Quadruple split

Because he had investigated this medium-sized dark night church beforehand, even if Mo Tan made an almost outrageous request, Cole, who was racking his brains, could still manage to formulate an invasion plan that was theoretically okay within five minutes. But at this moment, without the slightest understanding of the so-called 'brother behind the door', let alone five minutes, even if Mo Tan gave him fifty minutes, Cole, who had never done any relevant investigation, would be very embarrassed. Come up with some good ideas.

To sum up, after the fleeting five minutes passed by easily, the clueless Cole bowed his head to Mo Tan and said: "I'm sorry, sir, I really am."

"It's okay if you can't think of it. Come with me and hold back your words."

As a result, Mo Tan interrupted him more simply, then threw the priest's robe of the Dark Night Sect on his shoulder, walked carelessly to the large but extremely simple stone door not far away, raised his palm and slapped it on his shoulder. He hit me hard twice and said loudly: "Damn, it hurts!"

Cole: "."

After a brief silence, the stone door in front of the two of them slid silently into the stone walls on both sides, revealing the seemingly empty prayer room at the back, and standing in the center of the prayer room, with layers of shadow fluctuations flowing behind him. Muscle brother is expensive.

It is said that this brother is about eight feet long, with a strong body and cool hair. He is wearing a black priest robe decorated with dark silver patterns. From the analysis of the Night Dire with long eyelashes embroidered on his chest, this guy at least has He is a bishop-level figure whose strength is between the peak of high-level and epic.

"Hey, Tusha~"

Mo Tan swaggered in before the other party could ask questions. He supported the pulpit in front of the elder brother with both hands and looked at him with a smile: "We are here to change shifts with you."

"Who are you calling bald?"

The bald brother's eyes widened, and a twisted shadow slipped from his shoulder like water, and attached to his right arm and turned into a wide-edged sword with a large number of black eyeballs flowing around. Everyone stared at him eagerly. Looking at Mo Tan in front of him: "Who are you!"

"Hey, your Dark Night Sect's magical arts are quite artistic!"

Mo Tan stretched out his index finger curiously, while poking the eyeball on the opponent's 'wrist sword', and replied in a very cooperative manner: "You said you are bald, we are here to change shifts."

"I just cut off my hair because the weather was too hot! I just have no hair for the time being!"

The bald man in front of him, who must be at least half an epic level, almost broke his teeth after hearing this, and said angrily: "And I don't know you, and the shift time is not now! Tell me honestly, who are you? people!"

Mo Tan shrugged: "Okay, temporary bald man, since you asked sincerely, I will tell you mercifully that it is normal for you not to know us, because I and the young master next to me are People from the Bloodwing family, as for the reason why we came to change shifts thirty minutes early, it is because we have doubts about your sect's execution ability. After all, as far as I know, you just happened to leave three days ago for some regrettable reasons. A full thirty minutes late."

After saying that, he took out a emblem decorated with the Blood Wings crest, raised it in front of the elder brother's face and shook it, as if the sword on the latter's arm was completely for decoration.

"Well"

As a result, the bald man in front of him was really scared, especially after Mo Tan took out the [Bloodwing Family Crest·Low Imitation] that cost two silver coins to make, this guy's attitude quickly turned 180 degrees. , the ferocious look on his face that was always ready to anally fuck the two brats in front of him also magically faded away, replaced by an equally ferocious smile, and he sneered: "Ah, that thing before, I have actually explained it to the archbishop, it is all a mistake.”

"Misunderstand?"

But Mo Tan leaned forward aggressively and sneered: "Because I was drinking outside and I mistook the time, no one was here for thirty minutes. Do you want to say this is a misunderstanding?"

The bald man's head was sweating at that moment. He quickly dismissed the long sword on his arm and walked out of the pulpit. He smiled at Mo Tan and Cole and said, "Misunderstanding, misunderstanding, it's all misunderstanding, what? I'll leave this to you two for now, I'll come back in the middle of the night, I promise not to be a minute too late."

"Wait a minute~"

As a result, Mo Tan casually grabbed the bald man's sleeves and sneered: "Who said you can leave?"

"Sir, you'd better stop."

However, the bald man was not a vegetarian. Seeing that Mo Tan was not giving him face, he was not happy at that time. He shook off the latter's paw and said in a deep voice: "I am the bishop of the Dark Night Sect, and you are members of the Bloodwing family. , we just have a cooperative relationship, but if you two insist on embarrassing me, the Bishop of Dark Night, in this prayer room and under the watchful eye of our Lord, hmph!"

When he said "hum" at the end, the bald man obviously used some means, almost knocking Mo Tan to the ground, then turned around and walked out, knocking Cole staggering in the process.

[Pay attention to your mother's size. Your 'master' is more of a shrew than a shrew when fighting with others. She can catch those things with her dragon grip more slippery than I can. She can even have big breasts like the Shuguang female gangster. Success for the first time, don’t be too perverted! 】

Mo Tan very pervertedly accused a certain goddess of being perverted in his heart. He first snorted inwardly, then took half a step back without any trace, and then raised his chin slightly like Diana's cousin who liked green plants. He gritted his teeth and said, "Stop!"

"Any advice?"

The bald man looked back at him coldly, his big thick lips curled into a sneer: "The 'lord' of the Bloodwing family."

"you you."

A drop of cold sweat fell from Mo Tan's forehead. He squeaked a few times, and then shouted as if he was seeking medical treatment for a sudden illness: "You said you were good at drinking, right?"

The bald man groaned, shook his head and said, "I never said that."

"Cut the nonsense!"

Mo Tan slammed the pulpit, then pointed at Cole and said loudly: "Our young master is a man who is said to be able to drink a thousand cups of Cordoba. Today we will draw a line to see if you can drink it alone." Both of us!"

The bald man, who had long smelled the smell of alcohol on the two of them, pursed his lips, and his Adam's apple rolled slightly. After hesitating for a while, he still shook his head and said, "Childish."

"Aren't you scared?"

Mo Tan pretended to touch the ring on his index finger, and took out a whole box of [Dwarf Distilled Liquor] from his luggage, which can only be obtained by spending more than 1,000 gold coins in the steam fish pot!

"This is this"

The bald man's Adam's apple rolled very obviously, and he exclaimed: "That dwarf who said, 'I hope we are still old friends in ten years, and I hope I can pour you wine in ten years'!"

Mo Tan snorted softly, took out a bottle, unscrewed the cap, and drank a little more than half a sip for himself. Then he coughed with a red face, and the entire prayer room was suddenly filled with the smell of ethanol.

The bald man laughed twice and looked at Mo Tan with amused eyes, saying nothing.

Then he saw Cole walking silently to the pulpit, taking out a bottle of dwarfs from the box that Motan took out, twisting the lid and blowing away the two liang of dwarfs. Then he stood next to Mo Tan domineeringly and raised the bottle to the bald man: "Cordoba will not be defeated by a thousand cups, please enlighten me."

It can be seen that it is not unreasonable for Mo Tan to say that Cole is smart!

His understanding ability has always been good!

"Ouch!"

Then the bald man couldn't bear it anymore. He rolled up his arms and sleeves and walked back to the pulpit. He picked up a bottle of Dwarf with his eyes open, opened the bottle cap with his teeth, and drank one bottle. He lay on the ground foaming at the mouth.

"Look, as long as you refine the targeted intelligence that you sorted out, even an ordinary person can easily solve this level of obstacles."

Mo Tan kicked the bald man who was unconscious on the ground, put away the box of dwarfs on the table that were all filled with ingredients, and said happily to Cole: "Actually, what I told you before The truth is not complicated, it can even be said to be the most clichéd wheel talk, but it has more weight because I am the one who speaks it and you are the one who listens to it."

Cole, who had belatedly mastered the entire process of Mo Tan's breakthrough to the first level, nodded vigorously and muttered: "Is the antidote in the healing potion you gave me before?"

"That's right."

Mo Tan yawned and walked towards the small wooden door behind the prayer room. He said without looking back: "Now let's go to the second lesson. Follow me. Be careful of the restrictions under your feet. If you accidentally trigger those things, we will Both must die here."

"Yes, sir."

Cole nodded slightly, carefully avoiding the magic scratches on the carpet that were covered up like ordinary patterns, and quickly followed Mo Tan into the next room.

It was a small cubicle with very low visibility and an area of ​​less than ten square meters. There was nothing inside except two simple wooden doors of the same style.

"This is an empty room that serves as a buffer zone, but because we came in through normal channels, and the guards in the first room are still doing their duty faithfully, we can skip a lot of troublesome steps."

Mo Tan introduced it casually, then walked straight through the stone room, opened the small wooden door of the same style on the opposite side, and walked into the third room.

The third room is also a dark stone room, but its area is several times larger than the 'buffer zone' that the two of them passed through just now. It is also surrounded by candles that emit a faint blue light, and there is a candle in the middle. There was a long table with a large area, and an old man with white beard and hair and fair skin was leaning on it writing something with a very serious expression.

"What are you doing?"

After sensing that there were two more people in the room, the old man asked without raising his head. The gorgeous quill in front of him was still writing something quickly on the parchment, even though it was out of the owner's control.

"We're going to check out 'that thing'."

Mo Tan walked up to the old man expressionlessly, took out a half-moon-shaped token from his waist, threw it on the table, and said in a deep voice: "I will leave the voucher to you for safekeeping, and we will return it when we leave."

A flash of astonishment flashed in the old man's eyes, and then he picked up the token thrown out by Mo Tan and looked at it carefully. After a while, he stood up and saluted the two strange men in front of him: "Excuse me, you two." , I wonder if it is convenient for you."

"inconvenient."

Mo Tan walked slowly past the old man and said coldly: "You are old, don't delve into things you shouldn't know."

Then he took Cole straight to the side door at the end of the stone room and left without taking away a single cloud.

The old man put away the token on the table with a wry smile, sighing in his heart why Lord Raphael would support such a reckless young man, while continuing to work hard on updating his novel.

"Using your abilities effectively will save you many detours when conventional means fail."

Mo Tan, who successfully led Cole into the second buffer zone, smiled and said lightly: "It is a luxurious upgraded version of the previous topic. It is also a theory that is so cliché that you can learn it in any rural school, but To do it effectively and at no cost, it takes some work.”

Cole was sweating and holding his chest and gasping for a long time before he could barely get rid of the power that the old man had unintentionally exuded and nodded stiffly.

"At this point, the part that can be settled by getting rid of 'Raphael Bloodwing' is officially over."

Mo Tan slowly took off his white robe, then took out a rather gorgeous black dress with two red bat wings printed on the cuffs from his luggage, put it on, and put on his previous The pinched [Hundred Forms] was pressed on the face, and in the blink of an eye it turned into the filial son 'Raphael Bloodwing' who died with hatred. He winked at Cole: "Next, we need something that others can't The copy has its own style, such as my unique mask.”

After saying that, regardless of the poor condition of the young man next to him, he strode open the last door and came to the deepest part of the hiding place secretly set up by the Bloodwing family. He faced the man who was sitting with his legs folded. The beautiful female elf on the high stool opened her arms: "Hey, honey, I'm here to see you!"

"Raphael!"

Exquisite and beautiful in every aspect, but still slightly inferior to Leisha, the Elf Bloodseeker screamed in surprise, then threw himself into Mo Tan's arms, and at the same time, a large syringe was taken out secretly. The latter injected 15ml of unknown liquid into the side of the neck with lightning speed, and fell to the ground with a pop.

"You are not Raphael."

The beautiful blood seeker, whose strength was at least at the mid-epic level, struggled to hold himself up and glared at Mo Tan with clenched silver teeth.

"hold head high."

The latter nodded briskly.

"hateful!"

Then he saw the elf blood seeker slamming the ground with all his strength, using the force of the shock to bounce himself back several meters, and fell heavily next to a floor tile with a red emblem, and raised his hand with difficulty.

result

"Hey~ You are weak now, so don't do this kind of exercise that will aggravate your blood circulation."

Mo Tan, who instantly appeared next to the female blood seeker with his shadow step, smiled, grabbed the latter's slender wrist 'gently', and said softly: "Do you want to trigger the alarm?"

The elf blood seeker, who had completely lost his power, did not speak, but stared at him.

"You should have told me earlier~"

Unexpectedly, Mo Tan grinned, and then slapped the floor tile with an early warning function: "Let me help you."

Buzz buzz buzz buzz buzz buzz! ! !

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!!"

The next second, scalp-numbing sirens and wild laughter exploded underground in the cemetery at the same time, rampant and domineering!

Chapter 766: End