Transcendent of Type-Moon Gensokyo

In fact, the burial organization can be said to be a group of perverts and lunatics. As their uniter, Narubalek is naturally not a normal person, and no one knows her strength...

Narubalek is not her name, it is just a code name, and every burial organization unit will inherit this name.

Just like Bathmelo, every leader of the Bathmelo family automatically accepts this name!

Lorelia took the phone handed over by her subordinates...

Unlike those stupid magicians who are immersed in the glory of the past, as a magic team that always fights, the entire Clone team, including the leader Bathmelo, needs to understand the entire human culture in order to better win. Like other magicians, they only know how to work behind closed doors. They have a sufficient understanding of the technological level of the entire mankind and do not reject modern scientific supplies when needed.

"Narubalek?" A cold voice came from Loreliya's mouth...

"Bathmero Lorelia..." came from the other end of the phone in a frivolous and nasty tone.

"Stop gossip!" Lorelia interrupted Narubalek. She had also heard of the evil of the coordinator of the burial organization.

"Okay, okay...Little girl, don't worry," Narubalek was like an old fox.

Without waiting for Lorelei to speak, he continued to ask, "So, why do you want to cooperate with our Templar Church? Bartmero?" The name Bartmero was deliberately used, as if for the haughty Bartmero. Would be surprised to cooperate with the Templar Church.

"I know you are designing Alte Lucky, I can help you!" Loreliya said briefly.

"Then what do you want to get?" Narubalek's tone was flat, she knew that if you want to get it, you have to pay.

"You only need to tell me the specific location of Tefam Ottenroshe... Don't say you don't know, your temple church must have its own method of mastering the location of these twenty-seven ancestors." Luo Lei Laiya said lightly.

"Of course, the conditions are so simple?" Narubarek's tone was flat, as if he was not surprised at such a simple reward.

"Although I don’t know how you used to lure Alteluci into your arrangement, what I want to tell you is that there are still two things with Alteluci. I think you know this person. …Anyway, the opponent also has ancestral-level combat power. I can help you deal with Alterucci, but at the same time, you also help me deal with Liang Yiluo. Of course, my Clone team and I are only responsible for assisting you." Loreliya talked about terms. At the same time, he said that he would not go to the front for the church.

"Of course, this is reasonable... Is Liang Yi Luo... No problem, Xiao Meilian misses him very much..." Narubalek's laughter came over.

Loreliya had no feeling for Narubalek's ancestor who had lived for an unknown number of years as Xiao Xiao, but simply asked, "Your position?"

Narubalek quickly reported their position...

After listening to it, Lorelei glanced at where she was, and said decisively: "Very well, we will be there soon!" After finishing speaking, without waiting for Narubalek to reply, she hung up the phone decisively.

Lorelei is an actionist. After formulating a policy, he waved his hand and said to his subordinates: "Go at full speed!" The position Narubalek reported was not particularly far away...

The Clone team was obedient, using the subtle magical fluctuations, using magic, and starting a rapid march...

On the way, her adjutant asked with a little doubt: "Master Bathmelo, you really believe that Narubarek, besides, why should we help her deal with Heiji?" He was puzzled and finished the question. After discovering that Loreliya's face had not changed, she continued to ask: "Furthermore, the Templar Church may have a way to lure the ancient red to their ambush, but for Liang Yiluo, I'm afraid they can't guarantee it, right? "Speaking cautiously, as if afraid to offend his lord.

Loreliya glanced at it and sneered: "Hmph, that guy can't speak enough, he definitely hid something from us, especially the way she seduce Alte Lucky. You know, the black Ji Jun is not that way. It’s easy to be fooled... But, it doesn’t matter, we just help them. You let the Clone team use some enchantments and help them at will. The main force is them. We are only auxiliary. They will appear even if there are casualties. The hunting ancestor is The church’s obligations, they will do their best! Although Narubalek is bad, but the words are worth it, we did help them, and she will keep the promise and inform us of the position of the white-winged father! His target is only him!" Speaking of Father Bai Yi, a blazing flame appeared in her eyes!

After a pause, she said again: "As for the fall of the two rites, it is not important. If he accidentally hits and enters the ambush, let the church door help and kill him together...this is an insult. The guy from the Magic Association, in the Templar Church, there are many radicals who want to kill him... If he doesn’t enter the ambush, then ignore him, and wait for me to spare no effort to solve him. Our first priority The target is Tefam Ottenroshe, huh, maybe there will be Eltluci's color head!"

Haughty and self-confident, as if he had calculated everything, the adjutant did not speak after listening. Since Master Bathmelo explained it himself, as a subordinate, he only needs to cooperate well with his work. What's more, this is Master Bathmelo's thoughtful answer. Rather than being reckless.

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Narubalek in the mountains not far away put down the phone in his hand and smiled and said, "Unexpectedly, the proud Pamelo Patriarch would use a mobile phone, ha!" Bizhi and Lorelei talked about it. The content, it seems that she is more concerned about Lorelei's ability to use a mobile phone.

From the outside, Narubalek looks like a rather young woman with a lazy but seductive temperament. Her eyes are long and narrow, as if she is squinting and grinning at all times. The left eye is deep blue, and the right But my eyes are covered by hair, so I can't see...

"Big sister, it looks like you have deceived Busmero Lorelia..." A low-pitched male voice said with a sullen smile. It was a man who looked at him in his 30s, like light. The shadows underneath are so ordinary that people can't really see it, just like Assassin in the Holy Grail War.

"She is still too young after all. She thinks she has everything, but she doesn't know that she is also calculated...Sabra." Narubalek said to the man.

The man named Sabola just licked the corners of his mouth, chuckled, and didn't answer. As one of the burial organs' substitutes, for him, as long as it is killing, he can be satisfied.

"What are you going to do? Narubalek!" A man in medieval knight armor walked up from a short distance. He was a subordinate of the Templar Church, a great knight of the heresy interrogation knight, and he took himself with him. The knights and some ascetics came to help Narubalek.

Although he was disliked by the people in the burial organization, and even angry that there were dead men among them, he was still able to restrain himself since he was dealing with the top twenty-seven ancestors together.

Narubarek glanced at the knight commander, and explained with a smile: "Bathmero would never have thought of us cooperating with the White Wing Guild. In itself, we let the White Wing Prince use himself as a bait to lure Hei Ji ...He who has irreconcilable and contradictory relationships with Hei Ji will do exactly that...With the help of Bathmelo, whether she is sincere or fake, she can always help us minimize the loss of dealing with Hei Ji."

After a pause, she continued: "As for what Mr. Bai Wing thinks when he sees the appearance of Bathmelo, it is none of our business... Maybe he will be afraid that this is a conspiracy against him and take the initiative to attack, but his The main targets of attack are either Hei Ji and the others, or Bathe Melo, because only we have the possibility of cooperation...If he is tolerant enough, then after we solve Hei Ji, we will directly tell Bathe Melo to let them fight to death. That's it, anyway, the dead and the Magician Association are our enemies, aren't they..."

Narubalek downplayed and counted everyone in it. Although her strength is strong, she prefers the feeling of holding everyone in her hands when she fights in person.

"Our strength is strong enough. Now that El Teluci is so weak, we will destroy or seal her at the fastest speed and at the least cost! As for our sacrifices... in order to achieve our goals, some of the sacrifices are very Normal, right?" Narubalek said with a smile. For her, the life and death of other people does not matter to her at all, even if everyone is a member of the church...

The knight commander did not speak, just glanced at Narubalek, and scanned the faceless member of the burial institution named Sabola; the one who knelt on the ground praying, carrying thorns on his back, was constantly using it like twine. Ordinary things, hitting themselves, as **** treated others and suffering, he is also a substitute for the burial agency.

Far away from the crowd, the dead person who exudes a disgusting taste, that is the 18th ancestor revenge knight Ann Hans, who killed his own predecessor. As a dead person, he hates the dead person and hunts other ancestors... …

Not far from the heretical interrogation knights that I brought, the ascetic monks who sat on the ground silently prayed, and then thought of the ultimate secret weapon...

The chief of the knights let go of his heart. If the addition of Bathmelo and her Clone team, the ancient red will face a situation of ten deaths and deaths... If she is still in its heyday, add her guards We, even if you add Bathe Melo to your side, you may not be able to keep them, but she, who is already weak, has no chance at all for this lineup!

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Loreliya brought the fastest Clone team to the canyon. Faced with the luxurious lineup of the Templar Church, she was also amazed. But the activist, she started the arrangement right away.

"Divide the brigade into 5 and let them each lead the team to arrange the enchantment... Hmph, although the temple church has arranged a hidden enchantment, but it seems that it is not so... A small number of people manipulated the enchantment, and the rest came back to gather!" Just glanced at this gorge, and Lorelei had her own decision, turned and ordered her adjutant to act vigorously and vigorously.

"Yes, sir!" Respectfully accepted the order, the adjutant didn't say a word, and quickly started the arrangement. He knew that Lorelei didn't like ink stains and didn't need those useless feints.

"Bathmero, it really is so decisive..." Narubarek walked over after Lorelei's order was accompanied by harsh words.

"Narubalek, I don't think we are so familiar with each other?" Loreliya said coldly in the face of the coordinator of this burial organization.

"Although, this is the first time we have met, but I know you very well..." Narubalek said as he looked at Loreliya with a smile.

Lorelia just glanced at her coldly, and didn't answer...

The heads of the heretical knights and the ascetic monks do not have a good impression of the Magic Association, so doing their own thing and cooperating with the Magic Association is already considered good...

Ann Hans would not be boring to himself. The only person who watched Narubalek interact with Loreliya with great interest was Sabra from the burial organization.

"...My arrangement will be ready soon, you still think about how to bring Elteluci and the others here!" Loreliya said lightly, just standing on the edge of the gorge, looking Far away.

"Don't worry, everything is ready... and maybe, we don't need to seduce..." After saying this, Narubarek didn't say anything, and didn't want to explain...

It didn't take long for the Clone team to come over. They stood behind Lorelia without a glance, showing their discipline. This strict rules made the knights not far away secretly nodded. Can make these unruly magicians as disciplined as an army, but the Clone team of Bathmelo is unique.

‘If all magicians are so disciplined, I’m afraid the Templar Church will be very sad...’ the knight leader muttered to himself.

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And not far away, in the place shrouded by the formations arranged by the Templar Church, Bai Yigong looked at Lorelei and Narubalek with a gloomy expression.

The dead followers directly under him stood beside him without daring to come out.

"Bathmero!" The white wing male gritted his teeth and said the name.

"Is it here suddenly, or is it planned? Is it for Alte Luci, or for me?" He had an ugly face, and his mind was swiftly turning and thinking.