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Chapter 113; Temple Guardian

"Enemy invasion!" Feeling the dark aura emitted from the chariot, the magicians became alert.

"Damn the Devil and the Black Magician, those things are really your fault. Now you are opening up to break into the New York Temple, which is extremely rampant." The mage who was knocked away came over angrily.

"This is an accident, we have no hostility." The Ghost Rider opened the car door and was about to get out of the car to explain.

"Accident? Let's go back to hell and tell your master, a dirty demon." The mage man said, and two long swords had already condensed in his hand and slashed at the evil spirit knight.

A dark purple light flashed, and the door blocking the front of the Ghost Knight had been neatly cut in half.

"You want to send me to hell? Then let's try it." The Ghost Knight opened his mouth when he heard this and pulled out a chain condensed from the fire of hell from his mouth.

Just like in front of Thunder, you must not ask him to put down the hammer, and you must not say the word "going to hell" in front of the evil spirit knight, because this is enough to make the evil spirit knight who has a bad temper completely detonated.

"Then come on." The mage man snorted coldly and faced the evil spirit knight head-on.

It seems that his strength is pretty good. In a short time, he can barely fight with the Ghost Knight, but only at a disadvantage.

"It's really a demon." The mage man who was seized by the Ghost Rider and forced him to retreat with one move was panting at this time.

"This is the first time I, Jarret Dorum, have been suppressed in melee battles, but you can only get there."

Jerrit said, waved his hand in a sign, and the mages behind him immediately condensed magical swords, guns, axes, etc., and all high-attack (?) magic weapons except staff.

"Supreme Mage, that evil is worth a battle!"

However, just as Jeret was about to rush forward with other mages, a familiar badge suddenly flew towards Jeret.

"I think this farce should be stopped." Lu Yifang and Katie slowly walked out of the car.

"This is the high-level deacon badge for the retreat. Only the disciples of the former Supreme Master are qualified to obtain it. How did you get it?" Jeret was stunned when he looked at the badge. At this time, he kept looking at Lu Yifang up and down, and really couldn't remember when he had such a young junior brother.

However, the spiritual marks in the magic badge are the same as those of Lu Yifang, and this is difficult to fake.

"Because I am the last disciple of the former Supreme Master Gu Yi outside, I didn't tell anyone else for the need to protect me. When Master Gu Yi had a premonition that he was leaving, he gave me this and asked me to meet the new Supreme Master." Lu Yifang explained.

"Is that true?" Jeret's face was a little suspicious. The last disciple taught by the ancient master secretly would appear in this form at this time. How could he not be suspicious?

"What's going on with this demon who came with you?" Jerry asked questioning.

"This is my friend. He needs to go to Kamataj and find the current Supreme Master for help." Lu Yifang explained.

"You asked me to take a demon to Kama Taj?" Jeret laughed when he heard this request that seemed extremely absurd to him.

"Then my junior brother who has never been masked, since you are also a disciple of the former Supreme Master, let me test it and make a judgment." Jarrett said, wielding his two swords and slashing towards Lu Yifang.

"Ding!" Lu Yifang stretched out his fingers and clamped the blade.

"Bang!" The sword body broke with a little force on the road.

Playing with the broken sword tip, Lu Yifang threw the sword tip at will, and the sword tip instantly exploded a large pit close to one meter on the cement ground like a cannonball.

"Do you still need to test?" Lu Yiban said expressionlessly.

"No need." Jarret looked at the big pit behind him and immediately sweated coldly. He was so young and so strong, and he also had the badge of a senior deacon of a retreat. In addition to the former Supreme Mage, who on earth is qualified to teach such a powerful Mage?

But this fighting method of showing off one's strength seems to be a bit wrong. Shouldn't magicians condense magic weapons and then win with their superb melee strength?

"So can you take me to Kama Taj now?" Lu Yifang continued to ask.

"Sorry, I can't do this." Jarrett shook his head and said with a firm look.

"Why?" Lu Yifang also frowned when he noticed the haze between Jarret's eyebrows. "Is something wrong in the magic world?"

Hearing this, Jeret was silent for a moment, but in the end he still didn't choose to hide it. "Have you heard of the Book of Calyostro?"

"It seems to be a little memory. It is said that it is a very powerful magic book, which records a lot of wonderful magic." Lu Yifang tried hard to recall the information about this book.

"This magic book was stolen again, and this time it was not a page or two, but the whole book was stolen. Now the entire Kamataj is in martial law."

"It's just a book. Can you be so exaggerated by martial law in the whole city?" Lu Yifang couldn't help but become curious when he heard this.

"Correction, this is not just a magic book, but the most powerful magic book in the world. And more importantly, after this book disappeared, magicians began to disappear throughout the magic world.

What is even more interesting is that at first we thought this was just a black magician hiding in the dark. Taking advantage of the death of the former Supreme Master, we began to move again, but soon we learned the news that the black magician actually died more."

"You mean that after the disappearance of the Book of Calystro, a mysterious magician hunter appeared in the magic world." Lu Yifang said in summary.

"We call it the witch hunter. Every time a witch hunter kills a magician, it will take away all his magic power and his soul, and will not give the magician any chance." Jarrett said, waved to the person behind him, and the mages retreated at this time, revealing a corpse that looked like a mummy.

"How much do you know about him now?" Lu Yifang asked.

"It's rare, we don't know the man's strength, body shape, gender appearance, and even their number are a mystery."

"So you're doubting me, too."

"At least you can't prove your innocence, right?" Jeret stared at Lu Yifang and asked. "Although you should be the disciple of the former Supreme Master, even her disciples may fall into darkness. This is how Casillas used to be."

"Then I'll help you catch the witch hunter to prove my innocence, what do you think?"

"I can feel that there is a dark aura remaining on this corpse." After looking at the corpse, the evil spirit knight gave his own conclusion.

"My friend happens to be very sensitive to the aura of darkness." Lu Yifang pointed to the Ghost Rider and explained.
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