black wizard Zhu Peng

At the same time, Brett, a senior police officer hiding in the corner of the street, gnawed on a hard hamburger while curling up in the cold wind, watching the girl he loved having a candlelight dinner with an old man through the shadow of the lamp. .He wanted to pull out his gun several times and rush in directly, but Brett finally suppressed his emotions, but he was unwilling to leave. Who knows if that old beast will do something to the pure Kidman? What's worse?

Looking through the window at the shivering man in the corner, sipping the fine wine in the goblet, Kiman in front of him looked more and more charming, as clear as ice and jade.

After about four to ten minutes of eating a meal, Zhu Peng and Kiman cleaned up the table together, and then Zhu Peng took out a silver revolver from his room. A mass of vigorous fire was burned, and the internal structure of the gun was fine-tuned through burning and tempering, and he also incorporated a few silver bullets into it, making the silver gun more and more silvery.

Then, Zhu Peng walked back to the living room. Kiman was sitting sideways on a chair, looking down at the street view below. After the wine and food just now, the girl seemed a little bit drunk, and she was unwilling to move.

"No, I keep my word. This is a high-quality weapon carefully prepared for you. If you use it, like the bald butcher a week ago, you can headshot it with about six shots."

(If it's standing there, it's up to you.) Walks to the table and hands over the silver revolver.

"Besides being relatively new, why does it look so similar to your previous one?" Kidman took the pistol and asked with some doubts, but he still couldn't put it down.

Chapter 19 Welcome to a different world

"Is this an anti-demon weapon? It feels different from an ordinary revolver, but I can't tell what is the difference." Adjusting his breathing, holding the gun with both hands, Kiman held the gun that Zhu Peng handed her just now. Turning around, Zhu Peng dodged when he wanted to point at him.

"Of course there are differences between demon-slaying weapons and normal firearms, but although it has the foundation of demon-slaying weapons now, if it really wants to become a high-quality demon-slaying weapon, there is still one step away... virgin blood!" As he spoke, Zhu Peng stretched out his hands and pressed Kiman on the chair, and then he came to sit opposite the girl.

"Originally, I had to go to the kindergarten to get sweets to coax the cute little loli, but now that you're here, you just save me the trouble." As he said, Zhu Peng took the table knife and cut open Kiman's palm.

As the blood dripped onto the silver gun and overflowed onto the table, the man chanted a secret spell. Driven by both spiritual power and magic power, the dark red blood slowly formed a complicated magic circle around the revolver. context.

"You... how do you know that I..."

Zhu Peng didn't care, but Kiman's cheeks turned into a big red cloth. In the western world, a woman in her 20s is still a virgin, which is actually a very shameful thing.

"Your brows are unopened, there is still fluff on your ears, and you walk like a man without even twisting your buttocks. Is it strange to see that you are still a virgin... Does anyone in your police station know?"

"...Who would study these weird things all day long like you?" Kiman yelled frantically. If Zhu Peng hadn't been pulling her hands at this moment, she might have become angry from embarrassment.

And Zhu Peng also lowered his head and ignored her, concentrating on perfecting the blood talisman formation. Although the usual battle mainly depends on his shirt and muscles, in fact Zhu Peng is already a powerful legendary wizard who has studied witchcraft for more than half a century. The main areas of magic mechanics, necromancy, and evocation are all extremely profound, while the inherited God Eater system is more of a program system, the ability to summarize what he has learned all over his body.

Therefore, it is really easy for Zhu Peng to do some small enchanting and play some small tricks in this world, which is also the performance that any spy shadow wizard should have.

"...Kino, do you think I'm weird? At this age...or..." Looking at Constantine's focused and serious appearance, there was something inexplicable in Kiman's eyes.

"No, in my hometown, there is a powerful alliance of spellcasters who are still virgins at the age of 30. They hold high the fire of judgment and burn all unclean things in the name of FFF... You are only twenty Those who are in their early years can only be apprentices in that religious alliance."

"...I'm not such a strange spellcaster." Kidman murmured a little aggrieved and dissatisfied.

However, when the ceremony got here, the girl gradually felt that her eyelids were getting heavier and heavier. At the same time, the silver revolver in the center of the magic circle on the table was flickering with a silver halo and a golden-red flame...Zhu Peng originally estimated that at most Created a piece of enchanted equipment equivalent to that of an apprentice (high-quality goods), but at this moment, judging from the posture and magic power of this gun, it is obviously already a very powerful level among treasures.

"Don't worry, this gun has already recognized you as the master. It's normal for you to be a little tired now, and you'll be fine after a night of sleep." Looking at the gun with a halo of gold, silver and red on the table, look at yourself In front of him was Kiman, who could no longer open his eyes and rested his forehead with his hands.

Zhu Peng stepped forward and gently embraced the girl in his arms. Kiman passed out as soon as he was in his arms, so he picked her up by the waist and put her on the soft and tidy bed in the bedroom.

(Either the older virgins have higher magic power in their blood, or there is some high-magic blood hidden in her body that I can't even see. She can only make high-quality weapons, and she has been raised by one level. In the process of applying medicine to bandage the wound on Kiman's left hand, Zhu Peng put some of her blood into his mouth to taste it.

However, even searching all over the memory, there is still nothing. It feels like the blood of an ordinary human girl, at most a little purer.

In the middle of the night, shivering in the cold wind, the young hero Brett in the police station felt as if his heart was being pierced.

Through the clean glass and thin pale yellow curtains, he watched his beloved goddess fall into the arms of that brazen bastard old man, and then was carried into the bedroom by the other side.

"Oh...crack, bang." Like a lone wolf, he moaned without meaning, his teeth clenching loudly, as he hugged the corner of the wall, Brett felt that he would hardly be able to stand if he didn't.

"Hi." However, at this moment, someone patted him on the shoulder. Officer Brett turned around and saw a suddenly enlarged fist hit him.

It was already late at night, and there were not many pedestrians on the street, so Zhu Peng didn't bother to bother, so he beat Brett up on the street.

During the process, the young police officer still wanted to struggle, but it would be really funny if he could fight back in front of Zhu Peng with a similar physique.

Brett, who has always scored well in the fighting class, only feels that he is a child in front of an adult, and he is completely helpless in the face of the opponent's blow.After Hai Bian beat the opponent violently, Zhu Peng grabbed Brett's glasses, which made the opponent startled and wanted to struggle, but Zhu Peng kicked him over.

"Not bad equipment, you are still a technical nerd."

Putting the somewhat heavy glasses on for himself, Zhu Peng stretched out his right hand and lightly pressed a very inconspicuous button on the black frame, and the police officer Brett with a bruised nose and swollen face was photographed with a very slight sound of mechanical shooting. If Zhu Peng hadn't been wearing the shooting glasses, he wouldn't have noticed the sound.

Even when he was being beaten, Brett's face was not as pale as it was at this moment. He knew that if the other party handed over the glasses to the police station, his future and everything would be ruined.

He is not Kiman. Kiman is a big beauty with a beautiful face and a hot body. After losing her job, she finds a rich husband to marry. Being a full-time housewife is as decent and respected. Full-time housewives in the western world are very recognized. career.

As for Brett, he studied hard for more than ten years before he became a middle-level police officer in the police station, and he has a bright future.If he was dismissed because of the taint, it would be very difficult for Brett to find a decent job in this city because of the special nature of the police officer's job.

"If you don't want the major newspapers and the police station where you work to receive this accusation that you have committed a crime with you, from today onwards, provide me with two pieces of news that I am interested in every month. If you can't..." Zhu Peng said He punched the guy in the stomach hard against Brett's collar, then counter punched him in the cheek and knocked him down.

"If you can't do it, I'll beat you up. If you're worthless to me, then I won't be bothered to take advantage of you anymore. It's the best choice for me to exchange it for a manuscript fee. "

"No, please don't do this. I am useful to you. I am very useful. There are very few things in the police station that can be hidden from me." Although he didn't know the word, Brett obviously understood that "human beings, I The connotation of "for fish".

What's more, what Zhu Peng asked him to do was not a particularly serious matter. Zhu Peng's identity was a demon hunter, not a gang leader.

Therefore, as long as Brett can bypass his jealousy and hatred for Constantine at this time, the psychological burden will not be too great.

"You're really smart, don't worry, I won't let you do it for nothing." Zhu Peng looked at Brett in front of him. Although he had some conflicts with him, Zhu Peng did not deny the ability and value of this young man in front of him.Therefore, he took out a cardboard box from his windbreaker and handed it to the other party.

Brett gasped for a moment, he glanced at Zhu Peng, and carefully took the cardboard box, but it was a box of matches.

"Monsters are rampant in this world now, especially if you are a policeman, you will undoubtedly face more dangers to your life. Although this is not a big thing, it can save your life if you use it properly... Are you sincerely cooperating with me? It’s up to you to choose one for the bright side and the other for the back, but frankly speaking, it doesn’t matter to me.” Stepping forward, while Brett instinctively avoided, Zhu Peng patted the young man in front of him. shoulder, then turned and strode away.

"...Hey, since it's cooperation, what role does Kiman play here?" Brett asked Zhu Peng's back while holding a matchbox. From a certain point of view, he really liked Kidman. Man.

And Zhu Peng really stopped because of his words, and then the man turned his head like a wolf and said: "Don't get me wrong, you are not qualified to bargain with me."

Staring at the purgatory-like scene in the eyes of the other party, Brett suddenly felt that his soul was bound in it, and when he recovered from his sweat and panting, the The terrible man has gone far away, only to carve the fear of being in purgatory into the depths of his soul.

If Kidman liked Brett even a little bit, Zhu Peng would not do such a thing.

But since Kidman doesn't like Brett at all, and it's just the man's own wishful thinking, then Zhu Peng doesn't mind helping Kidman sweep away the flies... The photo that caused Kidman to lose his job, and the photo that caused him to lose a salary , It was provided by this guy, Brett's psychology Zhu Peng can guess it with his knees.

It’s nothing more than Kidman losing his job, and Brett himself still has a bright future and a bright future. If Brett comforts Kidman with a gentle and considerate gesture when the two sides fall apart, ordinary girls are quite likely to devote themselves to Brett. embrace.

Although it is okay to use some small tricks in the process of pursuing the sweetheart, Brett's approach is really more tricky than hard-hearted, and the girl he likes is actually quite miserable.

... When you get along emotionally, you don't have to think about it, because the heart is connected, but the plan is restrained, no one can pretend for a lifetime...

Back at the house, Kiman was still lying on the bed like a begonia in spring sleep, quiet and gentle.

Zhu Peng had nothing else to do at the moment, so he prepared all the things he would use tonight, the most important thing being the leather he got from the bald butcher a week ago.In addition to recuperating his wounds and cultivating his spiritual power to accumulate magic power this week, Zhu Peng's biggest job is to activate the magic power contained in the magic skin. The bald butcher has enthusiasm for his work, but his methods are rough and his ability is not enough.

After killing so many people and taking so long, although the number of magic skins produced is quite large, they are only of high-quality goods.

After Zhu Peng's release this week, the power content of the magic skin is already close to the level of treasures, and it's just raw materials. It's impossible for Zhu Peng to go out hunting demons in a suit of fur.

The second is the match just given to Brett. Before completing his own meditation circuit, Zhu Peng could not control Fiercefire relatively freely. He needed to chant mantras for a long time, communicate with his own sea of ​​consciousness, and then go all out to draw Fiercefire out of Purgatory. Some, then mixed with holy water and matches.

This is a job that is extremely testing of control. Zhu Peng simply regards it as a method of cultivation to exercise his mental strength. Therefore, he only made three boxes of matches a week, each box of thirteen. As a senior wizard apprentice, the production efficiency skyrocketed.

The fire of purgatory was burning on the left hand, and the right hand poured out holy water emitting pale gold, sealing the two extremely repulsive forces on a match with a weak balance.

If the previous production was to temper one's mental strength, then Zhu Peng's current production is to exercise one's own control. After working for half a night, a total of five boxes of matches for the balance seal of Fierce Fire and Holy Water have been completed. This is more efficient than before. Really It's too fast.

After Kiman woke up, what she saw was this scene:

Constantine is sitting on the sofa, his left hand is wrapped with a blazing flame, and his right hand is wrapped with a light golden mist hookah, the two are slightly opposite, and then blended together... What a mysterious man, what a magnificent and gorgeous picture .

"Are you awake, Sleeping Beauty? There is chilled red wine on the table, drink a glass to sober up. Finally, welcome to the dark world that belongs to the witcher."

"Enter the dark world that belongs to the demon hunter...Me!?" Get out of bed and walk to the table, and take a sip of the cold red wine according to Zhu Peng's words. scared.

"Don't you want me to be responsible for the rest of your life? Apart from hunting demons, I don't seem to be good at anything else, or you want to learn how to cook with me, and then open a restaurant by yourself?" While joking, Zhu Peng finished again. Picked up a sealed match.

Purgatory and sanctuary, light and darkness, sacredness and sin, flame and pure water, when the balance is disrupted, the forcibly stimulated annihilation reaction will make the lethality far exceed its proper magnitude.

"There is a check next to the red wine. If you agree to be my assistant, I will give you [-]% of the remaining [-]% to the little follower. If you don't want to, just pretend I didn't say it. After I complete this task, I will still give the bounty to you." Half of it for you...should be enough for your ten-year salary as a policeman."

At this time, Kiman saw the check that Zhu Pengyan said, she covered her mouth with a small white hand, and squatted down half-curled up.

"Ah, a lot of money. Although I know that being a witcher is very profitable, I didn't expect to earn so much. I have been a policeman all my life, and I may not earn as much as you."

"Such big orders are not often encountered, and when you are a policeman, you occasionally encounter danger, and when you are a demon hunter, you run after danger by yourself. It is not easy to compare." Seeing the girl's excited and ecstatic look, Zhu Peng instead Shaking his head, in a stable and normal world, Zhu Peng would never easily pull anyone into the world of demon hunters who walk in the light and dark.

However, this collapsing world is different. It might collapse at any time, just like the earth. Instead of falling into the abyss unprepared at that time, it is better to have contact from now on, at least, from now on. It was a pleasure to see her.

"Stop looking after being happy, let's go, today I will lead you to truly touch a different world that you have never seen before." Zhu Peng said as he packed up his things and stood up.

After a while, Kiman followed Zhu Peng out of the room carrying his things. It was dark outside, but the air still felt refreshing and clean.

"Although according to the rules of the normal world, it should be men who carry things, but as a demon hunter, you may encounter attacks at any time, so it is people with weak combat power who carry things. Reaction, a small difference may one day save our lives for each other."

"I know, I know, I'm not such a stingy person."

A man and a woman got into the car one behind the other, Zhu Peng sat in the co-pilot, and Kiman knew that Constantine couldn't drive, so she wasn't surprised at all.

"Where to go?"

"Lendick Cemetery." Zhu Pengyan said to Keyman's question.

"No way, we have to face such a big scene on the first day of work. Are we going to deal with ghouls or necromancers? It can't be a vampire, right? There are only six silver bullets in the gun you gave me, which is enough Is it?" Kidman asked while starting the car, tonight might be a new world that suddenly opened up for her.

"...You think too much. Demon hunters don't fight every day, either to fight, or on the way to fight. No one can bear such a state for a long time. The purpose of going to Lundick Cemetery is to deal with what we did a week ago. The magic skin you got. From a certain point of view, you are right, we are also going to deal with the necromancer."

Half an hour later, Zhu Peng brought Kidman to visit the grave hut in the Lundick cemetery. However, although the kerosene lamps on the wall were lit, there was no grave guard inside.

"Jolma Claude, at least in our area, is the best necromancer in our area... well, the tailor. Into his room in a while, although some things do look very Beautiful, but don't touch it, I promise you won't like it."

"You mean, this necromancer tailor used human corpses to create things?" Kidman was not stupid at all, she instantly understood the meaning behind Zhu Peng's words, and the girl's expression changed immediately.

"Is this against the law?"

"Tomb robbery is of course against the law, but Dolma just uses the corpses of dead people in the cemetery to make utensils. He doesn't kill people, at least he doesn't take the initiative to kill people. Therefore, he is not within the scope of hunting. You should also restrain your mentality as a police enforcer. Demon hunters have entered a world where light and darkness are mixed, and existences like Zhuoma should be your help, not your enemy." Zhu Peng frowned slightly, and there were some lessons in his words.

Because if it was done according to the law, Kidman would have to kill more than half of the demon hunters in Gaotan City first, and the rest would probably be newbies who hadn't been in the industry for long.

"Oh, I'm really happy to hear you say that, Chino... But when will you pay back the money you owe me, otherwise I refuse to listen to a word from you bastard." While Zhu Peng was talking with Kiman, a thin man with an extremely pale face came out of the thin mist. He was holding a shotgun and leading a large, vicious dog.

"Kiman, give him the money. The check is with you. Take out the deposit tomorrow." Zhu Peng said in words, and Kiman paid the money to the other party according to the number Zhuoma said.

"Oh, Konstantin, I heard that you became a big ticket some time ago. It seems that the rumors are true. Not only did you suddenly become generous, but you also have such a beautiful female assistant by your side. Tell me, what are you doing today? What is it that you came to see me? Do you want to buy something? Any good thing I have here may save your life when you are working." Zhuoma, who was pale and hunchbacked, led the dog, and he passed Zhu Peng and Kiman took out the keys to open the door.

After following him in, Zhu Peng took the box from Kiman, took out the magic skin inside, and spread it on Zhuoma's workbench.

And this weird cemetery keeper didn't care much at first, but when he put on the monocle and gradually saw the magic skin on the workbench, this weird and lonely man almost jumped on it .

"Oh my god, Constantine, you, you can get such a high-end skin... Such abundant magic power, such delicate texture, I can almost hear the wailing of despair and dying. A masterpiece that never comes out." While Zhuoma was chattering, the new demon hunter Kiman was also scanning the seemingly ordinary cabin in front of him, but in fact there were shadows hiding everywhere.

The wine glasses, rings and other utensils placed on the wooden platform are painted with strange materials, the lampshade woven from hair, and the books wrapped in leather. If Zhu Peng hadn’t pointed it out to her before, Kidman might have read I can't figure out what these things are.However, at this moment, the girl felt that just staying in this hut was like being surrounded by countless evil spirits, which made her feel chilly all over her body.

"Kieman, do it."

Zhu Peng said these words suddenly, but the girl who was already in a state of tension shot very quickly.

As soon as she raised her hand, she pulled out the revolver at her waist, and pushed it against the back of the head of the grave guard who was so intoxicated that he could rub his cheek against the devil's skin.

Feeling the dangerous breath coming from the back of his head, Dolma froze.The big, vicious dog next to him began to bark its teeth intelligently, but Zhu Peng glanced sharply, and the big dog suddenly let out a frightened "whooping" sound.

A dog's intuition is much sharper than that of a human.

"Dolma, control your emotions. Since we brought these skins, we intend to give them to you to make, but don't try to keep them for yourself. You can't eat them, understand?" Beside him, leaning back, with his arms upside down on the workbench, Zhu Peng and "dead tailor" Zhuoma looked at each other.

There are countless shadows roaring and hiding in the eyes of one, and the eyes of the other are peaceful, but Dolma inexplicably feels that he has encountered a natural enemy, and if he makes a move... he will die!

"...Of course I won't break my own rules. I'm just a tailor. Everyone brings me things, and I'll make the equipment you want for everyone, and collect fees based on my craftsmanship."

"You won't be short of money. This is a design sketch. I only want your craftsmanship, but you don't need to enchant it. If you understand it, then it is considered a consensus."

"...I understand, but you will never find a better enchanter than me in Gaotan City." Suppressing his anger, Zhuoma calmed down, but still greedily stroked the magic skin on the table.

"Maybe, if I really can't find it, I will have to find you later. How long will it take to get the goods?" Of course, Dolma is not needed for enchanting. Although this guy is indeed talented, he can't become a Buddha without being crazy, However, limited by the level of the world, his level of enchantment is at most unique among first- and second-level necromancers, but it is still inferior to Zhu Peng. For people like Dolma, the world may collapse. It's really not a bad thing, as long as he survives successfully, the possibility of being promoted to a lich in the future is not low.Of course, the greater possibility is to die in the catastrophe of the collapse of the world.

"It will take a week, put all my heart into it, if you let me enchant it, I assure you, it will definitely be a great work."

"No need for now, I will make a semi-finished product and I will use it first. I want to find some magic gems and give them to you for enchanting enhancement. Kiman, pay." Zhu Peng said half-truthfully, of course to bluff the other party of.

"Find a good magic gem and strengthen it to enchant? Constantine, what you said is indeed reasonable." Touching the magic skin on his hand, the pale-faced necromancer agreed.

……

Coming out of the Lundick cemetery, Kidman looked a little sullen.

"I know you don't like him, but the existence of Zhuoma Claude has more positive effects than negative effects on the demon hunters in this area. Whether it is serious injuries, updating equipment or listening to intelligence, this Guys can help, and if he is nearby, no other necromancers will come over. Being tempted by demons, spellcasters who have the aptitude to choose to fall can never be killed, and at least Zhuoma will not easily deal with it. The living take action."

"But he almost hit us just now?"

"You're really sharp... Okay, let's go to the city, Dad's Bar, let's exchange some bullets, holy water, and mission information." There was no more words along the way, so there was no more to say.

Under Zhu Peng's guidance, Kidman drove around seven turns, and finally came to an underground bar that he hadn't noticed at all.

After going down the stairs, there was a strong fat man with tattoos guarding there. Zhu Peng led Kiman over there. After bumping him up and down with his fists, he spoke a code word, and then he was put in and kept quiet. The area where demon hunters gather is open to the public.

In fact, it's not just demon hunters, even creatures and races in the dark world, as long as they don't violate the rules of Papa's Bar, they can have fun here. And to be able to open such a bar, the energy of the owner can be imagined Yes, he provided blood to vampires, fresh meat to werewolves, and silver bullets and holy water to demon hunters. Within the range of his power, even mortal enemies who opposed each other had to temporarily put down their knives and guns.

With Kiman, Zhu Peng pushed away two blood-blond beauties who came to the door automatically. Finally, Zhu Peng entered the inner room and sat in front of the strong black man who was drinking: Bull Heiman, nicknamed Daddy, once used both fists for half an hour Killed 28 descending demons within a short period of time, and after that, no one dared to cause trouble in his realm for many years.

"I heard that you just took over Brudin Canol's big order? If I were you, I would choose to give up. Things are very difficult there."