On the top of the scepter, there is a crystal stone embedded like an ever-bright lamp, which is emitting a pale golden light.

This is...the Scepter of Holy Light!

Grint has been waiting for more than a hundred days and nights, and the day has finally arrived!

Grint held the Holy Light Scepter tightly with both hands, and a faint glow reflected on her face. Her expression gradually changed from ecstasy to determination. She turned back and walked towards the seriously injured Merry. She saw that Merry's left shoulder was hit by a purple-red psychic gun.

The sight of it being penetrated and nailed to the ground made her heart tighten. She immediately raised her holy light scepter high and began to chant a spell at the same time.

A beam of light fell on the purple-red psionic gun, and soon completely enveloped it. Grint looked at the light golden energy that was different from the psionic color, and felt a strange feeling in her heart. This was the first time she felt it.

It feels like you can control other types of energy besides spiritual energy.

In the supernatural world, if everyone hears that someone can actually use light magic, they will definitely jump up in fear. Shouldn't such a person only be a holy god?

If such people exist, why are they afraid of those demons who admire the dark order?

Following waves of crisp sounds, the purple-red psychic gun that stood as solid as a rock was gradually peeled off by the power of the light element. Wisps of purple-red flames were drifting outwards. The remaining gun body became thinner and thinner.

It came shorter and shorter, and finally turned into a few points of light in the air and disappeared completely.

If it hadn't left a hole about the diameter of two coins in Merry's shoulder, it would have been as if the psychic gun had never appeared at all.

Grint's arms relaxed and hung down, and her chest heaved. She had consumed too much in the confrontation at the third level, and her complexion became very pale.

"No...Glint, you are a holy magician!" Grint calmed down, and raised the Holy Light Scepter again with trembling pale hands. The Holy Light Scepter lit up again as if it heard her voice.

stand up.

Bai Yan raised his head and looked in the direction of the person, his eyes narrowed slightly.

"The people from the Foundry Pavilion..."

The people from the Casting Pavilion came here to help, probably because someone among the people who just escaped just went there to tip off the news. She is not a murderer, she only kills those who stand in the way, and she didn't do it at the beginning.

She didn't plan to kill all the people who were here, but she didn't expect that doing so would cause the other party to bring in reinforcements.

With the ice healing ability, and Grint now having the Scepter of Holy Light, the effect of an ordinary healing spell is enough to bring Merry back from the edge of death. The blow just now passed through Merry's left shoulder, almost injuring him

If Meili hadn't subconsciously moved her heart back when she realized the danger, even God wouldn't have been able to save her.

Among the people rushing over, one person suddenly shouted, "These are the people, they are the thieves who stole the famous paintings from the Bi'an Art Museum the day before yesterday!"

The young man who threw the Scepter of Holy Light to Lanaya glanced at the corpses lying on the ground, then looked at the woman under him carefully for a while, and then let out a soft snort from his nose.

The white-eyed woman's chin was on the ground, and purple runes that bound the spell were shining all over her body. Her expression looked painful, but she didn't struggle for a moment. The young man held her wrists firmly in his hands and pointed towards her.

Pulling her back diagonally high and straight, the other hand pressed heavily on the back of her neck, and one knee was on her waist. That is the center of gravity of the human body. Once this part is fixed, it will be difficult to turn over.

Already.

"Hand it over." The young man said. His teeth were clenched and he didn't look relaxed.

Another person ran to the door and blocked all the passages leading to the outside of the restaurant. When he finished everything and turned back, the sheriff who was lying in the corner suddenly woke up, but because he was kicked by the woman just now,

He hit the wall and kicked his lifeblood. His whole body was in pain and he couldn't get up. He could only lie on the ground and make some weird screams.

At this time, Meri could stand up. She glanced at Grint with a grateful face, then flapped her wings, slowly left the ground with her toes, flew to the side of the white-eyed woman, and stepped on her face.

"Can't you stand up? You still want a divine weapon? It's not even your turn to smell the divine fart!" The toe of Meri's shoe poked straight into the white-eyed woman's cheek, which was deeply sunk in, and her two petals were as red as blood.

Her lips were pursed into a very funny shape, and then, Merry kicked her on the tip of her nose. The woman closed her eyes, and two streams of blood dripped from under her delicate aquiline nose.

"Don't kill her, she is the only one who knows the whereabouts of that famous painting!" The young man who rolled his eyes whispered to Meili.

"What famous painting?" Zhuo Weini asked, supporting the shaky Grint.

"A painting called "Thunder Catastrophe" collected in Bi'an Art Museum." One of the people replied.

"Hahaha……"

The woman with white eyes suddenly laughed, and the whole enclosed space was filled with her hoarse and wild laughter. She raised her head suddenly, her eyes widened, and the corners of her mouth were raised in a high grin, but there were two traces of blood hanging under her nostrils.

Cutting down most of her madness: "I said, don't even think about taking back the things that come into my hands! Hahahahaha..."

The figure of the woman with white eyes gradually faded, and finally turned into a wisp of purple-red flame, slipping out of the restraints, escaping from the small gap in the window like a flying snake.

"Damn it!" The young man showed an expression of gritted teeth and punched the ground, causing the ground to shake suddenly.

Lanaya was jolted awake by the punch. She rubbed her stinging right eye, frowned slightly, raised her eyes to look at Merry, and seeing that she was fine, she walked towards Grint, "Just now, thank you...

…”

Grint, who was languid just a moment ago, immediately shrank behind Zovini like a cat whose tail was stepped on, his whole body still trembling uncontrollably.

But it was of no use. Zovini was born small, and her height was only half a head away from Grint, so Grint couldn't hide her.

Seeing Grint's reaction to her, Lanaya was a little embarrassed. She knew that the aura emitted by the Holy Armor must be too terrifying, but everyone had their own secrets, and it was really difficult to explain this matter to her.

"Are you okay?" The young man who was the first to come and hand them the Holy Light Scepter suddenly said.

Everyone in the Hidden Temple shook their heads. What should I say about this? The enemy was about to be frightened by Lanaya, and suddenly a group of people appeared out of nowhere, allowing the enemy to take advantage of the opportunity to escape... This is really a period.

A fantastic and deceiving farce.

"Since there is nothing important, let me introduce myself first." The young man said, "I am Willie, the president of the Casting Pavilion."

Lanaya had previously only guessed that they were from the Forging Pavilion, but she did not expect that they had such a high status. She quickly lowered her head and said, "Hello, I am Lanaya."

"I know you." Willy said with a smile: "My father said that you are the most outstanding student he has ever taught, and he has placed great hopes on you. After this process was completed, he also said that he would like me to use

I will transfer the scepter to you as quickly as possible, lest I make you wait impatiently."

Lanaya's eyes widened slightly, this man was actually Kored's son!

It seems that it’s not Korede who is doing well in this area, but his son is awesome!

Willy's eyes turned to the surroundings again, and he couldn't help but frown: "These people usually don't make any noise. Even if there is a theft somewhere, everyone feels strangely that it has nothing to do with these people, and even feels that it has never happened.

This group of people has appeared before, as if they have never stolen anything... Why did they show up today?"

"Sorry... I didn't quite understand." Lanaya smiled sheepishly. If they knew that she had brought these people out, I don't know whether she would be praised or reprimanded. In short, both results would be the same.

It's not what she wants. For her, the fewer people who notice her, the better.

"I mean, I always feel that they have some ability to conceal their whereabouts or identity." Willy said in a different way.

Ranaya was startled for a moment, then suddenly realized, "Maybe."

When it comes to concealing her whereabouts or identity, the first thing Lanaya thinks of is the clothes that once belonged to Lisa of Deadly Night Shadow. I really don’t know what magic they did on the clothes. If such clothes are really sold on the market

, then what a high price it would be sold for!

Deadly Night Shadow...?

"President Willie, how to get to the Bianan Art Museum you mentioned?" Ranaya asked.

"It's a landmark building just in the east of the eighth district of the city. You can see it when you arrive."

"What a bitch, you actually kicked me... kicked..." The Sheriff who was lying on the ground stood up shakily on his chair, and suddenly found that there were about ten people standing in front of him, plus the people lying on the ground.

There were about ten people standing, and the scene seemed a bit crowded and a bit scary, because all the people lying upside down were dead.

However, the Sheriff was used to such scenes. His eyes were attracted by the gleaming cane in Grint's hand, and he kept looking over there with frowning eyes and narrowed eyes.

Only then did Willy and the others notice that there were other people here besides themselves. Among them was a man from the Forging Pavilion who ran over and helped the Sheriff over. Due to the size of the Sheriff, this task was very difficult.

During the journey, I was almost thrown to the ground by the police officer several times.

After feeling the gaze from Willy, the Sheriff suddenly realized. He nodded hurriedly a few times and said: "It turns out to be the president of the Casting Pavilion. I'm sorry, I'm sorry. I'll ask someone to clean up this place..."

After that, he limped out. Willy looked at his back in disbelief and shrugged: "I didn't say anything yet!"

"You... it's better to leave here quickly, and leave the rest to us." Willy had a faint apology on his face, which was completely inconsistent with his identity. Maybe he knew that Lanaya was being raped by him.

Because of the fact that the father valued them, he looked at these children with normal eyes.

"Thank you." Lanaya nodded. She didn't want to stay in a place like this. She turned to the others and said, "Let's go to the art museum."
Chapter completed!