Bang bang!

Five gunshots rang out in a row, and the revolver with a capacity of six rounds shot out without reservation.

Similarly, the blade flashed in front of Patricia.

The cold cold light danced in the air, and all the bullets were blocked, and the eyes looked at each other coldly, and Patricia had no intention of stopping.

As the last bullet was blocked by her, the blade of the sword immediately slashed at the man in front of her.

— this time, however, things have changed.

Seeing the silver glow slash down on him, the cult warlock in the darkness was not shocked or frightened.

The low face showed a cruel and crazy smile instead.

“......”

"Die!"

Realizing that something was wrong, Patricia instantly took two steps back.

At the same time, Ronald, who had been protected by the girl, stepped forward at the same time.

Boom –

In the next second, the cult warlock's body suddenly exploded.

Red and black flesh mixed with green blood splattered everywhere, and fragments of broken bones rained down like a shower, centered on the location where the cultist warlock had exploded, and there was no safe place here.

At first glance, it looks like a terrifying firework made of flesh and blood, exploding in the courtyard.

The snow that had accumulated was also turned into a puff of white smoke by the sudden explosion, but more of it was still dissolved into gas by this filthy flesh.

The danger of this thing is obvious.

At this time, only in the direction of the mouth of the cellar was there a shelter that had not been affected.

It was the black fog that Ronald pulled out.

At the last moment, he decisively stepped forward and used the black mist formed by the power of original sin to block the two of them.

Although this black fog can't stop the physical impact that is too violent.

But the impact effect on the mysterious side properties is quite passable.

Under the layers of wrapping, the two of them were finally saved from being harmed by this impact.

Sensing the surrounding movement dissipating, Ronald couldn't help but ask while removing the black fog:

"These cult warlocks, can they all play this hand to blow themselves up?"

"Let's look at the school."

Patricia shook her head, as if she wanted to shake off something dirty, and waved the thin sword in her hand: "The more common cult warlocks are actually not crazy enough to find someone to blow themselves up. ”

Buzz –

Suddenly, a slight soft sound came from the ground.

Ronald and Patricia looked at each other at the same time, and then their faces changed suddenly.

The cultist who blew himself up just now came up and pretended to surrender and threw a 'school mark' up.

And now, the metal plate was lying alone on the ground, shaking without any external interference.

With the vibration, a faint white light emanated from it.

Bell –

There was no hesitation.

This time, Ronald didn't even have time to protect himself with the black mist, and Patricia took the lead in making a move.

Because the distance was really a little far, she simply threw the sword in her hand.

The silver-white blade sped out of his hand, like a bolt of lightning that instantly nailed to the center of the 'School Mark', and even had the strength to pierce a few centimeters deep into the ground.

Smack-

Under the gaze of the two.

Inserted diagonally into the bottom of the thin sword on the ground, the pierced 'School Mark' split in half from the middle.

There was no more vision.

“......”

Seeing the 'School Mark' that had become unresponsive after being physically destroyed, Patricia walked over and drew her acilleroe.

She was still fighting, and she wasn't going to fight anyone else with her bare hands.

However, at this moment, a voice suddenly rang out outside the wall.

"Mr. Home, are you at home?"

"I hear some movement from you here, are you okay?"

"Mr. Holm......?"

Oops!

Ronald and Patricia looked at each other at the same time.

The movement caused by the battle just now was really not small, although it was already night, and it was not yet the time for every house to go to sleep behind closed doors.

So it stands to reason that the neighbor next door to the family noticed the movement.

Then come over and find out!

In normal times, of course, the people on the mysterious side will strictly abide by the rules and not involve ordinary people in this side of the matter.

But for the people in the cellar, now is facing a life-and-death crisis!

Can you expect this group of cult warlocks to honestly hide it?

Bang -

Say what you say, come out of what.

Although I don't know what the battle plan was originally set by the cult warlock.

But now that there are ordinary people coming to cover up, they naturally don't mind taking advantage of such a God-given opportunity.

As footsteps approached, a man in a brown coat and a wide-brimmed hat walked out.

- Standard investigator attire.

Thinking of the power of 'betrayal' that was absorbed into his hands before, Ronald didn't have to guess to understand that the man in front of him was an inner ghost planted in the Investigation Bureau.

Otherwise, it can't be a cult warlock who betrays his companions and falls to the Investigation Bureau, right?

The coachman who rented the carriage outside was nowhere to be seen!

A few breaths passed, and in addition to the people who were being carried out by the sin of 'rage', the others also walked out of the cellar one after another.

Except for being killed by Patricia with a sword, one self-destructed, and one unconscious.

Behind the man dressed as an investigator, a woman and a man followed, and the unconscious guy was simply carried on the man's shoulder.

“......”

The snowflakes were still falling on their own, and the traces of the previous battle began to faintly cover up.

Although I couldn't see each other's expressions clearly in the dark.

But in the shadows, Ronald could feel the rebellious investigator, smiling at them.

Immediately, the voice outside the wall rang out again:

"Mr. Home?"

"I'm here."

This time, the guy dressed as an investigator answered the person outside directly:

"It's Mr. Thomas, isn't it?"

"That's right, I heard some movement from you."

"Someone in my family is injured and is going to the hospital now!"

While talking loudly to the people outside, the man dressed as an investigator also showed the school mark of the Investigation Bureau in front of him.

Immediately, he whispered:

"Both, I know you're not from the Bureau of Investigation."

"Why bother here to separate you from me?"

"I voluntarily became your captive, a person who betrayed the Bureau of Investigation is worth more than a few cult warlocks, and it will not break the principle of secrecy."

As he spoke, he waved his hand.

"You take the people in the carriage and go, and don't come to Grad again."

The man dressed as an investigator stood in front of him, and the two men behind him immediately dragged their companions out.

Outside the fence, the sound of them talking to the residents could be heard.

looked motionless in front of them, as if acquiescing to their actions, Ronald and Patricia.

The man dressed as an investigator smiled when he felt he had a chance of winning.

If these people can escape, their plan will be considered a success.