"Have those people left?" The monk leader asked in the temple with some anxiety.

"Yes, sir." A hooded monk next to him replied, "I watched them get on the plane and leave."

After hearing this answer, the monk leader breathed a sigh of relief. To be honest, he was very afraid of Evanson's group. The official identity of SHIELD made him difficult to fight, and Evanson's personal strength made him even more frightened.

A spell that was lightly described made him and others have no power to resist, and could only wail in pain and wait for the arrival of death. This feeling now makes him feel cold through his body.

Fortunately, although the other party is powerful, he is a pedantic man who obeys the rules. After he spitting lotus flowers, he actually persuaded him to go back.

Thinking of this, the monks and leaders felt a little impressed by him and made up their minds that as soon as the errand was over, he would immediately step down and go to a position in the Roman Holy See. With his qualifications and eloquence, it would be no problem to be a high-level charlatan like the Archbishop of the Cardinal.

"Then let's start too." After planning your future life, the leader adjusted his mood and focused his energy on what he was doing. After all, the situation is quite serious. If he fails, it will be useless in the future. It will be difficult for his boss to talk to.

"See your order." The Hooded Monk agreed and slowly retreated.

"Have you entered?" Melinda asked to the headset.

"Get in. Claya's portal is very useful." Evanson's response came from the headset.

The monk leader probably never thought that the plane had already been determined to have flew away, but in fact he had already turned on the invisible mode and turned back, and was hovering above the temple. Evanson, who was frightened, had also sneaked into the temple through the portal opened by Claya.

"I don't understand why you have to go down?" Claya curled her lips, muttering her nails while complaining, "Didn't you plan everything?"

"Just in case," Evanson replied with a smile.

If Danny is about to be killed, who will the two most anxious people in the world be? His mother Nadiya is one, and the other is naturally his fatherly love Dad Locke.

Danny is the key to his plan. If Danny dies, all his ambitions will be wasted. He himself will return to hell soon and endure the endless torture of Mephisto. This ending will be chilling.

Therefore, he will definitely get Danny at any cost and ensure his safety. Then these monks who want to kill Danny will become thorns in his eyes and thorns in his flesh.

What's more, tomorrow is the winter solstice, and if you miss the opportunity, it will be useless. So, he will definitely take action today, and this time he will definitely send a powerful subordinate to come, at least to deal with the subordinates of this group of monks.

Therefore, Evanson concluded that these monks who wanted to end up with all will definitely not survive today.

But the plan is the plan. What if the people sent by Rock are stuck in traffic on the road and a few minutes late? So he went back without bothering, in order to ensure that the people sent by Rock can successfully take Danny away, thus exposing Rock's location.

Of course he has other purposes and some things, and he must ask the monks here for clarity.

"Someone is coming." Melinda said in the communicator "it's very likely Locke's men."

"How can I see?" Evanson wandered around the temple, looking for a place with a wide view. Everyone was summoned, so no one noticed him.

"Because the one who drove over was an ambulance. Is anyone there who had a heart attack?"

"Hmph..." Evanson smiled and came to a roof. "It was quite timely, so I can just watch the scene. It just so happens that my current location is pretty good, so it's a VIP seat."

"What should we do?" Melinda asked.

"Perform according to my expression."

mmmp! Melinda threw the headset directly on the screen. I am now at a height of 6,000 meters. Can I see your b-face clearly? If you introduce it, don’t you point the b-digit number?

Evanson hung up the communication, sat cross-legged on the roof, and looked at the farce below with a smile.

In a place covered with weeds and barely called a square, a group of monks formed a circle and thought in their mouths. In the center of the circle, the leader was the one holding a long sword, and I was pressed on the guillotine.

The monk leader had a solemn expression, and he gestured the long sword around Danny's neck, and then slowly raised it, thinking that all this could finally be over.

But the moment he slashed the knife, he suddenly realized that he could not see anything and there was only darkness in front of him.

"I'll go, the dark art of action." Evanson, who turned on the play mode, complained, and reached out to summon a Kilrog's Eye. This kind of peeping special for this technique, no, it is a reconnaissance spell, and it will not be blocked from vision.

Humph, I will just cut my eyes when you turn your vision off and see who is afraid of whom.

"Hmm?" Observing Evanson below through Kilrog's Eye, his brow suddenly frowned, because he found that this guy who was acting was a little familiar.

"Carrigan?" Evanson looked at the man with ragged clothes and pale white hair and finally confirmed his identity. "Sure enough, death does not mean the end of the deal with the devil."

Carrigan clearly stated that he was dead now, and Locke used the power of the elder to make him survive until now, and also changed him so that everything he touched would quickly age and decay.

In a short while, the monks below were basically dead, and they were all dealt with by the magical modification Carrigan, and the only one left was the monk leader.

However, the leader was the leader. When his vision was deprived, the other minions could only be killed one by one in a daze, and he actually sensed Carrigan's position and slashed him with a backhand.

However, the attack was blocked, and the knife in his hand was quickly decayed into iron slag. The monk leader immediately escaped, and at the same time stretched out his thumb and pushed Carrigan's neck.

"Something capable." Evanson stood up and patted the dirt on his body, thinking it was time to appear on his own. "But tapping a dead man is the stupidest attack I have ever seen."

Sure enough, the leader's acupoint not only did not work, but Carrigan grabbed his left hand, and the arm quickly shriveled.

Just as Carrigan reached out to bear his life, a powerful impact force forced the two to separate, and the world also returned to light.

"Save people, save people. Why do you want to kill such a big killing?" Evanson put his hand on the head of the monk leader and shone purple light. The leader only stepped on two strokes and stopped moving.
Chapter completed!