Chapter 1091: “Sword of Dawn Justice”

"If you steal a book, you steal it. What is the purpose of burning the library?"

Xia De looked straight into his cold eyes:

"You don't mean to tell me, sir, that you have a penchant for setting fire?"

"A fire will burn it clean, and there will be no clues left."

Jazz shook his wine glass lightly, looked away from Xia De's gaze, and looked at the heavy snow again. Even if it is punctured, he still maintains the so-called elegance:

"It's not the first time I've done this, Mr Hamilton, but it's the first time I've been caught and forced to admit what I've done. I've never been caught doing this before, and I've learned systematically Psychology and criminology, oh, the latter is a new subject. I even mastered some special tricks for anti-divination. The process of learning fascinated me, and to be honest, it felt quite poignant. Not bad, this let me know that I am still far behind on the road of seeking knowledge."

The middle-aged gentleman smiled and said:

"You reminded me never to be arrogant. On the road of seeking knowledge, any of us are students."

"The church already knows about you."

Shad said, Jazz nodded:

"What I'm going to do next will not be allowed by the church, so it's okay to know this little thing. Knight, this is probably the last time we meet. Next, I will go to the 'promised land" given to me by fate. Earth', to receive that one-of-a-kind Supreme Wisdom. I am glad to have a word with you before I leave."

He sighed softly:

"I'm not familiar with you, but I'm a little familiar. You know some things about me, but not much. Talking to you is probably the best choice."

"Why do you think I'll let you go?"

Xia De asked curiously, Jazz smiled again, and threw the wine glass with more than half of the red wine left in his hand to the alley below.

The wine glass fell down the thick layer of snow in the alley, and the poured wine first soaked the white snow into blood red, and then the glass wine glass was embedded in the snow.

He slightly turned his head to look at Xia De:

"Of course it's because..."

Pointing to himself:

"...I want to leave."

The silvery moonlight flashed in the sound of the wind, and the shield-shaped transparent book stopped it.

The Southern Jazz, who was wearing a black coat, landed on the terrace like a bat, and came to the deserted alley. At the same time that Xia De, who took back the wine bottle, also jumped down, the steam mist brought by the appearance of the five-ring warlock's life ring had already begun to melt the icy snow.

Xia De did not show his life ring, but looked at the opposite Jazz through the blizzard:

"Shad Hamilton, you are also a wise man. Think about it carefully, if I don't have the confidence to win you, why did I take the initiative to show up just now?"

Xia De didn't try to persuade the other party, he tapped his toes lightly, and his whole body scattered into a group of scarlet butterflies.

The group of butterflies dragged red spots of light in the wind and snow, and quickly flew in Jazz's direction. The [light] spirit rune on the life ring of the five-ring warlock flashed with aura. The middle-aged gentleman stretched out his right finger, and a slender beam of light burst out from his fingertips, sweeping across the red butterflies, and even leaving heat on the ground after melting the snow. Ray traces.

But the loss of a small amount of red butterfly has no effect on Xia De's body at all. He dodged the attack, and after confirming that the distance was appropriate, he revealed his true body. Before the light that followed approached, he took a step and appeared behind Sir Priscia:

"Moonlight Great Sword."

The scarlet short knife stabbed at the man's back, but he turned around instantly and blocked it with his cane as if he had predicted in advance that Shade would move in space—

Bang!

The moonlight dagger shattered the wooden casing of the cane, revealing the metal rapier hidden inside. The wooden shell turned out to be some kind of containment measure, Shade realized that the rapier was a relic after breaking the shell.

The metal collided with the short knife in Xia De's hand, and at the same time as the scarlet debris splashed everywhere, the moonlight sword did not break. Instead, Xia De relied on his extremely strong physical fitness and forced his strength to hold down the two hands with one hand. Ser Priscia holding a rapier.

"March gathered together, and there is such a big enhancement."

he thought.

"Space power? It's amazing."

Sir Priscia squeezed out a voice between his teeth, and at the same time Shad used [Blade of Disordered Time and Space] to call out a second short knife thrust, Jazz exploded in front of Shad.

The fireworks and sound of the explosion were covered up in the wind and snow. Xia De, whose clothes on his chest were all blown apart, snorted and looked up.

Lykins Priscia clutched his chest and panted heavily, reached out and grabbed a book from his clothes:

After all, the [Red Moon] spirit rune directly comes from the divinity of the vampire god, and Xia De has long experienced how powerful the [Gluttony] spirit rune that also originated from the **** is.

Xia De remained silent, and as a huge snowball that could block the alley directly fell from Sir Priscia's head, he moved forward again with the dagger in his hand.

The seemingly ordinary Snowball made Jazz feel the danger. First, a fireball tried to blow up the big snowball. After he was surprised to find that it had no effect, he was directly crushed by the snowball.

But before Shad got any closer, the snowball itself was exploded from the inside. Behind Sir Priscia who reappeared in front of Shad, three brand new spirit runes appeared on the life ring:

"Knowledge is power, and stories inspire me. I love your story, detective, and I love an old tale about a swordsman."

The gentleman in the southern country holds his own rapier, Miracle-[Sword], Miracle-[Brave], and Enlightenment[Justice] flashing aura at the same time, all of which are temporary spirit runes added by the book:

"Mr. Hamilton, I should leave, otherwise I will be late. I actually have a good impression of you. The world needs people like you. If I were you, I would leave this city as soon as possible and take Margaret Your Highness, flee in a direction away from the Pantanal."

The rapier was held up in front of him with one hand, and the blade was aimed at him. And with the rotation of the wrist, the body of the sword rotated 90 degrees, and the relic long sword showed golden light traces, and the power that did not belong to the five-ring warlock burst out from the Jazz:

"Thaumaturgy! Dawn—Sword of Justice!"

The fiery light directly melted all the snow in the alley, and the fierce sword light almost penetrated the space at that moment. Some kind of light containing extremely high spiritual power exploded in the alley of the blizzard. The strong sense of crisis forced Xia De to retreat quickly, but it was too late.

"Ragley's Jump!"

Take a step into the air, shifting out of the most powerful position of the sword light:

"A calm gesture."

At this time, there is no need for emotional cooperation at all, he is already angry enough. Covering his face with his hands, he turned into a statue of an angel with wings curled up in the air. But even so, after the loud noise, Xia De, who landed on the ground, still felt like his whole body was about to fall apart. You must know that in the state of [calm posture], one's own defense is extremely amazing.

After barely getting up to look at the alley, all the snow had melted, and there was a deep ditch on the ground that occupied one-third of the alley. At the same time, the surging residual power made the ground glow, forcing the drifting snowflakes to melt before they hit the ground.

"It's powerful, but not too powerful."

Xia De, who also didn't show his full strength, thought in his heart that when he confronted Joey Barton for the first time in autumn, the opponent could already use the power of the 0-level relic between life and death.

"There's too much movement, let's go!"

Walking forward in the muddy alley after the snow melted, fortunately, the first ones to appear were Sister Devlin and the maid.

The two supported the injured Xia De and quickly left here.

"Nun, do you know what thaumaturgy [Sword of Dawn of Justice] is?"

"The high-ring thaumaturgy that can only be used with a ring above the twelfth ring requires extremely strict requirements for casting spells."

From this point of view, not only can Rakins Priscia borrow books to obtain temporary spirit runes, but he can even omit the requirements for casting spells. It's just that I don't know if he has more abilities. If he only has this ability, he can defeat him by finding any thirteen-ring magician.

The people who were attracted by the violent noise were approaching the alley carefully. I am afraid that there will be an additional news about a gas pipe explosion in the Huntington Morning Post tomorrow. The police whistled and drove people away with high-pitched voices. At this time, Xia De had disappeared from the corner of the street with the help of two ladies.

The injuries he suffered were not as scary as they appeared on the surface. If Sister Devlin hadn't treated them in time, he would have almost healed himself. Of course, the misplaced bones still need help to be corrected. Sister Divelin completed this job very well. Only then did Xia De remember that [Spiritual Religion] is actually a group famous for being good at healing and stargazing .

Although he lied to Rakins Priscia just now that he was here to meet Margaret and wanted to give the princess a surprise, Xia De did not go to see the princess in the end, but went to the place where the delegation was carrying the delegation. After the steam train arrived at the railway station, Sister Devlin and the two witches went to the White King Club in the city to discuss the current situation.

The room used by the four is the room on the third floor of the club under Margaret's name. It is also the place where Xia De met Miss Sylvia and Margaret for the first time when he came here in late autumn.

In a blink of an eye, it was already deep winter.

Of course, there is no need to talk about the unpleasant journey of the witches. They came here for the sake of the chosen ones. Miss Galina, who was seated in the warm club room, noticed that the clothes on Xia De didn't seem to be the ones he usually wore when he went out. She even laughed and teased her, and then she realized that they had just met Regins Pu Lisha.

"You also know that he was supposed to be with the visiting group, but he disappeared. Yes, I found out in Tobesk that he was involved in an arson murder case. When the church went to arrest him, he had already He fled. He admitted to me that he had colluded with the Pantanal voodoo to go to some 'promised land'."

Xia De looked at the three ladies in front of him. Of course, the point is that he still doesn't know that Sir Priscia is the two witches of the Chosen One:

"He has a very peculiar ability, he can use books to temporarily add new spiritual runes to himself."

He briefly described the battle experience just now~www.mtlnovel.com~ The witches looked at each other after listening, and Miss Sylvia said in a positive tone: "So, he is the chosen one."

"Yes, I suppose it should be."

"I always feel like you already know."

The red-haired duchess said, sitting there leisurely holding a teacup:

"Before we got off the train, we got new news from the council. The Zarath Academy of Literature successfully deciphered a batch of new ancient documents. Through the fragments of poems, it is basically confirmed that the place where the chosen ceremony will be held is the Pantanal." The island in the center of the great lake in the area. The poem gave the island in the center of the lake a very interesting name—the Heart of Pantanal, which is the most important area in the entire Great Swamp. In occultism and sealing ceremonies, both has a pivotal position.”

This is another term that Shade is very familiar with. From the end of autumn to now, all the clues and contradictions have gathered in the center of the great swamp in the distance. The epic of the fourth candidate finally came to the final scene in this snowstorm.

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