This Kryptonian is Too Steady

'Clang~! ’ ‘Dang~! ’…

London, on the banks of the Thames, Big Ben is not slow or fast, and has been performing its duties for a hundred years. The copper bell on the top floor rings every fifteen minutes, resounding through the bells of Westminster.

Next to the clock tower stands a classical, quiet and elegant private library.

At this moment, muffled bangs like explosions could not be suppressed, and came from the inside of the Gothic building, and the building was also trembled slightly by the loud bang, shaking off a lot of fine ash.

At the base of the library, in the spacious and dark hall, there are many corpses in blue-gray robes lying here and there.

Cracked into four pieces, turned over to the stone round table on the ground, an old man with white beard and hair was bleeding from the corner of his mouth, his face was pale, and the gorgeous navy blue robe cloth on his body was already riddled with holes and scorched marks.

Holding a wooden stick with both hands, pouring the weight of his whole body on it, trying not to let himself fall down, the old man stared at the two burly men, one black and one white, with blood-red eyes: "You crazy people! What do you want? What are you doing!?"

Today, they are holding a semi-annual round table meeting, expressing their opinions, exchanging and discussing their research experience on witchcraft in the recent period.

Unexpectedly, in the middle of the drive, these two lunatics broke in, without the slightest intention of communicating, and directly started killing.

As the most powerful wizard organization in Great Britain, and even in the whole of Europe, the old man and his party are not ordinary aristocratic lords who are powerless. They directly confuse their faces with all kinds of witchcraft, and they are going to let these two young people who don't know the heights of heaven and earth understand. Take a look at the dangers of the world.

But the strength of these two guys far exceeded their expectations.

The talisman in the hands of the black man with shiny skin and wearing gold and silver can actually decipher and weaken most of their witchcraft, and abolish most of their methods.

The bow and arrow in another Caucasian man's hand is not known to be an artifact. Not only does it have unlimited ammunition, but the arrow also has a tracking function, and there are no cases of false shots.

The power of the arrows is even more astonishing. The defensive barriers and defensive items they set up are like paper paste, which can be easily penetrated.

As a group of upright Mages whose physical strength is comparable to that of ordinary people, after losing their protection, they will face a massacre.

In less than ten minutes, the old man was the only one left among the dozens of members who was still breathing.

Facing the roar of the old man, the two men remained silent, their expressions did not fluctuate at all, like robots without emotions.

The white man pulled back the longbow made of gold in his hand, and blazing orange energy emerged out of thin air, condensing into a golden arrow the length of an arm, aiming at the target ahead.

"You want me to die! Don't even think about it!"

Staring at the arrow in front of him, the old man knew that his hope of survival was slim, so he roared, and before the attack came, he uttered a series of incantations: "!@#￥￥......"

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In the next moment, a golden streamer came in an instant, easily breaking through dozens of layers of magical barriers set up by the old man in front of him, bringing the kiss of death.

'Boom! '

Accompanied by a violent explosion, a dazzling orange light burst out, brightening the dimly lit hall.

'Kangdang~'

A few seconds later, a dilapidated wooden staff fell to the ground, pressing on a piece of navy blue rags.

So far, the Wizards Association, which has been passed down for hundreds of years, has disappeared without a sound, just like other secret organizations that have also disappeared in the long river of history.

Successfully wiped out a group of dead ghosts, and the two also paid a big price.

Especially the Caucasian man in charge of exporting. His bare arms and chest were covered with burn marks and frostbite, his face was blue and purple, and his long golden hair also showed a few strands of gray.

Although the condition of the black man was better, he was also severely injured, and there were also a few more wrinkles around his eyes.

However, under the influence of the brilliance emitted by the oval talisman in their hands, the injuries on the two of them are slowly recovering.

According to the current speed, it is estimated that it will not take half a day to fully recover.

"Not it, go find the next target."

After uttering a sentence coldly, the black man took the lead and walked towards the elevator in front of him.

Before he could take a few steps, a thick black mist emerged from the ceiling and fell down like a water curtain, sealing off all the exits and enveloping the entire hall and the two people in the hall.

Immediately afterwards, a group of special black mist gathered rapidly from the center of the hall, condensing into a humanoid creature in a black cloak.

Judging from the curves of the other party's body hidden under the cloak, it can be vaguely judged that the other party is a woman.

"Evil God!"

The moment he saw the woman, the white man shouted angrily, and he drew his longbow with an arrow.

"Hehe~"

Facing the galloping golden streamer, the woman hidden under the black cloak smiled coldly, raised her hand and stomped lightly on the ground.

'boom! '

With a muffled sound, a blue magic circle consisting of two crossed squares and a round shield with lines tattooed in the middle emerged out of thin air, steadily blocking the incoming arrows and the invisible rays from the amulet in the black man's hand at the same time. down.

With a wave of the mysterious woman, dozens of tentacles made of black mist shot down from the ceiling, directly attacking the two enemies below.

Seeing this, the black man held up the talisman with both hands, raised it above his head, and muttered something in his mouth at the same time.

When the last note fell, the talisman in his hand immediately turned into a small sun, hanging high above his head, releasing endless light and heat.

The light like a high-energy laser filled the entire hall with strange power, and it took less than two seconds to evaporate all the tentacles of black mist attacking the two of them.

These black tentacles are just an appetizer.

The light dissipated, and the surrounding space began to ripple and shatter under the prying force of unknown power.

Immediately afterwards, under the impetus of unknown magical energy, the space fragments turned into sharp blades, pierced the fiery light, and attacked the black and white duo from all directions.

Sensing the threat around him, the Caucasian man's eyes were instantly filled with white light, his arm turned into an afterimage, he drew the bow → let go → drew the bow... the same action was repeated over and over again.

'boom! ''boom! ''boom! ’…

The golden streamer collided with the invisible sharp blade, constantly setting off gusts of wind.

Taking advantage of this time, the mysterious woman has already completed the forward swing.

Two identical avatars separated from her body, forming a triangle, surrounding the two God Chosen in the center.

"\u0026#%￥!@..."

"!@￥#\u0026**..."

"!!@#￥%\u0026@!..."

Three different incantations were uttered from the mouth of the mysterious woman and her avatar, and the surrounding black mist also surged and stared.

Two giant hands condensed from pure darkness protruded from the black mist, and went straight to the target.

'boom! ''boom! '

Seeing that his companion's attack was fruitless, the black man sensed something was wrong and wanted to move strategically, but suddenly found that his legs had been engulfed by a thin layer of black mist at some point, and he couldn't move.

In the next moment, darkness is upon us!