Assassin’s Chronicle

The fulcrum in the mystery of the twenty-fifth chapter

Without any embarrassing attitude, Slanbek did not hesitate to release magic. The holy light was like a hard-hearted judge. Without any compassion, he put the big and small zombies in the palm of his hand. The rancid muscles harden rapidly in the light, and then turned into fly ash, and the gloomy taste in the basement was swept away in the light.

Perhaps it is the reason why a previous profession was engaged in a certain occupation, perhaps because of the tempering in the abyss of evil spirits. Anfei does not like the light that is too dazzling, and does not like the magical magic that he has inexplicably mastered. There is a relationship with the Shilan Beibei, but Shilanbeige does not say that he does not have to ask.

Between active and passive, Anfei always likes the former, and in dealing with Slanbeige, he knows that he is in a passive situation no matter from which aspect, if you ask first, it is necessary to divide a large part. It is true or false to judge whether the words spoken by Shilan Beige are true or false. It is better to pretend that Sri Lanka is not the same. It is better to pretend that nothing has happened. Even if you want to ask, his confuse will not be Silanberger.

An Fei is hard to believe in people. This is his nature. It is even harder to trust anyone, because his sense of autonomy is very strong. If there must be, it can only be Sol and Ernest. At that time, on the desert island. And what happened during the trip can't be forgotten, so Anfei's choice is to go back and ask Sol, he is not in a hurry.

Buzureano temporarily loaned the heart of nature to him. This is a big deal, but he still failed to win the trust of Anfei. When Buzureano was out of order, he used his actions to express himself. The fight. If he is not a student of Sol, if it is not with this group of people, if it is not the conspiracy of the Necromancer, Buzureano will lend him the heart of nature? That Buzureano must be crazy. At the time, Sol and Ernest were unselfish and unintentional. The two were not the same thing at all.

An Fei walked slowly to the front of the bookshelf. The bookshelf is full of books, the two rows of books are placed neatly, the books below are a bit messy, and they are very worn, only in an instant, Anfei has already made a judgment, the above is definitely not quite Important books are placed here just to find information when needed. The following book is often read by Nana.

Bright magic and undead magic are absolutely opposite. In the aftermath of the flame, the pages that are placed are yellowed and distorted at a speed visible to the naked eye, and even a few pages simply become fragments. Anfei leaned down and looked at a book that was spread out. His desire for knowledge has always been strong. If he is in college, even the most demanding mentor. It will also be gratifying for students like An Fei.

"Anfei, don't touch the filthy things!" Shilanbeige suddenly shouted loudly.

"Oh." An Fei looked up very obediently, looked around, his eyes fell on a small cabinet next to the bookshelf, and Anfei searched in his own instant memory. There was originally a hat made of white bones. The style was a bit like the medieval crown, but now the crown has become dust. An Fei's gaze fell below, reaching out and gently pulling the door of the cabinet.

I screamed. The things in the cupboard were scattered all over the place, all grotesquely baubles. They just escaped, but the magic enchantments around the cabinet were completely destroyed, and the inside became a mess, so the doors opened. Things will be scattered on the ground like dumping.

"Anfei, how do you like a child?" Slanbeier sighed and sighed, watching him look like a teacher who was a small student. Stepping on the feet and stepping on a few gadgets, there was a broken sound at the foot of Shilanbeige.

"I am just a little curious." Anfei laughed.

"An Fei, in your life, never contaminate this filthy thing! Do you understand?"

"I understand." An Fei nodded, but his eyes flashed a thoughtful look.

“Hey?” Shilanbeige suddenly showed the color of surprise, picking it with his toes, and a small thing turned over a few heads and landed flat on the ground. That is a small sign. The outer image is a light shield with light infantry equipment. The small sign depicts a woman with wings. The wings are black, and they are very conspicuous under the **** red background.

"The fallen angel coat of arms? It seems that the status of Nana is not low." Slambek snorted and a light flashed at his fingertips.

"Adult, wait a minute." An Fei said quickly.

"Well?" Slumber was hot and his eyes turned to Anfei.

"This... is this fallen angel heraldry important to the Necromancer?"

"Very important."

"Adult, now the power of the Necromancer is getting stronger and stronger?"

"An Fei, you want to do something straightforward to say." Slanbeier frowned slightly.

"They are stronger than before, that is, they have more secrets than before, and these secrets need more people to keep." Anfei said slowly: "Nanna is the punk city landlord His position will provide him with the best protection, so I feel that this is a base for the Necromancers, and the important thing is not only a fallen angel coat of arms, for example, these books, there are certainly many hidden secrets. ”

Slanbeibei pondered for a moment and nodded.

"Because of the spies, I think now the necromancers already know that you and Buzureano are secretly protecting us. After this loss, they will give up their actions. If we take everything here, and stay The following traces let them know that in order to keep their secrets, even if they are afraid of you and Buzureano, they may have the courage to re-arrange their actions." Anfei smiled: "The former necromancer is always In the dark, it has now become semi-disclosed, and their shadows are everywhere. I think that their leaders will not even have this power."

"Your judgment is somewhat reasonable, but not absolute."

"It makes sense for us to try. Anyway, as long as we are willing, we can destroy these things at any time." An Fei whispered: "I think, you are not reconciled to the current results?"

"You are not afraid?" Shilanbei smiled.

"I have already offended them. I am not afraid that they will come to me. I am afraid they will come to me. It is not as good as..."

"It's better to be here with me and Buzureano, give them a sly lesson." Slambek smiled and answered.

"Do you agree?"

"You are not afraid of this child, I have no reason to be afraid."

"I really want to see them in despair and fear, if those necromancers can still make expressions." An Fei smiled and reached for the things on the ground.

"Don't touch!" Slanbeige suddenly screamed and stopped.

"Ah?" Anfei looked like a shock, and shook his hand back like an electric shock. He looked at Shilanbeige.

"I have already said that you should never touch this filthy thing in your life." The dignity on the face of Shilanbeige flashed away.

"Understood, thank you for your concern." An Fei nodded. It reveals the look of a sudden realization: "Which... who will keep these things."

Shilanbei hot frowned, his heart is extremely repelling these things, not to mention touch, did not release the magic to destroy the things collected by the Necromancer, is already reluctant to control himself.

"I am coming." Susanna came over.

"Alright." Slanbe said hotly: "You will endure for a while, and after handing over these things to Buzureano, I will expel you from all influence."

An Fei naturally retreated to the side and gave Suzanne a way out. Take away the things that belong to Nana. In order to influence the mood of the undead wizards, and to add a chip to the former between the continuation and the abandonment, this is a big plan that Anfei temporarily thought of, but he also added some small movements that are hard to detect.

He is very good at finding out the key points in the fog. Or to create a fulcrum to start thinking, Susanna can touch these things, and I can't touch. Why is that? What is Sri Lankan hot? ?

A dozen or so thick or thin magic books, and some residual pages, plus the magical props exclusive to the Necromancer, Slangeberg also found a small scorpion in the ground with the sensor, which contains a few ordinary gray magic Jing, these things are packed in a animal skin, and Slan Becker also carefully placed a seal on the outside, which made Susanna pick it up.

The rest is not important. Shilan Beige released the magic of light, and Anfei fired a small fireball like the legendary fire star. Unfortunately, there are not many things to burn in the basement. The bookshelf and small cabinet that have been taken care of by Anfei have been It burned into a wall of fire, and the magic books left were swallowed up by the flames.

The cabin opposite the study room was also ravaged by Anfei. Anfei was not interested in the pharmacy kept by the Necromancer. He always thought of the poison in the Resident Evil, and he did not have the courage of the heroine. Even launching a small fireball is also hiding in a faraway place. It was not until the time that Slambec told him that all the potions had lost their original effect after being exposed to the Holy Flame.

Going outside through the hole. Waiting for a long time, the city's government guards gathered around, one of them looked at the extra package in Susanna's hand, and then asked awkwardly: "Adult, inside..."

"There are some undead creatures inside, but it doesn't matter. It has been cleaned up by us. You can live here with confidence." Shilanbei said with faintness.

An Fei took back the corner of his eye, really does not matter? When the Necromancer visits again here, the people who stay here will become unlucky, because the Necromancer will get information from their mouths! An Fei understands that as the high priest, the landlord Lanbee should understand. But conversely think about it, this is nothing. Human emotions always have to be divided into occasions and positions. A civilian will not vent anger to the king, and salvation and glory will not easily fall on civilians. In fact, even if they let them go, they may not be able to escape the devil's master, because no one will protect them.