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Yi Huan hummed and walked out of the alley, a trace of unknown ashes fell from the sky, Yi Huan licked the corners of his mouth, the distant bell of the church rang, Yi Huan stretched out his hand and quietly felt the tranquility of the world.

The man in a hurried suit and leather against the backdrop of the night is most often associated with a laborer returning home, perhaps with a virtuous wife and a lovely baby waiting for him, and a hearty dinner and after-dinner walk will definitely sweep away the fatigue of the day.

If it weren't for the corpses and blood stains in the alley behind him.

Several thugs sat weakly on the ground, each with a deep wound on their necks, which was caused by the Shadow Blade, and there was no extra movement, and one blow was fatal.

There are also two werewolf fragments on the ground, yes, they are fragments like ice chips, scattered all over the ground, originally Yi Huan wanted to kill them with silver weapons, causing the scene of what the witchers did, but now his silver weapon does not seem to be able to cause damage to them.

So Yi Huan could only use magic to blow the two werewolves to pieces.

Of course, not everyone is dead, some guys who know the current affairs Yi Huan just cleaned their memories, of course, this is just a shallow way to hide, because Yi Huan feels that if there are really powerful characters looking for themselves, in this world where the soul will go to hell after death, the other party can completely trace the soul to find out the facts.

So Yi Huan felt that it was useless to hide himself too much.

Fortunately, he still got the news he wanted, about the power of the witcher.

According to the record in the werewolf's head, the witcher is an unknown force, no one knows how he came to be, and no one knows how to exercise, but all the witchers firmly believe that maybe it is God, maybe it is himself, maybe it is something, he has faith, believes, and will succeed.

Yi Huan believes in his own judgment, once he makes a judgment, he will achieve this goal, of course, it is not the kind that does not hit the south wall and does not look back, in general, he still believes in his own reason, or instinct.

It is instinct, Yi Huan can accurately judge the beginning and end of things, reason is one thing, instinct occupies a large part, every time a problem comes, Yi Huan will subconsciously find the right direction.

Many people will also have this situation, once they encountered an unknown problem, and they didn't know how to find the right way, but after careful reasoning, they didn't have the feeling they had at that time.

This is an instinct, or subconscious sixth sense.

However, although he firmly believes in such a thing, he still can't use new powers other than spiritual power and magic power, and the power of exorcism is completely absent.

Yi Huan wondered if he had lied to himself.

He left the skinny, werewolf, who couldn't tell that it was a werewolf at all, to practice his hands, as if he hadn't faced up to the power he had for a long time.

Magic power, spiritual power, two, and the division of this consciousness set to him is also very general, and his own perception of power is also very vague.

So that werewolf was very miserable, Yi Huan tossed him a lot, but fortunately, the werewolf is a race with strong self-healing ability, so it can withstand the destruction of Yi Huan.

Luck doesn't seem to be on his side since Yi Huan crossed over, but this time Yi Huan's luck seems to be good, and after studying it for more than ten minutes, Yi Huan unexpectedly received a new hint in his mind.

What an unexpected surprise, Yi Huan narrowed his eyes.

[Wizard bloodline: Every power has a source, your blood contains the power of magic, magic is magical, the magic of wizards first came from magical creatures, and now you have integrated spiritual power into your magic power, this is your power, only you can dig it. 】

[Spiritual power: Every power has a source, there are many definitions of spiritual power, maybe from yourself, maybe from the outside, maybe innate, maybe acquired, originally your spiritual power was only diffusion, but now your spiritual power has been fused with your magic power, what kind of changes will occur, only you know. 】

[Exorcism inheritance: Every power has a source, exorcism is a profession, but also a kind of faith, from the soul, from the heart, you don't have it yet, its embodiment is a kind of release, very similar to spiritual power, but it is another power]

Yi Huan sat on the rental in the evening, reading the newly received information, this time the information was more comprehensive, which may mean that he had been promoted.

Yi Huan's thoughts drifted far away, and his body seemed to be called the existence of the law body, but the power of the exorcist could not be used, I don't know what the reason was, and sure enough, it was the old saying, the more you knew, the more ignorance you appeared, Yi Huan frowned.

The taxi stops and goes, like a hobbling old man, but fortunately this is a poor neighborhood in Los Angeles, and if it is the press time in New York, you can already stop and sleep.

In order to cut corners, the car slowly drove into a silent street......

Angela walked on the road irritably, still thinking about Constantine's evil words, she scratched the back of her head and spread her hair around.

What a jerk, what she really thought in her heart at this time.

"Hey, detective." A man caught up behind him, and there was a familiar and nasty tone.

"If I sue you God made a bet with the devil, and the bet is on all human souls, would you believe it?" Konstantin followed, and the two walked into the car, discussing as they went.

Angela naturally didn't have a good temper, "I'll tell you to go back to your doctor." ”

"Don't argue with me, their agreement is that they can't directly set foot in the world, they can only exert influence, and in the end see who can win." Konstantin didn't care, and it is estimated that things that were not believed had happened many times.

"Well, I won't fight with you, but why?" Angela said perfunctorily.

"Who knows, maybe it's because it's fun." Konstantin's tone was somewhat disdainful.

"Oh, that's fun, is it fun for a husband to kill his wife, is it fun for a mother to drown her child, you blame it all on the devil? You are wrong, Konstantin, it is man, and talent is the devil. Angela shook her head, disappointed.

"You're right, human nature is inherently evil, and something guides it...... Constantine said.

"Thank you for teaching me a lesson, but unfortunately I don't believe in the devil." Angela glanced at him.

While we were talking, the street lights in the distance flashed twice, one after the other, and in the blink of an eye, the whole street was dark

One piece, not seeing the five fingers.

It's very black, this black is so deep that it seems to have never been bright.

"It's just a power outage." Angela also took a leap and subconsciously retorted.

"Not really." Konstantin concentrated, listening to the sound in the distance, there was the sound of wings, it seemed to be a winged demon, it could be dealt with, and so on, what is this, Konstantin heard a faint thump, like footsteps.

A big dick!