Patrion didn't have time to admire Partridge's masterpiece, and it's no surprise that a living heart is just a living heart. He turned around and jumped, but he didn't see how his wings flapped, and he had already flown to the back of the village, leaving a faintly visible S-shaped black afterimage in the village, as well as minced flesh flying in the sky.

The screams were only half a beat loud now, but the screams were all the bandits who had not been harmed at all, after all, the living creatures that were caught in the black afterimage were basically reduced to pieces, and there was no way to see them. In the face of such a terrible monster, in the face of the desolation of their companions' deaths, they were completely unable to give birth to the psychology of resistance. As long as it is a person who has the will to survive, he will unconsciously scream, tremble, and run away.

For a while, all the bandits who were plundering the contents of the house put down their things and retreated desperately.

They don't want anything, nothing can compare to their own lives!

"What are you running, can you still outrun me?"

Partridge, who was on the other side, rolled his eyes at this scene, the heart in his hand had already been replaced by the heads of the two men who had just thrown torches next to the bandit leader before, and the background behind him was already a bloody stump. These bandits are stupid, how smart they were before, they immediately knelt down and surrendered, don't you have to die?

After rolling his eyes, he flew into the sky and chased after the fleeing bandits. The Fallen Angel's agile speed is a bit of an overkill for chasing the Rogue, who constantly lets blood be thrown on the barren land, and all kinds of screams serve as an ensemble interlude to complete a shocking postmodern work of art.

Patrion stopped, bowed his head slightly, and looked ahead of him as the villagers cowered back.

Unlike the bandits, no one screamed. They were already in despair, and Patrion stood in front of them, only to add to their fears.

Patrion looked at an old man with a sheep's beard in front of him, tilting his head to the left and tilting his head to the right, constantly looking, and the purple eyes were so evil that the villagers kept moving backwards subconsciously.

"Are you bandits?"

Patrion stretched out five fingers and bent them slightly, and a black ball of energy gathered from it, and the diffusion of energy pressed the villagers to raise their heads, only the urge to kneel.

"Don't hurt the village chief, we're not bandits!" a little orc girl with a pair of cute horns rushed out, and her parents couldn't stop her.

She stood in front of the old goat, her feet trembling, her pupils trembling with fear. She looked up at the demon in front of her, she was mentally ready to be destroyed at a young age, but her stubborn little face was unwilling to back down.

"Didn't the thieves say it earlier, the Demon King would be angry if he killed the wrong person. The energy ball in Patrion's hand dissipated instantly, and he waved his hand angrily and walked back, "It's all gone, and if you find a thief, you immediately tell Uncle Ben, don't delay Uncle Ben's work." ”

The energy ball dispersed, and the old goat man dared to take a deep breath, and reacted to protect the little girl behind him.

The little girl had already mustered up her courage just now, but she was not afraid, and rushed out again around the old goat.

"Mr. Fallen Angel, are you here to save us?!"

"Save you, does Lao Tzu seem to have so much time to waste? We are just ordered to wipe out this area of bandits, and your life and death are not in the task. ”

Patrion looked at this little beast girl of the cow clan with some surprise, and the little pariahs dared to run over to stop him, which was really a bit bold.

It was the first time he had been called out to by a pariah, and he felt a little fresh and a little annoyed.

When did the prestige of their fallen angels be so low that any little girl would dare to stop them?

"I'm sorry, I'm very sorry, the child is ignorant and delays the work of the fallen angel, please don't be surprised!" This time the old goat man and the little girl's parents came over to pull the little girl back, and the old goat knelt down and hurriedly said, "We are cheap, and we really can't afford to save the fallen angel." But...... Fallen Angels, the bandits you have been ordered to clean...... Is it with our Beast Continent?"

"Huh, what's the matter with me in the Beast Continent?"

"But this is already the Beast Continent, and it's quite far from the Demon Continent......" The old goat man seemed to notice something, and he couldn't laugh or cry a little.

At this time, Partridge had already cleared out all the fleeing bandits and flew back, and when he saw Patrion thinking there, he leaned over and asked what was wrong.

"We seem to have overrun, this is not the outskirts of Lil City, but in the Beast Continent. Patrion flipped his hands and looked helpless, "Look at you, how did you lead the way, you are busy in vain!"

"That's the direction that the idiot pointed in before......" Partridge was very determined not to carry the pot, "Besides, we didn't fly far just now, did we?"

"That means that we have already crossed the line at the cottage just now. Patrion concluded.

"Lord Demon King didn't say that the Beast Continent doesn't count, and I don't think it's a waste of work. Partridge thought for a moment, and suddenly said happily.

"Makes sense!" Patrion agreed, and there was reason to convince him that it wasn't useless, and that was a good reason!

"Is that one at your feet also a bandit? The current bandit is so young, is it the reason for the low age of the rebellious period?" Patrick pointed to the little orc girl who touched Patrion's feet again, with a look of surprise.

"It's not a small thing, these are civilians. Patrion rolled his eyes helplessly, complaining about Partridge's poor eyesight and dull mind, "You can rebel at such a young age!

But I don't think about it, he almost killed people just now.

The surviving villagers saw that the two fallen angels didn't seem to have any intention of attacking them, and slaughtered the invading bandits, and at this time they were all bold, and walked a little forward, and they all fell to their knees and were excited.

"Thank you to the two fallen angels for saving their lives!"

At this time, they didn't care about all the cruel legends of the fallen angels, but they only knew that these two fallen angels had saved their village! The saving grace could not be repaid, they could only lie on the ground and worship and worship them.

"Again, it's all gone, don't get in the way. Patrion waved his hand impatiently, his eyes suddenly sharpened, and he gestured to Partridge, and flew out of the village, "Again, by the way." ”

"It's a quick fix, and it seems a bit far from here to the meeting point. Partridge was also becoming more murderous.

I didn't mean to make them late when I came back at this time!

Not long after the twins flew away, one of the surviving villagers ran back from the periphery and shouted in a panic to the other villagers who were bewildered: There is another wave of people in the distance, it looks a little scary, it is likely to be a more powerful bandit!

The panic quickly infected everyone, everyone looked at each other, and everyone panicked.

"The fallen angels will definitely save us!They must be messengers sent by the beast god!" the little orc girl suddenly shouted.

It's a strange feeling to put your hopes in a fallen angel. However, because of this sentence, everyone felt a lot more at ease, and they went to the village entrance to see the situation.

In the distance, on the wasteland, there was indeed a large group of people moving at high speed, but the dust they brought up at high speed was almost nothing, and there was no sound at all.

"Report to the Commander, the village opposite has been attacked by bandits. A group of men and horses who had hurried to hear the news of the return of the sentinel quickened their pace again.

When the village could be clearly seen in the field of vision, I happened to see two black shadows flying over in a very high-profile manner, and their hands were covered with blood.

"Damn the fallen angel!" the leader straightened up at this, his strong chest rising and falling with rage, and his eyes turned red for a moment, "Absolutely unforgivable!"