This is a man with long curly hair. His face is fair, his eyes are deep, his nose is high, and his long hair is bound behind his head. Only the curly hair on his forehead still lingers on both sides of his cheeks.

He held an expensive camera in his hand, frowned tightly, and squatted while pressing the shutter with a serious force. Although Naples is close to the ocean, the temperature difference between day and night is extremely large. Perhaps it is precisely because of this that the man is wearing a slightly thick dark blue wool coat and a red and blue plaid scarf around his neck.

Salomon's voice was so shocked that he almost jumped up, but the hand that the secret wizard pressed on the man's shoulder firmly.

"Who are you!" he screamed and turned his head, and saw Salomon, who was shorter than him, and then his face was liberated from the wrinkled tension.

"Ahem!" he whispered to the secret wizard, "It's very dangerous here. I think it's better for you to leave here first, because something that ordinary people can't understand next may happen. Are you from the choir? Or is it the child of a bishop?"

"Do you think I am a believer of a damn god?" Salomon looked down at his outfit, his black secret robe and a crimson coat, and he didn't look like a clergy at all.

perhaps?

Salomon raised his head and said, "For your personal safety, I suggest you leave as soon as possible. You don't have the ability to resist under those things."

The man suddenly felt that the palm power had become much stronger on his shoulders. A force that he could not resist dragged him back, causing him to completely lose balance and sat on the ground.

"Leave? No! I finally tracked her down!" Even so, he tried to lower his voice, but he immediately reacted, "Those things? What do you know?"

"I know what I should know." Salomon let go of his shoulders expressionlessly and instead dragged the man to the back collar. The secret mage dragged him back, completely ignoring his struggle.

"You know!" The man found that his strength was not as strong as Salomon, but he still tried to stand up, "Are you in the same group with her?"

"I don't know who you are referring to, but if you're talking about the nun inside, I do know her. But I know her soon." Salomon turned around, easily stepped on the man's knee, and grabbed the camera from him. "It's obvious that you're chasing something that ordinary people shouldn't know."

"Give it back to me!"

Salomon pressed the button on the camera with one hand very unfamiliar, and called out the album. "Oh, I didn't expect you to be a stalker, sir." After he looked at the album, he held the camera in front of the man, "Florence, you actually chased him there."

"You promise me, whisper, there is something to do!" said Salomon, "I want to know where you came from?"

Although the man agreed to lower his voice, he still unconsciously increased his voice volume and speeded up his speech.

He said, "I have been following her for a long time! Twenty years ago, she killed my father, right in front of me! You have known her for a while, and you must not know her true face. She was like this twenty years ago, and it has not changed at all after twenty years. You have had contact with her, tell me, tell me everything you know, I want the world to know her true face! I investigated several disappearances in Florence, and Beyonita also appeared there at that time, it must be her..."

The man's expression suddenly became distorted, "I remembered that you were there at that time! Could it be..."

"That's right, sir." Salomon showed a good expression for a moment. "Those people were not missing, but died, I killed them."

"You...you look..." The man pointed at Salomon in a daze. He stared at the boy in front of him, "I didn't expect that you actually..."

"Listen to my explanation, sir." Salomon said helplessly, "those people are werewolf..."

"Werewolf! Do you want me to believe your nonsense? Well, I'll believe it for now." He almost breathed, "But you look only thirteen or fourteen years old, who taught you to kill!"

"It sounds like you've been pursuing Beyonetta for many years. Shouldn't you be accustomed to those supernatural phenomena? Magic exists, and werewolfs must exist. Humans are not as lonely as they imagined." The secret mage said helplessly, "As for killing people... there must be someone carrying something that ordinary people cannot touch, and I am one of them."

"I..." The man's expression was very familiar to Salomon. His senior brother described to him that the expressions of those who saw the magic were almost exactly the same as those of this man. It was an incredible expression that showed after the cognition was overthrown. Almost every person who came to practice Kama Taj had experienced the time when cognition was overthrown.

"Okay, I don't have time to help you reshape your worldview, sir." The Secret Master was a little impatient, and he pulled the man to stand up, "Leave here, those things will not show mercy to humans."

"Those things? What?"

"You shouldn't know, sir. Some things are better for ordinary people not to know."

The wax fire on the altar suddenly went out, and the clear moonlight passed through the stained glass window and fell lightly onto the white marble floor. Salomon widened his eyes, and the sudden darkness made him feel a little uncomfortable, but soon, he used the white moonlight to see the scene in the church. Then, the organ above the church suddenly rang out the Mendelssohn's First Organ Sonata.

"Symphony No. 65, it's still a quick-paced one." Salomon looked up at the organ. Only those with magical vision could see that there was a big black man sitting there. Although Salomon could not see the man's appearance, according to the orange windbreaker that had not been changed for thousands of years, it was Rodan. But Salomon said that he never expected that Rodan had such superb organ skills.

This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! Although he doesn't know when Rodin will arrive here and why he is here, these are not important. Now he just wants to send the man around him out of the church. Ordinary people should not be involved in these things.

Glorious golden light shone down from the vault, which refracted back and forth between gilded and copper-clad building decorations, driving away the cold moonlight and all the darkness in the corner.

Salomon and the man around him were so stinged by the strong light that he couldn't open his eyes. Although the tear glands secreted liquid in time to try to make up for it, their thin eyelids could not resist the strong light at all. They could only lower their heads and cover them with their hands.

But soon, the golden light disappeared and the pale moonlight returned to the church.

"What happened? Why did the organ ring?"

Salomon suddenly felt that the person beside him was even more noisy. When the secret mage adapted to the changes in light, he saw Beyonetta standing in front of the altar and stepping on the head of the already descending angels. She stepped on the angels and twisted her slender waist lightly in the air, avoiding the angels' pointed claws and weapons. She also took the opportunity to lift her slender and powerful legs and kicked away the arm of an Affinity angel. Then, she grabbed the Affinity angel's arm with amazing agility and flexibility.

Then under the influence of gravity, her arm was easily twisted off like a towel. The angel's blood splashed like a rainstorm. Before it landed, it turned into a golden spot of light and rose up. The arch of the church was covered with golden light and white feathers, as if what was going on here was not a massacre, but a mass.

The bread and wine prepared for the Holy Eucharist are the blood and flesh of the angels.

"Where has she gone?" The man lay on the railing and looked down, "Has she ran away again! That murderer! No, the smell of rosemary is still there! She is still here! She is hiding again?"

Salomon pulled him by his scarf and pulled him behind him, otherwise the angel's golden spear head would pass through the top of his head.
Chapter completed!