? "More, I'm here." Colan waved.

Moore saw Corran from a distance and strode towards Corran.

"Corran, when did you go back to Los Angeles?"

"Just arrived in Los Angeles today," Colan said.

Although the two are a few years apart.

But to count it, the older Colan is more like an elder.

Of course, there is no mention of seniority in the association.

Plus Moore's casual personality.

I think I can talk to Koran.

So I also have contact with Colan in private.

"I'll treat you tonight," Moore said.

Colan looked at the golden credit card Moore was holding.

He is really envious.

He wanted to say very readily that he would come to treat him.

But I was short of money and couldn't open this mouth.

He was a few years older than Moore, but Moore could already support himself.

But in addition to doing some temporary work, he still needs to ask his parents for money.

And Moore has already made a lot of money.

Even if he completes his studies in the future, his salary may not be greater than Molde.

The most important thing is that Moore's life is completely different from his.

In Koran's imagination, Moore is colorful every day.

"By the way, I have a task tonight. Do you want to come together?" Moore asked.

"Is this... OK?" Colan hesitated.

He was worried about danger, of course, and also worried that it would become a burden to Moore.

"Don't worry, it's just a small task." Moore said with a smile: "It's an abandoned church in the West Street area, with an evil spirit entrenched. It's not difficult. If you have the chance, you can also give you a chance to fight."

"I... can I?" Colan had no confidence in this.

"Don't worry, no problem, by the way, I'll give this to you."

Moore threw a dagger to Colan.

Koran took the dagger and looked at it: "Hey, my dad seems to have one too."

"This is made of keel bones, but your father's pair is a refined magic prop. You just carved some inscriptions on this hand, and the power is countless times worse."

"That's it..." Koran curled his lips, and was a little disappointed.

"Don't dislike it. This keel dagger is sold in a magic store for consignment, and it is estimated that it can be sold for tens of thousands of dollars."

"So expensive?" Koran's eyes widened, feeling a little disbelief.

"It's expensive, but don't really sell it, otherwise, if the people from our association find out, I will sell the association's things, and I will be miserable."

"Then I'd rather not want to harm you...I don't want to harm you."

Koran is still very loyal.

I heard that Moore would be punished for this, so I was worried about this and that.

"It's okay, as long as you don't sell it for money, it's okay. Of course, you are not allowed to use the dragon Gu dagger to deal with ordinary people. The damage of the dragon bone dagger to ordinary people is easily recognized."

"Oh, I get it... are you sure it's okay?"

"It's okay, our association has many keel bone daggers, and it can even be used as a consumable."

"Then why not sell it for money?"

"Of course it's to maintain the market price." Moore said naturally: "If something is flooded in the market, do you think the price can be higher? A refined keel dagger worth hundreds of thousands of dollars is not more than the ordinary keel dagger in your hand?"

"Then you can sell both?" Koran said.

But Moore shook his head: "If the two are sold together, then everyone will only buy the ordinary version, and then find an alchemist to make the refined version of the keel dagger. This cost is definitely cheaper than buying the refined version of the keel dagger directly."

To put it bluntly, the association needs to maintain the high price of keel daggers to protect its own interests.

Of course, people in the association can use it, and use it whatever they want.

Anyway, there are many keels in the association.

But it cannot harm the interests of the association.

Things that are scrambling inside and outside cannot be allowed to any organization.

That's why Moore warned Colan.

Moore takes Corran to an abandoned church.

There are no people living in this area.

Standing in front of the church, Corran felt the desolation and gloomy atmosphere in the church.

"The church should be God's refuge, right? Why did it become like this?"

"There should be some unknown event here, which led to the abandonment of the Holy Spirit and no longer being shrouded in the Holy Light, but becoming more unclean than elsewhere." Moore said: "In the end, this place became a nest of unclean things."

"More, didn't you say this is just an ordinary mission to expel evil spirits?"

"Yes, this is very ordinary."

"The evil spirits living here don't look like ordinary evil spirits no matter how they look."

"The evil spirit here is actually a priest who accidentally reads the devil's scriptures, and then summons the evil spirits in hell to possess them, and then eats all the nuns in the church..."

Hearing this, Colan couldn't help but tremble.

"What are you afraid of? You don't need to deal with it head-on, just stand by my side."

Moore said, transforming into a clone and entering the abandoned church.

After Moore's clone entered the church, he saw various strange phenomena.

Before each attack, these evil spirits will use illusions to harass them.

However, these illusions are effective against ordinary people and have an average effect on psychics.

What's more, Moore's clone is in front of him now.

So in the end, you still have to fight with dignity.

The evil priest had a ferocious face, and the faces of those sad nuns were hidden under his black robe.

They wail in unison, and ordinary people are either crazy or collapse when they hear this sound.

Moore clone held the dragon bone dagger in his hand, and stabbed the evil priest at the same time.

If it is an ordinary evil spirit, it will be stabbed to death by the dragon bone dagger on the spot.

However, the evil priest in front of him just flew away, and the soul of a nun on his body was thrown out and dissipated.

This is the first time Moore has fought such an opponent.

This evil priest regards the nun's soul as a substitute.

Moore had no scruples. He could also free the souls of the nuns.

The evil priest lost a nun's soul and immediately pulled his chin open, and his big mouth was like a black hole, and he began to breathe in big mouths.

The air flow around him quickly flowed into the mouth of the evil priest.

Moore's clone could not be fixed in place either.

Moore's clone moved in his heart.

He didn't talk nonsense, he just exploded himself.

boom

With a loud bang, half of the abandoned church was destroyed.

All the nuns' souls on the evil priest's body dissipated, and its own body was even more broken.

The evil priest rushed out of the house like crazy.

When Koran saw the evil priest rushing over, he couldn't help but feel nervous.

The terrifying evil creature felt creepy at first glance.

"You come? Or I?" Moore asked lightly.
Chapter completed!