Brush up the favorability and turn the heroines into bosses

The Red Gloves at the sixth seat are not like the Duchess who has just been promoted to stage seven. She has already stabilized and mastered her strength.

"So let's go quickly. That madman can't enter Oakland City. As long as we are in Oakland City, we must be safe. At least it is safer than this place that this guy keeps saying. Come back with me."

Weilin urged Heilite again and glared fiercely at Leah opposite her.

"Haha, a hermit society? A hermit society at stage seven scared you so much? That's really funny."

Leah looked at Weilin sarcastically, not wanting to be outdone. There was no trace of fear on her face.

"Stop making sarcastic remarks here. You haven't seen the Stage 7 'Omicron Clone', have you? Otherwise, how could you say such stupid things?"

Weilin just assumed that Leah had never met the Duchess and that weird lunatic.

Only when you have witnessed stage seven with your own eyes, when you personally stand in front of the Duchess who has merged with the body of Asian dragon, and when you see the strange flames released by that madman with your own eyes, can you understand the gap between you and the other party.

She was at stage six, and Leah was also at stage six. Weilin didn't think that Leah, who was at the same level as her, had any way to deal with stage seven, which she was helpless against and could only defend against.

"Well, I have certainly never seen a stage seven 'Omicron clone'."

What Weilin didn't expect was that Liya openly admitted that she had never seen Stage 7. Before Weilin could finish her mocking words, Liya continued. "But so what? Do you think I, as a lord, am just role-playing? I am ready to kill Stage 7 in my territory."

Seeing the expression on Leah's face that didn't seem like a joke at all, Weilin triggered her "stubbornness".

"If you can do it, I can do it too. If I use the power of the Tree of Life, I also have a chance to kill Stage Seven!"

Liya looked at Weilin who was so aggressive in front of her and raised the corner of her mouth in disdain.

Weilin was immediately enraged, and her face turned red.

"Well, now is not the time for us to fight among ourselves. If I'm not mistaken, the sixth seat should be almost here. Angus will not miss such an opportunity."

Blacklett looked out the window, and his words startled the two girls. Following Blacklett's line of sight, Leah and Weilin saw the Holy Spear flying in from the window.

There was a bow-tied note tied to the holy spear.

After opening the note and reading its contents, Blacklett smiled as if to say "as expected".

Taking out the substitute potion, Black Light wrote a note, tied the potion to the holy spear and threw it out.

The expected guests arrived at the door.

Chapter 130: The Sixth Seat, War Begins

Looking at the city in front of him, Anges breathed a sigh of relief.

According to the tombstone in his hand, Weilin is currently in the city in front of him, which also means that his time of torture with the Sixth Red Glove is finally coming to an end.

The sixth seat also felt happy. A handsome young man with long hair was standing on a pile of scrap metal, gazing at the city not far away. The skin on his face and neck seemed to be moving strangely as if it was agitated.

"This is it, right? Which city is this? I've never been here before, and I'm not in the mood to appreciate the scenery since that bitch is always chasing me."

Recalling the unpleasant memory, Red Glove stamped his feet.

Suddenly, the pile of cars under the red gloves' feet started to burn with a foul smell and melted bit by bit without any flames.

Anges had seen such a weird scene many times. The Red Gloves did not stop killing along the way, which was not in line with Anges' aristocratic reserve, but he was powerless to stop it, not to mention that the whole city in front of him would be sacrificed next.

"This should be..."

Before Angos could say the name of the city that was about to meet its doom, Red Gloves interrupted him.

"It doesn't matter. Anyway, we just need to kill all these people. If we kill all the people here, we can find the two guys who killed the Duchess. It's really fun. I can't help myself now."

As he spoke, the skin on Red Gloves' face became more and more strangely bulging, as if something was crawling excitedly under Red Gloves' skin.

Angos remembered the rumors he had heard about the red gloves. He suddenly felt nauseous and chose to look away from the red gloves.

"However, Master Sixth Seat, I think it's fine to kill everyone here, but we should also be careful that the other party might escape. If they escape, it will be useless even if we kill everyone here."

Hearing what Ange said, Red Gloves felt a little dissatisfied that his interest was interrupted.

He placed his hand on the top of the Angos doll's head, making an unpleasant "crunching" sound. It was the sound of the Angos doll's scalp being lifted up and leaving scratches on the skull.

Sensing the Sixth Seat's unstable emotions, Angos had to remind him.

"Sir Sixth Seat, if you destroy my body, I'm afraid I'll have to wait until tomorrow for a new doll to arrive here."

"I'm not saying how important I am, but if you destroy my body, no one will help you identify the two murderers who killed the Duchess."

"Without me, you might let our target escape. If you don't care, you can damage my puppet."

Red Gloves looked down expressionlessly at the Angers doll in front of him, which had only half of its body left, and then he smiled again.

"Yes, you are right, Angus. I was too excited. After all, I have been wandering around that damn city with plants for three whole months. I have not been able to enter there for these three months. Now there is finally a city that I can enter at any time. I am a little too happy, hahahahahaha."

Raising his hand, Red Gloves patted Angus's head with a chuckle, as if he was rewarding a dog.

Red Gloves seemed happy, but Angus was not so happy.

"So what do you have in mind, cunning Angos?"

"Of course, I can actually continue chasing that hybrid elf half-blood all the way. I will kill everyone wherever she stops, but doing so will attract the bitches from the Holy Church, which is very unpleasant."

"Anges, you should be able to come up with some interesting ideas, right? A way that will allow me to kill for fun while preventing those bastards from escaping."

Angos held the tombstone in his hand and nodded.

"Yes, I have a way to block the entire city, but before that we must carefully confirm whether the elf hybrid is in this city."

The Red Glove didn't say anything. He just looked at Angus in front of him. The red-stained white glove was crushing the body of Blacklett's puppet out of boredom.

Obviously, Red Gloves had no interest in asking questions one by one, and Angus was well aware of this.

So he had made preparations in advance. Looking at the figure walking towards him, Anges made his speech brief.

"This is Miss Lei, the newly promoted 198th seat of the Hermit Order. She is here to pass on news to us. On the surface, she is an outstanding knight who is about to become a bishop of the Holy Church, but secretly, she is a seat member of our Hermit Order."

"It is an honor to meet you two, the Sixth Master and the Fourteenth Master."

Raphney bowed and greeted the two strange creatures in front of her who were not quite human.

"Hello Miss Lei."

Although he is a puppet, Angus maintains his noble etiquette.

What's more, the Miss Lei in front of him and his Rebecca share the same initials.

"explain."

The red gloves were not as troublesome a courtesy as Angus's. He glanced at Ravnni in front of him with a strange look, and that look gave Ravnni goose bumps.

"I have confirmed that there was indeed a magical fluctuation before, but it has not yet been confirmed where the other party disappeared. I need some time for the Templar Knights to investigate." Raphney said this quickly.

She did not look up to see the expressions of Angesi and Red Gloves, for fear that one of her actions would cause dissatisfaction on the other side.

It’s just a pity that even if she didn’t do anything, this report alone would be enough to make the Red Gloves dissatisfied.

"What's the use of you then? The Hermit Society is really raising more and more useless people. Just kill them."

The red gloves so simply and so casually determined Ravni's fate.

"Wait a minute, Sixth Seat, if we kill her, we won't be able to confirm whether the other party is in this city."

Seeing the red gloves reaching out to Raphney, Angos hurriedly stopped him.

"Is that important?"

The man with the red gloves looked at Anges in front of him with a sneer. His words left Anges speechless for a moment. When the red-stained white glove was about to touch Ravnie, Ravnie dodged and turned and ran away.

If you don't run now, you will definitely die.

However, facing the sixth seat of the Hermit Society, the magician with the strength of the seventh stage "Omicron" seemed to be of no use in running away.

"what!"

After running a few steps, Raphne's whole body was burning with black flames.

The black flames appeared without warning and instantly engulfed Raphne, with foul-smelling black smoke rising from her body.

However, this time, Raphne did not slowly dissolve like before, but turned into a red crystal. The crystal shattered, then turned into a light spot and disappeared. There was no trace of Raphne's body at the place.

"Hahahaha, I found the bitch."

However, Red Gloves' gaze was not on the disappearing Raphne, but on the black flames rising into the sky not far away.

The black flames that ignited from the other side seemed to cover an area as large as a football field, which was far from comparable to the flame that had just ignited "Raphne".

Admiring the dazzling firelight, Red Gloves clapped his hands, grabbed the half of Angos's puppet body, and walked towards the city not far away.

"Well, the Templar bitch who has been following me has suffered a lot. The weakness of these Templar bitches is that they want to save everyone, including the woman who just met us with the substitute potion."

"Although we didn't kill her, she doesn't have the strength to hinder us for the time being. Angos, we can start now."

"The Miss Lei you introduced doesn't look like an honest person either, so let's have some fun killing."

Looking at the crazy and mad man with red gloves on his face, Ange lowered his head silently.

Chapter 131 "Queen Victor"

In the city, Raphne and Victor were standing on the empty streets.

When the Philosopher's Stone in her hand shattered, Ravni frowned with a heavy face and sorrow, while Victor smiled as if he was having fun.

Victor adjusted his glasses and looked at Ravni beside him.

"It seems that the other party is not a complete fool. The target of the Red Gloves is the Valkyrie of your Holy Church."

"Of course, it wouldn't be surprising if Red Gloves really wanted to kill you. A madman of this strength wouldn't be able to think normally."

"Now your stand has been exposed, and the Valkyrie that your Holy Church relies on is injured. What should we do next, Miss Lei?"

Although Ravni was very dissatisfied with Victor's attitude of watching a show, the facts were just as Victor said.

Originally, she wanted to rely on the Valkyrie of the Templar Church to stop the other party. The Sixth Red Glove of the Hermit Order has always been on the blacklist of the Templar Church, and those who pose a major threat in the Hermit Order will be monitored.

Red Gloves attacked the Valkyrie in a sneak attack. Although the Valkyrie, who was also in the seventh stage, was not killed, she was inevitably injured. However, it was impossible for the Valkyrie to stop Red Gloves from entering the city.

"Bishop Eret and the Templar Knights have already evacuated the citizens. Currently, the general public has been sent to the underground shelter."

"The underground shelter is guarded by the Templar Knights and Bishop Leiter, and is also protected by mechanisms and magic spells. There should be no problem."

After receiving the warning from the Valkyrie, Raphne, the Valkyrie candidate, immediately mobilized the Templar Knights to arrange for refuge.

Originally this was just a precaution, but the Valkyrie was unable to stop the red gloves from entering the city, and the exercise turned into an actual combat.