George looked up and saw two people with red and black masks walking towards him.

"The other party is an explorer..." George Lucas, who had been a little flustered all the time, after sensing the imposing manner of the person who came, he calmed down a little, "However, it seems to be only Jack-level."

Kennedy said to himself that although his physical strength and soul are not very strong, as long as he makes good use of the mysterious heritage in his hands, he does not need to be afraid even in the face of Queen-level explorers.

When the two approached, George took out a pocket watch from his arms.

It was a large copper pocket watch. The case had been played with some smoothness. The copper relief on the case depicted three crows standing on top of each other.

George opened the dial, the slender hands were moving quietly, and the characters on the dial were crows of various shapes.

"It's 9:14 in the night," George read the time on the dial, "I declare that there is a feast of blood and flesh here for the crows..."

George's fist clenched the pocket watch tightly, and bright red blood began to flow from the gap between his palm and the pocket watch.

George swallowed his saliva, endured the pain in his palm, and his face was pale: "I still can't get used to this feeling..."

Sean and Evan suddenly heard the crows chirping from the sky.

Like a large dark cloud falling on the ground, the dark crowd of crows suddenly galloped down from the sky.

The two of them each resisted the crows descending from the sky. These black messengers of terror gathered together, as if a storm was about to devour the two of them.

Sean's vicious claws slashed across the sky, Evan opened his hands, and a mass of flames shot out, forming a bright mushroom cloud.

The crows scattered suddenly, some hovering, some standing on a huge dead tree next to it, like the dead tree suddenly covered with black leaves.

With a pale face, George raised his slowly bleeding fist clutching his pocket watch, pointing in the direction of Sean and Evan: "To you—those fresh hearts, spleens, and livers!"

The crows went crazy again and swept down.

A smooth piano sounded, and George saw a flash of swords appearing in the air around him.

He hurriedly turned his fist in a panic, pointing in the direction of the flash, the blood beads in his palm were thrown away, and the crows roared and changed direction according to the direction of his fist, blocking the sword played by the sound of the piano...

Behind George, a black figure flashed out.

Only then did he know that he was surrounded, he shouted in fear, and instinctively waved his fist, the crows turned back again and flew behind him to block the attack.

Olivia faced the black crowd of crows, and the carving knife under her feet made a crescent-like bright mark, and black blood splattered everywhere.

In the darkness, there is a pair of scorched yellow eyes staring at him...

George was short of breath, his hands suddenly clenched the B-class mysterious heritage called "Crow's Nest", his forehead secreted a large drop of sweat due to the severe pain on his palm, and the blood flow between his fingers suddenly increased...

The crows gathered together and turned into a huge figure covered in black feathers.

The Raven Traveler hugged his body tightly and endured Doug's continuous heavy punches. The fragments on his body that were hit by each punch were the corpse of a crow with broken bones...

"It seems that he is a complete layman." Evan walked to George, tilted his head and said to Sean.

Sean turned his head and stared at the movement in the wooden house—the gunshots had diminished, but the sound of the call for magic was still coming out, and the white holy flames rushed out of the window from time to time, licking the night sky...

"Considering Benjamin's safety, the Sheepdogs' assault was quick and sudden, but they couldn't eat the Kennedy team..."

Sean turned to look at George who was at the end of his life, and shook his head with some emotion.

Raise the M1920, aim, and pull the trigger.

After a gunshot, George screamed and let go of the Crow's Nest pocket watch in his hand, and the raven travelers suddenly dispersed into a flock of crows. The crows scattered as if frightened by the gunshots of the hunters, no longer crazy about human internal organs. .

George glanced at the Crow's Nest pocket watch that had fallen on the ground, trembling with **** hands, about to pick it up, Sean snapped his fingers, and the psychic hand took the pocket watch away first.

The bloated driver turned and ran, jumped over the fence, and rushed to an old abandoned house in front of him.

Sean raised his head to see the old house, and his heart moved, he threw out the spiritual hook, and caught up in an instant.

He grabbed George by the back collar and led him forward, into a garden overgrown with grass that had been neglected for many years outside the old house in front of him.

Because he was too nervous and flustered, George didn't notice that there was a sudden thick fog around him.

Sean took off his mask while pushing George forward.

The driver George's originally pale and flustered face froze instantly after seeing Sean's face.

Then, with his eyes wide open, his mouth wide open, he shook his head like crazy: "Impossible...impossible...impossible!!!"

The thick fog obscured the surrounding scenery - a symbol of the shuttle into the spirit.

Sean said calmly, "It is the duty of a taxi driver to deliver the guests safely to their destination..."

They walked out of the thick fog, and the atmosphere of the old house in front of them completely changed - it became mournful and chilling.

In the dark second-floor window, there seemed to be a figure with disheveled hair standing.

The owner of the old house, who could not be seen outside the spiritual realm, seemed to notice that a long-lost guest was visiting, and quickly walked to the first floor to "greet".

George's feet were already limp, and he was clinging to Sean's arms, his face full of tears: "Please, please, please don't do this!"

Sean carried George, who could no longer walk by himself, with the spirit substance, and continued: "Obviously, you didn't perform your duties well at the beginning - you deliberately sent the guests to a dangerous place."

George could feel the terrible resentment and hatred emanating from behind the gate of the old house, and sat on the ground with all his weight: "It was Kennedy who asked me to do it, it was Kennedy!"

"I'm just an ordinary Leonian who wants to bring my sister home," Sean opened the door of the old house, "I will settle your accounts one by one."

There was darkness inside the door~lightnovelpub.net~ A figure in dirty pajamas with disheveled hair was standing in the shadows holding a rusty knife.

"The Holy Father seems to have blessed me - I wonder if he will bless you?" Sean said.

The psychic hand threw George into the room and slammed the door shut.

Sean turned around and left, and behind him came the sound of George slamming the door frantically and a miserable howl.

Sean returned to the fog and walked out of the spiritual realm, returning to the place where George was just besieged.

The battle in the wooden house seemed to be coming to an end - there was no more gunfire, the white holy flame may not have been seen for a long time, only the sound of the call sign was faintly heard, but it could be heard that the bishop named Gospel Thunder was exhausted at the moment.

In the darkness, the clown hermit squatted on the ground, checking the cursed pocket watch; Doug the degenerate was untying the rope wrapped around the old white cloth; Olivia stood with her hands behind her back, her hair fluttering in the night wind; Moonlight was facing the direction of the wooden house, smoking a cigarette.

They were silent like a pack of wolves lurking in the dark night, and they all turned back to their captain when they heard Sean's footsteps.

Sean passed them and walked towards the wooden house: "Let's go." He said in a steady voice, as if telling a trivial matter: "Let's go hunt Ace-class."

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