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life value:?/?

Physical fitness value:?/?

Faith value: 0/0

Occupation: Level 3 Priest

Faith: None

Faction:Sins of this World

Talents: Affinity (Seal), Piety (Seal), Reflection

Basic attributes: Strength 60, Dexterity 60, Wisdom 105, Constitution 60

Explicit attributes: none

Combat attributes: none

Skill: Sin Bite

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"What is this..." Mo Tan just glanced at his character panel casually, and did not pay any further attention. He shifted his gaze to the face of Ban Nei, who was almost speechless, feeling the other person's indescribable expression.

Feeling fear and trembling, he sighed with some disappointment: "Is the answer to silence?"

The assassin who had been fighting for his life just a few minutes ago was now on the verge of collapse. His body was shaking under the black sky, and his soul was wailing as his sins recurred. The blood that had not yet dried up in his body seemed to be weighing a ton, and it was flowing all the time.

In an attempt to crush him, crush him...

But Ban Nei couldn't even fall down. He could only be held in place by the hand that did not add any strength like a sculpture, carefully savoring the madness and despair that he had never felt in his life. It was far better than Ban Nei himself in thousands of years.

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"It seems that this is your meaning." Mo Tan showed a very pure smile and calmly stared at the royal assassin of the Marshall family in front of him: "Unable to control his own sin, he was even swallowed up by it...

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He retracted his hand, touched his forehead in a daze, and suddenly whispered to himself: "But why can I control it?"

At this moment, Ban Nei, who was suddenly able to regain control of his body, immediately disappeared in front of Mo Tan.

"It is reasonable for a weak person to want to escape..."

Mo Tan smiled and spread his hands, then activated the only skill he could use at this moment, and said softly: "But your ending will not change. Sin cannot be escaped."

Active skills

Mastery requirements: Black Brahma,???

Consumption/Limitations: None

Effect:???

The three question marks about the skill effect, which seemed very cool but were actually useless, made Mo Tan a little concerned. The monster mastering requirements and the suddenly serious remarks were also very inconsistent, but he didn't think too much, he knew

What should I do...

The fleeing figure in the class suddenly appeared more than ten meters away. The ability that originally allowed him to remain forcibly hidden for at least half a minute was instantly broken, and then there seemed to be a sound in his ears...

It was the heartbeat. Benai, who fell to the ground, heard the heartbeat. The deafening heartbeat roared crazily in his own chest, and at the same time, there was a heartbreaking wailing sound coming from somewhere in the body that did not exist.

The place echoed, it was his own voice.

"I'm fine." Mo Tan looked at Banai from a distance, who suddenly began to hear howls and roars coming from his body, and slowly clenched his fists: "You are suffering from the collapse of both body and soul at the same time. How can you now do it?"

What does it feel like..."

Endless pain and suffering!

Every organ, every drop of blood, and every cell in the body has become cruel and crazy due to their own crimes. They seem to be desperately trying to obliterate their masters, and they are constantly mutating and destroying themselves.

The ground is rushing wildly, as if it is unreasonable to break through the confinement of this body. The survival instinct shared by all living things seems to have become some kind of burden at this moment, making every structure that makes up this body free of anger!

The heart that had shattered itself long ago continued to run rampant even if it was in pieces. The two hundred and six bones seemed to want to see the outside world, and they even wanted to get out and see it even if they were twisted into something weird and sharp like twists.

sun!

But at the soul level, it is much simpler. The constantly echoing wailing seems to be torturing and brewing something...

The class looked at Mo Tan with eyes full of pleading. This man who had completely collapsed under his own sins only wanted to die at this moment, but it was a pity that he had not had time to convey the news with his eyes. The two doors in his heart were

The windows were blown out, leaving only a pair of blood-stained holes.

The saddest thing is that he is still alive...

Mo Tan stood there and watched for a full minute. Then the purgatory-like scene in front of him gradually became silent, and the class began to swell...

Literal expansion…

His body was swelling like a bloody balloon, and his soul, which had been completely devoured by sin, had reached its limit...

"I thought I was a pretty gentle person," Mo Tan laughed at himself: "But now it doesn't seem like it..."

The explosion spread without warning, destroying almost everything within tens of meters. Bannei was finally relieved. Although he had been kept absolutely awake and had lost the sense of time, this long ritual death finally

It's over...

Mo Tan looked down at Ned's body at his feet, hesitated for a moment, and finally said nothing.

Except for them, everything around them was almost completely razed in the crime explosion just now. Not to mention the corpses in the class, not even a single plant or tree was left.

After being silent for a long time, Mo Tan suddenly walked away. His movements were not fast, but his speed was not much slower than the previous ones in the class due to the dexterity value of up to 60 and the unfathomable physical value bonus.

A moment later, he appeared near the border of the Marshall Territory, and gently raised his hand to hold down a frightened orc.

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At the same time, the pale Futaba staggered to the place where Motan had just left, and slumped down beside Ned's body, sobbing.

She had heard a violent roar in the distance before, and at the same time, she found that the fighting state that had taken a while to escape had disappeared, so she quietly turned back to find out what was going on.

So she soon saw the scene in front of her, a large amount of blood flying out, a small open space forcibly flattened by the previous explosion, and Ned's body covered with wounds.

But Ban Nei and Hei Fan were nowhere to be seen...

The girl tried to send a message to the latter, but did not receive any reply. She looked around blankly, and her heart was gradually filled with an unprecedented loneliness, which she had never experienced in nearly twenty years.

Futaba, who had always thought that he could live well alone and had never thought of interacting with other people, felt some inexplicable panic at this time. It was obvious that he had just returned to the state he was most accustomed to, but it seemed that he had returned to the state he was most accustomed to.

Something is different.

She steeled herself, wiped away her tears, struggled to move Ned's body to the center of the clearing, and then slowly walked back along the way she came.

Futaba's pace was not fast. Her physical strength and magic power had bottomed out as she had not had a good rest. Coupled with the fluctuations in her mood, this girl who had always been smart and calm was already in a daze, but she still did not stop...

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Even if she faced the worst outcome, she still wanted to do more.

But when she actually saw Yinna's body, she still couldn't stop her tears from falling down her cheeks...

The beautiful elf ranger was leaning against a small tree, with her head hanging down as if she was just asleep. There seemed to be a few crystal tears hanging on her long eyelashes. The long bow broken in two lay quietly aside.

Together with several small flowers dyed red by blood, they intertwined into an oil painting in Yinna's hand.

It's just that no matter how warm the color is, it can't wake up this elf girl who seems to be just in a false nap.

Her heart was pierced with several sharp blades from behind at the same time. Although she did not suffer too much torture, it still exceeded all possible limits.

"Sister Yinna, wouldn't it be too late to call you that now?" Futaba gently hugged the girl in front of her. She still remembered that because she was smaller, it would be impossible to calculate this to human age.

The happy elf who is not as old as herself always wants to trick her into calling her sister, but Futaba has never let her get her wish once...

In addition to the game with that guy, there is now a new reason to become stronger.

Futaba struggled to pick up Yinna and slowly walked towards the open space carrying her broken long bow...

Then he turned back and found Salazar lying in a pool of blood.

It took nearly an hour to bring him to Ned and Yinna...

Returning to the beginning, the orc who exposed Fenrir's team as a spy was gone. She only saw Crabbe, who still had a silly smile on his face.

This big, heavy, petite girl almost brought him to our place just as the sun was about to go down.

Using a few basic earth magics to dig out four deep pits, Futaba silently buried his friends separately. Finally, he fell to the ground with a haggard mind and body. In exhaustion and grief, the system forcibly disconnected him and curled up.

The petite body fell asleep in the fake game cabin...

The considerate artificial intelligence seemed to find that the owner was a little cold, and silently raised the air conditioner in the room a few degrees.

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Next let's go back in time a few hours.

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Within the Shah Empire, on the edge of Banser City ruins
To be continued...