"You're far worse than those demons, Death Knight." Yi Huan said leisurely on the side, "Even Medusa is more combative than you, but I don't blame you, after all, ...... Is there a difference in the division of power? ”

This sentence means that although the Death Knight also belongs to the demon class of magical creatures, but compared to the demons in the exorcists, he is easier to deal with, perhaps because of the strength of the world to which he belongs, the Death Knight is not too powerful, it is indeed just equivalent to an ordinary angel, or even worse.

Aside from those natural weaknesses, the Death Knight can be regarded as a super strong human with an immortal body, he can bully and bully modern people with hot weapons, but it is obviously not enough for wizards who use the oldest of human powers.

However, Yi Huan is not interested in the strength of the Death Knight, and the shadow brought him over in a hurry just to find the carrier of this world, but Yi Huan can just use the Death Knight to learn about the creatures of demons and the life of hell.

"What have you done to me! Abominable wizards! Abraham struggled to move his legs, but unfortunately his body was like an aging machine, delayed, slow.

"Maybe I didn't do anything." Yi Huan shrugged, while insincerely continuing to maintain the petrification spell, the half-height wand continued to spread magic outward, "Maybe your axe is too heavy." ”

"That can't be!" Abraham let out an angry roar.

"Of course I knew it couldn't be." Yi Huan shook his head, "It's just a joke, you were also a funny and humorous nobleman when you were alive." But I didn't expect you to become a Death Knight later. And not only the head is gone. Even your sense of humor is gone. ”

At this time, the Headless Horseman's body had completely stiffened, like a stone sculpture, and if you went up and touched it, you would find that even his cold muscles were hard.

"It's boring." Yi Huan stretched out his hand and swiped lightly in mid-air, and a shadow cracked a small opening, and he took out a crystal stone with a faint blue light from it, and aimed it at the headless horseman Abraham in front of him.

The light emitted by the wand was refracted by the crystal and shone onto the Death Knight's body. There was a click like the breaking of ice, and then from the Death Knight's legs, a wave of cold currents appeared, slowly transforming his body into an ice sculpture.

"Don't worry, it's not ice." Although Yi Huan said this, Abraham was not at ease at all, if he had the heart, Abraham would have been motionless at this time, only his eyes were still turning occasionally in vain.

"It's time to come out." Seeing that the Death Knight was completely no longer a threat, Yi Huan put away his wand. He said calmly around the corner.

There was a sound of rustling, and the three people behind the corner walked out in turn. The lieutenant still held a pistol in her hand to keep watchful, but Crane stood there very gracefully.

Winnie returned to Yi Huan's side, he reached out and touched Winnie's head, and then slowly spoke, "Who are you?" ”

"My name is Icabord Clan." Crane, dressed in American colonial clothing, spoke first, his tone full of aria style, which seemed very charming, "This is my partner, Lieutenant Abigail Mills." ”

"Lieutenant or Detective?" Yi Huan suddenly asked.

"Detective." Mills, who had been silent beside her, finally spoke up, and it was clear that she had been unhappy with Icabodd's unauthorized distortion of her profession for a long time.

Yi nodded arrogantly, "Witness, interesting." ”

"You know us?" Crane's expression moved, and he hurriedly spoke.

"It's not an acquaintance." Yi Huan straightened his clothes, frowned, and then realized that he was still wearing that retro costume, "But in some fields, you are very famous, and you are no worse than other witnesses." ”

"Are there any other witnesses?" Crane hurriedly continued.

"Of course." Yi Huan nodded, "In many places, in many times, like the Winchester brothers scurrying around the map, and an old friend of mine who runs a club, oh, maybe that black coroner is also counted." ”

Crane looked at Yi Huan intently, as if thoughtful, his expression changed slightly, and when he wanted to ask something again, Winnie suddenly called, "His head is gone again." ”

The three of them turned their eyes to see that Abraham's head, which had been frozen into an ice lump, disappeared again, and when everyone was not paying attention, Winnie looked down at her chest, and sure enough, those strange numbers were gone, although she didn't know what they were, but she subconsciously didn't want Yi Huan to find out.

Then, her interest was drawn to the Death Knight, who reached out and grabbed Abraham's neck twice, and found that it was empty.

Winnie shrugged a little boredly, only to find that Mills and Icabold were looking at her with a tangled gaze, which frightened her into standing behind Yi Huan.

Retracting his gaze, Icabard's aria-filled tone took on a hint of inexplicability, "Is he dead?" ”

"Who?" Yi Huan asked rhetorically, "Death knight, have you ever seen a dead man die again?" ”

Ikabard nodded understandingly, took a deep breath, and said, "So, now you can sue us, who are you?" ”

After talking for so long, the topic finally got back on track, although Yi Huan had just fought with the enemy of the two, the Death Knight, but Icabold couldn't confirm that the other party was a friend, after all, even his own son was a demon.

"Hmm." Yi Huan nodded, "The two of us are from the wizarding world in London, England, although it is not my hometown, huh...... I don't really have a home either. ”

"Of course." Yi Huan's fingers lightly circled in the air, and a row of burning numbers slowly appeared in the air, showing the current year, month and time, "In a sense, it seems that it is not the London of this era." ”

"I know." Ikabard nodded with a knowing look on his face, "You can see from your costumes, you are from the seventeenth century, you should have been sleeping here for nearly three hundred years, and then you were awakened for some reason, right?" ”

Combined with his own slumber experience, Icabold immediately came to the conclusion that while he had shown great talent for warfare, he was not very reassuring in terms of human sophistication, especially in terms of modern life experience.

Sure enough, Mills on the side had already begun to cover his face, and Yi Huan also looked at him with a strange gaze, "Who would be so bored that he sleeps for hundreds of years, does he think he is a dragon?" ”

Icabold took a deep breath and said with a somewhat unhappy expression, "I have been asleep for more than two hundred years. ”

"Hmm." Yi Huan paused and shrugged, "Then I'll recommend that you go to the doctor." (To be continued......)