The penultimate Ah who caused the old leader of the rats was very troublesome, but was also killed in the enchantment.

The last ten of the clan synthetic monsters roared 'scolding, scolding', but it was a tired thirst.

Slowly retracting his fingers, Huang Zheng sighed: "So, what gave you the courage to come to me?" ”

"Ahhh......h It hurts... Abomination......"

"You can't get in without an alliance, and you have asked me so much. Although it is possible to devour you in the future, there is no need to increase the workload of the BB.

In this hopeless situation, you shouldn't be lying. Would you like to try it? There's a small chance I'll spare your life. Huang Zheng said to the Dead Apostle creature with half of his body.

"Huh... Gollum...... You've really forgotten about it...... Don't you feel disconciled? ”

Huang Zheng showed an interested look: "Oh? ”

"Why are we here today? It's supposed to be different from what you remember, right? Tosaka Tokitoki's age, the 2004 field covered by artificial intelligence......

This country is pieced together from pieces of pieces, but what about the rest? The space you have destroyed, the dregs of which gather are our vengeful resentment! ”

"Is it the old me again?" Huang Zheng frowned and simply raised his hand.

"Our Leader, the ...... of the Twenty-Seven Ancestors of the Dead Apostles"

"It's my business."

Gandr！

Contains too much Nordic magic bullet, and it is shot in one hit.

Burst!

Half of the body is stupid, and the flesh and blood explode into a heap.

Huang Zheng turned around, took off the work card under his chest, and immediately said to the BB on the side: "Search it, there should be a spy report for the illusionist in their dissection." ”

BB sighed, and then found a quiet place for Huang Zheng to unfold the Book of Ten Thousand Principles, and read all the Dead Apostles that were killed.

"It's been investigated. It's like a spy revealed by an illusionist named Fils Nilgrud. ”

Huang Zheng frowned, thinking in his mind for a few seconds without obtaining a relevant material.

"Is it trash fish again? Forget it, let's kill it together! Kill those guys behind the scenes, and they will always be discovered. BB, let's postpone shopping for the time being! ”

He's already a little upset.

BB was sensible, and after a hum, he quickly called up the enemy's message: "That illusionist is currently in the square on the surface of Westminster Abbey, as if he was waiting for the Dead Apostles to gather. ”

"Very good."

First back to the inn, picked up the sleeping little Aita up, Huang Zheng called a taxi, and rushed to the gate of Westminster Abbey.

……

Fils Neergrud, male, age 32.

It took another 100 years and three generations to become the new illusionist family of the Clock Tower, which was given by the ancestors 500 years ago to become their illusion master.

It is like the bias to the origin that most family members have, just like the 'ultimate' pursued by Baruyereta and the 'celestial body' pursued by Animsfia.

Their clan also pursued 'goblins' in an attempt to reach their origins.

Of course, the so-called 'goblin' does not refer to the creatures of the whole country inside, but is a kind of research similar to the 'magic heart', 'grail core', and 'infinite magic'.

Although it has been inherited for 13 generations now, it has gradually declined, not to mention the path of the previous generation, and it is very difficult to combine the funds of the seminar room today.

Their family is not as complete as the twelve families of the clock tower combined, and they run the industry of the whole country. The consequences of standing on the wrong side in World War I and World War II also led to the instantaneous interruption of their clan's inheritance.

For the sake of this, I probably forgot about the 'Thousand Worlds Tree' of Romania's profit-making fas......

"Damned Darnick......" he gritted his fist firmly.

Not far away, not far from the recovery of their clan.

When that fellow from the Inheritance Department made the decision come true, the Great Psychic Illusion Circuit in London's underground caused the Great Spiritual Vein Illusion Circuit to surge and the Divine Generation particles to leak......

The discussion of their clan has also been restored.

That's right, the only way to grasp the one-sided burning, Astarudi Aita Animsfia, who is known as the 'Son of God (Global Terminal)'.

That small body contains a magical hearth that is completely crushed by the so-called 'illusion circuit', comparable to that of the legendary King Arthur.

Whoever has a body is bound to be able to make their family's research reach the vortex of origin.

A car came to a halt from the front, and out of front of him stepped a figure holding a baby.

Fils was stunned for a moment, and then thought to himself, "Didn't this guy be solved by that group of dead apostles?" ”

When he gave feedback, he got up from the bench.

"Do you think you can escape? Lecturer. Huang Zheng said with a blank face.

Zhou Mi asked BB to investigate the young illusionist who was currently in his prime, and Huang Zheng later discovered that the other party was the lecturer of the clock tower.

But with such an identity, there are no heroes for him.

"Huang Zheng...... Gordo. Fils's face was gloomy.

He was here and there and he was digging in a posture aimed at him, which meant that the Dead Apostles had been wiped out.

Fils gritted his teeth: "It's really useless, it's really garbage in the shadows." ”

"You're also quite a bit of an identity." Huang Zheng said lightly.

He stepped forward, stretching out his illusion gloves and muttering in a low voice.

【High-Speed Prophetic Words】

In the middle of the foot, the silver-white magic particles dispersed and converged into a huge magic array, covering the entire area in front of Westminster Abbey.

The surrounding pedestrians are still able to walk hand-in-hand, and they are dismissed first by anatomy ground.

Despite being just an illusion of 'dismissing idlers', Fils's eyes widened in shock.

He knew what it meant to 'chant instantaneously' and 'use the Great Source'......

"Magician......" he muttered in disbelief, "it can't be...... The clock tower probably overlooks this kind of information. No, we probably don't know your strength!? ”

"Since I was a magician, the whole country was in a state of decline. Gandr！ ”

Huang Zheng stretched out his finger and simply shot a violent magic bullet.

Seeing this powerful and swift spell, Fils was not an idiot who would just stand in place and wait for death, the upper layer of the skin of his arm under the suit expounded a silver illusion circuit, and his fingers drew two magical words in midair.

A summoner of energy flashes to him now, acting as a puppet for a stand-in.

The magic bullet struck the golem with a thud.

Worthy of a magician...... He thought to himself.

However, his purpose has been reached.

Quickly slashed a magic rune in mid-air, summoning a dark shadow from another dimension.

I saw that the demon suddenly parted a shadow crack that stretched for more than ten meters, and his body was also covered in pitch black.

"Goodbye, we'll meet again. Huang Zheng Godot. Fils melted into the shadows.

"The properties of the sustenance, the illusion that burrows into the shadows? There is a purpose...... But it's still too slow, and it's too weak. ”

Huang Zheng still punched a finger, but this time it was not the Nordic Gandr, but the innocent energy magic bullet.

Phils couldn't help but lose his words.

He didn't see the magic bullet chanting under the other party's project, let alone improve an illusion in the magic bullet that had already been played.

Completely instantaneous、Even more fluent than Ah who Aozaki Aoko uses illusions......

Wow——!

In the next second, his Shadow Angel Demon was imprisoned in mid-air and couldn't roll around, and simply disintegrated back into the country.

And the nature of the demon was missed, and his illusion that burrowed into the crack of the shadow was also self-defeating.

Half of his body was completely squeezed out, and Phils collapsed not far from the bench, covering his blood-stained lower body, his face full of defeat and unwillingness.

Huang Zheng stepped forward step by step, and whispered in his mouth: "ICE!" ”

The atmosphere in the atmosphere quickly compressed the density of moisture under the convergence of magical power, and then the cold wind blew and started the movement of materials.

The condensed dragon brain sound sounded slowly, and only an ice gun was seen, which unfolded step by step with the arrival of Huang Zheng's figure.

It wasn't until he got to the front of Fils that the ice spear condensed and was simply clenched in mid-air.

Fils opened his mouth and said in surprise, "Are you expected to kill me?" Huang Zheng Godot. ”

Huang Zheng didn't respond, but Aita on his shoulder babbled at the street not far away.

"You can't do that, I'm a lecturer at the Clock Tower, protected by the Illusion Society." Fils reminded in a deep voice.

"What are you talking about?"

"I know I've done a little wrong, but I have failed before I can do it, and I can use the illusion of the network outside of my family to compensate you. There is no need to make such a big deal about this work.

I heard that your memory has been lost, so I want to remind you that the results of killing me are not proportional to the results of sparing me.

You are a magician, but if you break the rules of the Illusion Society, you will be punished. And after your death, the Animsfia family, the monarch of the celestial department, will not be able to get rid of it.

And leave me alone, and I'll tell you all the espionage. and promised by contract that it will not be directed against you again. ”

Huang Zheng stared at the current Fils wordlessly, and whispered, "Are you illusionists like this?" ”

"You illusionists?" Fils explained.

"It's a bit of a disappointment." Huang Zheng raised the ice gun.

In the distance, a woman carrying a box hurried over: "Slow! ”

"Babble, babble!" Xiao Aita used her fleshy little hand to forcibly pull Huang Zheng's chin and look over.

What a brilliant orange hair! But for her words...... I don't know why there's a kind of 'just the opposite'

Swing out the ice gun to fall faster.

Phew!

A shot simply penetrated Fils's throat, and the freezing gas of the ice gun melted into the blood vessels, and even his blood was condensed in an instant.

Fils's eyes widened in disbelief as he looked at the current tyrannical magician.

Strength has never been the hallmark of an illusionist, only common sense and reason are!

He was able to get started, especially in London......

There is nothing wrong with the study of illusion, shouldn't the attack stop at the beginning of the recognition of the problem?

What's more, he obviously has another price, and obviously shouldn't die like this.

Why? The actions of this present being are completely devoid of the rationality of the magician, only forced......

With an incomprehensible suspicion, Fils's dissection gradually sank into darkness.

To his death, Fils could not understand why he was killed even after he had chosen to surrender.

Roughly speaking...... There is a question about whether Huang Zheng Godot belongs to the same kind.

When Phils's dead artery rested, Huang Zheng pulled out the red-stained ice spear at the front, and then caused it to dissipate into frost shards and dissipate with the wind.

"Auntie, who are you?"

"Hmm...... That's an exaggeration. Regardless of our age, don't think that your soul can pretend to be innocent at my moment. How many times do you want to deceive? ”

Not far away, Orange Hair Jia snorted speechlessly, and arrived near with a large suitcase: "Really." He's right, you're going to get me in trouble. ”

"Trouble?" Huang Zheng examines the current women.

But this feeling of ape and horse was quickly extinguished in Huang Zheng's heart.

He waited for the next words of this sudden visitor, and how the other party had broken his idler's retreat enchantment.

"Ah...... With your current strength, you can indeed ignore a lot of trouble. But if you continue to kill like this, there is another secret dean of the clock tower that I have never seen before, and a parallel national gem that wanders from time to time, although it has not been excavated for hundreds of years, but these are all hidden threats. ”

The tone of this lesson made Huang Zheng feel a little subtle, and his mind was faint for a while.

A sense of immediacy followed, as if such a speech had already been deeply imprinted on the figure.

The arriving orange hair still didn't stop talking, she turned around and glanced at the video clip of the telephone pole overhead: "There is another one." You're really stupid for all illusions, and such an attitude will cause disgust. ”

"Can you see it?"

"It's not just me, the twelve Clock Towers should have been discovered. They didn't go out today, probably because you have the Animsfia family behind your back! ”

Huang Zheng's face was stunned, and he lowered his voice and said, "BB." ”

biu！

The scent blocking technique on the coat simply disintegrated, and a pitch-black halo appeared around Huang Zheng's body, and he looked at the woman in front of him in surprise.

"Well, it's really unruly, I thought it would be better to let me analyze myself. After all, it is a rare "first meeting" again, and compared with the last time there was no aftertaste at all, this formal meeting is still expected to be able to be normal. ”

"Huh?"

The woman stretched out her hand: "I'm Aozaki Orange, a noodle puppeteer." ”

"You dissect my ......" Huang Zheng stared at him glancingly, this sense of immediacy became more and more intense.

After carefully investigating the other party's face, Huang Zheng suddenly discovered that his image of the current woman was not nothing.

Aozaki orange ...... It is the same as the woman in his memory fragments, and the wrong female white-collar woman who wears a white shirt and holds a cigarette in her mouth.

But that should have been the job in 1994......

Spanning 23 years, this woman ...... Is quality an old woman?

Aozaki Orange shook her head slightly: "Anatomy or non-dissection, how to define this - suppose that the existence of a piece of face is defined as the soul, and its memory is extended from the soul, and then from the memory." Then I dissect your soul and dissect yours, but I cannot recognize your memory. ”

"You're talking about a lot of stuff."

"It's not trivial, you don't pay attention to the past self, but you have lost everything when you reach this realm, as a gentleman, I have not lost it, my past stubborn protégé. I was not easily appointed to break the seal by the clock tower, and I can't expect to see my protégé go down the same path. ”

"Protégé ......" Huang Zheng looked surprised, but still said: "Those people can't stop me." ”

"Hehe~!" There was amusement in her eyes, emotion, and a more or less looking back, but all of this was stopped by the cold lenses.