The Modern Age of the Mysterious Chapter 242

Rabilins?

Didn't he take Kilia and a group of his men to New Testament Port to search for Alicia's whereabouts?

How could he possibly be here? !

Although he was puzzled, Sean still obeyed Alicia's instructions and retreated, protecting Evan, Moonlight, and Olivia who had almost recovered.

Below the golden skeleton, the light outlines a hand holding the skeleton, and that hand is wearing a glove tied with four thin belts.

Then, the light outlined Rabilins' entire body.

He had a rather satisfied smile.

There was a sound like a pipe organ in the air, the floors of the mansion were opened layer by layer, and a figure with wings on its back landed in the hall.

A stone helmet covered his face, with a huge, eerie blood pupil on the helmet, holding an unsheathed long knife in his hand.

The last wing of Rabilins, "Angel Hunter" Kilia.

The lion still has the strongest wings, which appeared when the lion slayers were weakest.

Rabilins' voice was like a dull thunder: "I purposely made you think I went to the New Testament.

"You guys not only helped me get rid of the possible scandal protagonists of the Foundation, but also fought to the point of exhaustion...

"Alicia, my good daughter.

"Don't forget who taught you to play chess."

Labillings Pompei opened his hands and watched sarcastically as the Xiao Ai Alliance struggled to escape...

The female chess player didn't try to escape alone. Using her remaining spiritual power, she helped Wendy and helped Robert, who was unable to move, with difficulty.

Robert Carlos was anxious and angry.

Although Rabilins is very powerful, Carlos is not afraid.

If he is in good condition, he dares to face this contemporary president.

But now, seriously injured and depleted of spiritual power...

The self who has always been arrogant in battle is going to be supported to escape?

"That won't work," Robert said through gritted teeth, "now is not the time for a decisive battle. That way no one can escape...

"Someone has to hold them back."

Wendy looked at her husband in despair: "No, Carlos, no!"

Carlos looked resolute, shook off Wendy's support, took out a black mask, and pressed it on his face.

He took out his cigar box and took out a "stone" the size of a mung bean that was hidden in it, the color of dawn.

"No, Carlos, no!!!"

"Do as I say!!!" the black mask growled.

This time, the black mask complied with Robert's instructions without resisting in the slightest.

Carlos clenched the Philosopher's Stone tightly in his fist.

"Rob!!!" Wendy shouted, Alicia gritted her teeth and pulled Wendy, whose throat was already hoarse, to run away.

"Do you know how to use this thing?" Under the long and thin curly gray hair, Rabilins' eyes were dangerous, "Why don't you leave it to me!"

He tilted his head, signaling the Angel Hunter to catch up.

The golden stone glowed between his fingers, and behind Rob, the black streetscape filled the air.

"Tonight, until the winner is decided, no one is allowed to leave this street..."

Kiria vibrated gray feathers, hovering above the black streetscape, the red chain in her hand was like a red-hot soldering iron.

A touchstone the size of a mung bean can make a King who does not have the power of "miracle" summon a miracle of his own.

Robert Carlos does not have his own specialization in ancient books. Most of his strange powers come from the development of black masks.

And this black thing is not actually a mask in itself.

It used to be the electrocution blindfold of Greenmeier Prison.

Greenmeier Prison has executed countless gangster felons, and their anger and hatred remain on this black blindfold, until one day, it finally turned into a mysterious legacy, causing a terrible out of control.

When Robert Carlos put on this eye patch for the first time, he experienced the pain of electrocution more than 60 times.

"Al Capone", "John Dillinger", "George Moran", "Bonnie Parker"...

Those famous people on the road, Carlos experienced the last moment of their death.

This is why the "thug" Carlos is more gangster than gangster.

"It turns out that little Alicia's subordinates are so willing to give up their chess pieces..." Rabilins had a gloomy face.

Behind Carlos, there was a street in the dark. Kiria was circling in circles. He saw the street where the indoctrination officers could not avoid, and black cars were approaching.

Searchlights illuminate the night sky, and citizens can only crawl on the ground in their own homes.

The day belongs to you...

And the night belongs to us!

Suit thugs and street legends are coming this way, some are loading pistols, some are checking the drums of firearms...

They are the dead who have passed away, once again gathered on the street to join the night that once belonged to them.

Carlos used the black mask to create a modern miracle - "the black carnival of the underground world".

The chest was dotted with molten gold to stop the bleeding. The spiritual substance sent the last cigar in the cigarette case to his mouth. Carlos lit the cigar in his mouth.

There was a deep puff of smoke in the night wind.

Sean, who was fleeing, suddenly heard countless gunshots coming from behind - as if an army was firing.

He turned his head and saw a night street behind him. Carlos led countless gunmen, besieging Labillings and Kilia.

"Is this a miracle?" Sean's eyes widened.

The ferocious gun flames illuminated the night sky, and bullets like a steel storm surrounded the two strong men.

Kilia didn't dare to expose himself to the air any more. He landed on the ground and wrapped himself with gray wings that seemed to be covered with a light film, deflecting bullets like a torrential rain.

Rabilins' expression was calm, and one palm was held straight forward. There was a faint dawn in the palm. Countless bullets disappeared in front of his palm, as if the figurative things had returned to phantoms...

"Rabilins can use the power of the Philosopher's Stone subtly..." Although it's just a mediocre movement...

"He can 'deny' part of power and reality!"

Deny the reality you don't recognize, and create the reality you want.

This is how Rabilins uses the Philosopher's Stone.

Sean frowned and shook his head slightly: "How can we defeat such... monsters?"

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In the black street scene, Rabilins, with his arms raised, seemed a little bored: "Kilia."

Under the gray wings, the angel hunter pulled out the long knife in his hand.

The knife was stained with the blood of dozens of angels, and it radiated blood-red light in the darkness.

The red pupils on the stone helmet, tracing the position of the angels in the world, turned rapidly.

In this black and white world, Hong Tong saw a line, the line that could cause the most damage.

The gray wings fluttered violently, and the blood blade crossed a long red line.

In black and white, a line of blood red is particularly clear!

A line of slashing began to infect the small world created by the miracle, as if the canvas had been scratched, and the edges curled up, revealing the real scene. The black thugs were burned by the red line, wailing, until they disappeared.

A slash that actually existed in space, never disappeared...

Carlos' miracle was hit hard.

"The touchstone is the power to make dreams come true...

"Weak, even dreams are so shabby."

Rabilins looked disdainful.

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