Throne of Magical Arcana

——Take a leave first, because the air conditioner is broken and the lease expires, so I move tonight and I will put the chapter tomorrow morning on the weekend to make up.

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In a seemingly ordinary civilian house in the purple lily district of Alto.

The clown leaned against the old wardrobe and used his left hand to take a potion out of the night watchman's robe.

Half of the clowns with no body on the right ca n’t even breathe. They can only rely on the strong vitality of the big knight. After escaping to this secret hiding place, he finally exhausted, even taking one more step to reach the secret room. No, I had to fall down in the closet and try to stabilize the injury with the treatment.

Pure and holy liquid pours into the throat, and the clown ’s exposed internal organs and flesh begin to wriggle, but no matter how much they increase, they will collapse as soon as they hit the fracture, as if there is an invisible crack there blocking all recovery efforts and letting life Pass firmly and quickly.

"Are you going to die here?" Clown sighed in a trance, and for the first time experienced the horror of the top bloodline ability.

Pedal pedal, a few footsteps approached, the clown opened his eyes helplessly and helplessly, only to watch the night watchman chase.

The door was pushed open, but it was Juliana and Lund and Minsk who were not included in the mission.

Seeing it was them, the clown raised a bit of hope for survival and struggled to spit out his unwilling words one word after another: "No ... I ... killed ... it was ... a professor ... conspiracy. "

I didn't think I was cautious or careful, or still caught the professor's strategy, but the most unsatisfactory and unimpressed purpose is how I don't understand the professor's purpose.It was because of the wrong purpose that I fell to this point!

What did he plan for all of this desperately?!

Juliana saw the miserable appearance of the clown. Even though she was accustomed to death and killing, her eyes couldn't help flushing: "Captain, I believe you must be the damn professor. No matter how crazy you are, you can't be in front of Na Tasha's face killed Lucian Evans. Hold on, I will treat you! "

Although the Joker did say to catch or kill Lucian Evans in person in the presence of Natasha, but that is when there is clear evidence to prove that the promise now seems to have been fulfilled, but the premise is wrong. Not to mention it is a great irony.

Lund on the side heard Julianna's words, and a bit of unbearableness appeared on the solemn and old-fashioned face. He seemed to foresee something, but he did not stop, but looked at Julianna as if expecting a miracle.

The combat priest is also a priest. Juliana is no worse than others at healing magic, but no matter whether she casts or the healing magic inspired by the magic item, the light of different levels lights up and disappears, but it cannot make a huge The fierce wound improved a little, and the "invisible crack" swallowed and divided everything.

"Captain Lund ..." Juliana looked at Lund weepingly. Only his rank here was close to high-level. If even he could do nothing, then basically declare the clown dead.

Lund took a deep breath and converged all the weak and sad emotions. The whole person raised his long sword calmly, and his body slowly illuminated a calm and deep light, and then the strange darkness of light and black gloves Fused together and contaminated the long sword.

He shouted, striding forward, and the long sword cut into the clown's wound, as if to cut the invisible twisted gap.

Eliminating blood, can eliminate all supernatural forces except the true god!

In the invisible gap that separated the clown's wound in the long sword, Julianna suddenly felt something disappearing.

But the gap is still tenacious, without any weakening, it seems that the disappearance is just an illusion for everyone.

Lund didn't give up yet, and the sword slashed off, igniting a violent strong wind, but everything remained unchanged, and the flesh and blood of the clown still could not bridge.

"No ... try again ... unless ... Lund you ... become a knight ... otherwise ... until I die ... it can't be completely eliminated ..." The clown seemed to recover a little, with a funny smile A pair of deep black eyes, the past madness, anger, hatred, unwillingness, etc. seem to brew the final calm.

"Captain, you ..." Juliana wailed.

As a player who has followed the clown for seven or eight years, she was rescued by the clown many times in danger, and in the face of terrible evil, the captain clown is the strongest backing of their entire team, so even if many night watchmen condemned the clown for being crazy The character is tyrannical and distorted. She still trusts and admires the captain. She never expected to meet the professor twice. The teammates around her could not help but mourn and die one by one.

The clown seemed to have the obsession: "It's not me ... killed ... professed ... conspiracy."

"I know, captain, I know. If it is not the referees of the referee who have delayed the time, we will definitely arrive in time, so that you will not be framed by the professor and attacked by Natasha." Juliana confided to the church 2. Strong dissatisfaction with the referee. Although they repeatedly demanded to leave as soon as possible and could not let go of the professor, they still continued to discuss whether this led the professor to the night watchman to remove the conspiracy of the betrayal, wasting a lot of time before making a decision.And if it was not for the church and the tribunal to retreat weakly under the oppression of the nobles, how could everything go so irreparably?!

Lund was not included in the team of night watchmen who hunted down the professor. He didn't rush to find a possible place for him to hide until he heard that the clown had an accident, and then met Juliana next to him.

At this time, he was talking about the latest information: "Morning Star is dead and killed by the professor, leaving behind the 'Betrayal's ending'." His tone was cold and revealing endless anger, if the professor appeared in him at this time In front of him, he certainly could not help tearing the professor into pieces.

"Is it?" The clown's anger seemed to ignite again, and said: "The church is too depraved ... too weak. If it is still ... that way, how could we ... be taught by professors like ... cats teasing mice ... ... playing twice ... "

"Yeah, I think many people in the church have lost their pious beliefs. They compromised the nobility and the darkness on the pretext of hardships and obstacles!" Angry Minsk burst out with a red flame, a little irrational.

The clown's spirit became hyperactive, and his speech was no longer as intermittent as before: "Although I inspired the puppet bloodline, I couldn't control my madness, committed many crimes, killed many innocent people, and was complacent, like A real clown, but after being influenced by the bitter monk, I believe in the Lord wholeheartedly, remembering the oath of the night watchman, abandoning enjoyment, willing to live in darkness forever to guard light and justice, and commit myself to fighting evil. "

"No matter how crazy and tyrannical I am in the eyes of others, even the ordinary family members of the evil one will not let go, but there is no guilt in everything I do, this is to eradicate evil!"

The clown seemed to shine the last glory of his life. After speaking here, the breath suddenly became weak, and he looked at Lund, Juliana and Minsk: "Hope ... you ... do n’t ... forget ... night watchman ... Oath ... Don't compromise with darkness and evil ... Don't ... don't let go ... Professor ... "

"Yes, Captain." Juliana replied in tears but firmly.

Lund, with his eyes reddish, painted a cross on his chest, and said solemnly to the clown:

"The night is coming, I will protect from now until I am called by the Lord. I will give up the other, keep the darkness, no wife, no children, no land, no wealth. I will stay away from glory, praise, and devotion , Until the dead. I am the opposite of evil, a fallen enemy. I am resisting the cold flames, piercing the light of darkness. I dedicate my life and glory to the Lord, guarding the darkness for him, so tonight, so night. "

Both Julianna and Minsk repeated the night watchman ’s oath with tears: "... I dedicate my life and glory to the Lord, and guard the darkness for him, as it is tonight, so night and night."

The clown stretched out his left hand with difficulty, and painted a cross in front of the unbroken heart: "I ... dedicate ... life and glory ... to the Lord ... for him ... to guard ... darkness ... tonight ... so ... ... every night ... so ... "

As the voice grew deeper, the clown's eyes closed slowly.His eyes had been scattered, and Juliana's sad and angry expressions became blurred.

At this time, the clown fan was confused to hear the sound of clear footsteps!

Lund first reacted, turned his head sharply, and then his eyes were wide, surprised and terrified: "Master Amorton!"

At the door stood a woman wearing a red bishop robe and a red special square hat. She had long black hair and a beautiful face with a slight sympathy in her face.

"Master Bishop Amorton!" Minsk and Juliana were also full of shock and panic. Unexpectedly, the giant responsible for the referee, Cardinal Vera Amorton, appeared here.

Did she hunt down the clown?

Will she punish herself and others?

Amorton walked quickly to the clown, half crouched down and looked at it for a while before saying: "I'm late, the clown's soul has been cut by the sword of truth ..."

While speaking, the milky white light in her hand slowly faded the invisible twisted gap, but the clown's blood and flesh did not have the previous sense of creeping, just like a rotten flesh.This is a sign of exhaustion of vitality.

"Sir Amorton?" Regarding Amorton's performance, the sorrowful Lund and others noticed the abnormality. She didn't seem to come to arrest the clown?

Amorton squatted in front of the clown, looked at them slightly, and said in a heavy tone: "Nobles are arrogant, forget the Lord's blessing, the church is weak, and the glory of God is lost. For these, I think you should have a deep understanding . "

Lund and others who spoke these words in grief just now feel the same, but this is almost a betrayal of the church. They still dare not repeat it in front of the cardinal in charge of the referee.

Seeing their silence, Amorton turned to look at the clown: "You are the Lord's most loyal night watchman, and I pay tribute to you on behalf of others in the church who express dissatisfaction with the status quo like me. Whether on the ground, Still on the mountain of paradise, we will walk with you, the glory of the Lord will envelope you, you will never be alone. "

The clown was almost speechless, but there was still a strong rejoicing in his vague feeling.

"Sir Amorton, are you a faction within the church that opposes the status quo?" Lund asked cautiously, but this has never been heard of.

Amorton stood up and looked at them with pity: "Yes, are you willing to join?"

Thinking of the previous powerlessness and grief, thinking of the end of the clown, thinking of the glory of the past, thinking of the big figures like Amorton taking the lead, Lund, Juliana, and Minsk all painted crosses on their chests and firmly said: "Only the truth will last forever . We swear to defend the glory of the Lord! "

The clown's consciousness is completely vague, as if falling into a dream that will never wake up, and clearly feel the breath of death.

Before his consciousness completely disappeared, he seemed to see a silver-haired man in a red shirt and black coat in his dream. He was holding a glass of red liquid and chuckled softly: "He really tried ..."

PS: The night watchman ’s oath was changed from the song of ice and fire, and the general framework has not changed. Pay tribute to the master. This is the most impressive oath to me.