Lord of the Divine Show

On the long street.

John, squatting on the street corner, watched helplessly as a carriage slowly disappeared.

No...it's not disappearing, but it's like driving into an oil painting.

The pedestrians, the patrolling police officers, and even a street magician next to him seemed unaware of this.

"The cursed object - Sanson's oil painting, can drag the target into a secret space to fight, and minimize the attention of those around him."

Zhu Qingliu did not resist the pulling force and was also pulled into the oil painting.

She saw a golden wheat field, and in the center of the wheat field, there was a carriage.

The coachman looked confused, almost thinking he was dreaming.

The immortal cultivators in the East are not immutable people.

Even though they cannot practice Western mystical systems at the same time, because this will bring pollution and make the path hopeless.

But using spells and cursed objects to achieve unique effects is not a problem at all.

"According to the security system of the royal capital... after Councilor Bonk issued a call for help, the first person to receive the call was the security forces... The nearest major general was Joseph, a [Dragon Knight]!"

"Relying on Sanson's oil painting can hinder this process, but it can last up to three minutes..."

"In three minutes, Joseph will definitely arrive at the scene, tear apart the oil painting, and discover the existence of us Eastern monks... Within the next 10 seconds, even big shots comparable to the ancestors of the Yuanshen will take action."

"Therefore, the battle must be resolved within three minutes, and the anti-divination and prophecy spells must be used as quickly as possible to escape the scene!"

After thousands of thoughts in his mind, there was only a firm look in Zhu Qingliu's eyes: "Draw out the sword!"

choke!

The big black umbrella she was holding suddenly exploded, and a slender flying sword emerged from it!

Hidden the sword in the umbrella, the sword comes out without me!

The flying sword turned into a stream of light and cut open the entire carriage, revealing a surprised Senator Bonk.

And blue eyes, summoning an iron armor to protect Anthony in front of the two of them.

"It's a damn Oriental!"

"Quick... just send the signal... the Archbishop will arrive within 10 seconds, and they are dead."

Senator Bohnke was not panicked at all, but was filled with determination, as if he had returned to the battlefield where he once fought.

"With the isolation of the cursed object, other communication methods will be affected. I will try my best to hold the other party back. Congressman, it is best to pray as soon as possible..."

Blue-eyed Anthony stared at Zhu Qingliu who was coming for the assassination.

That flying sword seemed to turn into a stream of light, killing hundreds of swordsmen in an instant!

However, the armored puppet he summoned suddenly expanded and turned into a hill, guarding him and Bonk like the strongest steel fortress.

Meanwhile, Bohnke was praying quickly.

He did not pray to the Lord of the Gate, because the death of a believer would not attract the slightest attention from this being.

Not to mention protecting an ant-like believer, or doing a job like an operator.

"The Beloved of the Ten Thousand Gates!"

"The ruler of the boundless spiritual world!"

"The great Krato Tisamo!"

This is the name of the Archbishop of the Gate Lord Church, a demigod of at least the sixth rank!

Such an existence can completely accept prayers and responses within a certain range.

Moreover, it ignores the restrictions of many cursed objects!

Zhu Qingliu looked at this scene, his watery eyes not wavering at all.

Because she had already deduced this situation, a silver charm burned quickly on her palm, and invisible ripples rippled out.

According to the occult knowledge she has mastered, only hidden existences can fight against those of the same high status.

Although Levi Mojito is mysterious, he is indeed the favored one of the evil god.

Even if you don’t know who the evil god is, he can definitely interfere with praying to the Archbishop.

Bohnke prayed and nothing happened.

His face was ugly, and he quickly prayed to other persons who knew about it.

When blue-eyed Anthony saw this scene, his heart sank. He put his hands together and made fists, and a layer of black iron-like color appeared on his body.

As the congressman's personal bodyguard, what he is best at is not attacking, but protecting!

Facing any attack below the 5th rank, he is confident that he can last for a long time.

'With the blessing of my ability, the steel armor puppet can persist for at least five minutes... and this time is enough time for people from the outside world to react, and even the security forces arrived to support...'

Anthony gritted his teeth and thought.

But he forgot one thing. In the ancient East, there has always been a proverb: If you defend for a long time, you will lose!

After Zhu Qingliu issued a spell and interfered with the prayer, he suddenly made a spell.

The flying sword moved swiftly and suddenly pulled out a green sword light several feet long. It penetrated into the steel fortress without any thickness, pierced through the layer of black iron color, and pierced Anthony's neck. .

"This can't be... my defense?"

Anthony's blue eyes remained filled with disbelief, and he slowly fell down.

When Congressman Bonk saw this scene, a look of pain appeared on his face, and he gritted his teeth and tore off the blue necklace around his neck.

This is also a cursed object that even ordinary people can use to form an absolutely safe space guardian.

He even has an escape ring on his hand that can directly teleport a certain distance.

Taken together, these three cursed objects mean that even an ordinary person can escape most assassinations.

Unfortunately, the escape ring was restrained by Sanson's oil painting, and the 'broken heart' could only sense the danger a little bit in advance.

This gave him no chance to call in the Beyonder bodyguards following the carriage.

"Oriental, you are dead, no... I want you to be my prisoner!"

Councilor Bonk saw a layer of blue light rising up, turning into a special cage to protect him, and a smile appeared on his face: "I will use the assassination as an excuse to be more active. If you move forward with this bill, everything you value will be in vain!”

"Only the weak will threaten with words... This seems to be your motto."

Zhu Qingliu slowly took a step forward and flicked the blue cage: "This is your strongest guardian, and it is also your cage and coffin... Do you think I have to break it to kill you?"

A smile appeared on her face, and she made a magic trick with her hand: "The underworld attracts ghosts! All spirits obey orders!"

It was only then that Bonke noticed that beside him, at some point, there were already more innocent ghosts with pale skin and wearing linen clothes!

They did not pass through the protection, but were quietly deployed to Bonk's side when they broke through the steel fortress!

As a [Warrior], he was not good at resisting attacks at the soul level, and despair could not help but appear on his face.

At this time, a huge crack suddenly appeared in the sky.

The oil painting was torn into pieces, and a powerful dragon roar came in.