After walking a little further west along the railway, the train entered Berlin. Compared to the moist warmth of Dunling, this place seems exceptionally dry and cold, and the trees along the street are straighter and taller. “I’ve seen it in magazines, Berlin is a big place, much bigger than Dunling, and the people here are more traditional. There is a saying that goes, Dunling is the pearl of the Atlantic Ocean, and Berlin is the crown of the Elbe River. " Luo Wei spoke with certainty. Yin Xiu touched his nose and said, "But I feel like Berlin is not on the bank of the Elbe River." "It's all the same. It's just a metaphor. Just like I don't think Dunling is a so-called pearl." Luo Wei said disdainfully: "That place smells like moldy wood for ten months of the year. I feel like moss is growing in my nose." "But I also heard that you only stayed in Dunling for three months." Luo Wei looked at Yin Xiu and felt that he was here to sabotage him.
But after a pause, he said, "It's all the same. You can tell a person's future by looking at him when he's three years old. I haven't seen the sun in the three months I've been in Dunling. Will it be sunny after I leave?" "Then you are much more powerful than a vampire." Yin Xiu smiled. "Isn't that right?" Luo Wei got out of the car and stretched himself. In the afternoon in Berlin, the air was filled with the aroma of pastries and hot chocolate. Almost as soon as he stretched his body, a gun was pointed at his lower back. "Is it fun?" Luo Wei asked. "Not fun." Yin Xiu also raised his hand. Behind his back, there was also a gun pointed at him. Luo Wei glanced at Yin Xiu and asked him if he wanted to take action. However, there was just a smile in Yin Xiu's eyes, which showed that Yin Xiu did not intend to take action at this time. So the two were "forced" to follow the guidance of the two gunmen behind them and go around and around into a church. There is nothing in this church except long chairs and a prayer table in the middle. At this point, the gunman moved the gun barrel away, as if he felt that Yin Xiu and the others could no longer escape and there was no need to take any unnecessary action. "Is it true that vampires and werewolves can't find a third place to live except churches and castles?" Yin Xiu said with a smile. "I don't know, because I'm not a vampire or a werewolf." A man wrapped in black armor, like an iron tower, walked out and placed his right hand on his chest. "Kenny von Lynn, at your service." Lynn, who had no intention of taking off his helmet, looked like a black bull wearing that heavy, thick horn helmet, with only his light brown eyes showing. He was more than two meters tall, and when he looked at Yin Xiu and Luo Wei, he naturally lowered his head.
"May I ask, what are you two doing in Bo Ling?" "Visiting relatives." "Visiting friends." "Well?" There was a laugh from under the helmet, "You two, it doesn't look like you have any relatives or friends here." "searching." “It’s severed.” "Oh?" Lynn crossed his hands together, and there was a rough friction sound between the armor on his hands. "Do you two often watch famous speeches?" "How to say?" Lin En smiled coldly, "Because your ability to make up stories is no worse than those gentlemen and bureaucrats. It's just that..." He raised his voice a little, "Even if I had the leisure to joke with you and listen to your stories, the Inquisition doesn't have the time!" [So he is a Paladin of the Inquisition. I was wondering why he is so tall, like a wall.] Yin Xiu understood. This was not the first time for him to fight against the Paladins of the Inquisition. I happened to see it once before in Hong Kong Island, and once in the canyon of Changbai Mountain. This is my third time here. As for why it was called the third "battle", it was of course because these guys were not here to make friends with him. Yin Xiu grinned, "Then I wonder if there is anything we can do to help the Inquisition? Or to help you?" "You don't have to help me, because it has always been our duty as paladins and monks to help others. This is our vocation. But if you really want to make some contribution to the Inquisition, the Inquisition has always been kind to the righteous." "With great pleasure, with great pleasure." Yin Xiu applauded and looked around, and found that there seemed to be some people hiding outside and in the corners of the church. It seemed that Lin En had already deployed a lot of people here, just waiting for them to arrive. Is this the vampires' second-hand preparation, or just a coincidence? He held out his hand and said, "I wonder if there is anything we can do for the Inquisition?" "Of course." Lin En looked at the hand that Yin Xiu extended to him, feeling quite reluctant and unwilling to shake hands with him. However, Yin Xiu's hand was extended to him in public, and he seemed unable to refuse for fear of appearing too rude. A Paladin's character is just as important as their strength.
So he held Yin Xiu's hands with his gloves on and said, "I want to know the whereabouts of Laura Fountain. It is our duty to eliminate vampires." "Oh?" Yin Xiu frowned, "Didn't your mother or your teacher teach you to take off your gloves when shaking hands with others? You are not a woman." "what?" Lin En was stunned for a moment, not knowing whether Yin Xiu was talking nonsense or he had heard it wrong. "I mean……" Yin Xiu's originally kind eyes suddenly became terrifying, and his whole body aura was released, causing goose bumps to appear on the back of Lin En's hands hidden under the armor. "Kenny Lynn, are you here because of your duty as a Paladin, or because of an order from the Red Emperor? You, a Paladin, have become a lackey of the Red Emperor, associating with vampires and werewolves, Kenny Lynn, don't you feel ashamed?" As soon as the words fell, Lin En's pupils suddenly shrank and his palms clenched violently. In response, he received even greater power from Yin Xiu's hand. boom! The ground beneath their feet began to crack, and Lynn's hands began to tremble. His gauntlets were cracking, deforming, and slowly sinking. To him, this was unbelievable because of his enormous strength and the fact that the armor had been soaked in the holy water of the Inquisition and blessed. However, Yin Xiu was pressing down the extremely hard armor little by little like pinching a piece of paper. He couldn't pull his hand out either, because Yin Xiu's hand was holding him tightly, like a pair of pliers, preventing him from getting away. Luo Wei was watching this scene and was not idle either. He was using his eyes and gestures to warn and intimidate the people present, telling them not to act rashly. Suddenly, another burly man fell from the ceiling. Luo Wei vaguely saw that the man was equally tall, wearing a red armor, and when he fell, he looked like a ball of fire, heading straight for Yin Xiu's back. As his pupils quickly turned silver-blue, Luo Wei attacked, crashing into the red figure at an even faster speed. As soon as the two came into contact, the red figure flew backwards like a broken sack, smashing many benches. Taking advantage of the chaos, Lin En finally got away. He twisted his back foot on the ground, and his fist as big as a clay pot quickly stabbed towards Yin Xiu's face as his whole body accelerated. Yin Xiu fought back with an equally clean and sharp punch, and when he raised his hand, the tip of his fist was already wrapped with white dragon and tiger energy. The dragon and tiger energy became stronger, transforming from purple to white that belonged exclusively to the Dragon Emperor. It looked like the flame had burned to its extreme and turned into another color. Lin En was not a member of the Xuanmen sect, so of course he could not see this change, but he still felt the horror of this punch personally. The Wind-Breaking Claw was activated, and Yin Xiu's punch penetrated the armor and directly hit Lin En's fist. Boom! Lin En felt a sharp pain, and when he came to his senses, his gauntlet had been broken and his fist was shattered. Pledge Strengthen!
A bright light emerged from Lin En's body, wrapping him, strengthening his defense, strength, speed, and repairing the injuries on his hands. However, in Yin Xiu's eyes, all this seemed unnecessary. He stepped forward and took a step forward, with his other hand also wrapped in the dragon and tiger energy. However, the dragon and tiger energy on this hand was not white, nor purple, but green, like a ball of green flame. Green is the color of the Green Emperor. It comes from the gift from the Green Emperor, or it can be said to be the proof that Yin Xiu conquered the Green Emperor. Dodging Lin En's powerful grab, Yin Xiu stepped forward, raised his heels, and punched, hitting Lin En's chest hard. Clang! Lynn's body began to vibrate as if a huge gong was struck, making a harsh friction sound and his teeth chattering. After a punch, the holy light on Lin En's body disappeared and the black armor began to crack. The destructive power of a master of synesthesia is such that even a fully-armed paladin cannot withstand such a fierce attack. Yin Xiu didn't give him a chance to breathe, or rather, Lin En didn't have time to fight back. While he was dazed, Yin Xiu threw another punch, still at the same place, this time it was his right hand that was shining with white flames. Peng! Dust spurted out from the gaps between Lynn's armor, as if he was shaking off snowflakes. "For the Inquisition!" Lin En roared, his eyes red, and opened his arms to grab Yin Xiu. Yin Xiu kicked him in the chest, used the force to jump up, somersaulted in the air, and landed behind him. At this time, the others were already stunned. Even though Yin Xiu had separated from Lin En, they did not dare to take action. Yin Xiu didn't care about them either, he turned his back and said calmly: "So, it was the Red Emperor who asked you to come, right?" Lynn opened her mouth, moved her lips, and then closed it again. On his head, a horn broke off the imposing bull-horned helmet, fell to the ground, and rolled twice. Yin Xiu had just dealt with Lin En, and almost at the same time, Luo Wei also got together with another paladin. The other party did not reveal his identity, but from his tall figure and bright and heavy armor, it was impossible to associate him with any other profession. This is because the armor is the symbol of the Paladin, the basis for their survival, and the source of their strength. It is said that even small-caliber artillery cannot leave any marks on such armor. Luo Wei was not in a hurry to deal with him quickly. He just fought with the paladin and looked for flaws. This paladin in red armor has a completely different style from Lin En. He used his gauntlets and arm armor as hammers, lifting them high and then swinging them like a whip or smashing them down like a hammer. After exchanging a few moves with him, Luo Wei felt more and more that this Paladin was not using Western boxing, but Monkey King Pi Gua or Cai Li Fo. Otherwise, where would such a variety of hand techniques come from? After an encounter, Lowe let the paladin's fist rub against the corner of his eye, splashing blood. He slipped his whole body into the opponent's armpits and lifted his hands upwards. The Paladin raised his two hands high and smashed down on him again.
At this moment, there was a cracking sound on the arm, and the Paladin's hands were twisted like a knot and entangled together. I saw that blood-red, translucent silk threads had appeared on Luo Wei's hands at some point, and there was a thread on each finger, like the strings of a harp. The other end of the string is connected to the Paladin's body. The Paladin sensed something and let out a desperate whimper from inside his helmet, unable to struggle. At this moment, Luo Wei was like an artist controlling the movements of a puppet. He lightly twisted the ten fingers of his hands, and the blood of the Paladin spurted out from the gaps in the armor, falling onto the ground and dyeing the already red carpet even redder. The Paladin fell to the ground, but the silk thread in Rowe's hand was not retracted. Instead, it spread out from the Paladin's body and began to surround Rowe, forming a central area with a radius of five meters centered on him. Luo Wei was in the middle, his eyes glowing with blue metallic light, like a puppeteer covered in blood. "Yongtan, you make me a little scared." Yin Xiu sighed. During the few months of separation, it seemed that he was not the only one who had grown rapidly in strength. Even Luo Wei seemed to be much stronger than before and could no longer be compared to the past. "What's there to be afraid of?" Luo Wei's eyes dimmed and turned black. "You are a law-abiding citizen. How could I possibly deal with you? Besides, we are the best team." "Yes, the best partner!" Yin Xiu stretched out his hand and shook hands with Luo Wei. Luo Wei was excited at first, and then he felt something sticky on his hands. It was a liquid he was very familiar with, but when it got on Yin Xiu's hand, Luo Wei still felt a little uncomfortable. "Are you using that trick again, touching those people's blood to search for their memories?" Luo Wei asked. "Bloody memories." Yin Xiu smiled and let go of his hand, picked up a Bible from the ground and wiped his hands. Before he could wipe it clean, Luo Wei also tore off half of it and wiped his hands just as vigorously. "Next time you want to do something like this, tell me first." Luo Wei frowned. "Why, are you a germaphobe?" Yin Xiu smiled. "It's not that I'm a germaphobe, but we're two grown men, and our hands are sticky when we shake hands. I always thought you had smeared soap on your hands, which made me feel..." "what……" Yoon Soo gave him a look of disdain. "Tan, I know that you Boy Scouts, the ones who graduated from the police academy, all take showers together in a big bathroom, and everyone is honest with each other, but I don't have that habit. More importantly, I don't have any..." "Go to hell!" (End of this chapter)