From the Esoteric Cult Family to the Kingdom of God

"Is that some kind of magic applied to the flintlock? Why is the power so great that it only takes one shot to kill the worm."

The vision of the worm completely disappeared from his mind, and the old man was extremely confused. He knew in his heart that ordinary flintlock bullets could not kill the worm with one shot.

The shot just now had some mystery.

In the darkness, the old man standing behind the tree frowned because of this, and his heart was full of fear.

If the opponent could shoot bullets of that power recklessly, he could even consider evacuating, because except for the multiple types of summons, basically no one could withstand one or two shots.

"Maybe it's not a gun or a spell, but the effect of some mysterious strange thing?" The old man thought for a long time without an answer, so he could only be alert in his heart.

"Woo!"

The Defeater Demon with a bull's head and a human body wailed, extremely angry. His huge body was severely damaged by the alchemical explosives attack of the family guards, and bones could be seen under the flesh that was constantly churning and recovering.

It was dying and full of anger, and suddenly turned around and strode back. Under the control of the old man, it retreated to a safe distance, and the broken flesh and blood grew at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The opponent had already escaped the throwing distance of the alchemical explosives, and the flintlock was not very effective. The Fisher family guards did not attack rashly.

Without the cooperation of the worms, the threat of the single Bull-Headed Defeater Demon was not very great. Of course, the old man would not send it away meaninglessly, so he chose to let it recover.

"The current spiritual power is only half left. What is the most correct choice next?"

"Hmm..."

He thought quickly about what tactics to use and how to allocate the remaining spiritual power.

In the end, through "enhancement", a giant Bull-Headed Defeater Demon that can ignore the power of alchemical explosives, withstand all attacks, and directly destroy the house is summoned.

Or summon three different summons to launch a collective attack, or use "enhancement" to other summons? Try completely different tactical effects?

Tactical choices have a great impact on victory or defeat, and he must think carefully.

Although the effect of "strengthening" is very strong, it will consume three times the mental power, which will instantly exhaust his remaining mental power. It is definitely not the best choice.

The old man even clearly realized that it might not be a good idea to attack Fisher Manor tonight.

Although the only patriarch of the Fisher family who reached the second level, the man named Byrne Fisher, was not here, the remaining extraordinary people and even the guards had good combat qualities.

He suddenly noticed that from the perspective of several black ants, the tall boy who was suspected to be "Chris" was still approaching here.

According to the information purchased, the old man knew that there were currently three origin extraordinary people in Fisher Manor, namely Irene Fisher, Chris Fisher, and a girl named Vanessa.

"What's going on? Why do they know my location all the time?"

The old man was so shocked when he noticed this, and decided to kill the guy who kept approaching first, and then retreat and wait for a good opportunity!

Yes, he chose to retreat.

Tonight, I was hiding, but I was suddenly exposed. The Fisher family was so well prepared in advance that they could always detect my specific location!

He felt that it would be difficult to easily capture everyone in the manor if he continued to fight, and when other extraordinary people in the town came to support him, he would be surrounded.

The best choice was to retreat, but the old man was unwilling to do so and decided to kill a blood knight of the Fisher family first.

The clean and tidy streets outside the Fisher Manor were full of trees. The old man's black ants noticed the new situation. A female spellcaster appeared behind the tree a hundred meters away.

She wore hunting boots and emerald short hair. She looked heroic when she stood there.

She summoned white birds and quickly flew towards the old man's position!

One hundred meters?

The old man did not panic, but quickly analyzed and hypothesized in his mind.

The other party knew his specific location and was standing just a hundred meters away. It was very likely that he was a summoning type spellcaster in the middle of the origin, so her maximum operating distance was a hundred meters.

He knew very well that the birds would explode, so he had to quickly chant a spell to summon a creature that looked like a turtle but had two heads, a huge shell, and a millstone-sized body.

The two-headed turtle moved very slowly, so it could only lie beside the old man, raise its head and spit out water bombs as heavy as steel, shooting down the birds in mid-air.

"Oh, no!"

The old man saw the birds being shot down one after another, and he thought there was no problem, but suddenly he discovered a terrible thing!

Those birds were just a cover, and there were fireflies hiding behind them!

Many fireflies flew in scattered, and the two-headed turtle's next water ball only had time to hit half of them, and the remaining half of the fireflies were about to approach the old man.

"Squeak!"

Suddenly, white lightning flashed in the old man's black robe, like a white torch in the dark night!

Bolts of lightning like forked tree branches pierced the air, automatically capturing hostile fireflies, completely burning them, and detonating them prematurely. The repeated explosions in the darkness created a roar.

The automatic counterattack of the treasure-level mysterious artifact successfully defended the aerial attack, while the two-headed turtle monster very close to the old man was not affected at all, and those unnatural lightnings automatically chose enemies and friends.

But he suddenly had a strong ominous premonition deep in his heart.

"It's bad!"

The old man's face changed completely. His most important way of self-defense, the effect of the treasure, was "cheated" by a few fireflies!

It can't be used continuously, and he will be in a "vacuum period" for the next few tens of seconds!

At the same time, several black ants have found the female spellcaster.

But to the old man's surprise, the other party was obviously a spellcaster but was extremely flexible. He could actually limp around and then use fireflies to detonate the black ants that were about to explode in advance.

What's going on?

Isn't she a spellcaster, and she is also a disabled person. Why is her physical fitness obviously better than that of ordinary people?

"It doesn't make sense at all, what's going on..."

The old man's mind was a little confused. He always felt that many things he encountered today when he came to the Fisher family were a bit contrary to the common sense of the past battles of extraordinary people.

He was a little terrified. The extraordinary people of the Fisher family were all very strange. What was going on with the various abnormal powers they possessed?

Although fear had already surged in his heart, the old man did not stop and cast a spell again to summon a new summon to cover his departure.

At the same time, he returned to his body and almost recovered completely, like a reborn bull-headed demon.

"Bang!"

Just when the vacuum period of the treasure-level strange object was about to pass, a sudden bullet caused the old man's neck to hurt sharply, and the spell was interrupted!

He covered his neck in astonishment and was completely speechless!

"Uh!"

Why would someone suddenly shoot nearby? The ants summoned by the search spell "Summoning Red Mountain Ants" could clearly confirm that there was no one around!

The old man turned his head in disbelief, his neck still bleeding, and he stared at a tree not far away.

The silver-haired boy sneaked into the darkness without anyone noticing, half-crouched on the tree and pointed a flintlock at him.

Who is he?

The old man didn't understand who the other party was!

If the boy before was not Chris, and he was Chris, then who was the boy before?

After one shot, Chris, who succeeded, was extremely indifferent and quickly reloaded the second bullet.

He jumped over the tree more flexibly than a cat, giving the other party no chance to fight back.

As expected, he just jumped off the tree, and the heavy water ball spit out by the two-headed turtle completely broke the whole tree!

"Uh, woo!"

The old man didn't die for a while, and tremblingly took out a scarlet medicine bottle from his arms and swallowed the sticky liquid in the bottle that looked like blood.

I still have a chance!

He wailed in his heart, and as soon as he recovered, he would immediately use "strengthen" to summon a summoned creature.

The old man was suddenly shocked to find that the injury on his neck had not recovered. The reason was completely unknown, but the precious life-saving medicine just now did not work!

There were too many things that he could not understand tonight. The old man lay on the ground trembling, feeling the slowly passing life and the intense pain in his body. Deep in his heart, there was only an incomparable fear and confusion.

"Cough cough cough!"

He kept spitting blood, and his eyes were full of disbelief.

Those extraordinary people of the Fisher family,

are not normal at all!

What happened to them!

The people of the Fisher family suddenly found that all the summons from the enemy on the field became abnormal, and the control spells on them seemed to have failed uniformly.

"Ah!"

The Bull-Headed Defeater Demon, who was no longer controlled, did not need to suppress his instincts and rushed towards the manor frantically. In the end, he was hit by Eric with a poisonous mist potion, covered his eyes and was trapped in pain and wailed for a long time, and was finally killed by the alchemical explosives.

And those black ants that could explode fled in all directions. Vanessa and Archibald finally detonated them in advance before they exploded when they met people.

The turtle monster with two heads is actually a mysterious creature called Sregram, from the west of Oden Continent.

After no longer being controlled by the spell, its head completely retracted into the shell and no longer participated in anything in the outside world.

Archibald breathed a sigh of relief and shouted excitedly: "The control on the summoned creature has failed, and that guy is dead!"

Indeed, they all heard about this from Vanessa.

Most of the summoned creatures that summoned the caster were mysterious creatures that were forcibly summoned from this world or other worlds.

As long as the summoner died, the control of the summoned creatures on their bodies would be completely lifted, and all summoned creatures would act according to their instincts and will.

Archibald was extremely excited and wanted to rush to the old man, but he heard Chris's shouting, which was very rare.

"Don't go over there!"

Chris, who had reloaded his bullets, appeared again. He stood in the darkness a hundred meters away, holding a dark gold alchemical flintlock, and shot the old man's body again with great accuracy.

"Bang!"

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

The old man who had been lying there for a long time suddenly wailed in anger!

As a spellcaster, his physical fitness was not as good as that of a bloodline knight, but he was a little stronger than an ordinary person. He did not die completely, but he was unable to concentrate and mobilize his spiritual power.

Fischer Family!

I curse you, you will go to hell sooner or later!

It will never be far away. As long as some time passes, Poseidon will prepare the final funeral for you and the Siyat people on the east coast!

Archibald was stunned. It turned out that the other party had deliberately released control of the summoned object and then pretended to be dead on the ground.

If you just walk over like this unprepared, you will most likely be killed by a sudden attack by a dying enemy.

"It's actually like this..."

His whole body was shaking with fear, and Dean Irene's teachings came back to his mind.

cautious! Keep it secret!

I was often punished by the dean because of my carelessness, and tonight I almost died because I was not careful enough.

The scene just now made everyone more vigilant, and everyone waited for a while. It was not until Chris completed the shot for the third time and confirmed that the old man was completely dead that everyone in the Fisher family finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"we won!"

Cheers came one after another, and dozens of people shouted loudly. It was only now that the neighbors around the street dared to open their windows and doors and quietly look over.

When Chris walked to the old man's body, Archibald, who was covered in sweat, also walked over, a little at a loss, and murmured:

"Thank you, thank you, Chris, thank you."

Chris stopped and looked back at him very calmly.

"Stay alive."