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Chapter 55 Daolong, You Come at the Right Time

The Dark Killer had sharp senses. When Moss saw him, he also sensed Moss's presence. Without saying a word, he summoned a boomerang and threw it towards Moss's location.

The boomerang has three sharp blades, and when it rotates at high speed, it is like a circular saw, unstoppable!

Ding!
Suddenly, the boomerang stopped, no longer spinning or moving forward.

Just because a hand grabbed one of the sharp blades, that hand was wearing a white glove, it was Moss's left hand.

Compared with the bare right hand, the gloved left hand has a higher defensive power.

"!"

The dark killer was stunned. He actually caught the boomerang with his hands?

This is ten times more powerful than catching a sword with bare hands!

The Dark Killer's surprise only lasted for a moment. He did not have rich emotions and did not have any unnecessary fear. Even though he felt the opponent's strength, he still raised his hand and aimed at the boomerang.

Buzz!
Moss felt the boomerang in his hand trembling. It was obvious that the dark killer in front of him was controlling it remotely. All dark killers have the ability to control their own weapons remotely.

But how could she let the other party succeed?
He turned his right hand and took off the pink ribbon tied around his arm.

The prototype of this ribbon is the shawl worn by immortals in myths and legends. There is a string of digital words written on it, giving people a mysterious feeling. The material of the ribbon is also very strong.

The pink ribbon was wrapped around the boomerang like a python, with three layers inside and three layers outside, wrapping it up like a dumpling. The purple light of heaven condensed on the surface further isolated the connection between the dark killer and the boomerang.

"?!" The Dark Killer was shocked again.

Although he knew he was no match for his opponent, he still rushed towards Mo Si, as if trying to snatch the weapon back.

Mo Si took a half step back, turned his body and did a roundhouse kick. His slender right leg swung out like a white python, as fast as a whip, and the hard heel of his high heel hit the dark killer's face hard.

Bang!
The damage was enough to cause the Dark Killer to become a ball of black smoke and disappear without a trace.

"Why is he gone?" Just then, a little girl's voice came from the side.

Following the voice, it turned out to be Xiaoyu.

Mo Si subconsciously said: "Xiaoyu, why are you here..."

Xiaoyu said, "Take the stairs."

Yes, with the rabbit spell, walking up the stairs is as fast as lightning.

Mo Si thought about this and sighed in his heart. Xiaoyu is a child with too strong subjective initiative.

Xiaoyu asked, "Who is that strange guy?"

"The Dark Killer, he escaped." said Moss.

After being hit hard, the Dark Killer will turn into black smoke and disappear. This is the "recycling" mechanism set up by Daolong.

I have to say that this mechanism is quite humane.

You don't have to worry about your subordinates never coming back, nor do you have to worry about accidentally killing them when punishing them...

"Dark Killer? Is he the Holy Lord's minion?" Xiaoyu asked.

"No, he is from another force."

Mo Si wanted to find Daolong, but the Dark Killer would never take her there, so she used her ribbon to wrap around the Dark Killer's weapon, the boomerang, which could help her find Daolong.

Just add a tracking spell.

While she can't track spells, Daddy can.

Mo Si looked at Xiaoyu and said with a smile: "Let's go, Xiaoyu, let's go catch the Dark Killer."

"Great!" Xiaoyu is a girl who likes excitement.

She liked Mooseland and was even more fond of anything eccentric, especially anything involving magic.

……

On the other side, there is an old house in the deserted mountain area.

There was a purple light source in the house that was supposed to be dark and uninhabited. When I got closer, I saw that it was a pot filled with fluorescent purple liquid, just like the pot that witches used to brew potions in various stories.

This pot also has an owner, but he is not a witch, but the most powerful dark wizard in the world today.

White hair, heterochromatic eyes, black clothes, and thin waist.

This is an old man, his name is Daolong.

As a black air wizard, Daolong's body is filled with black air, forming a black air space.

He can use this black energy to cast magic, or create dark killers, and the dark killers can also actively or passively return to the black energy space in his body. "Hmm?"

Daolong sensed that a dark killer had returned.

"arts!"

Daolong waved his staff and summoned the dark killer who had just returned.

The dark killer named "Wen" had nothing in his hands.

Daolong said with a straight face: "I asked you to collect the talismans, but you came back like this. Were you killed by someone? Tell me who it was!"

The Dark Killer cannot speak and cannot explain who killed him.

Daolong certainly knew that the Dark Killer couldn't speak, and he wasn't asking the Dark Killer, but the pot in front of him - the alchemy pot. The scene that the Dark Killer had seen before gradually emerged from the purple liquid.

An angel, a beautiful female angel.

Daolong frowned: "Why does this angel have a dark aura?"

An angel is supposed to be righteous, but how could she have evil aura?

Moreover, the appearance of positive energy of this magnitude as an angel should be able to prompt the black energy to create a demon-level vacancy.

Dao Long pinched his chin and thought: "But I didn't feel the vacancy, except for that time more than 20 years ago... Wait, could the black energy on her body be the black energy vacancy that appeared more than 20 years ago?"

The more I think about it, the more likely it becomes!
This angel not only ate from the bowl, but also looked at what was in the pot, snatching away the empty space left by the black air.

That's my spot!

mine!

Daolong was very excited. At this moment, he sensed the return of a dark killer.

"sweet!"

Daolong suppressed his anger and summoned the returning Dark Killer.

As soon as the dark killer named "Gan" appeared, he showed an octagonal stone in the palm of his hand, with tiger-shaped patterns in the shape of Tai Chi on it.

"Tiger spell!"

Daolong was pleasantly surprised. He took the tiger talisman and examined it carefully, and said with emotion: "Ah, the power of balance. It can help me achieve inner peace."

For a practitioner, inner peace is the best state of practice.

At least you don’t have to worry about side effects such as operational errors or obsession.

However, Daolong is not satisfied with the talisman existing only as an external object. He wants to absorb the magic power of the talisman into his body so that he can use it more easily.

So he put the tiger talisman aside, walked to the cauldron, placed his hands on the water, and chanted magic spells.

When he finished chanting the spell, a dark purple light appeared on his hands.

When he took his hands back, he saw a mouthpart full of sharp teeth appearing in the palms of his hands.

great!
Daolong raised the corner of his mouth slightly and turned to look at the tiger talisman.

He walked forward, placed his hands on the tiger talisman, and continued to chant the spell.

As the spell was chanted, the tiger talisman emitted a faint blue light.

The blue light floated into the air. Upon closer inspection, a tiger-shaped energy body was vaguely seen in it. It symbolized the magic of the tiger talisman. Under Daolong's spell, it broke away from the tiger talisman and flew towards Daolong.

Daolong smiled happily and opened his hands to welcome the magic: "Ah, the power of balance is about to..."

Before he could finish his words, a white figure knocked him away.

"belong to me!"

The magic power of the tiger talisman flew into the white figure's body.

She had waist-length blonde hair, snow-white skin, an iron mask covering most of her face, and a white single-legged one-piece hollow bodysuit that showed off her graceful curves.

There are two leather belts tied around her waist, two leather belts on her right leg, a sacred ring on her left ankle, a pair of high heels on her feet, and eight angel wings on her back...

Holiness and seduction coexist, bondage and liberation exist together, purity and desire are one.

Like a tortured saint, a fallen angel—

Moss Angewomon!

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