Chapter 422

Annan also thought about what kind of mysterious country the legendary church built on the top of Genting... would be.

Unexpectedly, the first time I saw the scenery of the teaching country was in the nightmare of others...

Although the name is "Educational State", the technology here is quite developed.

Annan could see the steam airships hovering in the sky; there were tricycle-like cars on the streets that could move fast without horses; golden and silver pipes conveyed something to every household.

Some tower-like building shells are hollowed out, turning many complicated gears. Many huge pipes about a meter in diameter twist and snake along the building.

This looks more prosperous than Noah...

No wonder people in China look down on people from other countries.

This is very reasonable.

Just by taking a glance at Annan, it can be determined that there is at least two hundred years of technical failure...

"--boom!"

Just then, Annan suddenly heard a loud noise from the door.

It wasn't a knock on the door...it was like a drunk man kicked the door.

Annan suddenly held his breath, and instantly turned his attention to the past.

But she didn't ask "who" reflexively.

Those who kicked the door directly... don't need to ask about such a thing.

Rather, it would be better to pretend not to be home.

She closed her eyes and felt herself.

This body has mana, about the middle level of the bronze stage, and the school of proficient is the school of edicts. But she can't use the spells of the incapacitated school... and Annan doesn't know the spells of the imperial school at all.

Besides, her body is too weak. The reaction speed is very slow, and the body does not have any muscles - I am afraid that I have never learned to use a sword. Even if there is mental arithmetic and no intention, using this body may not be able to successfully assassinate.

Fortunately, there is a silver coin in the corner of the table.

Annan quickly grabbed the silver coin.

She noticed that the silver coin was polished - but she didn't look like she was short of money.

It seems to be often held in the hand...is it used for divination?

Will she still have the magic of the school of the prophets?

Thoughts turned, Annan's movements did not stop while he was thinking. She hesitated a little, took off her slippers, carefully and quickly hid them under the table.

Immediately afterwards, she ran to the closet in the bedroom.

... no, wait a minute.

She hesitated, grabbed the upper level of the wardrobe, and tried to jump.

Didn't jump up.

"—Boom!"

There was a loud bang at the door again.

And Annan tried again, this time finally jumping on it.

She crawled inside hard - pushing the folded quilt to the outside, while she curled up.

Fortunately, she is very short, so she can shrink in a very small wooden cabinet.

Then Annan closed the wardrobe door carefully, breathing long and light.

"—Boom!"

Finally, the third loud bang came.

Several footsteps came from the door.

"Expand the recording ball!"

a man ordered.

The next moment, it's like when you approach the speaker with your phone.

A strong, "hum--" noise resounded in the air.

The rustling sound, like a lot of bugs crawling on the window, and the whispers like dozens of people whispering, echoed repeatedly in the air.

"The noise of the mind has been fully unfolded, and the edict spell has been blocked!"

Someone responded quickly.

The first voice whispered: "The target is not necessarily at home, search carefully! But don't cause damage... Remember the original location before searching, and remember to restore it at the end."

"Don't live, repeat, don't live! Start when you meet!"

"Yes, Captain!"

Another voice rang sparsely.

Annan frowned slightly.

...what are these people doing?

She originally thought that this might be a group of villains attacking young women... but now it seems,

Seems to be specifically targeting edict wizards?

Not even a capture, but a direct kill?

why?

If it is to strangle the reincarnating wizard or destroy the wizard, Annan can understand it... The idol school can also understand it temporarily.

But did the imperial wizard eat your rice or what?

They're just a group of wage earners, and the Bronze-rank decree wizards don't have much spatial ability other than the practical ability to distinguish real names, poisons, curses, etc...

On the other hand, it doesn't matter to Annan to block edict spells... After all, he doesn't know edict spells in the first place.

Suddenly, footsteps crashed into the room.

Annan suddenly held his breath.

Not surprisingly... the visitor looked at the bedroom for a while, and then directly aimed at the wardrobe.

He slammed open the closet roughly, then immediately stepped back a few steps and pointed his pistol into the closet.

"Tsk."

He smacked his lips regretfully and closed the wardrobe door slightly.

As expected by Annan - the space above is too small, it doesn't look like it can hide a person. But also because of this, no one will think that there may be people here.

"……what?"

But the next moment, the man made a suspicious voice.

Annan's heart tightened.

She reacted - it was the slippers under the table that were found.

If you want to pretend that you are not at home, then your slippers should be placed in front of the door.

However, I don't know how many times the door will be knocked open... Rushing to the door is not a smart move.

Maybe she just ran over and knocked the door open on the opposite side.

But there was no way, there was really nowhere to hide the slippers at that time... She didn't expect there would be so many people.

After all, she only heard a knock on the door.

If there is only one person, she may be able to complete the counter-kill unexpectedly by using the transformation ability of the "Last Work" that she crawls here.

But it now appears that there are at least four of them.

Even if Annan can deal with one of them, he cannot deal with the remaining three. Instead, it may be directly blocked in this small room...

Better to wait for them to leave.

"hiss……"

The man fell into deep thought after seeing the slippers under the table.

He sniffed the air and wandered the room with his gun in hand.

Annan shrank in a very small space, not even daring to take a breath.

After a while, a voice came from outside: "Have you found it?"

"No, she doesn't seem to be at home."

The man replied: "Go back?"

"Oh."

The outside responded lukewarmly, "Remember to recover."

Then the man began to recover his rummaging traces. When passing by the wardrobe, he closed the door of the wardrobe, completely blocking Annan's sight.

His footsteps quickly moved towards the direction of the door. Then Annan heard the sound of the bedroom door closing.

...is this the end?

Annan was startled.

Also, not everyone can react so quickly and hide like her... and maybe they will subconsciously ask "who"...

--wrong!

Annan's pupils instantly shrank to the extreme.

he……

Why should it be closed?

The original state of the bedroom is that the door is not closed!

The next moment, the wardrobe was suddenly opened again.

There was no one in front of Annan.

Only a pistol gleaming with silver light and etched with spells pointed into the small space above the wardrobe.

The man was hiding on the side of the wardrobe and pointed the gun at Annan through the quilt.

"Miss, can you please come out?"

The man's gentle voice sounded: "We are not hostile, just want to ask you something..."

"……it is good."

There was a pause for a moment, and a soft sound was heard.

--boom!

The next moment, the man thumped and closed the wardrobe door without hesitation.

boom! boom! boom! boom!

The screams of a girl suddenly came from inside.

Without hesitation, he fired at Annan's location, and at the same time kept stepping back, shouting, "I found her, help me!"

This is the scream that has quickly subsided.

Soon, the sound of footsteps came.

The four of them rushed into the bedroom with the ball that kept making noise. And after entering the house, without any communication, he continued to shoot at the top of the wardrobe.

There has been no response here, but they are still pouring bullets in very cautiously.

Then, there was another half-minute of silence.

There was no sound inside either.

"I'll take a look."

The voice of the man who took the lead came.

"No, Captain!"

Another young voice sounded: "I'm coming!"

The man walked up slowly and cautiously opened the wardrobe door.

He was already prepared, and when he opened the door, he was mentally prepared to see the corpse of a woman who died in a miserable state...

However, all I saw was a tall middle-aged man with black hair and black eyes curled up there.

His eyes were burning with fire of anger.

The bullet shattered his shirt, revealing the pale, muscular muscles inside. Small holes were punched out on him, and they were even embedded directly in the epidermis of his torso, unable to penetrate.

The next moment, a strong and powerful fist stuck out, breaking the bridge of the young man's nose with one punch!

Like a fish jumping out—the powerful marble body jumped directly on the young man's chest. Annan's big open hand grabbed the young man's head from the front, took advantage of the situation to push down his head, and slammed the back of his head to the ground!

Just the moment they met, Annan had already killed one person.

He turned his head and looked at the remaining three with his burning eyes.

"David", who is always smiling, has a very cold expression at this moment.

"I hope you can give me an explanation."

Annan said calmly.

His left eye shone with brilliance—it was the Cursed Light that belonged to the Silver Rank.

"...Sir, this is a misunderstanding."

Seeing this light, the middle-aged man in the lead was silent for a while, but he still admitted his counsel.

He tried his best not to look at the man on the ground, and said in a low voice, "We have no intention of going against you, we are just collecting some materials on the orders of our Lord..."

"Whose order?"

"God of Extortion and Promise, Lord of Patronage."

The man quickly replied: "He is the righteous god of a foreign country, the follower of Sir Silver... They asked us for the backbone of some edict wizards. This is true."

His attitude is very sincere, not like cheating.

...a spine?

Another Sage's Stone?

Annan nodded slowly.

very good.

Everything is reasonable.

He slowly walked towards the middle-aged man, his clenched fists slowly loosening.

"--I see.

"But you attacked me for no reason, and made me lose that woman..."

Annan dragged a long tone and walked over slowly.

——Seriously, if you run into someone else, you might be deceived.

I'm afraid the people of the country don't know... The patron has never left Noah at all.

And now it's obviously not May, the Asylum Master can't communicate with people abroad at all!

The remaining three hesitated, and subconsciously took a half step back.

Although Annan can't use any spells now, it doesn't mean he doesn't have enough deterrent power... After all, both David and himself are genuine silver rank.

And a few of them should be ordinary people.

- What a weak fear.

But what she really fears should be only "being hunted and killed".

Annan walked to the middle-aged man, and without warning, a silver blade protruded from the palm of his hand, piercing the heart of the leading middle-aged man.

"But I, David, don't believe your nonsense!"

Annan grinned, showing a cruel smile, and slowly pulled out the silver blade.

Seeing that terrifying smile, the remaining two took two steps back in fear.

Although they had guns in their hands, they dared not confront Annan at all.

This is an extraordinary person of the silver rank——

But they obviously can't see it.

Annan's health... After being shot by them, only 9% remained.

In order to lure them into being fooled, Annan turned into David after being shot. The purpose was to eat a few bullets and scream to prove that they really hit.

——Now there is a bullet embedded in his heart.

He almost walks a few steps before he loses a piece of blood.

However, on Annan's face, there was an arrogant smile on his face.

It was this expression that made the two of them afraid to flee or attack—