"God, hand over your strength!"

Jacob turned the gun and aimed at Randolph.

A group of fanatical "believers" dispersed in fan shapes, and each took out weapons, pistols, shotguns, machetes, chainsaws... Every move was full of arrogance and madness.

Randolph laughed angrily: "Since you call me God, do you think these things can subdue me?"

"No!"

Jacob showed a gloomy smile, his eyes full of desire, raised his fist to his head, and bowed provocatively, "But, I know from the notes of my ancestors that you who lose your artifact will also lose most of your divine power..."

Finally, he shouted: "We won't give you a chance to get a magic weapon!"

Bang bang bang bang bang bang!

The moment Jacob's voice fell, several people holding the gun shot at the same time.

The gunshots rang out like fried beans, leaving traces on Randolph.

Of course, with these low firepower, he could only tear his clothes open.

Compared with the fragile bodies of the Earthlings, the Asgardians' bodies are like steel, but even the strongest steel can be forged into waste.

Randolph, who had not taken action for nearly a thousand years, had long been abandoned in combat skills, and was beaten backwards by a group of inferior gunmen.

Maybe he wasn't that inferior, he was just hesitating and hesitating.

If he kills one big game today, there will never be a peaceful life in the future.

However, if these insiders were not killed, he would not seem to have a peaceful life.

Randolph, who had only the skills to pick up girls, had his mind tangled into a mess.

Sudden……

A dull gunfire sounded from the scattered gun.

The next moment, Jacob's head exploded.

The splashing brain and bone fragments made the "believers" pause.

"Jacob!!"

The woman who always followed Jacob had an obvious relationship with him. When she saw Jacob being shot in the head, she immediately screamed.

However, the scream had just risen, and another dull shot sounded, and her head exploded into pieces.

"Who is it?"

"There are snipers!"

"Scatter! Scatter!"

The successive death of the two leaders made the guys named "believers" who were actually "thugs" suddenly awakened a lot and scattered to all directions.

However, the "sniper rifle" suddenly switched to "Gatling".

Large pieces of bullets fell down overwhelmingly. Before a group of thugs could see who the enemy was or even where the bullets came from, they were all torn to pieces by the metal storm.

The corpse was covered with holes and fell all over the ground, and fragments of flesh and blood filled the gate of the chapel.

Randolph's face was gloomy, and he thought that a great force had set his sights on him.

However, he waited in the chapel for a long time, but he did not see anyone coming in to negotiate. Instead, he heard a vague sirens.

He pursed his lips and stroked his bag, his body, which seemed to be frivolous but strong, rose up, smashed the attic window and jumped out.

After Randolph quickly left the monastery, Bai Jinglan appeared out of the shadow and smiled at his distant back.

He took his stuff and helped him get out of trouble.

Fair and reasonable.

Bai Jinglan looked at the sea of ​​blood outside, waved his hand, and the Cangtan in the northern border quickly opened, melting all the flesh and blood residue into nothingness. Then, before the police came over, they opened the portal and went home.

As for how Randolph returns to Spain, he doesn't need to pay special attention. This old guy has lived for thousands of years and must have his own channels of activity. Anyway, he has the hypnotic effect of "mirror flowers and water moon" and he will not have any doubts about this trip to Ireland.

As long as he buried his fake cane, the memory will be automatically eliminated.

Randolph continued to be his university professor quietly, and Bai Jinglan probably wouldn't have any chance to contact him again in the future.

He returned to his villa in New York, and it was not yet noon.

Mex was still not awake in her dream. Bai Jinglan did not disturb her. She cooked some food on her own. After dinner, she climbed onto the bed, leaned against the fragrant Mex, and picked up the "Selected Curse of the Eighteenth Century" and looked at it.

The magical destructive power of the world of Harry Potter is not strong, but it is indeed excellent and interesting in some ways.

Bai Jinglan had read "Standard Spells" before, which was a textbook for low-level students of Hogwarts. They recorded relatively simple and basic spells. Although they were slightly different from the magic system in this world, they could still understand them in general.

In comparison, "Selected Curse of the Eighteenth Century" is much more advanced, and it should be an elective book after reaching a certain stage.

Bai Jinglan was very interested in one of the magics - the activation spell.

It sounds very generous, but it is actually very common.

In the world of Harry Potter, magicians make various instruments run automatically, using this kind of activation spell.

It does not really make the dead body come alive, but allows the dead body to repeat the movements for a certain period of time.

For example, a magician cooks a meal, cuts vegetables with a kitchen knife, stir-frys with a pot, and as long as they cast a revitalization spell on the kitchen utensils, they can repeat the process continuously without any mistakes.

Bai Jinglan planned to learn this spell first, and then go to some kitchen utensils used by senior chefs. In the future, even the cooking process can be saved. One activation spell is done, and you can eat whatever you want.

Of course, the ingredients will not be made out of nothing, and he must prepare them in advance.

Others, such as the traceless stretching spell, permanent pasting spell, copying spell, forgetting spell, repairing spell, cleaning spell, etc., are also relatively practical and interesting spells.

In fact, there are basically similar magic in this world, but who has made the big shots everywhere here?

It’s better to have the magic of Harry Potter, so don’t worry about being sent to the devils.

In a flash, several hours passed.

The brilliance of the sky penetrated through the milky white curtains, covering Mex's face in a hazy way. Her eyelids shook slightly, and her eyes slowly opened, and she was a little confused for a moment, with an unfamiliar ceiling, an unfamiliar furniture, an unfamiliar bed and... an unfamiliar touch.

She frowned slightly, and found that she was hugging something warm, lowered her gaze slightly, and saw a slender and warm arm.

Long hair was resting on her cheeks, and her head was gently resting on this arm.

"woke up?"

The familiar and unfamiliar voice woke her up from her ignorance.

Mex turned to look at Bai Jinglan, and saw him holding a book in his other hand, looking at her with his eyes burning, and a mysterious smile on his face, which seemed to have thousands of meanings.

She lowered her head a little, "Well, I'm sleeping very full."

After a pause, she added: "I haven't slept so well for a long time."

Bai Jinglan put down the magic book and smiled and said, "You have been sleeping for a long time. You should be very hungry. The kitchen has prepared meals... Oh, it's a little cold now and you need to heat up."

He stretched out his finger and pointed at the bottom.

“Violent.”

Mex looked at the direction he pointed, but saw nothing, and asked curiously: "What were you doing just now?"

Bai Jinglan shrugged: "Perform a new magic to make those meals warm up."

“…”

Mex blinked, "Are you making me happy?"

"You know, I'm a magician." Bai Jinglan spread his hands and said with a smile, "Most of the time, the magician's spells are not used to make people happy. If you don't believe it, you can go to the kitchen to have a look."

He pointed to the bedside: "Oh, there is a new set of clothes there. I asked a friend to buy them on my behalf. I don't know if they fit your size."

In order to get this outfit over, he specially called Officer Nolan.

I have to say that the delivery service in the United States is so bad, so it is more convenient for people to help buy it on their behalf.

"good!"

Mex took the clothes with flushed cheeks and quickly put them on his body.

"Well, the clothes fit very well."

Bai Jinglan watched her change her clothes, took the teacup next to her and sipped it, and asked, "Mex, I'm going to attend a family gathering in the community tonight. Are you interested in going with me?"

She turned to look at him and smiled: "Of course!"
Chapter completed!