Mystic Holy See

v2 Chapter 97: backhand

It's weird...

As Sunderland approached here at a high speed, he wondered in the headache:

If the opponent's ability is the ability to penetrate matter, why did he not penetrate the ground when he activated the ability?

It stands to reason that the ground cannot support him when he activates his abilities.

Sunderland didn't hesitate to grab the other's legs that hadn't penetrated into the wall, feeling the weight of the body and immediately pulled out, but the other party clearly reacted, grabbing the clothes with both hands from the body's legs part was passed through.

"The ability is controlled very delicately, and the activation of the ability of each part of the body is divided."

Sunderland came up with this idea, and could only watch the other side get into the wall. Although he regretted not directly killing him just now, he was not in a hurry, but calmly threw the clothes on the wall to the street. On, **** and socks spilled out.

"Pfft!!"

"what!!!"

The cracking sound of the wooden window and the man's scream of anger sounded together, and a big white worm was thrown out directly from the window of the building that had just got in.

He was covered in ****, only his arms and thighs were bound by two black liquid-like ribbons.

"Hey, there's really no way to activate multiple abilities at a time."

Sunderland smiled proudly under the hood, knowing that the other party had this ability, how could he arrest someone alone?

On the other end of the black liquid ribbon, a man wearing the same style of black and gold robe was standing at the top of the street lamp on the street, his face under the hood was covered by a pure white mask.

This is of course Dylan, the mask is Mr. Black Mamba's suggestion, Sunderland has nothing to worry about, and if the action fails, he is not too afraid of the other party's retaliation, but Dylan will consider Tina even if he doesn't care.

The 'adhesion' ability accomplished with the help of the confinement fluid's accompanying matter has a miraculous effect on capture and restraint, so Sunderland will naturally bring him to participate in this mission.

As for Miss Mickley?

Although she also wanted to participate in the action, to put it bluntly, Sunderland felt that her current extraordinary ability was useless...

Recently, her body, who is addicted to eating blood, is growing up little by little, but she has no fighting experience at all, no matter how strong her body is, she is just a display.

More black liquid drilled out of the pores on Dylan's hand, and the formed liquid ribbon tightly surrounded Fernand. He hesitated a little, and 'politely' covered Mr. Phantom Thief's vital points.

On the one hand, in order to keep some dignity for the other party, on the other hand, it is really hot.

"Not yet able to activate..."

Sunderland looked at the **** man who was pressed to the ground, and did not let his guard down because of the messy hair and swollen forehead of the other party. Judging from the short fight just now, his ability should have been activated again.

But before he started, it proved that he had no plans. As for giving up resistance...

Totally impossible.

However, it is also possible that the negative effects of extraordinary items have not ended.

Of course, Fernand will not give up resistance, but he also understands his situation. His ability is being familiarized by the other party bit by bit, which means more and more danger.

He gasped and asked, "What do you want?"

"I don't think you're a lip gloss, Mr. Thief?" Sunderland said casually, pacing to a position about three meters away from the other party.

"'The chanting of the wind spirit' is in my clothes."

Sunderland made a "hey", took two steps forward, his right arm suddenly stretched out, and his right hand with black nails fiercely pinched the opponent's neck, Sen said coldly, "This is not funny."

The first time he picked up the other party's clothes, Sunderland felt the weight of the clothes, and there was absolutely nothing mixed with the texture that a top gem should have.

"I am, say in the ring in the pocket of the trousers... It's an extraordinary item that can be stored, really." Fernand was struggling to breathe, and the threat of black fingernails running through his skin made him tremble slightly. .

Sunderland hid his face in the shadow of his hood and waved his hand slightly.

Dylan, who was above the street lamp, understood, a tributary of black liquid ribbon stretched out, extending into the clothes thrown on the street, and a silver ring was dug out from his trouser pocket in a short while.

"How to turn it on?" Sunderland didn't take it, just asked.

"Smear the words on the ring with blood." Fernand said reluctantly.

Before Sunderland could speak, Dylan had picked up the dagger that Fernand had just dropped on the ground and handed it to Sunderland.

Really qualified apprentice...

That's why Sunderland likes to take Dylan with him, he's so articulate, it's always clear when what to do.

He took the dagger, and with a flick of the snake's limb, the dagger had already slashed Fernand's face, and the blade was stained with blood.

"what!"

The speed was too fast, until Sunderland wiped the blood with his fingers, Fernand felt the coolness and pain on his face, and suddenly screamed.

Sunderland didn't care about him at all, and slowly smeared blood on the oddly shaped text on the ring's surface.

The blood was absorbed by the ring visible to the naked eye, and then a violent purple mist swelled out from the ring!

"not good!"

Sunderland had already responded very quickly, but he was still hit by the purple mist, and he inhaled some unconsciously. In less than two years, he felt that his body began to lose strength, and his consciousness gradually became blurred,' Plop' fell to the ground.

The mist sprayed out in a wide range, and even Dylan's location was shrouded, but he held his breath in time, and there was no major problem for the time being.

His expression tightened, and the black liquid ribbon subconsciously tightened, but the other party was waiting for this opportunity, the extraordinary ability was activated, the black liquid passed through the other party, and nothing was caught.

Dylan gritted his teeth, and the black ribbon caught the silver ring first—this was a choice he had to make on the spot.

He has been observing ~lightnovelpub.net~ and has his own thoughts. There is no thread on the other side, and there is no place to hide things. This ring is very likely to have the function of storing things, but it also has a trap to guard against.

Fernand's eyes flashed with regret, but his body did not hesitate to jump to a sewer, and the whole person passed through the ground.

For him, finances are trivial matters, and it is serious to protect himself.

"Sooner or later, I will find out what the **** you guys are!"

Fernand fell into the dirty drain in the ground. The disgusting smell made him nauseous, and the direct contact with the skin without clothes made him nauseous.

Hatred is like a fire that burns more and more.

"You give me..."

He violently flicked the dirty water from his face and yelled, but he stopped halfway through his words.

In the next second, his entire body was cut into a dozen pieces of meat!