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Chapter 103 Event Escalation(2/2)

His fingers were broken off at the same time, and the suitcase he was carrying hit the ground with a thud.

Jason Belial's pupils shrank suddenly. Seeing that he could not defeat him, he immediately used his unique "Shadow Transformation" ability to prepare for escape, turned around and ran away. Countless silver lights suddenly burst out from his body, covering his body with sticky mucus.

The thick black liquid fell to the ground like raindrops, and his whole body fell apart smoothly.

His limbs and internal organs were scattered on the ground, and blood was spilled on the ground, just like the blood stains on the armor, like a blooming flower.

Leonard Mitchell, who was wearing that terrifying armor, took two steps forward with difficulty, took a look at the broken corpses on the ground, and said in a loud voice:

"He's not completely dead yet!"

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Crows hovered in the sky. In a quiet street corner, a space suddenly distorted slightly, and Edward walked out.

He looked around and saw no one around.

Amon and He had just left the "Villa with a Glass Flower Room". There was chaos there. The mechanical heart with the logo of the Church of Steam had taken over the villa and controlled the scene. There were corpses everywhere, and there was another one being protected in the

Among them was the corpse of a high-ranking and powerful person. Just by looking at him, the devil could see countless intricate symbols of sin and occultism. There was no doubt that that was Duke Pallas Negan.

He is dead, and his death will become one of the bargaining chips that shifts the balance, and the world's turmoil will intensify. The Duke was assassinated, and coupled with the previous Intis spy incident, Loen got two excuses to start a war at the same time.

Edward glanced over and soon saw human tissue scattered on the ground not far away. The encounter with Beria should have just happened here.

Serious injuries will affect crisis intuition and all aspects of perception, and the occult connection will make this low-sequence demon actively approach. Now that the matter is over, there is no need to look for traces of the other party, just wait and see.

In order to hunt down the "Apostle of Desire", the three major churches used various reasons to blockade many places for searches, and this small street happened to be one of them. The crow flying in the sky consciously converged its wings and landed on a clothes drying pole near him.

On the pole, suddenly, they both looked to the left.

In other words, look to the ground on the left.

The Angel of the Abyss took action. He drew a finger in the air, and burning blue-black flames appeared out of thin air. The stone tile floor was cut open easily as if a hidden zipper had been opened, and the edges were burned.

The hot lava made the air slightly distorted. Then he raised his palm, and the underground artificial building rose with a loud crunching sound, and the sewer platform instantly exceeded the ground.

The people below were also carried up.

The granite platform was torn apart, and the twisted pipes and walls were exposed to the air and sunlight. A group of shadows squirmed like life, avoiding the red lava.

Space is deceived, distance is stolen, and shadows wander left and right, always lingering in place.

However, the black shadow that was supposed to be the main target seemed to have suddenly lost all value in the eyes of the Angel of the Abyss. He did not show even a single look, but instead continued to stare in another direction.

He spoke in a deep voice: "Appear."

These words were not obscene words, but they still carried undoubted spirituality. The area polluted by the devil immediately obeyed his orders, allowing a hidden figure to appear in their eyes:

The jet-black full-body armor and black crown outline an extremely majestic figure.

Behind that figure, a weightless cloak swayed gently as he moved forward.

Not far away, the crow noticed a familiar aura and tilted its head curiously. In the corner behind the crow, a figure hidden in the darkness gently adjusted the monocle on his right eye.

Edward did not move, and the "Black Emperor" ghost that he had seen once seemed miraculously not hostile. As soon as he appeared, he immediately stepped back and tried to leave the area contaminated by the devil.

He asked in a low voice: "Klein?"

The ghost of the "Black Emperor" disappeared instantly without pausing.

Surprised. The devil heard a flash of emotion.

Although it has no body, this does not prevent high-sequence demons from monitoring various chaotic emotions.

It seems I guessed it right.

He then looked at Beria, who was no different from a dead person. He heard the almost crazy fear and despair in the other person's heart, as well as endless curses and prayers, and even some spineless begging for mercy. Edward thought, these extreme

All emotions were detonated in an instant, and the black shadow froze suddenly, and then slowly dispersed. All the life breath disappeared in an instant, and the spirituality was absorbed by him, leaving only a pool of black liquid like sewage.

Then, a shaky light red light gradually emerged from the "sewage" and floated into the air.

"Amon." He ordered simply and concisely.

An obscure light flashed on the monocle of the figure in the shadow, and "deception" and "grafting" were launched one after another. With the help of the angel of the abyss, the hidden deception mentor successfully transferred "Jason Belial"

His identity was temporarily grafted onto Edward Vaughn's body, and the talisman's originally shaky light suddenly became bright again.

The blinded object changes instantly.

From now on, the crisis intuition of the patriarch of the Beria family will be useless, and he will be unable to sense the danger posed by "Edward Vaughn"!

Amon exhaled and spread his voice into the devil's ears:

"This is an angel-level shielding ability. I cannot deceive based on my status."

"With your help, I can succeed. But even so, the effect will only last for two hours."

Angel of the Abyss nodded slightly: "That's enough, you did a good job."

"Thank you for your compliment, can I start designing the gemstone jewelry I want now?"

"Can."

Edward took out a glass bottle from the storage cabinet, crushed it in his hand, and vaguely heard a short woman's scream.

Gurgling blood flowed out from between his fingers, extraordinary properties merged into his palms, and the fragments of glass turned into spiritual light spots and disappeared. After sacrificing a member of the Beria family, he immediately touched the ethereal mysticism

connect.

Complete and clear pictures and information emerged in his mind one by one, that is where the Beria family is!

Don't worry, I'll kill you now... Edward was about to open the door and leave, when he suddenly raised his brows and turned slightly.

A bloody sword wind whizzed past him, blowing several of his hairs.

With an expressionless face, he looked towards the direction where the sword wind was flying, and saw a body covered in blood-stained silver-white armor holding a big sword high, walking slowly and with heavy steps.

TBC

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Leonard meets Edward!

Old love: Hehehehehe, Beria, I’m here to kill your whole family.

Leonard: Do you want to leave without hitting me first?
Chapter completed!
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