Calder remained silent and turned to look at Cole.


    The black wizard surrounded the two men in the middle.


    The lady''s chin was slightly raised and her eyes were arrogant.


    "Murderer?"


    Cole frowned, took a deep cigarette, walked up to the witch, looked directly into her eyes and said coldly, "black wizard, are you human?"


    Look at each other for a few seconds.


    The witch took a deep breath, perhaps fear, looked away and said, "Calder, this is a mean sophistry.


    After the peace agreement was reached, many wizards gave up black magic.


    Besides, you know very well that not all wizards'' souls can bear the erosion brought by evil forces. "


    At this point, she turned her head to Lamarck, who was stunned, looked down and said, "the recovery of the dead is not a power that level 12 wizards can master.


    There are black wizards in New York? "


    Calder is different from Cole.


    Unable to detect the soul of the black wizard, the traces eroded by evil forces, lack of effective evidence, and the rules he abides by do not allow him to persecute the wizard without reason.


    After grabbing Lamarck, Calder stopped and said to Cole, "if you can handle it, remember to call. The Holy Church and parliament need to count the death toll."


    The Wizards present frowned when they heard this.


    Is this human talk?


    When he leaves.


    The lady quickly stepped back, distanced herself from Cole and shouted, "kill him!"


    The next moment.


    A wizard blew the powder in his hand, the turbulent orange flame sent out the roar of flame combustion, and swallowed Cole completely in an instant.


    Don''t hide from him.


    All the eager black wizards around were stunned.


    Even the level 15 witch Agnes, who was facing the great enemy, looked at Cole completely engulfed by the fire in surprise.


    Rumor.


    Wizard killer, Cole walker.


    He has a strange flame that interferes with the power of elements. His eyes are as ruthless as a bloody iron prison. His long knife is soaked in the blood of wizards, and the souls of the dead wail endlessly.


    If you see a cold man in a black windbreaker and scarlet cigarettes, don''t hesitate. Running away is your only chance to live.


    Before dealing with him.


    Agnes is ready for the deadly dark magic.


    But there was no resistance.


    In the back yard of the mortuary, the brief strange silence even made her feel that Cole had died in the fire.


    Invisible pressure, like death''s noose, shrinks constantly.


    "He... Died?"


    When the wizard manipulated the fire magic, incredible excitement and shock just appeared on his face.


    The angry gunfire rang out suddenly.


    A bullet tore up the orange flame formed by the power of the elements, which accurately fell into his eyebrows.


    Posterior cerebral plasma splash.


    later.


    A figure bathed in the flame rushed out at a very fast speed, holding a knife in both hands. It moved very skillfully and violently stabbed another witch into the heart.


    The middle-aged wizard who could transform into a crow had his pupils suddenly constricted.


    Two steps back, a short spell sounded in his mouth.


    Electro optic flint room.


    Cole loosened his hands holding the knife.


    Twist your body.


    A dagger, carrying the great power of throwing, pierced the wizard''s throat, physical silence, and then took his life.


    Like a trick.


    A just trial appeared in Cole''s hands without warning.


    Pull the trigger sideways.


    The roaring bullet, wrapped in blood flame, pierced Agnes''s defensive witchcraft, tore open the corners of his mouth and cheeks, and smashed the window glass in the distance.


    Just two seconds.


    Three wizards who are proficient in combat and have great talent have declared their death.


    Compared to rumors.


    Now, really face the wizard killer.


    Finally let them understand why the members of the black witch alliance with the same strong talent died in the hands of this terrible guy!


    Hot.


    Be decisive.


    A fatal blow.


    With a scream, Agnes was forced to interrupt the spell, cover the bleeding wound on his face, retreat back and fall to the ground.


    This time.


    The two wizards who had followed her before completed the spell of black magic.


    At the same time, kneel down, face up and open your mouth.


    The pupil loses focus, the breath of death, decayed and cold.


    The next moment.


    Their souls, like a wisp of smoke, suddenly get out of their bodies, like evil spirits born of resentment, with ugly faces, sharp teeth and claws.


    Send out a silent roar unique to the spirit.


    Across the sky, like a predatory dog, jumped at Cole.


    Perhaps for the black wizards, they turned into evil spirits, enough to make all human beings fall into great fear and panic, just as the lamb to be slaughtered was invaded by them and died miserably.


    However.


    The exaggerated shape of the silver revolver aimed at them, like the spirit of a wizard, felt the sense of killing and blood after approaching Cole.


    Even too late to escape back to the body and scream in horror.


    Pull the trigger.


    The hammer is like a red soldering iron.


    The bullet composed of two spiritual forces smashes the evil spirit body, and the escaping evil force turns into black stench smoke.


    His eyes fell on the corpse of his kindred who died almost instantaneously, and his expression could not be described as horror.


    In her long life.


    Never seen, a human, a inferior species that they regard as an undeveloped beast.


    Face the noble wizard.


    It''s like killing a dog and a pig.


    Even Calder, the legendary hunter who forced the wizard world to bow to mankind, never made her feel such depressed despair and terror.


    The eyes looked at the black fog after the soul was destroyed.


    A figure, out of it.


    Agnes''s body trembled suddenly.


    The muzzle of the just trial with the smell of gunsmoke had reached her head.


    "No! Cole, listen to me. He forced us to do this... He..."


    The sound was interrupted.


    Cole bowed his head and looked straight into the witch''s panicked eyes without emotional fluctuations.


    "You, too, want to judge me?"


    "No! It''s him, it''s him..."


    Bang!


    The bullet flew out of the gun.


    A wisp of black and red blood flew out of the witch''s back brain.


    Fear solidified on her face and fell straight down.


    Cole stood where he was.


    Frown and bow your head.


    Click.


    The remaining glass fragments on the window reflected in the back yard of the morgue. The wizard''s bodies were placed on the ground. The uncooled blood flowed out of the wound and penetrated into the black soil.


    The faint light of the lighter went out and the scarlet light came on.


    The system tone also sounds at this moment.


    "The main task · preface has been completed."


    "This attack is just a gift to meet. The demon hunter, a really powerful enemy, is still hiding in the dark."


    "Reward: damaged decapitation knife."


    [damaged decapitation knife: a special prop of the trial secret art. It can cause slight damage to the reincarnated soul when attacking the witch within the range of the secret art.]


    Reincarnated soul


    Cole frowned slightly.


    Like the heart of a witch who gives Calder the power of immortality, is the thing hidden in the reincarnation soul box the essence of a witch?


    Calder stood at the corner of the alley.


    Seems to know Cole''s strength very well, not surprisingly.


    Cramming Lamarck into the back seat, he said, "let''s go. I''ll inform the church and deal with the problems on NYPD."