Chapter 12: Magician

Chapter 12 Magician
Crisp broken.
The glass on the door was broken by a figure.
Lilyan, wearing a silk pajamas, held a candlestick and was surprised to see the figure that had fallen from the outside.
Is that a handsome man, a short blond hair, wearing a star-blue - police uniform?
The people in the warning room will be in the door of the third floor when they look at the clock on the top of the head - at 4:50 in the morning?
It is not appropriate to say that the house is not suitable. After all, the Laya Club is one of the best
clubs
in Hongfang Street. It is located between the popular areas of Hongfang Street and Linhe Street (the famous commercial street in the West Ring District). Lily is even more The famous beauty in the clubhouse, even if it is a nobleman of the Earl class, or a high court official, if Lilien is to accompany him, the price will be one hour and twenty gold coins.
Therefore, when the West City Police Hall was young and promising, Captain Cohen Karabyan, when he plunged into the private bedroom of the Laiya Club from the third floor, Lilyan, who was awakened in bed, would come to the candlestick to check.
"This lady, I am really sorry, disturbing your sleep."
Cohen climbed up from the ground, hiding his sword on his back, and bowed to Lily, who was full of style, but when he reached out and wanted to take off his hat, he found that his officer’s hat had fallen. The battle is over.
"Hell." Cohen muttered.
I blame the old man for throwing my night clothes, and I don’t want to go out and buy them in the middle of the night.
Lilian looked boldly at this polite and handsome--it was important, otherwise Lilyan would go straight to a candlestick--the police officer, the beautiful big eyes gently turned, and reached for a soft black Hair, if the fingers seem to have nowhere to pass over the proud chest, giggling:
"Mr. Dear Police Officer, we are not open tonight."
Cohen certainly knows where it is and puts it in a normal place. This is the time when the Laiya Club is bustling.
But in the face of the beauty in front of him, he just smiled a little, and was not confused by Lilyan's moving style.
"So, you have been taken care of, go out tonight?"
"Of course, the blood bottle helped open the joints, and promised to make up for the losses. Otherwise, do you know that the night of the suspension of the Red Square Street will bring much damage to the adults who have worked hard for the kingdom and hard work? If they are because of Work is tired, physically troubled and boring, unable to contribute to the normal operation of the second largest country in the western continent. What should the more than 10 million people in the Star Kingdom do?"
Lily Ann blinked and smiled.
Cohen looked at the mature and seductive beauty, his brows slightly tight.
It seems that the information that I received through the informant is not complete. I originally thought that the Black Street Brotherhood took the initiative to attack the Red Square Street branch of the blood bottle. Now it seems that the blood bottle help set up in the Red Square Street in advance. The trap is going to be an army.
Then I will come over tonight and test the focus of the two gangs, which will be transferred from the Brotherhood.
After all, it is a blood bottle for nearly a hundred years.
"Hey, that golden-haired green dog!" A female voice outside the building interrupted the conversation between the two.
"Hurry up and lead to death! According to the rules, we can't enter any house."
Lilian went to the broken window curiously and saw a woman downstairs. The woman in the leather armor was holding the whip on her hand and angered upstairs.
Cohen bowed to Lilian.
"Thank you for your advice, beautiful lady, please forgive me for the moment, I am going to another lady's appointment."
The police officer of the blonde and the captain of the police turned around and gently jumped down the street.
"Dear Miss Bernice, don't be too anxious."
Cohen’s smile suddenly became cold and his eyes shot.
"The king is on the top, in the name of the sacred star, in the name of the sacred star, against the suspect who may endanger the interests of the kingdom and the national life, as a second-level security officer, I have the power to directly kill. - Don't worry, I will send you immediately, go with you. My brother is reunited."
Lily Ann upstairs stunned her mouth, she recognized, it was the blood bottle to help the 12 strongest, the infamous Layton brother and sister sister, "wandering" Bernice Leiden.
Her brother, "Stinger" Primo Layton, came to the Laya Club yesterday. He liked the special one. He almost killed a new girl with the oil in the lamp.
According to the tone of the police officer, it seems that the "stinger" has died in his hand?
"Green-skinned dog! Even your boss, don't dare not help the blood bottle! You - how dare you -" Bernice angered, as a more independent person in the Twelve Xeon, she shaved The hair on the left side, combing the rest of the hair to the right, makes her whole line look a lot harder.
"I will smash every piece of meat on your body!"
When the voice just fell, Bernice's whip opened a circle and rolled toward Cohen. The barb on the whip was like a spiritual one. It flew out and flew out!
"It turns out!"
Cohen’s figure suddenly blurred, and only the insider could see it. It was his speed of movement that could not be seen by the naked eye, and he quickly changed his position.
"Hey! Hey - hey!"
The phantom of the long sword smashed and cut off the whip!
"If your brother is still alive, with his ability to control these whiplashes, you two can cooperate and maybe even create some trouble."
But Bernice's whip is as flexible as a snake, and the whiplash and the fluttering whip form a dead-end attack that strikes.
"If I were ten seconds early, Primo would not die." Bernice is full of hatred.
"And you, the green dog, will be shredded by us!"
Cohen's face was unchanged, and five whiplashes were cut off by lightning, but the whip had already been drawn to his eyes!
At this time, Cohen suddenly looked awkward and rushed forward, and did not look at the whip that was drawn to him!
"Don't be foolish!"
"Stab!"
Bernice sneered at Cohen, who was rushing, and the whip ruthlessly tore his right shoulder! At the same time, the three barbs are lasing again!
My whip is on the poison that magnifies the pain, with a lot of barbs, and there are thorns in the barb. Once it is rubbed, the pain is - huh?
Cohen made a move that was unexpected to Bernice.
I saw the alert officer's figure attack, facing the three whiplashes, and the momentum was not reduced, raising his left hand, and the raw whip was blocked!
The whip penetrated deeply into the alert officer's arm, and one of them even pierced his palm, but his face remained the same, as if he had just been bitten by an ant.
Bernice looked at Cohen with amazement - there were a lot of enemies, all of them under the kind of poisonous whip, the movements were distorted, the face was twisted, and the mourning was rolling under her body.
But he - why didn't he react?
Doesn't he feel pain?
"Street art, let's stop here!" Cohen was cold and cold.
Bernice looked at Cohen, who was shocked by the thunder, and responded quickly. The whip was in a hurry and wanted to build a protective shield in front of him.
But a force of peek broke out from Cohen's sword instantly!
Bernice's face changed instantly.
this is not!
In an instant, Cohen’s sword is as sharp as a myriad of times. The stars are flashing, and the whip is smashed into several segments!
In front of Bernice, Cohen’s cold face and sword are getting bigger and bigger.
The next moment, the plain and sharp sword, pierced her left chest, and the tip of the sword stabbed from the back!
At this point, her words came out of her mouth.
"The power of the end! You are super-"
But she could not finish it.
"The law enforcement is over."
Cohen gently pushed the horrified Bernice out of the sword, as if doing a trivial thing.
"Give you a suggestion: What cards will be used next time, use them at the beginning."
He gently pulled the whip from his hand, and the power of the rushed back into the palm of his hand, forcing a few drops of cyan liquid out.
"If I wear armor, even if it is only light armor, you have already died 10,000 times."
"In the eyes of those who have experienced war, even the superpowers are childish and fight like streets, and you are just like children's games."
Bernice closed her eyes without God and fell to the ground forever. Not far from her front, her brother leaned against the wall and was pierced by a sword.
Cohen looked at Lily, who was surprised by the upstairs, and then headed for the deeper part of Hongfang Street.
This man, although looking at the gentleman's courtesy, Lily Ann licked her mouth and thought:
But really, it won’t be a woman.

In another lane of Hongfang Street.
Yala’s cold-handed wolf-legged knife was pulled out from the belly of the last red-headed scarf in front of her eyes, and she licked the blood on her face in disgust.
Tyres tried to convince himself not to think about the killing of Yala, which always reminded him of the big eyes before Quaid’s death.
Those people are conscious, they join the gang and clearly understand the consequences.
In this way, his mood is much better.
Tyres pressed tightly against the black cloth covering the nose and mouth, and watched that Yala had just put a small team, about seven or eight people's blood bottles to help the thugs, and then skillfully and tacitly climbed out from the hiding place, 趴上娅Pull the back.
"How did you overcome it?"
"Ok?"
"What kind of killing lives - nausea and guilt?"
Yala sighed.
"I was taught since I was a child," she said, carrying her shoulders, moving lightly under her feet, and her voice was cold: "It is not my kind that can be killed by me."
"It's like stepping on an ant."
Tyres no longer spoke, just tightening Yara's neck tighter.
After crossing Spence, they were on the road to Hongfang Street, and there were corpses and wounds everywhere. In a few places, even Yalah’s scalp was numb.
The two are careful all the way, but in a chaotic situation, even with the ability of Yala’s disappearance, it is extremely difficult.
Under the corpses everywhere and the screaming screams everywhere, despite trying to cover up the possession, they still inevitably met two teams of thugs, a brotherhood, and a team of blood bottles.
Yara is all merciless and does not leave a living.
Then leave quickly.
I don't know why, Tyres has some habits like this scene.
This is not a good thing - he reminds himself that psychological insensitivity is almost inevitable in behavioral bias.
"This is the fifth intersection, still can't pass." Yala stopped to frown and touched the air in front.
Tyres came down and touched his hand to the front.
It is obviously nothing, but it is an invisible and hard barrier.
"Is this an ability?" Taylors asked in surprise.
So far, there are not many abilities that Taylors has seen, but there are also many. For example, in the fraternity, Morris, who is in charge of human trafficking, is one of them. When he used his eyes only, he let an escaped suffocate suffocate. And die.
"No, the abilities do not have such a powerful ability. At the same time, blocking the five or six junctions of such a large street - I suspect that the remaining intersections are similar, even the abilities fighters are difficult to do."
Yala pushed the goggles on her face and carefully "observed" the transparent barrier in front of her eyes.
She remembered the old guy and the man - when Yala thought of it, she couldn't help but pause - telling her terrible legends.
"As far as I know," the female bartender looked very dignified. "This is probably the masterpiece of the magician."
Tyres widened his eyes.
Magician.
In fact, during his four or five-year street career, he heard the word more than once from the drunkards of the Sunset Bar, the hackers of Red Square Street, the gamblers of the Black Gold Casino, and the martyrdom of the Brotherhood.
Tyres thought that this was similar to the "sorcerer" and "sorcerer" in the fantasy novels he remembered, but later discovered that it was not.
No one will add the world's common sense to the tales of the tales, and even if there is, what he can reach is mostly the rumored hearsay and horror of the village husband.
However, with the experience he had found in the past, the professional experience of field research in the past, Taylors learned a lot of common sense through observation, the following is his observation notes on the term "magicist":
First, almost all the moments of talking about "magic abilities", the talkers are accompanied by negative emotions such as fear, hate and curse, and the keywords that appear at the same time are "powerful", "terrible", "damn", "hell". "Illegal" and so on.
Secondly, in this world, the magician is quite rare (here is rare, not the "rare" in the previous YY novels, which claims to be "rare", but the street is chaotic), Taylors judges, five years, Among the countless people who have talked about "magic abilities", only one alcoholic and one hacker have certain realism. Obviously they have indirectly or directly contacted the information about the magician.
Third, I have never heard of any organization or force of the magician, even if it is a gathering, but there is a rumor that there are two magicians in the top leader of the blood bottle.
Fourth, the patrol members responsible for the West City Gate City defense, the weapons equipped are called "anti-magic armed."
The fifth, the magician, and the "powerful", "powerful warrior", "end of the swordsman" and "end of the knight" that everyone is talking about are completely different. The latter may be the ability to exercise naturally or acquired. As for the magician, Tyres never heard how their fearful abilities were acquired.
Sixth, in addition to the magician, there is a kind of weapon, there is a suspicious name, called "magic gun", and it is only allowed to be used in the kingdom army, any illegal holder will be convicted of a felony .
The above is all the information about Tyres about the magician.
"Magicist?" Tyres asked, tempted.
Yala took a look at Tyres and re-applied the goggles: "The rumor is the black hand behind the blood bottle gang, which has never appeared in years."
"Blood help?"
So, is it a gangster boss? - Tyres slightly frowns: "What exactly does the magician do?"
Unexpectedly, Yala shook his head coldly.
"Do not ask."
The bartender did not hesitate to cut off his attempt to ask: "That is not something you should know."
Looking at Yala's expression, Thales scratched his head.
What exactly is the magician? Will the long-range arms that will be thrown into the fireball?
Are they particularly powerful people? Still have the existence of special abilities, just like the abilities?
Thales envisioned countless encounters with the magician, but unfortunately, according to the existing information, it seems that neither situation is too optimistic.
For example, now.
Tyres put the black cloth in his pocket and put it on the back of Yala.
"Now, we must be more careful, try to avoid all battles, so as not to expose the whereabouts."
The female bartender raised her head with great enthusiasm:
"I hope that our luck is not so bad that it will hit the front of the magician."

A few quarters ago.
The center of Hongfang Street, an underground warehouse in a chess room.
A handsome man in blue, with dark brown long curly hair, sits quietly on the table of an ancient marching disc. There is a map on the marching disc with a number of pieces for the game. It is divided into black and red, ranging from knights, swordsmen, casters, shield warriors to guards, prime ministers, and kings.
This is from the Kingdom of Ellenbia, drawn from historical allusions and common sense of war, the most popular chess game of the nobles nowadays - "the rise and fall of the empire", simulating the human kings and the two armies of the ancient empire before and after, For the aristocrats who are pampered and distinguished, they are of course the most masculine, attractive to women, and do not have to take the risk of playing.
Of course, there are also a few large aristocrats who love to be unique. It is said that they like to use real people as pawns.
Under the illuminating light, if you look closely, you will find that the map in the middle of the march is the street map of Hongfang Street.
The handsome man easily moved the piece with his right hand, and a black or red piece was removed from the picture, but in the removed piece, the scattered suns were far more than the reds concentrated.
Two black prime ministers are in the picture, surrounded by a lot of black guards or swordsmen, and several red knights are holding them. On the outside, many black knights and shield warriors are being primed by two red prime ministers, leading the swordsmen and guards to break through.
In the center of the map, there is a deep red king standing next to it, next to a red guard.
The handsome man in blue is playing his game happily. When he looks closely, he notices that his free left hand is gathering a light blue energy sphere, like a life, breathing slowly. There seems to be a storm in the energy ball.
From time to time, the blue man opened his mouth and said something. At his mouth, he could clearly see the trajectory of the air vibration and dissipate into the air.
But strangely, no sound was sent.
This scene is even more bizarre in the dark and lonely silence.
At this time, the blue man suddenly frowned.
Then he reached out and changed his hand and took off a red caster on the edge of the map.
But after a few minutes, the blue man’s brow slammed again. He slowly reached out and took off the only red swordsman in that position.
The blue energy ball of the blue man's left hand flashed a bit, and the storm inside was quite unstable.
He took a few deep breaths and spoke for the first time with a voice.

Who is responsible for the alert and interception in the direction of the city?

He is asking the air.
In the scary darkness, there was a strange and affirmative answer: "The deformer Dorno, and the undead Spence."
The blue man closed his eyes and shook his head. Then he moved two red swordsmen from other places to the two eaten chess positions and moved one of them deeper, as if to catch the one who ate him. And Spean's stuff.
His mouth spread out of the ripples of the air, and his lips opened silently for a while.
Then, he gradually spoke a voice to the void.
"Tallon brothers and Moria, we have been eaten by us an hour ago..."
"So is it a reinforcement?" he muttered.
He hesitated, and moved the two red prime ministers on the map and moved one past.
"This is all right."
But the next moment, the blue man felt like something, his face changed again.
He moved his right hand to the edge of the other end of the map, almost simultaneously removing two red swordsmen.
The blue man's face is a bit unsightly.
"Who is in charge of the direction of the inner west ring road, who is the guardian of the mission?"
"It is the brother and sister of Leiden, stinger and whip."
This time, the voice in the darkness seemed to be a little cautious.
The blue man did not speak, his gaze, patrolling back and forth at the ends of the map, his face showed doubts and dissatisfaction.
"Is it a chess piece that comes out? It’s a real headache. Isn’t it a good time to say hello to the police hall?

Finally, he sighed helplessly.
It’s been a long time since I didn’t play these human games, so the level has dropped?
Ugh.
The blue man gently raised his head and his face looked complicated.
"Guraton, you know."
"The meaning of traps and labyrinths is to block the entrance and exit, trapping the mouse from the net."
"But if the entrance and exit of the trap are both opened."
"The mouse that still catches a fart."
Then, the blue man's face was cold and decisively moved the center of the map, the guard next to the red king, to the place where the two red swordsmen were out.
In the darkness, a wind rang.
There was no more voice.
Only the energy storm in the hands of the blue man gradually stabilized.
(End of this chapter)