I’m A Detective In The Beauty World

177A Brick Street, Manhattan, New York City, a building that seems to have nothing special from the outside. An old white-haired man in a purple robe was sitting cross-legged on a straw mat out of nowhere, closing his eyes and meditating.

As the Asgardian of the Holy Place in New York, the capable person of Ancient One magician, Samaleiron has long been accustomed to meditating in the middle of the night.

After all, if the work and rest habits are the same as normal people, how can they be called magician?

In addition to meditation, Samaleron also has an important task, which is to monitor the energy fluctuations of the entire American continent and prevent large-scale invasions of dark forces.

Fortunately, since the end of World War II, there has been no life-or-death emergency in the American continent. Even if minor situations happen occasionally, the human government is now becoming stronger and stronger, and many times they can handle it by themselves. If it doesn't work, just send other magicians in the holy place to play.

There was no opportunity for Samaleiron to take the shot in person.

So besides meditating in the holy place, Samaleron seemed to have nothing else to do.

But tonight, it seems that he has to play.

Samaleron opened his eyes slightly and looked in a certain direction. A black magician quietly appeared beside him, slightly nervous and said: "Master Asgardian, it's very close, it should be in the New York city."

Samaleron nodded slightly: "I sensed it, Daniel Magician... very strong, definitely not the slapsticks before."

The black magician named Daniel said: "Then I will inform all magicians..."

Samaleiron raised his hand and shook his head slightly: "This level of dark power cannot be solved by a large number of people. Moreover, something is wrong. According to normal circumstances, large-scale New York City should have already occurred. It's chaotic, but now it's business as usual."

Daniel walked to the window, looked out the window, and nodded: "You are right, Master Asgardian, what should we do next?"

Samaleron slowly stood up: "I will check it now, and if necessary, I will notify you again."

"Huh?" Daniel was taken aback, "Master Asgardian, can you be alone?"

"Huh?" Samaleiron glanced at the black magician coldly, "Why, do you think I'm old and useless?"

Daniel trembled slightly, and quickly bowed his head and said respectfully: "Don't dare, my subordinates took the liberty. Please forgive me, Lord Asgardian."

Samaleron ignored Daniel again, stretched out his hand to draw a circle in front of him, and appeared in front of him with a halo of sparks. After he stepped in, the aperture quickly dissipated.

Daniel would not see it, just after Samaleiron passed through the aperture, a black mist rose from under his purple robe, covering his whole body. Immediately changed from a respected and respected magician image to a standard villain big BOSS appearance.

"Who? Stop, or you will shoot!"

A circle of fire appeared out of thin air in the dark, and the nearby NIA agents could see it no matter how blind, not to mention that it was Luke's team that blocked the slaughterhouse.

Almost as soon as Samaleron appeared, a dozen red dots fell on him.

"Huh, mortal armed forces? Boring!"

Samaleron shook his finger lightly, and immediately slaughtered all the living organisms near the factory, and fell into a deep sleep state at the same time. Then an invisible bubble emerged from his fingertips and expanded rapidly, enveloping the entire slaughterhouse in the blink of an eye.

"Induction... disappeared?"

In the Holy Place in New York, Daniel was taken aback and slightly surprised: "Master Asgardian is really amazing. In such a short time, has the anomaly been eliminated?"

Samalelon followed the iron gate that Sam forcibly opened, and walked down the stairs step by step. When he walked to the end, there was no one on the abandoned platform.

Whether it was Sharon or others, even those wolf monsters, or the body of the conductor, all mysteriously disappeared.

Except for the platform that had been cracked by Shay Lun with a hammer.

Samaleron frowned and looked around carefully. Perhaps it was because of the black mist that spewed from the cracks, which greatly weakened his perception, or it was caused by other reasons. Anyway, he didn't notice anything abnormal.

Perhaps the idiot who destroyed the magic circle has been swallowed by such a terrible dark power and has no place to bury him, right?

Samaleron thought so, raised his head and looked greedily, gathering in mid-air, the black mist that was hovering fast, murmured: "What a pure power, what a powerful power... I don't know that it is that warrior. , How dare to hit the magic circle like this... Well, thanks to him, I was able to absorb such pure power hundreds of years in advance, without having to use those wastes to slowly weaken this with the soul and blood of innocent people. The magic circle is out."

Samaleron said, raising his hands and murmured in his mouth. The black mist swirling in the air quickly turned into a wisp of breath and melted into his body.

Soon his body began to swell rapidly, almost as soon as Roar inhaled, his body doubled. When the black mist in the air was almost absorbed, Samaleron's body had become an air-filled weather balloon. , His head almost hit the ceiling of the platform.

Samaleron didn't pay attention, just as he swelled like a puff, a pair of beautiful eyes were staring at him greedily.

Tina, who had already put on the phantom gloves, appeared silently behind Samalelon like a ghost, reaching out and gently pressing on his pillar-thin hind legs.

In hell, the devil who was torturing those poor souls with boredom suddenly opened his eyes.

This soul... this delicious, powerful, sacred, yet depraved soul...

Damn, what good baby did Tina find in that little bitch?

It couldn't wait to look at the blood pool, and soon it laughed: "It turned out to be the bald-headed subordinate of Ancient One, haha, Asgardian in Holy Place, New York, Samaralon, is also a big shot."

"Such an idiot, actually staring at that power, didn't the ancient One's dead bald head warn him, don't pay attention there? No way, that dead bald head can peer into the future, maybe the current situation, she is secretly The result of indulgence."

"So my reaction might be what she expected? It doesn't matter, anyway, I can receive such a powerful soul, I don't lose it. It's just this seal..."

The expression on the devil’s face suddenly became more serious than ever, and Sharon’s appearance quietly appeared in the blood pool. It stared at Sharon, and after a long time, it murmured: "Ancient One, you bastard, are you? Staring at this kid too? Huh, stop dreaming, your soul belongs to the darkness, then this kid's soul must also belong to hell."

It gritted its teeth and snorted again: "But the hell doesn't belong to me, and I really need to raise the bargaining chip. Forget it, since the seal has been broken anyway, it's cheaper for that brat."

Its hands quickly changed on the blood pool, and an invisible but extremely powerful force was transmitted to Tina's body out of thin air.

Tina trembled, her eyes suddenly burst into green flames. At the same time, green light balls condensed rapidly behind her, and finally condensed into three green light balls.

"Soul curse! Void exile!!!"

Tina yelled, and three green light balls merged into her body, forming a green light wave as thick as a water tank, and crashed into Samalelon's body.

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