Transcendent Dawn

'Ok? There are still people... Today the garden of Owen's house is almost more lively than the living room. ’

　　 Thulhu looked curiously at the noise on the other side.

　　 Nalin Dougwell has the calm temperament of the Patriarch. He seems to watch the dark figure escape, chanting a few notes quickly in his mouth, and a purple flame flashes and disappears in the dark night.

　　 It is very fast, and it came to the back of the escaper in the blink of an eye.

　　 The black figure who was running suddenly seemed to stumble and fell into an ugly dog-eating posture.

　　 Boom!

　　 Because of this wrestling, the flames exploded above him without hitting the target.

　　 Even so, the burning tongue and sparks also brought him burning damage, causing him to let out a scream, which looked particularly harsh in the night.

　　 "It's the eleventh game person! Paul and William, you go and solve it! The others will come back with me to deal with the guests!"

　　 Nalin retracted his palm and said indifferently.

　　 "Yes!"

　　 The members of the Dougwell family bowed, and the two men in formal dresses quickly melted into the darkness.

'Ok? ’

　　 Thulhu hidden in the shadow, but obviously feels wrong.

　　‘That Nalin? Did he find me? That's right... Whoever has to check the surroundings again after spotting a voyeur? ’

　　 He obviously felt that the surrounding air was a little stagnant, and the dark night sky seemed to turn into tentacles, surrounded from all sides.

　　 "It's a pity..."

　　Thulhu The corners of the mouth are slightly tilted, and the shadow clone slowly disappears.

　　 A minute later, Neelin Dougwell walked into the bushes with a puzzled expression: "No?"

　　 "Patriarch... The Munch City Councillor is waiting..."

　　 A member of the Dougwell family hurried over, bowed and said.

　　 They must give a unified explanation as to why Owen'disappeared'.

"I know."

　　 Nalin looked at the gloom, the purple in his eyes flashed quickly, and finally fell silent.

　　……

　　 "My previous hunch was correct, there is a problem with the Dougwell family!"

　　 Sean dexterously walked through the street, with a grinning expression on his face.

　　 His speed became unstoppable. It was not only the burning on his back, but also the sequelae of a previous fall.

　　 "Damn... I knew I should have brought the captain with me."

　　 Feeling the pursuer behind, Sean gave a wry smile.

　　 What happened tonight was entirely his own opinion, because I felt that Irving was indeed desperate at the time, and the Dougwell family concealed something, and for this reason they had a fight with their boss Horatio.

"But... Since I was promoted [The Ill-Fated], my luck has been very bad, no! It has become worse, and I will always get some bad luck inexplicably... It seems that this time, it was a direct mistake. I accidentally watched the killing scene of the Dougwell family..."

　　 Fortunately, this kind of bad luck seems to surround him not only, but his enemies and friends also have a share.

　　 For example, although it hurts after a fall, he finally avoided the bad luck of being directly burned to death.

　　 "Why did they kill the heir so inexplicably, and even held a banquet for him by the way? The request of some evil ritual?"

　　 Sean had some guesses about this.

　　 Anyway, since joining the eleventh round, he has seen a lot of strange cases.

　　 In order to satisfy demons, evil gods, or unknown existences, the rituals of some fanatics are simply incredible.

　　Some are very **** and evil, and some are full of absurdity.

　　 "Of course... what I need now is to solve these two guys!"

　　 Sean tilted his head, and a small black arrow passed over his shoulder.

　　 He ran into an alley, turned around, and saw Paul and William chasing over.

　　 The two people have taken off their cumbersome costumes and changed into black tights, holding daggers, sleeve arrows and other weapons-it seems that they are cautious and did not use firearms.

　　 "You are fighting against the Federation!"

　　 Xiao En shouted halfway, and found that the two people on the opposite side had no scruples at all, so they flew over.

　　‘Physical professional? ’

　　 He judged the opponent's occupation, a dark color appeared on his hands, and he flicked it sharply.

　　 A pitch-black flame flew towards the Hidden Arrow attacker.

　　——The Fire of Corrosion!

　　 The opponent has a long-range attack method, which is obviously more deadly!

　　 As he cast the spell, another man with a dagger rushed into the range of two meters, the dagger in his hand entangled like a poisonous snake.

　　 Xiao En turned sideways, suddenly grabbed the opponent's arm holding the dagger with both hands, and threw one over the shoulder.

　　嘭!

　　 The sound of a heavy object falling, the big man fell directly to the ground, and the dagger in his hand flew far away.

　　 "I also learned fighting skills...I rely on!"

　　 Xiao En had a look on the front, and suddenly his face changed wildly.

　　 The guy who was thrown to the ground by him was pulling out a revolver from his waist with a gloomy expression!

　　 "The hand of paralysis!"

　　 He flew over, exuding dark and shiny hands, and directly grabbed the opponent's arm.

　　 "It's over..."

　　 Although he subdued the big guy, cold sweat ran down on Sean's forehead.

　　The hand of paralysis is just a small spell, and the contact state must be maintained to paralyze the opponent.

　　 And this person is struggling violently, his rank seems to be equal to him!

　　 Just suppressing one person consumes all the energy, and there is no way to control another person.

　　 When the guy who used the Hidden Arrow came back to his senses, as long as he came from a distance, Sean would never have any hope of running away.

　　噗!

　　 came the sound of the blade piercing the human body, the heavy object falling to the ground, and the muffled noise before death.

　　 That kind of voice ~www.NovelMTL.com~ makes Sean tremble unconsciously.

　　 "Have you not figured it out yet?"

　　 A voice came.

　　 He turned his head and found that the Dougwell family chaser was lying on the ground, with a bleeding wound on his back.

　　 A figure is quietly looking at him, of medium build, with a fuzzy face.

"you are?"

　　 As soon as Sean spoke, he saw a cold light flashing.

　　 An ordinary dagger was pierced on the person he was holding, hitting the point and killing him with a single knife.

　　‘I deliberately hide my identity and move cleanly. It’s not always a reinforcement in the game, right? Or killer assassin? ’

　　 Sean stood up and stared at the dark shadow questioningly: "Who are you? Why do you help me?"

　　 The figure leaned slightly, and the figure slowly disappeared, like an actor who was on the curtain call, waving his hand without taking away a cloud, leaving only the dazed Sean.

　　……

On the roof not far away, Thulhu gazed at the attribute bar, gently chins his head: "Very good...it seems that the combat power of the shadow clone is worth looking forward to, at least it is very convenient for assassination...the same is also experienced. Sean, is he already a second-order [The Ill-Fated]?"

　　 This is the career path of the Black Death Club. It seems that when the 11th Bureau destroyed the opponent's branch, a lot of things were seized.

　　 I just don’t know why Sean chose this path.

　　Perhaps, this has something to do with his abnormality?