The conversation outside the car continued:
"Go up and take care of the detective now, and then we'll take this woman away together. Since the church has tracked down the place where we took Lawrence, I'm afraid we're going to be in big trouble. Damn that androgynous guy, he didn't trick the cultists into wanting someone before he died. Lawrence is a rare vessel suitable for the Lord of the Blood Feast to descend... Hurry up and don't kill people with the methods of a ringmaster, otherwise it will be easy for the church to track you down."
Xia De moved the hem of his clothes, revealing part of the revolver at his waist.
"Of course I do."
The man with a local accent said, and then cursed something so dirty that even Xia De couldn't translate it into Chinese:
"You always make me do this dirty work of killing people."
"Stop talking nonsense, go now, do you want to wait for the ring warlock team from the Orthodox Church to arrive?"
Then there was a sound of pushing and shoving.
The man with the local accent was a bit short. After being pushed by his companion, he boarded the carriage while cursing. The man was very tall and wore a black turban. There was a scar on his face. In this early summer, he wore a short-sleeved sailor shirt and black pants with some silver rings.
He reached out to grab Miss Beatrice who was thrown to the ground by them, but at this moment, the sorceress lying on her back suddenly opened her eyes:
"balance!"
"What?"
The golden light spread out from Miss Aris's eyes like ripples, and the ripples passed through the body of the turbaned man. He shuddered subconsciously, but found that he was not hurt at all.
Feelings of shock and shame rushed into her heart, and she swung her fist towards Miss Arris's head. The young girl with long brown hair raised her hand to block it, but she didn't expect that the fist would explode as soon as the two sides touched.
This was the guy that Xia De saw being besieged by the Orthodox Church in the silver shop. He didn't expect that he was not caught.
Even though Miss Aris was prepared, she was still blown away and hit the wall hard before stopping. She quickly turned over and stood up, but the turbaned man did not chase her, but looked at her hand in surprise:
"How did I become weaker? Only two rings to this extent? No, what did you do?"
He remembered the word "balance" that the young girl had said when she opened her eyes, and he had a guess in his mind. He reached out and took off his headscarf, and shook it gently. The soft cloth unexpectedly became hard, until the man swung it and threw it out with a whooshing sound:
"Even if you can use strange methods to weaken my thaumaturgy, can you affect the relic?"
As he said this, he raised his hand and swung the "cloth sword" in his hand towards Miss Beatrice. The ridiculous sword left a black mark in the air.
But Miss Beatrice was not panicked. She lifted her right foot and lightly stuck it to the wall behind her. Then she stuck her left foot to the wall as well. She actually stood on the wall behind her and reached the second floor of the house before the man waving his weapon caught up with her.
This narrow and secluded alley is between two three-story houses. It is usually cold and damp even during the day, and few people enter here. Therefore, even if Miss Bei Yasi stood vertically on the wall and pressed against the pipe on the wall, no one would notice:
"Let the detective go, he's just an ordinary guy and has nothing to do with this."
The girl on the high place said, her black leather shoes firmly stuck to the wall, but because of gravity, her long brown hair hung down, slightly affecting her vision.
The man holding the "cloth sword" sneered:
"What are you capable of negotiating with me..."
Bang!
The man had only said half a sentence when a gunshot was heard from the carriage behind him. The gunshot was a bit muffled and did not travel far. However, due to the claustrophobic structure of the alley, the echo continued to ripple in it:
Miss Beatrice turned pale:
"You actually killed him."
Although I had known the detective for less than a day, he was a good person, and it was because of me that I got involved in this matter. Beas didn't know how to react for a moment, but soon, the regret and sadness turned into anger:
"You guys are the scum of the world. It's the same at Lakeview Manor, Mrs. Lawrence, and here. How many more innocent people are you going to kill?"
The bells rang, the whistle blew, and white steam gushed out from behind the girl standing vertically against the wall. A huge metal life ring emerged. The high-speed rotating ring rubbed against the wall, sparks flew everywhere. The life ring would only appear when the ring wizard was fighting with all his strength. At this time, Miss Bei Yasi was obviously angry.
The man holding the cloth sword saw this, so he hurriedly summoned his life ring. The quadrilateral cross section represented that he was a four-ring warlock, and the floating elemental spirit runes demonstrated the power of a ring warlock.
The black iron rune decayed and shone with spiritual luster, and the black light attached to the cloth sword. The man swung the sword upward, and the black light flew out from the surface of the relic, and the blade-shaped light approached the sorceress on the high ground.
Most of Miss Bei Yasi's life ring was blocked by the steam behind her that had not yet completely dissipated. She waved her arms and blocked the black light. The man below cursed again:
"Why are you so weak again? Damn it, what method did you use? This is not the normal power of a ring warlock!"
He looked at the life ring behind him and confirmed that there was no problem. Just as he was about to take the next step, he felt the muzzle of a gun pressed against his head from the side:
"I wonder if you would have survived if the bullet had hit you in the head."
With blood splattered on his front, Shade asked in a low voice. He looked up at the girl standing on the wall:
"I don't know what kind of magic or witchcraft this is, but I think a person without a head cannot survive. Now, please put down your weapon. You wrapped the iron rod in the cloth?"
he asked, pressing the muzzle of his revolver against the man's head:
"Put it down, or I'll really shoot you."
The man stood there with a frown on his face. After a few seconds, he loosened his hand and the "sword" in his hand immediately fell to the ground and even bounced a few times.
"Okay, do you still have a weapon? Miss Bei Yasi, I think you can come down."
Shad said.
He knew his own strength. Even though he was in the divine afterglow state, he was only a first-ring warlock after all. He had no confidence facing the fourth-ring warlock in front of him. He couldn't even pull the trigger of the gun in his hand, so he hoped that Miss Bei Ya Si would come closer as soon as possible.
"I have no weapons left."
The man said, looking up at the girl on the wall, who was naturally very happy to see that Xia De was still alive.
She landed on the ground with a light jump, but just as Miss Bei Ya Si squatted down to relieve the force, the man suddenly pushed Xia De, then turned around and ran to the other side of the alley.