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Chapter Eighty-Twelve: Coincidentally(2/2)

Did the warlocks of the original church succeed...

"Hey, you three!"

Sheldon no longer hesitated, pushed open the door, quickly put Merlin down, took out the wand from his arms, and the tip of the wand exploded with fiery brilliance.

"Who is it!" The three of them turned their heads suddenly, showing their fangs, but there was no lack of fear on their faces.

It seems like this is really my first time committing murder... I'm not very experienced yet.

Merlin's heart moved slightly, and he let out an angry breath of hot breath from his nose. The runes in his eyes appeared, spinning slowly and strangely.

It's getting late.

"Ugh!"

"Uh-huh!"

"Sir, have mercy! We three brothers will obey you in everything!"

Sheldon, who originally thought that the opponent would attack him, couldn't laugh or cry. He was clearly prepared to cast magic instantly, but he didn't expect that the black hair on the opponent's body exploded like three black fur balls.

They couldn't help but tremble all over, and after a while, they even couldn't help but kneel down!

For some reason, an inexplicable fear emerged in their hearts, like a tide, instantly overwhelming their souls!

Sheldon didn't know whether to laugh or cry, wondering why he had picked a soft persimmon by chance.
Chapter completed!
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