Mage Joan

At the moment when Rebecca froze, two mastiffs had rushed to her, showing their sharp teeth, biting at her calf.

Rebecca could not help but take a breath, as if he had seen his legs being bitten off by the evil dog.

Fortunately, the "Holy Land Technique" blessed in advance played a role at this critical moment.

The vicious dog's teeth had not yet touched her trousers, but was bounced away by a sudden burst of golden light, screaming and panting back, shaking his head again and again, the saliva flowing dripping along the corner of his mouth, seeming to be seriously mentally shocked , Seems very painful.

The mastiff's intelligence is not high, but the encounter just now made them realize that the little girl in front of him was not easy to mess with.

The wicked dog growled at Rebecca twice, but dared not initiate another bite, and turned around beside her, rushing towards Joan, a little further away.

"Púréa!"

With the time that Rebecca had won, Joanne had completed preparations for casting spells, raised his hand to the two evil dogs, and a large piece of dark and greasy grease appeared on the ground in front of him.

The bully and bully dogs were immediately retaliated: they couldn't hold back their running momentum, and they fell one after another in the traps made by "greasy technique", tumbling and struggling, making a horrified whine.

While the two evil dogs were temporarily trapped in the greasy trap, Joan quickly chanted the mantra, unfolded the rope in his hand, and held the end of the rope with his right hand, shaking gently, the rope flew to the greasy area like a long snake stretching his body.

"Eala!"

Singing an elven language that symbolizes "life and spirit" to start the mantra, the rope infused with magic power in Joan's hands temporarily gains life and intelligence.

When the "Activated Rope" hit the ground, he raised his rope head and wandered on the slippery surface like a live snake. He quickly **** the two mastiffs and tied two knots to avoid the mastiff. Break free.

The corner of the lips evoked a satisfactory arc, and Joan gently pulled the rope head in his hand. The "activated rope" contracted backwards in response to his intentions. With the help of oil lubrication, the surface friction was reduced, and the tightly tied mastiff was dragged to He followed.

Joan squatted down to observe the two mastiff dogs with their tongues out and breathing hard, and found that they all wore iron collars around their necks, and the prominent capital letter "S" was inscribed on the outside of the collars.

"S... what does this mean?" Joan muttered to himself.

"Mostly the abbreviation of the owner's last name."

Rebecca walked to Joan, staring at the mastiff collar to make a guess.

"Most of the local manor owners will raise a group of mastiff dogs to visit the nursing home. These two dogs should be domesticated by Snow. The "S" on the dog collar is the abbreviation of Snow.

Her guess sounded reasonable, but instead of guarding the gates, the Snowdog’s watchdogs hid in the garden and ambushed them and were hired to hunt down Shadows. This was a bit abnormal.

After thinking about it for a while, Joan thought of a possibility, and cast "Mage's Hand" to peel off the eyelids of a mastiff dog to observe carefully.

As expected, the mastiff's pupils faintly glowed with cyan luster, which is clearly a sign of residual magical power peculiar to the "confusion control" spell.

"Both Mastiffs are enchanted with magic spells, which may be a "natural creature" charm, or a higher-level "enchanted monster."

Joan looked dignified.

"That means someone secretly controlled these two mastiffs to attack us?"

Rebecca looked at the garden opened in the gate hole, but could not see where the main messenger was hiding behind the scenes.

The fear that came with the unknown made her shivering.

"First of all, what is certain is that "Yuying" has no ability to charm the mastiff. At least one caster is lurking in the manor."

"It can be seen that the haunted incident of Snow Manor is not so simple on the surface, it is likely that a larger conspiracy is hidden behind the scenes."

"Rebecca, do you think we still need to keep track?"

Joan looked at Rebecca seriously.

Hearing this, Rebecca also realized that the situation was serious.

If you continue to track down, she and Joan will face not only a shadow, but also the manipulation of shadows and mastiffs, the unfathomable "behind the scenes", no doubt will take a huge risk, and may even cause it. Scourge!

Just when she hesitated, the earthworm tentacles in Joan's hands suddenly shuddered and made a buzzing alarm.

"Hush—"

Joan raised his index finger to cover his lips, instructed Rebecca not to make a sound, held the siren, moved up and down, left and right, and detected the position and distance of the lurker in the dark based on the angle of the tentacle bending and the frequency of vibration.

Joan suddenly raised his left arm, pointed the small shield tied to the outside of his elbow to a thick bush in the garden, and spit out a syllable coldly.

"Anar!"

The face depicted on the surface of the shield made a glaring expression, and his eyes shot a strong radiance, like the same beam of searchlights hit the bushes straightly, illuminating every leaf brightly.

This "Flash Shield", which has been remodeled by Joan, has been upgraded from the 0 ring of "Flash" to the more powerful 1 ring of "Flash Burst".

A shimmering ball of light burst into the magic shrouded bushes, and Rebecca, who was far away, was dazzled by the strong light and had to turn his head to avoid it.

The mysterious man hiding in the bushes is nothing to hide, revealing a black shadow enchanting, raising his hands to cover his face, stumbled and tried to escape into the depths of the flowers.

"You can't run!"

Joan stomped his feet, and the "Stomping Boots" started, and the magic power was injected into the ground through the soles of the boots, and a long straight ridge bulged on the surface.

The shock wave spurred by "Thunder Stomp" extended along this ridge to the direction of the black man's escape, and immediately caught up with the man, violently erupted from the bottom of his foot, and tipped it to the ground.

After Joanne started "Stomping Boots", he caught up and thought he could subdue the other party's fall. Unexpectedly, the man was extremely agile, and he flipped up and bounced when he fell to the ground. His hands were wiped around his waist, and the weapon was quickly lit up. The left hand clasped a cold, dagger with a scorching red in his right hand. The thin sword, as if ice and fire were in her hands.

Seeing this scene, Joan couldn't help being surprised.

He was really familiar with these two weapons and could not help but make a guess.

Looking at the man carefully, although the face is covered with black gauze and the appearance is not clear, but from the enchanting figure wrapped in a tight leather jacket, it is obviously a young woman.

If these vague features alone are not enough to debunk each other's identity, the shaggy tail of the masked girl's buttocks undoubtedly provided Joan with more reliable evidence.

"No movement!"

Rebecca also caught up, aiming at the masked girl with her two-handed gun, and pressed her right index finger against the trigger, snapping a warning:

"No matter who you are, drop your weapons immediately, otherwise don't blame me for opening a hole in your head!"

The masked girl's eyes flickered, staring closely at the muzzle of the black hole, her body slightly lowered, and the tail behind her raised upward.

The graceful carcass wrapped in a tight leather jacket, bulging bodybuilding muscle lines, and the hair on the tail tip upright like an electric shock.

There are signs that she has decided to fight hard!

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