The port of Anthony Port is vaguely visible in the distance, the black ship and the crimson shroud.
"Sir Celistein, in fifteen minutes we will arrive at the port of that city. Do you want to inform the local lords and church in advance?" The silver-white hair of the flag-holding nun flew with the flag of the monastery in the sea breeze.
The nun who was asked stood silently at the bow of the ship, his sharp eyes were full of determination, as if the ice that never melted at the end of the world was slowly shook his head.
"I understand, sir." The nun holding the flag stepped back and turned around three meters away from the person in front of him.
In front of her were forty combat nuns who were ready to go, most of whom were wearing armor similar to those of the flag-holding nuns, with metal armor decorated with various prayer scriptures, and scarlet cloaks swaying in the wind.
Although several clerk nuns in red robes were not wearing strong armor like their sisters, the spell-like aura that was vaguely visible around them made anyone understand the identity of their spellcaster.
There are also a small number of young nuns who are only wearing leather armor to protect themselves, gathering together, with excitement and nervousness on their young faces. As trainee nuns, this will be their first mission.
The eyes of the fighting nuns were as hard as iron. Many people had tattoos on their delicate faces that represented their achievements, or they directly tattooed the entire prayer praising the Witch King on their faces, and combined with armor and weapons, they looked murderous.
"After Lord Celistein's order, after arriving at the port, he would go directly to the city to capture the son of the disaster, and no matter what he blocked him, he would be killed." The nun held the banner issued an order: "Including the military forces of the local lords and the church personnel, all those related to the son of the disaster, will be executed on the spot!"
"For humanity! Never show mercy!" The nuns responded in unison to the order of the nun holding the flag.
At the head of the ship, Celistein held a book with an iron cover, and a long chain connected the book of steel to the nun's skirt.
The nun's iron gloves rubbed the pages of the book made of special materials, silently reading the contents of the scriptures.
"Heaven desires the fire of salvation. No need to fear, for we will give it."
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In a warehouse in the port area, the witch hunter and his comrades are making final preparations.
The Shadow Assassin was wearing black leather armor and was adjusting his gloves. All kinds of small tools were taken out of his body by the assassin, and carefully checked them and put them back.
"Do you always go out with so many toys?" The samurai patted the half-body armor he had just got with satisfaction. Judging from the exquisite patterns on it and the reaction of the witch at that time, this thing is of great value.
As the largest black market dealer in Anthony Harbor, there are a lot of pretty good equipment in the witch's small jewelry house. Even the Demon Hunter took two non-reflective daggers as his spare weapon.
"I don't know if your muscles have grown into your brain. With your poor IQ, it's hard for me to explain to you what the use of these cute little guys are." The former Shadow Assassin, who has completely recovered his health, is not the salted fish that anyone can step on before.
He skillfully avoided the female warrior's fist, and the shadow assassin turned into thick fog and disappeared in place, and appeared behind the demon hunter in a flash: "I tell you, ten minutes! I won't stay in it for an extra second! If you don't arrive on time, I can't be considered a breach of contract!"
The samurai snorted, ignored the assassin who had been away, took out his [Slaying Charge] and carefully applied grease between the chains. The large metal shield that the dwarf Groyn had been forging had leaned against the wooden barrel beside the samurai.
The pure metal shield, nearly two fingers thick, reminded Xu Yichen of the front armored guardrail of the police armored vehicle. The thing weighed 60 kilograms. Li Yanlong tried to equip it, but found that he could only barely use it.
[Vitolia's Eyes: This is the work of the master craftsman Ge Luoyin. In order to thank a friend, this dwarf master used precious materials he had collected for many years to create a heavy shield to protect her from harm. Ge Luoyin carefully measured the height and wingspan of his friend, so that this shield could only be achieved in her hands.
Limitation of use: minimum force required 19 points, minimum system required 15 points
Material: Titan Alloy No. 2 (Groyin Improved Edition)
Texture: Indestructible
Feature 1: Fit - This is a shield specially created by the Dwarf Master for Vitoria Gabriela. When he himself uses this shield, the weight of the shield will be reduced by one third.
Feature 2: The female barbarian’s death gaze - aim the gem on the front of the shield at the enemy, and the enemy will feel fear, once a day.
——I carved your face in front, it may have a miraculous effect, right?——G Luoyin]
Xu Yichen looked at the relief that filled the entire shield and twitched the corners of his mouth. The dwarf carved the face of the samurai on the front of the shield with exaggerated techniques. Two red gems were inlaid on the position of the samurai's eyes, bright and engraved.
The samurai accepted this joke frankly. Of course, this was what the samurai himself said, but Li Yanlong said that in the afternoon, he heard a riot in the blacksmith shop outside the room for a while.
The monk Tang Sanzang sat quietly cross-legged on the ground, as if he was asleep, and kept chanting the scriptures softly, as if he was not concerned about what was about to happen in a while.
The witch walked around the warehouse, and the witch hunter could feel the panic in the witch's heart: "Don't worry, we will complete the task."
The witch did not answer the words of the Demon Hunter. Xu Yichen knew that the Witch Federation had concealed some of this mission, and those three sons of disaster were definitely problematic.
The last time in Carlo's dream battle, the silver-haired girl appeared, the Demon Hunter had never mentioned it to the witch. The Demon Hunter vaguely felt that the witch Federation took the initiative to attack the black ship this time, which probably had a lot to do with this girl.
While the demon hunter was pondering, a crow flapped his wings and flew into the warehouse, and fell obediently on the witch's shoulder. The witch leaned her ears and approached the crow, as if communicating between people and objects.
After a while, the crow called out to the witch and flew out from the window that had come in before.
"The black ship is coming soon?" the demon hunter asked after walking into the witch.
"The black ship has begun to slow down and is about to enter the port. The patrol ship at the port was sunk by them." The witch told the demon hunter: "It seems that the nuns plan to fight quickly and solve the matter here before the church and the lords react."
"For us, this is a good thing. The fewer people involved, the better." The Demon Hunter pulled up the sword on the ground: "Everyone, be prepared, the cheese box has been delivered."
Chapter completed!