The Secret Code of Monsters.

Chapter 986: Green Knight and Bullet Hound

Chapter 986 Ch.985 Green Knight and Bullet Hound
Golden Bullet and his Bullet Hound are heading to the South Side.

The territory of the Just Church.

The fleas in the dark night are not bullet-proof at all - I don't know if Roland was cursed by someone, he is like a certain night...

I sprained my ankle again.

The roof of a family's house collapsed.

Halida was both distressed and angry.

I felt sorry for Roland's ankle and was angry about why the family had no sense to build their house in this place - didn't the woman in the house have a husband? Didn't the husband work? He didn't even know how to fix the roof when it was soft? What did he do all day?
The furious Miss Dog wanted to pull out her knife, wake the man up, and ask him some questions.

"When it comes to being unreasonable, you cultists are not much different."

Roland was also very angry.

He didn't understand why he sprained his ankle when he could break the stone wall with one punch.

"Um…"

"Maybe it's your cuteness."
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What...point?

In short.

Half an hour away.

It ended up taking an hour and a half.

(Because Halida stopped by two jewelry stores on the way - she said that Miss Rose told her that if you want to be an excellent person, you must develop good habits.)
Roland picked out a pocket watch inlaid with shells.

And accused her of being like Rose and stealing other people's things.

Being a thief is not a respectable profession.

"You don't look like a human at all."

The Church of Justice was in a mess because of Vanessa. When Roland and Halida lay on the roof and looked over, the golden-roofed building was brightly lit in the night.

These days I'm going to be angry all night long.

"They really like gold."

"Representing Thunder, sir," Halida obviously did a lot of homework: "Eternal Libra, the god of thunder, fire and order - sir, where will they hide the people?"

"If they weren't stupid..."

Roland guessed that in order to avoid the same stupid thing as Vanessa, this batch of sacrifices should be "discarded" - replaced with a new batch that has definitely not been tampered with...

But there is nothing that can be done to remedy the situation; the Justice Church has already lost face.

——The Holy Grail also wrote some "interesting things" about the Just Church's past. I wonder if they sent anyone to the church to vent their anger.

"look."

Roland pursed his lips.

"Someone will lead the way for us."

A gloomy midnight without light.

A sneaky shadow was tiptoeing around Roland's position and moving towards the side of the golden-roofed building.

Roland motioned for Halida to follow.

"It's far worse than Rose."

The master and servant fell far behind, watching it knock down guard after guard, its cloak making a rustling sound.

Just by looking at the punches and kicks, you can't tell the opponent's path.

Wrapped too tightly.

"Ms. Rose is the best."

Halida responded quietly.

When it comes to stealing, Halida thinks that no thief in London is as good as Rose. Roland doesn’t even know what kind of poison Rose gave her maid...

Two people climbed over the wall one after the other.

"If I were the arbitrator of the Church of Justice..."

Before Roland could finish his words, a strong wave swept over them like a whip.

"I'll set a trap tonight."

Clang——

Halida drew out her two swords and immediately stood in front of Roland.

An explosion was heard behind the golden-domed building.

Roland looked up.

Overcast.

The dome roared.

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"Libra is a very 'troublesome' path, Crow's Mouth."
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You didn't say 'powerful'.

"Because they are not 'powerful' - what do you think about justice?"
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Balance? Equality?
"Equality on which side?"

"Be careful, Roland. You have entered the range of 'power'."

Galloping.

Roland felt that the "secret" in his body was "freezing" little by little - that's right.

It's not flowing, but freezing.

It was as if there was a special breath forcing them to sleep.

"This is a ritual that Libra ritualists can participate in at the same time: through the power of the superposition field, the power of the majority within the range is balanced..."

"The person who arranged this ritual is very evil. If even you can sense it, then - the level of power that can be exerted in the 'field' now is: second ring... or first ring."
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How did you know?
"Your math isn't good enough." "Be careful."

Thunder roared.

On the scorched earth where the thunder snake had passed, Roland saw a group of humanoid "dead trees" dancing wildly in the lightning. They were humanoid in form, holding spears, swords, and shields made of vines. They were in an umbrella shape, sparse in front and dense in the back, protecting their "master".

The man who was wrapped tightly in black robe is now covered with a layer of tightly fitting "rattan armor".

From time to time, thunder would fall to the ground and crush his soldiers.

But soon.

From the surrounding jungle, a new body reawakened and joined the battlefield.

The golden robed ritualists around them were half-kneeling on the ground. In front of them, there was only one person standing, pretending to raise a gun.

"Crossbow."
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what?
"Use 'Double Law' and 'Balance' to restrain the enemy, and then use 'Crossbow' to finish them off - this is a rare lesson, Roland."

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Name: Crossbow

Type: Grand Ceremony

Description: Omitted.

Physical fitness is improved, and resistance to elements is greatly increased.

The ritualist who completes this great ritual can master the power to call down thunder in the "field".

They no longer feared the wrath of the sky.

'How can we correct the tilted scales of this chaotic and unfair world?'

God said.

'Every clear roar and explosion.'

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"Name": Double Law
Type: Road Force
Description: Omitted.

To lower or raise the 'secret' within a certain range.

Note: Being on the verge of 'drying up' and 'overflowing' is dangerous.

Every sailor understands the difference between the ocean and the land.

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「Name」: Balance
「Type」: Ceremony (single/multiplayer)

Description: Omitted.

Balance the forces within the range.

After advancement, it is even possible to balance 'wounds' and 'curses'.

Note: Is there an essential difference between balance and plunder?

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It is difficult to discern outlines in a lightless night.

But as the thunder plowed through the earth like daylight fire, scorching every inch of red soil, the other two uninvited guests soon came into the sight of the Librans - they shouted loudly, in fear, screaming, and making cries of disbelief in the roar.

In the scorching fire of the explosion.

The outline of the person in white gauze gradually became clear.

It is a lion, a snake, a sparrow, an alien, a deformed two-headed monster, a father, a lover, a mother or a daughter.

The leading Libran almost accidentally smashed an innocent stone plate.

"Cultist!"

he shouted.

Some time ago, London was abuzz with the Thousand Faces, a cultist who could make everyone see a different 'face', and the skinning butcher who called himself the Winged One -

just now.

It is clear what organization he comes from.

The Libran forced himself to look away from 'Mother's' face.

Moving on to that 'Hound' mask.

"tea party…"

He squeezed out a word through his teeth.

"Good evening, messengers of thunder."

The 'mother' bowed in a strange manner.

He said.

"I'm the golden bullet."

"F***--do you have to give it a name like that?"

In the midst of a raging flame, Halida stepped forward holding two scimitars.