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The alley where a few people are located belongs to the slums in the outermost area of ​​the city. The houses here are urban welfare buildings, built by the municipal government, and are specially designed for low-income poor people to rent at low prices. Such houses are obviously not too big, nor are they too good. The houses here are all connected in a row, with only one wall between the two houses. If you break the wall, you will find another house.

"The act of offering sacrifices to gods is the most important ritual for believers. How could it be just handed over to a gangster so casually and not to supervise it personally?" Panis shrugged as he heard the sound of fighting next door, walked to Luna and untied her restraints, took off her windbreaker and covered her body: "If it were you, would you do such a stupid thing? Are you right?"

"I, I don't know." Luna grabbed Pennis' windbreaker and poked her head out from under her clothes: "What the hell happened?"

"The mastermind behind you who hurt you is hiding next door, and I want to hide it from us in this way." Panis said: "It's a pity that his breathing sounds as conspicuous as a lighthouse, and it's just a sign in the tree that says I'm here."

Although Luna looked strong and talked to Panis as if nothing had happened, when she heard Panis talk about the mastermind behind the scenes, her body under the windbreaker was obviously shaking slightly: "Then, what should I do?"

"Of course I killed him." Panis patted Luna's shoulder: "It is said that you should leave first, but you'd better not move around, otherwise the wound will collapse. Just lie down like this, we'll be back later."

"Hey, you, where are you?" Luna asked in panic.

"Go to help next door." Panis sighed: "Don't be afraid, there are no other enemies here, it's safe. Don't worry, just sleep for a while, we'll be back soon." As he said that, without waiting for Luna to say anything, he rushed to the wall in a few steps and drilled into the hole that was blasted out.

The first time I saw a huge ball of flame exploded, completely devouring Catherine's figure. The flames spewed out from the palm of a purple-robed mage, forming a thick pillar of fire in the air. After devouring Catherine, it continued to move forward and continued until it burned to the wall.

The light flashed in the middle of the pillar of fire that continued to burn, and a thin prick sword shot out from the pillar of fire. Following the sword was Catherine's figure that was almost at its peak. Catherine, who rushed out of the pillar of fire, looked very embarrassed at this time. The right side of the hem of the dress had been burned, revealing the calf wrapped in white stockings. The left sleeve of the dress had disappeared. The skin of the left arm from the wrist to the elbow was covered with large pieces of charred scars. The two fingers of the left hand were twisted abnormally, obviously broken. However, even though the left hand was almost completely abandoned, Catherine's expression was still as calm as ever, without any interference from the pain of burns. The hand holding the sword did not tremble because of the pain, nor did he hesitate to move forward against the pillar of fire.

The erupting pillar of fire quickly disappeared. The purple-robed mage looked at the stabbing sword, shook the robe, and took a step forward. A wave of ripples appeared in the air, and the mage walked into the ripples, disappeared from the spot, and walked out slowly from three meters behind Catherine. As soon as he walked out of the ripples, the mage let out a painful hum, covered his neck and staggered back a few steps. The magic shield on his body opened to protect himself, and the blood quickly oozed out along the position he covered.

"The room is so big, why do you have to hit me?" Panis had a very bright smile on his face, and he stood outside the range of the magic shield with a dagger in his hand.

Two seconds ago, just as the purple-robed mage released a short teleportation and walked into the invisible ripples, Panis quickly dodged and stepped forward a few steps, holding up the dagger used by the murderer picked up from the next door in his hand, and stood still. A second ago, the purple-robed mage appeared out of thin air from the air behind Catherine and walked forward. Before his footsteps fell to the ground, his neck directly hit the dagger raised by Panis. Fortunately, he felt dangerous and subconsciously dodged, and only scratched a deep wound on the side of his neck, otherwise he would be directly pierced by the dagger.

"This is when you walk or not, you don't look at the road. You can't blame me if you are not careful." Panis shrugged: "You bump into me, you should apologize to me."

"How did you know I would teleport here?" The purple robe mage spoke for the first time in surprise. When he spoke, he spoke awkwardly, as if he was not used to this way of speaking.

"Guess." Panis grinned and said mysteriously: "Actually, I just happened to be standing here. If you don't believe it, you will know if you teleport it again."

The purple-robed mage didn't say anything anymore, but just stared at Panis with a fierce look.

"It seems that you rarely fight alone with people." Panis saw that the purple robe mage did not answer his words, so he had to smile and put down the dagger he had been holding and said as if nothing had happened: "It can be seen that it is really inexperienced. If it were you, I wouldn't stare at others like this."

The purple-robed mage was stunned, and then he heard a sound like cloth tearing behind him. Catherine, who was ignored by him, rushed toward him with fearless charge again, and the stabbing sword pointed directly at the back of his head. The sharp stabbing sword flashed the light of the fighting spirit and hit the mage's magic shield head-on. The temporarily opened light blue magic shield was sunk inward under the stabbing sword full of penetrating fighting spirit. After the stabbing sword exhausted almost all its impact, the shield finally could not support it and dissipated in the air.

The moment the shield dissipated, Catherine did not pause at all. Her almost burnt left hand clenched into a fist and punched the mage's back head. At the same time, Panis on the front slid, and her body quickly drew an arc against the mage's gaze, approaching quickly from the side. The dagger appeared and loomed at the fingertips, like the fangs of a poisonous snake.

The mage snorted coldly, and the real shield opened with the thoughts. The eye-catching blue shield surrounded the mage almost as substantial as it was. The powerful shield made the impact of Pannis and Catherine seem to hit a thick wall. The huge recoil force made the two people bounced out of several meters away. They rolled on the ground several times to dissolve this force.

"Hehehehe." Panis, who rolled on the ground for several times and quickly stood up and re-entered his alert state, was not depressed by the failure of the attack, but laughed happily. The mage in purple robe did not continue to attack, and gritted his teeth and stared at the two people who had already gotten together.

"You finally used your real power." Panis smiled strangely: "You guessed that when you felt the legendary combat energy burst out inside the hinterland of the territory, how long will Odin come over to observe the situation?"

"You can continue." Catherine, who had been attacking silently, finally spoke: "Can you kill us in time by betting?"

"Yes, I think it may be too late." The dagger flew over Penis' fingertips, dazzlingly fast: "Do you want to try it?"

"Hmph." The purple-robed mage sneered and turned his eyes to Catherine: "It's just a golden-level guardian knight. He can resist my three magics without a shield. I have to admit that I underestimate you."

Catherine's left arm drooped weakly, and cracks were torn from the charred skin, revealing the bright red flesh and blood inside. Blood and tissue fluid oozed out of the cracks and fell on the ground bit by bit along the carbonized skin. Hearing the words of the purple robe mage, Catherine smiled as usual, holding the sword in her right hand in front of her, and the sword body of the thin sword faced her eyebrows and bowed: "I admit that we are not your opponent, but if you are willing to continue, we will never take a step back."

"You won this time." The purple-robed mage gently stroked the index finger of his right hand, and the ring engraved with dry bones began to flash with the brilliance of magic: "But I remember you, you have destroyed the rituals of my god, and I will not let you go easily. You better pray that you will not meet me again in the future, otherwise...hehe."

"Hehe, you'd better worry about yourself." Panis said with a sneer as he threw the dagger in his hand.

As the ring on the purple-robed mage's finger became brighter and brighter, a complex remote teleportation array composed of light appeared at his feet: "Let's see."

While the magic circle was activated, a small hole suddenly appeared on the wall of the room silently, and the entire wall silently turned into countless powders, revealing the streets outside. The purple-robed mage's left hand was suddenly blown to pieces without warning, and finally a scream was left in the room.

"I deserve it." Panis sneered: "If you want to escape, why don't you run away quickly. There is still so much nonsense. No one will regret you if you die, idiot."

Katherine, who had been standing straight, saw that the mage finally escaped, her body began to shake, and she took a few steps back, sat down directly on the ground, and said with a breath: "I finally left, I actually survived. Is the president here?"

"It's his arrow." Panis nodded: "He should have chased him, but seeing that this person was prepared for a long time, it may be difficult for him to catch up. How are you doing? Can you still persevere?"

"Fortunately, I can't die." Catherine threw the sword aside, wiped a handful of gray-black sweat, and left a few black fingerprints on her face: "It's really a ghost, who knows that there is a legend hidden here? Fortunately, he was afraid that he would be discovered by the president and the others, so he was worried that he would not dare to attack with all his strength, otherwise I would have been dead."

"You can't die. You specialize in defending and guarding fighting spirit, and you can support a while even against magic attacks from the legendary level." Pannis half-kneeled beside Catherine, gently holding Catherine's charred left hand to check carefully: "Fortunately, there is no big problem, it's just an external burn, just go to the Temple of Life for treatment."

"I had a fight for no reason, and I almost died for no reason." Catherine held Panis's arm, her legs trembled and barely stood up, and walked tremblingly towards the entrance to the next door: "And in the end I didn't figure out what was going on."

"There is no need to figure it out, leave the rest to Odin and the others." Panis curled his lips: "We don't need to continue working in vain."

"You guy." Catherine chuckled and shook her head and said, "Even if you do good things, do you have to say something strange?"

"Oh, Sister Catherine, why are you so hurt?" Luna's slightly terrified scream came from next door.

"It's okay, it's just a few minor injuries, which are inevitable every day, haha, I'm used to it. Don't be afraid, little Luna, you can go home with confidence." Catherine comforted softly.

"Small injury, small injury." Panis murmured with dissatisfaction: "Is eight-year-old maturity a minor injury? It's inevitable every day, and there must be a limit to lying. Have you regarded being beaten to death as your daily routine? You are a knight, a girl, you are not a sandbag."

Outside the wall that turned into powder, the messy sound of the city guards running late. In the distance, three bright moons hung above the sky, quietly shining on the capital of knowledge under the night.

This is just a corner of the Capital of Knowledge. The accidents that happened here are just an inconspicuous episode in the hundreds of years of history of the Capital of Knowledge.
Chapter completed!