The Devil’s Cage

Chapter 826 Resonance

In the morning, the rain is a little rest.

Many carriages were gathered at the street booths of the St. Paul School.

The death of Totti and Lid, when there was no daylight, spread throughout the city, and the parents who had children in São Paulo became worried.

In particular, when the explosion came near the school in late Saturday, the parents could not sit still.

They drove the carriage to the school and hoped to pick up their children and return home.

Even if Sister Mornie repeatedly guarantees that the school is safe, it is useless.

The persistence of the parents is that the old nuns cannot shake.

"Are you going to help?"

Standing in front of the chapel, the sheriff looked at the students who had hurriedly left under the guardianship of the parents, and asked Qin Ran, who was drawing something in the muddy land.

"Don't try to say a person who has already made up his mind!"

"Not to mention, still a group!"

Qin Ran did not raise his head.

Last night, the old nun made a request for him to protect these students, and Qin did not hesitate to agree.

For Qin Ran, this is a matter of doing things. There is nothing to reject.

However, in the scene that appeared in front of him, Qin Ran could not come out.

First, he does not have the corresponding identity.

Second, he has been 'dead'.

The third and most important point: he hopes that the attackers will regard him as Gonglansen!

The asymmetry of information is enough to give him considerable benefits.

The idea that emerged from the bottom of my heart caused the Qin Hand in the painting to shake.

The sleek lines should suddenly stand out.

Without a doubt, it failed again!

Just before dawn, Qin Ran learned from the old nuns [the seal of the morning light].

However, what Qin Ren expected was that at the beginning, the old nuns painted on the ground like a sunrise that shone the fields, rivers, and hillsides, and it was actually part of the Seal of the Morning.

Or, to be precise, that is [outerprint].

Compared with the control of the body, similar to the ancient seal [inner print], [outer print] is much more difficult.

The former Qin Ran will learn.

And the latter?

Then you need Qin’s hard work.

After all, you can't expect a person to be a versatile person.

Even if Qin Ran is more interested in reading, it is also the understanding and memory of the text, which can not help him become a good painter.

"Are you painting a dog?"

The sheriff stopped by Qin Ran and looked at the brushstrokes that Qin Ran painted with his fingers in the mud.

"This is the rising sun!"

Qin Ran stressed.

“Why does it look like a pug with an open mouth?”

The sheriff’s face is puzzled.

"If you don't know art, you can shut up!"

"Otherwise, I don't mind helping you!"

After ten consecutive failures, Qin Ran became unhealthy in the face of the sheriff's obvious words.

He knows what the other party is for.

The things of Wien Manor.

There are also bombings in nearby streets.

In order to let the other party rush to leave, Qin Ran roughly told the story of the process.

The face of the sheriff could not help but dignify.

"Do you mean that the new Earl of Wien has also sent a killer?"

“There are more forces coming up because of the treasures of the morning church?”

“There are so-called wizards?”

"Damn, why is everything coming?"

The sheriff groaned angrily.

For this uncontrollable and powerless reality, the sheriff is disgusted from the heart.

However, the sheriff did not lose the calm.

"What are we going to do?"

The sheriff asked.

The other party who knows the importance of professionals is asking without hesitation.

"wait!"

"Wait for the other side to show your feet again!"

"Trust me, it won't be too long!"

"Their greed will always make them anxious than us!"

Qin Ran said while passing a silver jug.

"I have already stopped drinking, I don't mind if I smoke."

Saying, the other party lit a light in front of Qin Ran and began to swallow.

"This is not wine, but holy water!"

"The holy water of the morning church, made by Mother Sisters, can't cope with the big scene, but it is enough in the face of yesterday's level!"

Qin Ran’s words have not been finished yet, and the silver jug ​​in his hand was robbed by the sheriff.

"how to use?"

Holding the jug tightly, as if holding the baby-like sheriff asked very simply.

"On a metal weapon, ordinary bullets are fine, but the effect will be almost the same. The best way to use it is to sprinkle these holy water on those monsters!"

"Trust me, it works better than you think!"

Qin Ran simply tells.

There is no disguise in the words.

Because the holy water of the morning church is far beyond [San Shui VIII].

[Name: Holy Water (Dawn Church)

[Type: Potion]

[Quality: Excellent]

[Attribute: In 1 minute, shocking low-level, intermediate ghost, negative energy creatures, when contact with any low-level, intermediate ghost, negative energy creatures, the other party will suffer fatal damage! 】

[Requirements: None]

[Remarks: This is the holy water made by the Church of the Virgin Mary in the morning.]

......

According to the arrangement of "Sacred Water VIII", the holy water of the morning church is arranged at least in the V number, even in the front position.

More importantly, the production of holy water in the morning church is not complicated.

Qin Ran witnessed Ms. Moni making three copies of the holy water in half an hour.

Of course, the materials needed are still cherished and expensive.

The sheriff put the silver jug ​​very seriously.

"I will continue to investigate the clues about craftsmen, rubber gardens and drugs, etc.... Maybe there will be any unexpected discoveries!"

Although Qin Ran said that his own **** people helped the unknown attackers to complete these speculations, John did not want to give up easily.

In this regard, Qin Ran will not stop.

"be careful."

Qin Ran said.

"Do not worry!"

"Before I was full of worry, now I can't wait to fight with those guys!"

The sheriff patted the inner pocket with a silver jug ​​and left quickly.

As the other party left, Qin Ran once again devoted himself to the depiction of the print of the morning light.

From the morning to the sunset.

In addition to three meals, Qin Ran did not sleep in it.

When the light rain of the sparsely pulled up again, Qin Ran, who had failed nearly two hundred times, finally finished smoothly [the seal of the morning light. The outer seal].

Hey!

At the moment of completion, the stick figure depicted on the ground resonated with the power of the morning light in Qin Ran.

A faint glow appeared on the painting, dispelling the darkness around.

Even the falling raindrops could not help but change direction.

However, what Qin Qin cares about is...

The chapel behind.

PS first more~

(End of this chapter)