——I feed my tears day and night, and people keep saying to me, “Where is your God?” (Old Testament. Psalm 42:3)
Unconsciously, the wind became very gentle.
In my memory, the wind is cold and always full of the smell of rust and sewer mud. Now it blows on my face, bringing waves of coolness and pleasure, and my nose is also filled with a slightly sweet fragrance, my forehead, neck, and armpits.
Fragrant and sweaty.
——Things got worse.
Holding on to the corner of the wall and barely standing still, Bell suppressed his breathing and realized that his body was approaching its limit.
The effect of the love medicine that penetrates into the body is stronger than imagined. Generally speaking, many drugs can affect emotions, but the impulse "in that area" seems to be the product of a very complex mechanism, so it is almost impossible to control it.
.The so-called love medicines are actually mostly stimulants or hallucinogens, which have good and bad effects, and most of the feelings they produce are not real impulses.
What is surging in my body is definitely not the excitement caused by stimulants. My consciousness is extremely clear, and "that impulse" is also very clear. Obviously, this is a genuine love drug. Even I have tried various trace amounts of poisons to develop tolerance.
The body cannot resist the toxicity.
(I really want to... I really want to fill the emptiness in my stomach.)
Since you want it so much, why not just do it? Find a man and let him embrace you——
The voice of extreme hunger crawled under the skull, and another self seemed to crawl out of the anxious and empty hole in the abdomen - ignoring doctrine, morality, ethics, and a magical temptation whispering in the ear.
The hand holding on to the wall was clenched tightly, and the steps he took almost missed the mark.
(As a heretic inquisitor, I actually have shameless thoughts...!!)
The strong sense of shame and pleasure were mixed together, and the ignited desire was further amplified, so that even the pain of biting his lower lip and bleeding was almost gone.
Taking a deep breath, Bell took steps again.
"We must report to Her Majesty the Saint as soon as possible. There is such a monster lurking in this special zone...!"
"It's really not polite to say that we are monsters. But I would say that fanatics who reject the instinct and obligation to reproduce and reduce the sacred natural law to shame are more like monsters."
A frivolous interjection floated over, and a small devil that made people think it was a rabbit appeared from the empty darkness in the corner.
"Is sex ugly? Is union degenerate? It is precisely because of expectations. The existence of sex will generate the motivation to move forward, so life will continue and the world will progress. Compared with empty moral preaching, naked sex
Being true to one's instincts brings more happiness, don't you think?"
Pretentiously, he bowed solemnly, and a ferocious smile appeared on the face of the Q-version Dekier when he raised his head again.
"Good evening, Miss Heretic Inquisitor. This kind of farewell is good. It's like finding hope after hard work, but then despairing immediately... It's so dangerous, the game almost ended before entering the **. If it becomes
That would be too boring."
Bell didn't answer - he had nothing to say to this demon. He took out three short handles in each hand and clamped them between his fingers, staring at the other person coldly.
"Are the people in the church all stone-headed? At this point, do you think that kind of thing will be useful to me?"
With a sneer, Dekier shook his head.
Although the Q version of the Q version is confronted with Bell now, the height and strength have shrunk a lot, but it is more than enough to clean up a weak kitten.
Unreasonable Dakir's provocation, Bell's short handle turned into 6 profit swords. All of them were cast in one breath.
Under the control of additional "magic bombs", the key blade turned into bullets. Tear the darkness and prepare to pierce the arrogant enemy.
Dkir sneered, and the tentacles were swinging behind the back. All key blades were easily crushed like glass crafts.
The constantly twisted tentacles exudes inorganic reflex light. The strange mixed image covered with mucus like a vine and octopus tentacles was replaced by the dark crystal binding, as if injecting life into life.
In the blink of an eye, the Q version flew over like a shell.
Bell's breathing was slightly chaotic.
It's not exaggerated. The other party really rushed like a shell, and the pressure of the pressure brought was even above the real artillery shell.
Obviously it is just a shrinking version of the avatar. What overwhelming power is this? This is the power of the person who is the enemy!
But it has long been realized.
For the world that God loves, for the purity of everyone's purity. There is no pain and tears in the world, she has passed the hard -sweaty life so far.
So there is no fear, and I never regret it.
With a new key blade, Bell threw three keys on his right hand without hesitation, and was guided by the "magic bomb". The long sword depicted the winding trajectory, rushing towards Dkir's back, chest and lower abdomen.
More than that.
Immediately after the key blade thrown on the left hand, the goal was that those windmills kept turning, and the black tentacles that crushed everything close to things.
Almost at the same time, the right hand was deducted with three keys. At the same time, it was thrown on the left hand to further block the target's space to hide the defense space. The total of nine keys seemed to be a demon that came straight.
This can only be restrained by him slightly. After the previous match, Bell knows that it is not enough to kill the other party. However, in the face of such a dense and fierce offensive, there will be a moment of troubles.
Too time to react.
She planned so, but-
The forest of the bonding blade, to avoid the unavoidable Dkir, as if it was pulled by something, there was no change in the body's posture.
The tentacles behind it holding Dkir. What is incredible is that in addition to being tough and sharp, the tentacles also retain elasticity and flexibility. By shooting into the ceiling or wall
Realize the three -dimensional maneuverability from conventional.
It was originally the Q version, with a small size and difficulty in aiming. With this kind of maneuverability, it is even more difficult to deal with.
Dkill, who was incarnate, began to accelerate at the final stage. He and Bell's distance were less than meter. The tentacles composed of sharp blades rotated like a drill. This kind of thing will be stirred into a meat piece in the blink of an eye.
"Taste my drill to break through the sky !!"
Dekir shouted.
Bell threw the key blade again. Perhaps it was the persistent personality of the faith shape, or maybe it was the spiritual surrender in spirit, knowing that there was no effect and persistence, and the dying struggle.
Your own victory.
However--
"What--?!"
Dkir couldn't help screaming.
Stabbing the ceiling and walls. The tentacles preparing to pull the body for three -dimensional maneuver are not moved, but they are twisted in the air. There is a whole piece of stone that is staggered at the end.
"It is true that your tentacles are very strong, but the support point is not so strong."
The nun said coldly, the beautiful face is like a mask sticking to the face. At her feet, the combination of the combination, showing the circular magic formation surrounding the triangle, and the magic array of the "start" instruction blooms blue and white.
The flow of flow.
It wasn't until this time that the sound of the nine key blades had not come to the ground. At this moment, the Mana responded in the underground, the wall, and the ceiling.
"The blade of the lurking, runs through the enemy in front of my eyes in the name of the mother god, thorns and gun forests !!"
The magic arranged dazzling flash, Mana's whirlwind runs through the entire corridor, and more than 500 keys blade burst out, without leaving a dead corner, rushed to Dekir from 360 degrees from 360 degrees.
"Woo! !!!!"
The tentacle waves at full speed, forming a dark tornado. The front of the tsunami covering the entire corridor conflicts, and the metal cracks of "Ding Ding Dang" are crushed.
What kind of absurd and terrible power is this.
The power and magic of human beings are like a breeze in front of him. When it is gently brushed, it turns into powder and disappears.
And this is just a avatar that is degraded in volume and strength. If you stand in front of Bell are Dakir's ontology. The victory or defeat has been revealed.
All the strengths that can be gambling are just delaying his footsteps and creating a stagnation of a few seconds.
For Bell, the gap at this moment is enough.
The nun swung her body and flashed a tentacle. Broken her body and rushed towards Dkir.
It is too late to move other tentacles to intercept.
The slender arm passes through the gap between the tentacles like a snake, and it is posted on Dkir, which is equivalent to the power of a heavy artillery shell concentrated.
boom--
The dull explosive sound echoed in the corridor, the smoke and dust were dispersed, and a scorched black pit with a diameter of half a meter and a depth of 30 meters appeared on the wall at the end of the corridor.
Judging from the amount of limbs that stops spasm and convulsions and the amount of blood dripping along the wall, he will not move anymore.
After experiencing the death feel from the fist, Bell spit out a long breath and fell to the ground.
"Adding the 'magic bomb control key blade into the ground, instantly activate more than five hundred keys blade, use the' instantaneous enhancement of the body function, and finally concentrate on the fist on the fist to form a directional explosion ... No wonder a woman is here in this
You can do heresy interrogation officers at a young age, and there is a set. "
Calm analysis floated from dark cuisine.
"The intertwined trap, accurate judgment, rich practical experience, excellent physical technique and magic use ability. No matter from what angle, evaluation is extremely excellent talent, Dekir has been in your hands twice consecutive times in a row.
Eating 原 is also affectionate. Well, especially the instant 'incidence, random strain control the whole body is a very difficult operation, which will cause the effect of disappearing. But than this visual effect, it is even more impressive to me.
Their is to convert the "Khan's nerve stimulation effect to the assistance of improving the speed of reaction, and the trap of the abduction. This perseverance and random strain ability are really amazing in humans, it's so powerful."
A three-headed man wearing a black dress, black boots and black tie floated in the air, his expression and tone were full of admiration, making one can't help but feel that if the moment was not a time of fighting, he would probably applaud and congratulate him.
"It would be a pity to destroy someone like you. What do you think? Why don't you betray the church and serve us now? It would also be good to join the battlefield as a foreign volunteer of the Guards."
Without a moment's delay, he threw three shots in a row, instead of speaking, he rushed towards the devil behind him who was blaspheming his faith.
Judging from the content and tone of the other party's words, he is probably a stronger enemy, and attacks of this level are not taken seriously at all. But for Bell, this person's words broke through his own more than Dekiel's behavior.
Bottom line.
The only thing the blasphemer can do is die.
What kind of heretic inquisitor is he who ignores the blasphemers who blaspheme the teachings of God? What kind of Iskarius is he?
Facing the sharp blade carrying murderous intent, the other party's smile deepened.
With a crisp sound, the nine key blades shattered in mid-air, and the glowing mana particles scattered in the wind.
"'Collapse..."
Bell's eyes widened.
The trick of shattering the structure of the spell and dismantling and restoring the mana that makes up the circuit is Brother Roland's special skill.
"No."
The man in black in the Q version shook his head.
"There are many ways to stop mana and destroy magic, including Honkai, spinning wheels, brain quantum wave shielding, and releasing interference. In addition, there is a less commonly used method - 'entropy reduction."
Centered on the little man in black, all objects within a radius of 5 meters were covered with a layer of white frost. A blooming flower fell to the ground and was shattered into pieces like glass.
"If you deprive the molecules of their motion energy and lower the temperature to close to absolute zero, the mana will also become inert and will no longer be able to form a circuit. By the way——"
Ignoring the explanation at all, Bell took a step forward and threw the knife. When the metal blade was about to touch the target, it deviated from the track and pierced into the wall.
"...Objects that have been deprived of heat will enter a superconducting state, and according to the Meissner effect, they will be repelled by my magnet. In short, neither mana nor physical weapons can touch me."
After saying this, the man in black burst into laughter.
"Ah, there's no point in saying all this."
Regardless of whether he is willing to admit it or not, what he said is the truth. It doesn't even take much effort, just move as fast as Dekiel did just now, magic, sword and even Bell himself will be swallowed up by the extreme cold barrier.
Everything is over.
The hand that had been pressing on the left side of his face was slowly lowered, and the eyes of the little man in black were revealed.
"...!!"
The red pupils flashing in the darkness made Bell groan. The pupils as clear as rubies contained bright red light. It was brighter red than blood, as red as the wings of a phoenix reborn from the ashes. From the left
The light released from the depths of her eyes brought invisible pressure, making her unable to move.
The man in black said quietly:
"As a reward for your wonderful performance, I will give you a special gift."
In the blink of an eye, the world was rewritten.
Everything in reality collapsed, and theorems and logic turned into ridiculous weirdness.
All the contradictions disappeared with the wind, and the rhythm of the music box echoed in the dead space. Even I couldn't help but want to kneel down, and the abnormal sacred feeling that wanted to beg for redemption continued to expand.
"The name of Zegfe Orto Li Lin ordered here, Ru--"
With the sense of disobedience brought by the rewriting of the world, the man in black ordered that the bright red light was like a firebird with a winged wing, injected into Bell's eyes.