The lingering flame ignited by the characteristic magic powder circled up in the dark wooden house, from the initial dazzling orange color to the bloody red. After a moment, it gradually turned into a green indigo blue during the cough, and finally turned into a twilight rainbow smoke, rising up, straight out of the window, and drifting towards the boundless part of the dark sky.

These colorful smokes have the effect of driving away odors, can wake up the air, and remove gas poisons from the outside.

A temple archer squatted down, came to the corner of the wall, rubbed the blood on it with his fingers: "The powerful multi-type magic is undoubtedly the target. According to judgment, it has been an hour and a half."

With the help of two priests, the priest inspected the magic circle on the floor of the house: "This is a magic circle used to block soul waves, and it is specially designed for the light-type divine nature, very ancient magic circle. I have seen this magic circle in the presiding judge's collection. It seems that the deputy captain's judgment is correct. The other party is also a member of the Light Cult, and at least he is a person who has a relationship with the Light Cult."

A Templar said: "I feel annoyed when I see the blood on the ground. Can I clean it? And the magic circle on the ground will be destroyed together."

The old priest quickly stopped him and said, "Don't rush to destroy the magic circle. Let me study it. Anyway, it's just a shield of breath and can be used in reverse, which will be helpful for us to track the enemy."

Another priest said: "Daming the materials of the entire magic array at will will destroy them. Tsk tsk, it is really extravagant to use mitral to arrange the magic array. It is said that the Capital of Thousand Sins is rich in mitral. It seems that it is not a false statement. If the node is destroyed, the materials will be recycled."

The Archer also stopped him and said, "Don't rush to clean those blood. You can lock the opponent's body through the secret technique later, which will be of great help to follow up. Anyway, the bloody smell has the phantom powder to eliminate, you will never be afraid of watching the blood, right?"

"Who is scared? I just hope that the place I stayed tonight will be cleaner. I feel uncomfortable looking at the bloodstains on the ground and can't go out. There is a garbage dump outside. You won't be fumigated to death when you go out. What the hell is this?"

The Archer said contemptuously: "This shows that the enemy is truly proficient in escape techniques. If you find something that you feel disgusting and dare not look for, the most dangerous place is the safest place, that is nonsense. If you can't think of a way, you have to fool yourself."

At this time, the wooden door was pushed open and several Templars in charge of tracking entered the house.

Although Black saw that there was no trace of fighting, he guessed the result, but he still asked habitually: "How is it? Have you found someone?"

"No, the trace disappeared even after reaching the lake. It seemed that he knew that we were chasing behind us, desperately trying to eliminate the traces. In addition, it was too dark, and tracking would be prone to sneak attacks at this time - if he was really as powerful as the deputy captain said." The speaker shrugged.

Black, who was pale and obviously had a loss of qi and blood, said angrily: "What do you mean is that I will suffer such a serious injury because my strength is too poor? Do we want to fight now? Even if we are injured, there will be no problem to defeat you."

The Templar quickly waved his hand and said, "Where! How dare I question the strength of the deputy captain? Just following your description, the other party not only broke an arm, but was also seriously injured. He should not have the ability to fight back."

Blake then calmed down and said, "Don't underestimate the other party. The man hid very deeply. He clearly possessed the strength of a blood magician, but he was useless in the battle. He did not explode until the last moment. With this forbearance, we can't take it too much."

Although his injuries were stabilized by advanced light therapy magic, the unique strange toxicity of blood-type magic is not so easy to remove and merge into the blood. Even if he removes toxins, he can do nothing. Unless he is blood-exchanged, he can only rely on his own light fighting spirit to force it out bit by bit.

The old priest also pondered: "The blood-based fallen magic has been extinct on the continent for a long time, and I didn't expect to see it again... With this, even if he was not arrested this time, and notify the Magic Guild, the entire magic empire would pursue him. Fallen magic is a taboo for orthodox magicians."

Black said in a deep voice: "Don't say depressed words. This pursuit is absolutely not allowed to fail. Otherwise, the captain died in the capital of Thousand Sin, so the Third Knights can be dropped out of ten, and then taken to the point of being taken into slaughter. It is also impossible to remove the order. Only by catching the enemy can we have a certain confidence in getting rid of the crime, especially the identity of the blood magician. The stronger the strength, the more convincing it is."

A knight sighed and said, "I didn't expect that the entire Holy Alliance was praised as the Son of Light, known as the Holy Knights' hope, the future leader will actually fall in a small land of sin... The Railingbaruke family has just risen and it's already sunset. Those supporting forces should not take advantage of the situation and erase it. There is also the poor Princess Sophie, who heard that she is engaged and will hold a wedding in the second half of the year. Unexpectedly, what she is waiting for is a funeral, and she has become a widow before she gets married."

After a silence, everyone's mood became heavy.

Finally, Black waved, "Don't think about what happened next. The most important thing now is to catch the prisoner, regardless of life or death. Judging from the traces left by the other party, he obviously wanted to escape into the 100,000 mountains and then get rid of the tracking."

Others think so, after all, they can't beat them. The remaining two directions are not something that the other party can go to, whether it is the Holy Alliance or the Magic Empire. In the past, many criminals who committed serious crimes fled into the 100,000 mountains, hid their names and avoided pursuit.

The archer sneered, "What can I do if I enter a hundred thousand mountains? Even if the dragon helps him, we don't mind being a dragon-slaying warrior. Although his secret technique is clever, he can't escape my tracking technique. It's a big mistake to think that I can get rid of it by hiding in such a dirty place. I also climbed up from the bottom. I haven't eaten any pain. I know his thoughts very clearly."

Black concluded: "No matter how the other party escapes, even if he chases the ends of the world, he cannot let go! Even if he fights for endurance, we will exhaust him to death!"

...

The garbage plant next to the wooden house has piled up garbage hills. In less than a thousand meters apart, the highest garbage hill is the mountain. Tangning, who should have escaped north into a hundred thousand mountains. He is in a pile of garbage, flowing with the world without being defiled. He looks up from a high place, his eyes looking at the original shelter.

Masaka laughed and said, "Sure enough, the most dangerous place is the safest place. They never thought that the target they were pursuing desperately was by their side."

Tang Ning shook his head and said, "It's not that they could not have thought that even if they had such an idea, they were denied and believed that it was impossible. In essence, they made a mistake of arrogant and arrogant. Even if they knew that I had the strength of a magician, they thought it was impossible to threaten them. They had enough escape, but they would never dare to lose their lives to fight back. Although they believed that they did not underestimate their opponents and made the most careful response, in fact, this mentality was already arrogant."

The magician held the weapon in his hand in his arm. The magic gun reflected a cold cold light. The tip of the gun was aimed at the wooden house, emitting a cold murderous intent.

"They all forgot that since they are enemies, there is no saying that there is no safe disposal before they are killed."
Chapter completed!