Soul Painter

After half an hour.

Luc Villier dragged his bones and broken tendons to break Liu Xiu and walked out of the street that seemed to be plowed by a heavy bomb. The fire was burning behind them. The battle with the son of 'Living Flame' felt like he was fighting a A bomb that will explode repeatedly is fighting, but unfortunately, the fighting skills of this bomb are very general.

Although the power of the son of living flame is greater than that of the angel of time, when it comes to fighting skills, Liu Xiu can only be called "green and tender". The only price Luc Villier paid in this battle was that his pajamas were a little dirty.

Although Liu Xiu had his hands and feet broken by Luc Villier, and even his neck was broken more than once, his injuries are recovering visibly to the naked eye. In his eyes, Luc Villier turned his head and kicked Liu Xiu in the crotch. Liu Xiu, who was in the process of miraculous recovery, immediately rolled his eyes and fainted again.

The men in the Paris security forces who came around because of the fire and explosion, Qi Qi felt a chill in his crotch, and he couldn't help but make a slight movement of pinching his legs.

"The operator isn't here?" Luc Villier looked around the crowd ahead.

"Report, Mr. Angel, Miss Operator was not seen." A sergeant stepped forward to report.

Now, Luc Villiers is a military adviser to the Paris Sheriff. He was previously an adviser to the Berlin garrison. As the most active investigator on the battlefield, his appearance is well known to many soldiers and regarded as the Patron saint of the army.

People in the army habitually call him "Mr. Angel".

The lady operator who was supposed to arrive didn't come, which made Luc Villier have a bad premonition. He took out the phone and tried to dial the number representing the lady operator. Suddenly, his expression froze and he threw the phone away. , took out his pocket watch...

boom!

A behemoth descended from the sky.

Press where Luc Villier was standing.

The surrounding security forces were all taken aback, but the next second they ushered in even more shocking waves... God! what is that!

In front of hundreds of Paris security forces, a giant cat with the height of the four-story building around him was squatting there, maintaining a hunting posture, and under its claws, Mr. Angel had disappeared without a trace.

"God, gosh!" the soldiers screamed, half rubbing their eyes, feeling hallucinations, while the other half pulled the bolt and shot the big cat.

In the sound of gunshots, the big cat ignored them at all, just licking its own paws, its paws seemed to be injured, and the bullet hit the big cat and it was silent like a stone falling into the sea, After that, the big cat made a 'meow' and ran away.

The next scene is very strange, because when the big cat jumped away, it turned into a kitten in mid-air, and ran into the dark alley and disappeared.

…

Text spit out from the fax machine.

'A mysterious cat appeared in Paris, Judy died, and the time angel was seriously injured...'

This is a house with a swimming pool near the beach in Rio de Janeiro, the second largest city in Brazil, in South America.

The wind of the tropical evening passes through the house.

Blow up the curtains with ethnic customs at the door.

The large white bed covered with soft velvet quilt is lined with a brown red **** with graceful curves.

In the night sky, there was a loud noise on the beach not far away. It was a carnival that did not stop every night.

This scene is enough to be envied by investigators who have been beaten to death on the European battlefield.

At present, both Europe and Asia have fallen into the abyss of demon wars. North America has also been attacked by various terrorist attacks by demons. However, South America has become a paradise. Exiled politicians have settled here, and it has also brought wonderful economic vitality.

Now.

in this laid-back scene.

A handsome shirtless man was pouring himself a drink at the dimly lit bar.

The fax machine in front of him spat out the above handwriting.

Then the following writing appeared:

‘Master device, your vacation is over. ’

Lu Tiaoyang sighed, shook his head again, and tutted again, so many actions and tone were expressing his reluctance, yes, who wants to die.

He held the wine glass in one hand, and turned the palm of the other hand gently. A wonderful black tri-octahedron appeared in the palm of his hand. With the appearance of this ceremony, on the round stool opposite Lu Tiaoyang, there was a figure like smoke and fog. Formed together.

It was a man with dark skin and a thin build that looked like an Egyptian pharaoh.

He was wearing a black robe, and the black robe was refracted under the dim yellow light, and a gorgeous halo appeared, which made him seem to be set off in a gorgeous throne, and these lights were reflected on the top of his head. With a golden double crown, He exudes the charm of a dark **** or a fallen angel.

In ancient times, no matter which race was created in the dream of the old gods, as long as he appeared in the gathering place of these creatures, those creatures would invariably worship him and regard him as the supreme lord, but he was not willing Accepting these honors, he only loves to travel around the civilized world, enlightening civilization with wondrous power, and civilization needs to repay him with chaos, war, and destruction.

"My lord, in the reincarnation of civilization in this life, are you really not going to show off your power?" Lu Tiaoyang asked softly.

The dark **** on the opposite side did not respond.

This prayer was as fruitless as before, which made Lu Tiaoyang a little disappointed, but he got used to the disappointment many times.

It's useless to count on the dark gods.

The dark **** is one of the highest rank under the old god, and it is stronger than the ordinary old days, but in the civilization of this era, he is unwilling to do anything, which is very strange. Lu Tiaoyang vaguely remembers that his own Prayers had been answered, but when exactly, he had forgotten.

And now the appearance of the mysterious cat, UU reading www.uukanshu.com means that the elk cat will step into the human world, as the 'ex-husband' of the elk cat, if he can't become the unique pillar of the elk cat, then he will be endowed by the elk cat. The mystery is to be taken back, so he cannot escape and must face it head-on.

"That kid Gao Fan is useless. If he can have a few kittens with the elk cat, why would he have so much trouble?" Lu Tiaoyang muttered.

…

thousands of miles across the Atlantic.

Boston.

Gao Fan, who was painting, suddenly sneezed.

He rubbed his nose.

The time difference between Rio de Janeiro and Boston is only two hours.

So when Lu Tiaoyang was singing every night, Gao Fan was still working hard to create. Now it is mid-July, and this "Battle of Time and Space" has begun to take shape. Large swathes of human soldiers and demons are spread on the canvas. The center of the battlefield revolves around the city of Berlin, and the entire layout is very spectacular.

After sneezing and looking at the painting again, Gao Fan suddenly felt that something was wrong.