‘Clang~!’ ‘Clang~!’…

London, on the banks of the Thames, Big Ben is neither slow nor tight, and has performed its duties for a hundred years. The bronze bell on the top floor rings every fifteen minutes, resounding throughout the Westminster bell.

Next to the bell tower is a classical and elegant private library.

At this time, a series of dull sounds like explosions could not be suppressed. From the inside of this Gothic building, the building was also slightly trembling by this loud sound, shaking off a lot of fine dust.

Under the underground of the library, in the spacious and dim hall, there were many corpses in blue and gray robes lying everywhere.

It cracked into four pieces and turned to the stone round table on the ground. An old man with white hair and beard had bleeding from the corners of his mouth, his face was pale, and his gorgeous dark blue robe cloth on his body had already been covered with holes and scorched marks.

He held a wooden stick with both hands and poured the weight of his body on it, trying his best not to let himself fall down. The old man stared at the blood-red eyes and stared at the two strong men, one and one white, and said, "You lunatics! What do you want to do!?"

Today they are holding a roundtable meeting once every six months, expressing their opinions, exchanging their opinions, and discussing their research on witchcraft in recent times.

Unexpectedly, the two madmen broke in halfway through, without any intention of communicating, and directly started killing.

As the Great British and even the most powerful witch organization in Europe, the old man and his group were not ordinary nobles who were powerless. They were just making all kinds of witchcraft to make them look like these two young people who didn't know the world's dangers.

But the strength of these two guys was much beyond their expectations.

The talisman in the hands of the black man with shiny skin, wearing gold and silver, could actually crack it, weaken most of their witchcraft, and destroy most of their methods.

The bow and arrow in the hand of another white man was unknown what kind of artifact. Not only was the ammunition unlimited, but the arrows also had tracking functions, which were fired without any slightest.

The power of the arrows is amazing. The defensive barriers and defensive items they set up are like paper and can easily be penetrated.

As a group of serious wizards with similar physical strength to ordinary people, after losing their protection, they face a massacre.

In less than ten minutes, the only old man was left to breathe in dozens of members.

Faced with the old man's roar, both men remained silent, with no slight fluctuations in their expressions, like robots without emotions.

The white man pulled a long bow made of gold in his hand, and the blazing orange energy emerged out of thin air, condensed into a golden arrow of arms length, aiming at the target ahead.

"I want me to die! Don't think about it!"

Staring at the arrows ahead, the old man knew that he still had little hope of survival. He roared and recited a series of difficult spells before the attack came: "!@#￥￥…"

The next moment, a golden stream of light came in an instant, easily breaking through the dozens of magic barriers set up in front of the old man, bringing a kiss of death.

‘Boom!’

Accompanied by a violent explosion, a dazzling orange light burst out, making the dim hall bright.

‘Clang~’

A few seconds later, a broken wooden stick fell to the ground and pressed onto a piece of navy blue rag.

At this point, the Wizards Association, which had been passed down for hundreds of years, disappeared silently, just like other secret organizations that also disappeared in the long river of history.

The two of them paid a considerable price to successfully destroy a group of scapegoats.

Especially the white man responsible for the output, his bare arms, chest covered with scorch marks, frostbite, his face was purple, and his long golden hair also had a few strands of white.

Although the black man's condition was a little better, he was also seriously injured and had a few wrinkles on the corners of his eyes.

However, under the influence of the light emitted by the oval talisman in his hand, the injuries on both of them were slowly recovering.

At the current speed, it is estimated that it will be completely restored in less than half a day.

"Not it, go find the next target."

He said coldly, and the black man took the lead and walked towards the elevator ahead.

Before he could take a few steps, a thick black mist emerged from the ceiling and fell down like a water curtain, sealing all exits, including the entire hall and the two in the hall.

Immediately afterwards, a special black mist quickly gathered from the center of the hall and condensed into a humanoid creature wearing a black cloak.

It can be vaguely judged from the other party's body curves hidden under the cloak that the other party is a woman.

"Evil God!"

The moment he saw the woman, the white man shouted angrily, and pulled the longbow and let it go with an arrow.

“Haha~”

Facing the golden streaming light that was galloping, the woman hiding under the black cloak smiled coldly, picked up her hand and stomped her gently on the ground.

'Bang!'

With a muffled sound, a blue magic array of two squares overlapped with lines in the middle appeared out of thin air, steadily blocking the arrows that shot and the invisible rays emitted from the talisman in the black man's hand at the same time.

The mysterious woman waved her hand and dozens of tentacles condensed from black mist shot down from the ceiling, taking down two enemies below.

Seeing this, the black man held up the amulet in both hands, raised it over his head, and muttered something in his mouth.

When the last note fell, the amulet in his hand immediately turned into a small sun, hanging high above his head, releasing endless light and heat.

The light like a high-energy laser filled the entire hall, carrying a strange power, and in less than two seconds, the black fog tentacles that attacked the two evaporated all the time.

These black tentacles are just appetizers.

The light dissipated, and the surrounding space began to ripple and shatter under the influence of unknown power.

Immediately afterwards, space fragments, driven by unknown magic energy, transformed into sharp blades, breaking through the hot light, and attacked from the black and white duo from all directions.

Detecting the threat around him, the white man's eyes were instantly filled with white light, his arms turned into afterimage, pulling the bow → letting go → pulling the bow... The same action was repeated constantly.

‘Bang!’ ‘Bang!’ ‘Bang!’…

The golden streamer collided with the invisible sharp blade, causing gusts of wind.

Taking advantage of this period of time, the mysterious woman has completed the front shake.

Two identical clones separated from her body, forming a triangle, surrounding the two chosen ones in the center.

“&#%￥!@…”

“!@￥#&**…”

“!!@#￥%&@!…”

Three different spells were recited from the mysterious woman and her clone, and the black fog around her continued to surge and stare.

Two giant hands condensed from pure darkness poked out from the black fog and took the target straight.

‘Bang!’ ‘Bang!’

Seeing that the attack of his companion was fruitless, the black man realized that something was wrong and wanted to move strategically, but suddenly realized that his legs had been swallowed by a thin layer of black mist and could not move.
Chapter completed!