"My Lord, although I know this may make you unhappy, I have to say that you are the most untalented robber I have ever seen."

Facing the crowd that was almost full in the opera house's auditorium-like performance hall, Charles was unable to complain. Louis' mouth twitched. Well, it was full of people, both floors, including the circular side corridor on the second floor.

Thousands of eyes stared at the thugs who broke into the concert hall. When they found that there seemed to be only six thugs, their originally terrified expressions were gradually replaced by defiance and anger.

"Damn it! Who are you!?" Inside the concert hall, a well-dressed old man questioned Jacob who had kicked open the door.

Faced with the divine light held up in the hands of many people in the concert hall, Jacob turned back to look at Mu Hua with embarrassment.

"Hey, Charles, I have to let you know that I'm a lord, not a robber." Mu Hua was also shocked by the number of people in the concert hall and was a little embarrassed. While speaking, he walked in front of the crowd. Jacob tactfully shrank back behind Mu Hua.

There are too many magic spells waiting to be unleashed here. As a former gangster, Jacob said he couldn't resist...

This was a surprise, because with the blessing of defensive magic, the Grand Opera House was just as Mu Hua had expected, and there were not many garrison forces stationed here in the chaos of the city.

But who knows why so many people gathered here in broad daylight?
Aren’t opera performances supposed to start in the evening?
After eating and drinking to their heart's content and appreciating art, the idiots dispersed and went home to savor the influence of art. The big shots could also invite the artists to participate in some activities that are beneficial to their physical and mental health.

This is normal operation, right?

As a result, I walked all the way to the concert hall, and as soon as I entered the door, I saw a sea of ​​people. Some of these guys were holding knives, some were holding guns, some were holding divine arts, and some were calling the Knights...

Damn it, Mu Hua was confused, what are these guys doing here in broad daylight! ? If you can fight, go out and fight the zombies!
"Well, if I ask everyone to give up resistance, I wonder if anyone objects?" Standing in front of his group, Mu Hua said to the people in the concert hall.

The concert hall was very large, but Mu Hua stood at the door, and his light voice seemed to echo in everyone's ears.

This way of communicating made some people in the concert hall nervous, but more people were whispering, passing on words like "devil's whispers".

To be honest, Mu Hua didn't want to fight with the people here, because it would be a waste to accidentally kill them all.

These people were very good, both in their clothing and temperament. Instead of killing them, it would be more appropriate to ask for some money to buy their lives, right? For example, asking them to "unlock" their storage items.

In the Ukuru Courtyard, a distinguished status almost symbolizes power, because they are closer to the gods and can obtain more and stronger divine arts, which will be very troublesome if they fight.

"This is not a place where you can do whatever you want. Now, I don't care who you are, you'd better leave immediately..."

An old man in a red priest's robe stood up from a single room in the corridor on the second floor of the concert hall. When he spoke to Mu Hua condescendingly, he was pinched in mid-air by Mu Hua's soul tentacles.

"Ji~~" I originally wanted to kill this somewhat unruly old man, but it turned out that the soul tentacles that were grasping him seemed to be blocked by something, and a strange squeezing sound came out between the tentacles and the old man's body.

"How dare you! Madman, what are you going to do..." Although being held by the soul tentacles, the old man still frowned and glared.

However, he hadn't finished his words because with a 'pop', Mu Hua increased his strength and squeezed the old man in mid-air into a ball of blood.

"Ah~!"

"He killed Bishop Benson!"

"Attack! They are blasphemers!"

"No, stop!"

"Watch out kiddos!"

Screaming, scolding, shouting for fighting and killing, accompanied by the old man being crushed by Mu Hua, there was a lot of shouting in the concert hall, but it was amazing that the people here were relatively calm and were only shocked but not panicked.

There were actually people in the crowd who spoke out to dissuade them, but unfortunately there were too few people. As they waved their hands and shouted, the brilliance of various magical arts had already enveloped Mu Hua and the others.

"Boom! Boom!" The wall of the concert hall was destroyed along with Mu Hua and his group. A section of the wall behind Mu Hua and his group was blown down.

Under the interweaving of fire and thunder among the hidden lights, the defensive magic that combined soft barriers and infinite barriers blocked the attacks of divine arts and live ammunition for Mu Hua and others.

There is no way to use high-level defensive magic. The opponent fired a lot of origin bullets, and it is really difficult to defend against them without infinite barriers.

"Don't you want to kill them?" Shanna asked with a frown in the defensive magic.

In addition to some powerful divine arts, these attacks are also mixed with some high-quality exorcism bullets. The attacks here can also pose a fatal threat to Shanshan. Shanshan asked Mu Hua about his attitude.

"These people should be very rich, right? Can you scare them?" Mu Hua asked the people around him, but his face showed an indifferent expression.

"Sir, these people are very important and are used to being entertained. It would be difficult to scare them if we don't kill some of them. And the one you just killed should be the bishop of this city. Please be careful. If it is the bishop, I don't think he will die so easily."

Charles was talking to Mu Hua, while Louis beside him held a few utility knife blades between his fingers. No one knew when he got them. Louis seemed to be more powerful than Jacob. At least Jacob was curled up aside and acting like a good boy.

As soon as Charles finished speaking, a shadow of an angel rose from the bloodstain that the old man had turned into, and the holy light filled the room.

With the blessing of holy light and angels, the bloodstain that had long lost its human form seemed to be reshaped, and the old man's figure floated in the air again, and even the clothes he had worn before were not wrinkled or damaged at all.

"Tsk~, this thing looks more powerful than magic." Looking at the resurrected Bishop Benson, Mu Hua's tone was filled with admiration despite his disdain.

With the resurrection of Bishop Benson, it seemed as if they had found their backbone, and everyone in the concert hall stopped attacking Mu Hua.

"You are not from here..." Bishop Benson, who had died once, looked at Mu Hua with more caution.

But he still said half of his words, and the old man floating in the air began to turn into stone.

"Bang!" The old man who was full of vigor just now fell headfirst into a pile of rubble. Charles was full of surprise, and his mouth twitched for a moment, while Mu Hua stared at the rubble with interest, wanting to see if he could be resurrected like this.

"Minions of the devil! Die!" Bishop Benson, who seemed to want to confront Mu Hua, typed GG again in the midfield. Several knights in gorgeous armor jumped out of the single room on the second floor where Bishop Benson was originally located.

The long sword was burning with holy fire, the blood was boiling, and magic circles appeared on the armor of the four knights.

Mu Hua now understood that to the people in this courtyard, magic is the power of the devil, and equipment with magical effects is a symbol of the wisdom of the gods and the piety of the wearer.

In short, magic cannot be learned, but magic equipment can be equipped by knights favored by the gods.

"Boom!" The fighting skill's slashing attack hit the defensive barrier fiercely, tearing the soft barrier apart. The diamond-shaped interfaces of the infinite barriers were quickly superimposed, but they were still broken through by several layers by these knights.

The collision between combat skills and defensive magic spread out a strong blood energy. Some people nearby were knocked over and flew away by the blood energy, and some fell in the crowd with bloody heads, and it was unknown whether they were dead or alive.

"disperse!"

"Puff~Puff~Puff~" The defensive magic on the armor was dispelled, and the spears in the air chopped off the heads of the three knights.

The remaining knight was caught by Mu Hua's touch of jealousy. Well, this was a female knight with a nice voice. Mu Hua pulled her in front of him and took off her helmet.

"Crack~" Black, the neck was broken.

"Fuck! The devil is my minions, please be gentle." Throwing the female knight's body aside, Mu Hua looked at some injured people nearby and scolded the four cold knights.

"What do you want to do by capturing her?" Seeing that the people here posed no threat to Mu Hua, Shanta relaxed and walked up to Mu Hua, pointing at the female knight's body and asked Mu Hua.

"Swish~Swish~Swish~~" The touch of jealousy dragged back the other knights, including their heads with helmets. To ordinary people, they only saw these corpses floating towards Mu Hua. The scene was weird, which inevitably made people shudder.

"The armor they are wearing is good, it seems to be the hell style, you can see if it fits you." Mu Hua said to the rookies around him with a serious face.

"Heh~" Monica chuckled and directly stripped off the female knight's armor. Charles and the other two followed suit and changed their clothes on the spot.

"What are you laughing at?" Mu Hua glanced at Shanya.

"Ha~" he laughed again.

"If you do that again, I'll beat you up." Mu Hua's face turned pale. Damn, this vampire girl is so disrespectful. What's wrong with being more caring to the enemy female knight?

"Look, he's up again." Shan Na knew when to stop, so he stopped teasing Mu Hua and pointed forward.

However, the shadow of the angel shone again in the concert hall, the rubble was reshaped, and Bishop Benson reappeared, even the petrification effect on his body faded away.

"You..." Bishop Benson opened his eyes and there was fear in his eyes.

"Ada~!" The black fireball hit Bishop Benson's face. The flames of hell instantly covered Bishop Benson's entire body, blocking what he wanted to say.

"Ah~!" Bishop Benson, possessed by flames, let out a brutal roar in pain, and a golden light bloomed from his body that was even more dazzling than when he was resurrected.

The divine arts counterattacked, and multiple divine arts exploded on Bishop Benson. Some of them may have been cast by Bishop Benson, and some were activated by the equipment on his body.

It seemed to want to disperse the flames, but in this sacred light, the black flames were not dispersed, but instead boiled more vigorously on Benson's body.

Hellfire, the flame of Gehenna, the power of faith is also its combustion aid. Moreover, for Hellfire, if other energies are dry firewood, then the power of faith is gasoline.

No matter which pantheon the gods belong to, what they hate the most is undoubtedly the Fire of Gehenna. Hellfire is probably just another name given to it by the gods.

The fact that hellfire never goes out is of no concern to the gods. The main reason is that hellfire is too powerful to destroy the power of faith.

"Puff~!" In the burning of hellfire, Bishop Benson, who was still struggling, was suddenly burned to ashes in an instant.

His equipment had not been burned yet, but his body turned into ashes in an instant.

This situation is very abnormal.

The reason for this situation was probably that the god he believed in directly severed the connection with him. Without the blessing of the power of faith, his body was in the state it should be in when facing Mu Hua's fire.

The flames carried the priest's robe and some odds and ends back to Mu Hua.

He quickly retracted the flames. All the small items, including the bracelets, rings, and arm guards, seemed to have been burned. There were also a few black spots on the priest's robe. He didn't know if it could be used again after washing and repairing it.

The bishop named Benson probably won't be able to show up again this time. The gods thought it was a waste of faith and kicked him out. If he could be resurrected, Mu Hua would let Jacob eat his ashes.

"Mu Hua! You are Mu Hua! Did you do everything here?! What are you going to do? " At this time, someone in the crowd actually shouted Mu Hua's name.

Well, after all, it is a courtyard managed by the Bridges family. It is normal to meet some people who know something about the outside world in such a high-end cultural exchange venue.

Although Mu Hua's appearance has changed, the news that he has the ability to petrify others with his magic eyes has spread widely in recent years.

"Hey, if you want to make a random guess, just use a question mark. Which eye of yours can see that Mu Hua is as handsome as me." Mu Hua glared at the person who spoke. Damn, why did a person with the magic eye of petrification come and call his name?

Blind, from the blood clan! (End of this chapter)