Secret: The years I served as a foreign aid for the Aurora Club

Chapter 353: Kill Them All (1)

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"No." Edward suddenly said, "The True Creator did not spit out the uniqueness of the Bound One!!"

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Loen Kingdom, Backlund.

"Team members deployed."

"The seal is ready and can be used at any time."

“Very good.” Sequence 6 Soest turned his head and said to Leonard Mitchell, who was also hiding in the shadows. “Divination shows that Emlyn White, a vampire in the Harvest Church, may be a vampire viscount who is good at feminine power and moon-related extraordinary power. We have little intelligence on the vampires and cannot accurately summarize their sequence names and extraordinary abilities. We need to be careful when fighting.”

Leonard nodded heavily.

Soest was startled by Leonard's serious expression. He thought the team members were nervous about the upcoming battle.

Although Soest thought that such a thing would not happen based on Leonard's combat experience so far, not to mention the many missions he participated in after joining the "Red Gloves", even when facing the demigod Ince Zangwill and 0-08, Leonard and Daly dared to leave the team to act. There was no reason to be nervous when dealing with a small church with only a bishop and a priest - but he still whispered to comfort:
"We don't need to fight Emlyn White directly. The one in charge of the battle is another senior deacon. We need to work together to trap Bishop Utravsky. Although warriors in the middle sequence will gain mental resistance and can see through illusions, we are also good at teamwork."

Leonard listened quietly and nodded with a heavy expression.

Of course, he couldn't tell Soest, "Because I have some personal relationship with Emlyn White." Strictly speaking, Backlund has always been in need of help from the Beyonders of the Three Religions who have come to this area. Who hasn't had at least a few words with the overly intimidating bishop of the Harvest Church? This is not surprising, and it doesn't prevent him from taking action.

But if Leonard's relationship with the target goes beyond this range, he will have to avoid suspicion and need psychological counseling.

Fortunately, no one else would know what happened at the Tarot Club, and he was probably the one who had the best relationship with "Moon". So he decided to stay in the team without saying anything, maybe he could help "Moon" a little.

After that, Soest patted Leonard on the shoulder to show encouragement. After patting him twice, he remembered something and added:
"By the way, Leonard, after this mission, the merits you have accumulated will be enough to exchange for a Sequence 5 'Spiritual Witch' potion. Do you plan to digest it for a while to stabilize your state, or apply for a promotion directly? Hehe, you are already strong enough to form a Red Gloves team yourself, or take the initiative to request to be transferred to the town you want to go to as a resident bishop or deacon."

Resident... Leonard, who used an expressionless face to cover up his depressed mood, finally had a glimmer of light in his eyes. He thought of the small city that he had carefully stored in his memory, and instantly wanted to go back.

He then remembered that he was already a Sequence 6 Beyonder. He had become stronger than the captain. If he successfully advanced to Sequence 5, he might be able to return to Tingen and use his own strength to protect the place.

Leonard's heart was a little moved, but the next moment, Daly's face, his other Red Glove companions, the vague "Fool", and Klein Moretti who stayed in Backlund appeared in his mind. Leonard hesitated for a moment, and he thought of Melissa and Benson who were also in Backlund, one was in college, and the other worked in the government. Sometimes they would meet and exchange a few words with him.

Although Klein was already dead in the secular world, he must still want to stay with his family, right? His family already had a better life in Backlund, and maybe Klein would not be willing to go back, but would rather stay here and watch over them...

...Oh, how could he have forgotten again that Klein was a follower of The Fool. Although he had no ill intentions in joining the Nighthawks, he might not be willing to be bound to them. If he just invited them like that, it might be a bit presumptuous.

Leonard's mind went blank for a moment, and then the thought came back to him, and he seemed to hear Pales sneering.

It’s good that I realized that I was just being sentimental first, otherwise the old man would have been sarcastic and said that I was stupid.

Leonard nodded secretly at his own growth, then replied quietly: "Captain Soest, I haven't thought about it yet."

"Don't worry about this kind of thing. You can think about it slowly."

Seeing that the team members had regained some of their former spirits, Soest felt more relaxed, and then his face straightened:
"be prepared."

Leonard's mood, which had just improved, suddenly became bad again. He suppressed the twisted corners of his mouth and eyebrows, and made up his mind to take the initiative to create a flaw, a breakthrough, no matter whether "Moon" could see it or not.

Just as he was thinking this, Soest winked at him, and Leonard immediately opened his mouth and chanted the ballad in a fixed order along with the captain and other companions. The overlapping voices of nightmares and requiem masters gathered together like the tide of the night, slowly enveloping the Harvest Church with a peaceful power.

In the Harvest Church, after distributing a cup of calming tea to everyone, Emlyn leaned against a pillar where candlesticks were placed to rest. Then, he felt a little sleepy and tired. Seeing that the people who came to take refuge around him closed their eyes one by one, he also yawned slowly.

No, that's not right!

The next moment, Emlyn woke up instantly and pinched his face hard, grimacing in pain. He quickly looked in the direction of the door. The window on the wall where the door was located had darkened at some point, and there were even faint twinkling stars in the sky outside.

The people from the Church of Darkness have arrived! He, who lacked combat experience, immediately thought of this.

He immediately turned to look at Utravsky's position, only to see the bishop, who was like a wall, half-closed his eyes and also looked at him.

Emlyn's heart skipped a beat. Although his rank was higher than the Bishop's, the Bishop's combat experience was more than ten Emlyns tied together. To put it bluntly, Emlyn was planning to let the Bishop go in front to deal damage, and then he would hide behind to observe the situation and heal the Bishop and then find a chance to retreat. He hurried over and pushed hard - but it didn't work. He asked anxiously and awkwardly:

"How are you? Stay awake! Don't fall asleep!"

Utravsky’s expression calmed down uncontrollably, and he uttered a few words slowly: “Not…fine…”

There must be several Sequence 6s outside. They can withstand the first wave. Maybe they use the Nightmare Candle to resist it! Emlyn complained in his mind and immediately poured a cup of strange-colored potion from the small bottle at hand: "I know it's the Church of Evernight, so I prepared drugs to resist hypnosis in advance, but I don't have the materials on hand... which means the effect may not be very good!"

Although it seems humble, there is actually a bit of pride and boasting in this sentence.

After all, he was a Sequence 5 Crimson Scholar. With the tip-off from Mr. Star, and the fact that the vampires were good at pharmacy and medicine, Emlyn nervously prepared several doses of medicine to deal with the Night Path during the few minutes of waiting.

“Drink it quickly,” Emlyn urged anxiously, “Maybe it will only be effective the first few times!” Utravsky paused for a second before reaching out to take the medicinal tea, and then brought it to his mouth even more slowly.

During this process, Emlyn could clearly feel that the giant in front of him was becoming more and more peaceful, so peaceful that even his heartbeat, pulse, and breathing were rapidly slowing down and weakening. Under the monitoring of the vampire and doctor, within just a few dozen seconds, the bishop was almost turned into a corpse.

This also made Emlyn feel a subtle fear, as if he had witnessed the hidden side of this path that represented the night. How beautiful the front side was, how creepy this side was! In a head-on battle, Utravsky could probably block a Sequence 5 on the opposite side by himself, but once the opponent used a targeted attack, he might fall asleep without anyone noticing!
Gulp! The giant bishop drank Emlyn's medicinal tea in one gulp. The bitter and spicy taste rolled down his tongue into his esophagus and then rushed to his brain.

Utravsky couldn’t help coughing twice, and his eyes gradually brightened.

"It worked." He simply nodded, gradually coming out of the negative influence of the dream.

Emlyn breathed a sigh of relief.

At this time, the Harvest Church was quiet, no one was awake, only the even breathing sounds and people's peaceful faces proved that they were not dead yet, but had fallen into a beautiful sleep.

"I prepared some medicines, all of which were made urgently, and the quality varies." Emlyn lowered his voice subconsciously and took out five test tubes from his arms. "What should we do now? Should we go out?"

Utravsky glanced at the five test tubes with a look of relief and love, then he slowly walked down the stage and pushed open the door of the church.

"Beheading failed."

The street outside the Harvest Church was equally quiet. Only a senior deacon in black slowly opened his eyes and looked at the parish captain of the Mandated Punishers who was pacing impatiently beside him: "I have figured out the sequence ability, but the defense ability is not as good as the 'Guardian'."

"So it is indeed a Sequence 6?"

The Mandated Punisher frowned tightly, with tiny lightning crackling around him. He pointed in the direction of the Harvest Church and said:
"The assassination attempt in the dream failed. It must be because the vampire viscount reacted. Even if you lose the bet by alerting the Sequence 5, you have to listen to me from now on. Vampires who have lived for hundreds of years are troublesome, let alone a young viscount."

"What's your plan? What if they take the people inside the church as hostages and don't come out?"

"Then charge in." The Mandated Punisher said disapprovingly, "Your people continue to deal with the giant, and I will deal with the vampires."

The senior deacon was about to say something, but at this moment, a slight sound came from the direction of the Harvest Church, and the giant bishop pushed open the door on his own initiative, as if a wall suddenly appeared in the door, and behind the gap between the wall and the door were many quietly sleeping faces.

"Oh, you're quite courageous. It looks like you're not going to sit still and wait for death."

The Mandated Punisher was rubbing his hands in anticipation. Suddenly, a silver-white lightning flashed across the sky, illuminating the entire church in every detail. Countless bats suddenly appeared on the roof, chimneys, and windowsills of this small church. There seemed to be countless pairs of blood-red eyes looking at them in the shadows. The Mandated Punisher squinted his eyes. In the dark clouds that gradually gathered above the church, a small red moon was looming.

The surrounding environment was changed. Under the blood moon, spirituality quickly became active. The requiem masters and necromancers all felt the agitation of the spirits with which they had contracted.

"Spells from the moon and the dark realm?" The Mandated Punisher muttered loudly, intrigued by this unprecedented opponent. He had no idea that this powerful and dangerous vampire in his eyes was now thinking about how to deal with him. "It's quite intimidating!"

Utravsky watched them calmly as he walked down the steps step by step and came to the open space in front of the church. The light of the morning sun condensed into a giant sword as wide as a palm, cutting jagged marks on the ground.

"Returning to the earth is also the mercy of the Mother Goddess." He looked at the senior deacon of the Church of Evernight with whom he had just fought in his dream.

The deacons of the Church of Darkness remained silent, with a little respect and helplessness as they lit up the stars on their chests. Because they all knew the goal of this operation, and they didn't say anything like "lay down your weapons and surrender so you can keep your life and get a lighter sentence."

"What nonsense are you talking about? If you want to hit me, do it now. I'm waiting to get off work so I can go back and teach my son how to write!"

The Punisher laughed, and suddenly burst into song, like the rumble of thunder in a rainstorm:
"Lord! Please don't calm the raging waves!"

"Please give me the strength to defeat it!!"

Suddenly, a strong wind blew up, and all the friendly forces suddenly felt their heartbeats like drums, their blood flowing faster, and their bodies filled with strength. They almost wanted to get on the sailboat immediately, control the rudder, and go to the sea in the rain to fight the fierce wind and rain!
Swarms of bats flapped their wings and took off, making piercing sounds, resisting the songs that upset him and keeping their bodies steady in the strong wind.

"It's a bit prickly... Are you so fierce right away?!"

Hiding in the dark, Emlyn was a little nervous and uneasy. With very little combat experience, he had originally planned to cooperate with Sharon and Maric of the Temperance Faction to hunt down members of the Indulgence Faction to practice his skills. Unexpectedly, he became someone else's prey before the hunt even started. Not only did he have to pay attention to resisting the lullaby songs in his ears, he also had to dodge lightning. Seeing the Punisher rushing up with the wind, Emlyn cursed the other party for being unreasonable in his heart while quickly thinking of a countermeasure.

Just then, a bat suddenly noticed something strange.

It was as if someone poked his head out from the wall, and while all the red gloves were still dreaming, one guy opened one eye and kept winking at the bat.

TBC
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Updating twice a week is against the will of heaven, so dying on the way is also normal.

The Wandering Earth is really good. Suddenly I thought that the little girl is actually the girl in red...

Oh, I saw someone said to have a short review of Man Jiang Hong. My review is why I didn't sleep through the whole thing!!! Damn, I thought it was about Yue Fei, so I went to watch it. How come there should be some "evil prevails over justice", what about this is after Yue Fei's death, well, there must be redress and delayed justice, right? What about you guys investigated the whole episode and in the end the Chinese class collectively recited "Man Jiang Hong", let Qin Hui recite "Man Jiang Hong"??? Are you expecting to move him to lick off his lifeline and commit suicide with a poem??? Qin Hui was in front of you, you didn't chop him off, you let him live and continue to harm others, right??? It's also said that Qin Gui didn't die in history, then I say that Man Jiang Hong was not Yue Fei's last words in history, what kind of nonsense is that, it's just a joke, I thought that Man Jiang Hong was about Qin Hui's family being chopped into pieces and thrown into the river to feed the fish, dyeing the river water red, I admit that I'm a bit radical, but Geneva, give me back!