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Chapter 392 Emerald Warlock

"Falled Woman" bar.

When Bai Jinglan came here again, he could no longer see the arrogant old white man. There were many inexplicable people, either in suits and ties, or in a calm temperament. A small number of these were Irish officials and observers from other national organizations.

The disaster in Ireland caused a stir, and after the Irish curse incident was exposed, it naturally attracted more attention from governments.

For government organizations in various countries, the mysterious side is still cloudy and hiding from people's sight far away. No matter how hard they try to pursue, they can only find some texts. However, more and more magical events in recent years have become a heart-wrenching problem for various countries. Now, Bai Jinglan's extremely high-profile handling of the Irish curse has naturally attracted countless attention.

Colson led a vibrant white old man over and introduced: "Mr. White, this is Mr. Sean Kate, Ireland's Representative, Deputy Minister of Communications, Climate Action and Environment, and he meets you on behalf of Ireland."

Bai Jinglan looked at the Congressman and smiled faintly at the corner of his mouth: "Hello, Mr. Congressman."

The Irish deputy minister was very cheerful: "Just Mr. White called me Sean, or Sally. We can be famous for the famous Mr. White for a long time."

Bai Jinglan has experienced many important events, and even though SHIELD has covered it up in every way, it has long been known by government organizations of various countries.

However, many people were skeptical of him before.

Bai Jinglan was unmoved and asked coldly: "Where is the reward I want?"

If you say 100 billion, just 100 billion is not worth a penny.

These guys are all mean and can't be used to their bad habits.

Sean's expression remained unchanged and he replied enthusiastically: "Please rest assured that as long as the curse is lifted and the Irish land is restored to its original state, we will transfer the money to you immediately, with S.H.E.L.D. as the guarantor."

Ireland is just a small country, but it is also a highly developed country. It has the reputation of "European Tiger". Compared with the impact of environmental collapse, a 100 billion US dollar price is not worth mentioning at all.

What's more, this time the bill was not only the Republic of Ireland, but also the United Kingdom next door, because the Irish land affected by the curse, and the six counties of Northern Ireland that are still under the Commonwealth.

Bai Jinglan nodded: "Since that's the case, then let's start!"

"Mr. White is so happy, then I'll give you some whiskey and watch you cast a spell."

Sean picked up the bar cup, poured himself a glass of wine, and saluted Bai Jinglan.

Colson whispered: "Mr. White, do you need to clear the scene?"

Now this small tavern is almost crowded with people. If something happens, a large number of people might be in an instant.

"unnecessary."

Bai Jinglan waved his hand casually, called Mex again, whispered a few words, and then walked to the door of the tavern.

Immediately afterwards, his hands changed continuously and he used various magic seals.

"In the name of the seven suns of Sinebas, with the power of the burning Falyan Holy Fire, the seven rings of Ragzels enveloped me, and the shadow of the six-winged seraphimony fell into the world again, so that the power of light was like a storm..."

In an instant, a bright, dazzling red light rose in the eyes of everyone and filled the field of vision in an instant.

The red light flew in the air like a leaping flame. There were various patterns cracking in the "flame", and brighter red appeared at the cracks, like magma burning to the extreme, or like blood accumulated to the extreme.

Suddenly, a messy sound of steps came from the surging "lava sea of ​​blood".

It seemed that thousands of people were running wildly, mixed with the crisp sound of horse hooves and the crazy roar of people.

"kill!!"

"Kill them!!"

"Everyone deserves to die!!!"

Everyone widened their eyes in shock, and saw a red eye in the overwhelming red light, an ancient army that looked like a ghost rushed towards this side with great momentum.

"Oh my goodness!"

"What is that?!!"

"Run!"

Colson had long guessed that the process might not be too calm, but he didn't expect that there would be such a big stir and asked Bai Jinglan: "Mr. White, we..."

"Coulson, don't bother him."

Mex had been reminded by Bai Jinglan for a long time, and was not surprised at all. While preventing Colson from disturbing him, he took out the Nirvana double blades hanging around his waist. Between swinging the two phoenix short swords, summoning a rushing river of flames, and circled around a group of people, forming a flame wall that was nearly two feet high.

Melinda hurriedly asked, "Mexis, what are you going to do?"

Mex explained: "The guys outside are all undeads. The undead who died on this land many years ago. The phoenix fire is the flame of life, which has a great effect on the undead. As long as you stay in this flame, you don't have to worry about being harmed by the undead."

Melinda nodded in a clear mind and immediately turned around to comfort the observers.

Bai Jinglan ignored the commotion behind him, but there was a huge magic circle map, which opened quickly with him as the center. At the same time, the magic seal in his hand changed, and a defensive curse was added to the magic of clearing the curse.

This army of countless ghosts is called "Shara" in Irish mythology and is also called "Irish sinners". Like other ghosts, they usually only come out to move at night, but at this time, under the agitation of some kind of black magic, they rushed out of the darkness in broad daylight.

They seemed to be in the style of the army, but in fact they were the fighting style of the magician. When they approached the magic curtain woven by Bai Jinglan, they waved their hands at the same time and sprayed out energy rays like rain. Bai Jinglan had to increase the strength of the magic again.

"Can he really deal with those monsters?"

“…It’s so scary!”

"Let's leave while the monster hasn't come yet!"

"You can run past those monsters?"

A group of observers were thrilled with light, their eyes were blurred, but they still tried to widen their eyes, for fear that Bai Jinglan, who was not paying attention and was responsible for preventing the disaster, would die, and then all of them were buried with them together.

Rumble!!!

The roaring thunder interrupted everyone's panic. They all subconsciously looked up at the sky, and saw the wind and clouds surging in the red sky. At some point, they piled up thick black clouds.

In the extremely gloomy clouds, the lightning winds away, and the raser flows freely.

"Demon--Exorcist!!"

Amid Bai Jinglan's loud shout, the clouds in the sky were surging like the sea, and the thunder rolled down, as if they were exploding in their ears.

The next moment, lightning pillars fell from the sky, leaving a pale light and shadow in the retina of the crowd.

When the eyes of a group of melon-eating parties came over clearly, the thousands of ghosts and evil spirits were all broken like broken mirrors.

"The monsters disappeared!"

"We... are saved?"

"It seems like that!"

Amid the surprise of the melon-eating parties, the red in their vision quickly retreated, and finally shrank to a point, disappearing in Bai Jinglan's palm.

"I made it."

Bai Jinglan turned around and announced to the person behind him.

"Success?"

“It seems…is not different from before.”

Observers of governments whispered that Bai Jinglan's magic was indeed dazzling, but what he promised did not seem to be done - the land in Ireland is still deserted, no difference from before.

Everyone was full of doubts, but Sean walked up with an excited smile on his face: "Mr. White, congratulations, I knew you would succeed!"

Bai Jinglan stared at him and said with a smile: "You have succeeded too, haven't you?"

"Yes, I succeeded too." Sean was stunned at first, and then echoed loudly, "We have heard of Mr. White's deeds, but only after seeing it with our own eyes, Mr. White's ability is stronger than the legendary one, and it is easy to lift the curse that tortures Ireland."

"I'm not referring to this."

Bai Jinglan's head tilted, and his tone was filled with a hint of ridicule, "Didn't you just set up such a big formation to absorb my energy? Now... are you very satisfied?"

Sean's smile slightly closed, but soon bloomed again: "Good, very satisfied!"

Colson, who was leaning over, suddenly changed his face when he heard this, and he took a few steps back a few times, and waved his hand to stop other people approaching.

Sean ignored this, raised his hands, held it gently, and a red light suddenly appeared in his palm.

He nodded with satisfaction, raised his eyes and looked at Bai Jinglan, and smiled proudly: "I have heard of your power for a long time. Some people call you the heir of the Supreme Master. I didn't think so at first, but now it seems that you deserve your name... But now you still have some magic power? Haha, after absorbing most of your magic power, I feel that it is unprecedentedly powerful. Even if the Supreme Master comes back, it is not impossible to challenge it!"

Bai Jinglan shook his head and chuckled, and replied faintly: "If you don't give you enough benefits, how could you really jump out?" He paused slightly, and the ridicule on the corner of his mouth became even more serious, "But I'm very curious. Do you forget to tell you that those who report my love to you... I'm not a simple magician?"
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