The Emperor’s Angel of Death

Amidst the thunder and lightning, what appeared outside the gate of the Thunder Stone Church was a puppet wearing a funny red and white clown costume. A red pointed hat with a long nose and longer ears, a square-shaped jaw, eyes shaped like windows, and two swirls drawn on the cheeks.

In the glare of the flash of lightning, the puppet seemed to be smiling, but the dull smile gave off a creepy feeling.

"Are you complaining that I didn't greet you beforehand?"

The trickster seemed to be no stranger to puppets. After speaking softly, he turned around to pick up a new match and used it to light the last candle.

The puppet froze in place for a while, then suddenly clicked, raised its left foot, followed by its left hand, then it took a step forward, then its right foot and right hand.

It took two steps in this absurd but weird gesture.

There was still wind and rain outside the Lei Shi, but the puppet was not dripping with water. Just as it was about to step into the church on its third step, it was watching the bronze clock bewitcher suddenly speak, but it was more indifferent than before.

"Old friend, it was you who pushed Eldra to involve that person first, I'll reveal this, but you can't take an inch... I already know that it was you who sent that person to Comoros information to the fraudsters.”

The puppet stopped, his left foot hanging on the door frame.

Then the confuser turned around with his hands behind his back.

"I know you don't want anyone to touch that secret, but it's over, I can only promise that you won't be involved in it, but only if you don't step into trouble yourself, let alone hook up with fraudsters."

The puppet stared dully at the bewildered, and suddenly moved slightly, as if he was about to step over the door frame.

"Also, don't touch my bottom line—"

Although the tone of this sentence is very light, its meaning is very heavy. I saw that the shadow of the confused person suddenly stretched and expanded on the wall, as if it had become a man wearing a laurel crown and armor, with a belt on his arm. A terrifying samurai with huge claws, all the candles flickering with its powerful oppression.

"Otherwise, don't blame me for not remembering the grace of borrowing in the past, the gatekeeper of the black library!"

In the last few words, the voice of the bewitched had turned into a rolling thunder with echoes, and even overshadowed the lightning and thunder outside the church.

The depression swayed a few times and withdrew his legs.

Then, its wooden jaw opened and closed, making a sound like some kind of funny ditty.

"You think you can keep all those secrets covered up? Why do you think I'd go to the deceiver? Because your arrogance may unleash that mighty presence back into the galaxy, maybe by then we'll all be able to It's time to face the wrath of "It"."

The confuser just chuckled, and the threatening back disappeared, but his slender body began to emit a golden light.

"You actually call me arrogant? My arrogance is less than one-tenth of yours. After all, even if the knife is on your throat, you will continue to play your boring game, and you only need to take care of your own people. But we work for the whole galaxy."

"Hehe, you are still as despicable and reckless as a human being, you only seek knowledge that is powerful enough to be used as a weapon, use power recklessly, and don't care about the destruction you have brought."

"Sometimes there is no perfect choice at all."

The puppet suddenly laughed.

"Maybe one day, you will realize what kind of mistakes you have made, but after all, that day has not yet come, so before that, you should look forward to the coming darkness."

After speaking, the puppet shook its head and turned around, disappearing into the storm with crunching steps—

The puzzler stared at the back of the other party, and then looked back at the stagnant bronze bell.

"Who will kill the deer is unknown."

At the end, he only uttered the famous words of Gutera, and then turned around. At this time, a figure in a brown cloak suddenly appeared at the end of the front hall.

The perplexed wandered past the other side and said softly:

"Let's go, let's give him a ride."

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Under the evil and twisted sky of an unknown world, blood is splashing everywhere, and the desolate plains are full of dead and dying wounded, only a few of them have bodies and personalities, and most of the others are inhuman creations.

Many of them are a mix of humans and beasts, while others are beings that violate the laws of matter and darkness.

On the battlefield, there were two figures standing tall and straight, fighting against the distorted creatures around them howling.

One of them, wearing midnight blue armor, wearing a blood-colored bat-wing helmet, and holding a huge chainsaw halberd, the corpses under his feet have been piled up to knee height.

The other person is wearing thick black armor, but the palms of his feet are dazzling white, there are a lot of feather pendants on his body, and the helmet is a silver crow figure, holding a gun in one hand and a sword in the other.

Suddenly, a ray of light flashed, and a beast-like demon leaped out of the crack of reality.

It was blue all over, with slender limbs, a scowl on its deformed face, and aetheric energy crackling in its knobby hands.

The Raven Helmet fired a shot between its eyes, and the beast burst open, flashing colorful lights, and immediately split into several small burning monsters.

They dragged the flames and hovered in the air, but were killed by a single round of accurate bullets~www.readwn.com~ It must end as soon as possible. "

"Do you think I don't want to?"

Bat Helmet replied in a mocking tone, and then passed through the chaotic battlefield like a thunderbolt, smashing enemies in the way, and charging towards a roaring and immortal beast-a menacing monster, quite large, The sulphur-colored hide is covered with scars, and there are three eyes on either side of its broad head, blinking non-stop.

The beast saw him coming, and turned to meet him with an axe raised.

But the beast's range of motion was so great that the bat helmet had a chance to jump up its broad back and stab the halberd's head into the flesh.

Under the churning of the sawtooth, the beast dropped his weapon in pain and turned to grab the enemy on his back with his bare hands, but the bat helmet had firmly grasped his prey, and he directly wrapped his bladed arms around it. The base of its skull wriggled, and though the bull-like neck of the beast was as thick as a tree trunk, the strength of the enemy on its back was even more terrifying.

With the cracking sound of dead trees, the beast's spine was broken and it fell to the ground with a bang. The fighting spirit of the surrounding enemies also disappeared, and the battle turned into a one-sided slaughter.

After a while, it was all over.

"Okay, the last head."

The Raven Helmet came up, glanced at the fallen beast, and then slashed its head with a sword and held it in his hand.

"Go back and recover."

The two figures left the **** battlefield and began to cross the desolate land.