is the guardian envoy and the other is the demon slayer.

Anyone who enters the Demon Suppression Division starts from the lowest level of demon slayer.

Then he was promoted step by step, and finally he was expected to become a guardian envoy.

Shen Changqing's predecessor was a trainee slayer in the Demon Suppression Division, and he was also the lowest-ranked slayer.

Has the memory of the predecessor.

He is also very familiar with the environment of the Town Demon Division.

It didn't take too long, Shen Changqing stopped in front of an attic.

Different from other places full of chills in the Demon Suppression Division, the attic here seems to stand out from the crowd, showing a different tranquility in the bloody Suppression Demon Division.

At this time, the door to the attic was open, and occasionally people came in and out.

Shen Changqing just hesitated for a moment, then stepped inside.

Enter the attic.

Circumstances have changed in vain.

A burst of ink fragrance mixed with the faint smell of blood rushed towards his face, causing his brows to instinctively wrinkle, but then quickly stretched.

There is almost no way to clean the bloody smell on everyone in the Zhen Mosi.

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