After becoming a saint, Jonny was reborn, and people saw only light, mercy, and holiness in him, and no longer saw the rich 'color' of blood. Although Jonny has changed a lot before and after, Righteous Dance knows that this man has never changed.

A wolf will always be a wolf, even if it is clothed in sheep's clothing; Cruelty is always cruelty, no matter what cloak it wears.

In the past, Jonny emphasized that he was the closest person to the Lord, dividing humanity into two categories: the strong and the mortal. Not to mention mortals, Jonny only has a little respect for the strong. Now there is no strong person in the eyes of St. Jonny, who has gained great power, because under the gods, all are mortals. His modest smile was just another kind of indifference and contempt.

But what has never changed is his tyranny that comes from his bones and is only aimed at heresy. He is the dark side of God. After possessing divine powers, Jonny's blind faith in himself has reached an absolute level, so he lets Su'er go. His phrase "no one can escape" is true, no one in the Dusk Empire can stop him, and it is a dead end for a mere high-ranking professional to flee anywhere.

Now Jonny admires the sensational drama of the prince and princess's parting of life and death, and is immersed in the pleasure that only perverts can understand. He rubbed his forehead as he watched. The dry scalp falls out, revealing a skull glowing with holy light. At this moment, he also had a bit of the smell of a necromantic creature.

"Hmmm! ——”

Sending her away, Rudy grimaced at Jonny. So Jonny subconsciously threw the hammer staff out. In the low temperature just now, the skin and flesh of his palm had long been adhered to the hammer staff, and when the hammer staff was taken off his hand, the natural blood and flesh of his palm were blurred. The musculo-'flesh' tissue of the wound was extensively damaged and frostbitten, showing a disgusting black-purple 'color', while his two 'stigmata' were still gushing blood.

However, what the hammer staff smashed was only a phantom that turned into a blue 'color' point of light, and the real Rudy crouched on the side of the ship, dumbfounded: "Okay, it's dangerous......."

Soul Illusion! Attracting enemies to attack with a virtual 'spirit' imprint is a magic that Rudy, who has been skipping classes for a long time, is so easy to come by! In the life-and-death situation, Rudy used this magic as a temptation in advance and escaped.

"Help me heal." Jonny retracted his hammer staff and placed it at his feet, extending his left hand to signal Dance of Justice to perform a healing spell. He raised his right hand, bit his fingers, and ripped them off one by one. Because the skin loses moisture and has no elasticity, there is no "pop" sound, only a slight paper tearing sound, but a crisp "doo" sound when the finger hits the ground.

The enemy dared to stand still, but Rudy did not dare to stop. Three of the five 'lost' Soul Shadows he brought with him have died, and they have already lost a lot in terms of high-end combat power, and although they have dealt a major blow to the enemy army when they were in command, the fanatics are not afraid of death, and they trade their lives for the Imperial Navy. So, Rudy only did one thing now: 'groan' and sing. He raised his short sword, his expression resolute: "Open your eyes, the world has changed drastically. How many ideals, longings and dreams are consumed in a flick of a finger. unwilling to regret the past, but the tragedy repeated; I don't want to be at the mercy of fate, but I have suffered several times. Come back, do you have nostalgia in your heart?! ”

Perhaps because the saint's physique is more suitable for healing than ordinary people, Jonny's fingers and scalp have grown rapidly. "Just healed, don't move easily—" and before he could finish speaking, Jonny picked up the hammer staff, and there was nothing he could do about it. Jonny's murderous heart is too heavy, and in the eyes of the righteous dance music, Jonny, who tortures and kills spirit creatures, is no more glorious than the June sun that tortures and kills pregnant women. Dance of Justice has long made up his mind that when any necromantic creature falls into the hands of the Divine Punishment Knight, he will definitely take action to purify the soul of that necromantic creature and never let it suffer in vain.

With Rudy's spell, the soul fire that was floating in the nearby sea suddenly flew at high speed, streaking through the air with blue 'color' light paths. They coalesced together, and then as if an eggshell had cracked, a 'confused' soul shadow draped in a black cloak floated out of it. It stretched out a plain white hand, lifted the hood, and 'revealed' a 'fine' and beautiful 'female' face, but her eyes were pitch black, without the whites of her eyes; it gently untied the cloak and showed the front of the ** body, the body lines were beautiful, its skin was smooth but not soft, not like the egg whites of boiled 'chicken' eggs, more like porcelain or marble; she had a bald head, 'naked' + body, red 'lips' like 'flowers', but the terrifying thing was that she had more than a dozen red 'lips' of all sizes, distributed on the left shoulder, 'chest', lower abdomen, and knees…… Every mouth 'lip' is so delicate and trembling slightly, as if waiting for someone else to kiss it! It's a true monster, and it's scary to just stand still! This is the last fallen necromantic creature powerhouse summoned by Rudy!

"I didn't have a chance to trample on you last time, and I can't afford to miss it this time." Jonny raised his hammer staff and responded to the uninvited guest with enthusiasm.

In front of him, the 'yin' celestial singer, Protin, appeared again!

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"The City of Waiting", the Abomination Factory.

Although the vital facilities had just been destroyed, the entire plant had to be put up and running immediately because of the urgency of the front. The Death Spider sewed up the corpses with silk, and several of them were too busy to turn their feet into the air. The corpse witch who was responsible for creating the soul code didn't even have time to drink the 'potion' water, and when one of them was about to run out of souls, the other would immediately replace it and stand in front of the car 'bed' to take over the work.

After the abomination stood up, he looked around in a very blank manner, and then fell into pain and confusion. They were whipped and urged to leave the factory and rush to the battlefield. The team travels very slowly, because the abomination will howl in place from time to time, and even more so, it will be affected by the conflicting 'spirit' imprint in the body, and it will automatically disintegrate. There is no good way to deal with this abomination factory, after all, the abomination of this class is like this, ** and the soul are fragmented, and even they hate themselves.

In the second workshop, on the assembly line, an abomination that had been installed with a soul gem opened its eyes.

"I ...... Who am I? What about Mom? Wait a minute...... Do I have a mom? No, my wife is still waiting for me to come back - but I, but I'm a 'girl' child, how can I have a wife......"

The assembler continued to bust himself, ignoring the hatred. The manifestation of abomination at this moment is a typical 'spirit' imprint conflict, where the memories of the various owners of the corpse are entangled and tied into a dead knot.

Hated and painful, he raised his hand, covered his face and moaned lowly. When it removed its hand, it was shocked to see its own fleshy and bloody, sutured hands. It repeats the phrase, "Who am I?" Who the hell am I? ”

The assembler checked that there was nothing wrong with the product, so he patted it on the shoulder and said mechanically: "Get up, go to the corner and stand up, No. 4409." ”

“4409…… Am I number 4409? My name? Abomination got up and stood aside, suddenly a little 'agitated': "Do you know who I am? ”

The Assembler has picked up another Soul Gem and assembled a new abomination from the Belt, completely ignoring the others.

Abomination took a step, grabbed the fitter's shoulders hard, and yelled, "Tell me, please tell me who I am!" Where is this again? ”

Its movements were so large that the "soul gem" in the assembler's hand fell to the ground and split in half. The assembler looked down at the scrapped gem, raised his hand, and said, "Foreman, there's a situation here." ”

The foreman is a zombie on death row, they are not good people in life, and they will not have a good temper after death. The foreman came with a chain in tow, stared at the copper bell with wide eyes, and his tone was without room for argument: "If you don't obey the product, go back to the furnace and rebuild it." ”

Abomination took a few steps back, waved his hand, and said, "Yes, I'm sorry!" I don't mean to offend! But who can tell me who I really am? This question is important to me, please! ”

The foreman paid no attention to it, and with a shake of the chain in both hands, he pounced on him, tied his abomination by the neck without pity, and dragged him to the cart bed. Abomination struggled desperately, but was held by the foreman's hands. The assembler picked up the cleaving knife and sliced along the abomination ribs, reaching for the abomination soul fire.

Abomination feels a great sense of crisis. Although it didn't know what the other party was going to do, it suddenly understood that the other person's hand that had reached into its 'chest' was ready to take its most precious thing. It was horrified, and then ......

The assembler screamed, and then 'pulled' his hand, only a bare wrist, and the entire palm was gone, as if the huge incision was a mouth, and it was eaten by its hand.

The foreman was so angry that his eyes fell out, and he roared, "Why did you arrange for it to be devoured?" ”

"It realized it on its own. ' The spirit brand has not been eliminated, maybe there is something in the raw materials that knows how to devour? "The assembler is a mid-level necromantic creature, and he doesn't feel much fear, and he is still very calm at this time.

At this time, 4409's body had been strangely folded, his feet stood on either side of his head, and then he easily stood on the 'bed' with the movements that only mollusks do, looking down on the entire second workshop.

Another foreman frowned and rang the alarm: "Security! There's a problem here! ”

The next moment, 4409 had already grabbed the fitter and hugged the other party. Like butter on a red-hot iron plate, the assembler quickly melted and fused with 4409's flesh and blood. 4409 shook his head, "You shouldn't have done that, 4409...... Wait a minute! Who the hell am I! Tell me, I'm going crazy! It held its head and screamed hysterically.

A bone spear was thrown from the large 'gate' and pierced into 4409's body, but it was the bone spear pitcher who was acting as a security guard to arrive. It's a pity that because of the 'pumping' of troops, there is only one security guard left, and it seems to be somewhat weak. It slowly 'draws' its weapon from its spine and takes a pose.

4409 lowered his hands, his eyes blood-red. The 'flesh' on its body keeps falling, which is a late symptom of the 'spirit' imprint conflict, and it will not be long before it disintegrates and dissipates. It grinned, "You know the answer, but you won't tell me!" It's okay, then I'll work hard and find it myself! ”

Its hand suddenly stretched out as if it had no bones, grabbed the foreman next to it, tore at the opponent's body tissue with all his might, and stuck it to the place where its rotten 'flesh' fell. Within a few clicks, the foreman disappeared into the world and became part of 4409. 4409 in his new posture became stronger, and his fourth hand was still holding a chain. It flicked the chains, smashed the assemblers to pieces, and then received their corpses, its body getting more and more bloated. It began to be speechless, because it had too many 'spirits' imprints in its body, and it did not have a unified will to express its feelings exactly.

Soon, the assemblers and abomination in the second workshop were all gone.

The five-meter-long, spliced troll of various limbs, quickly crawled out of the big 'gate' with more than a dozen hands and feet, and the multiple mouths on its body screamed one after another, and one piece after another rotten 'meat' broke away from its body, making a conspicuous mark for its departure route. It rushed into the first workshop, and after sweeping it away, it sensed the remaining "food" with various skills, and turned around and crawled towards the third workshop.

In the third workshop, there are all corpse witches, and their magic causes some interference to the trolls, but only interference. After devouring a large number of "soul gems" and corpse witches, 4409 blasted open the large 'door' of the fourth workshop with several newly-acquired necromantic magic. The fourth workshop is full of standard large pure white abominations, their strategic 'sex' is too strong, and they must use pure "soul diamonds" instead of shoddy "soul gems", so they stay here and become the food of 4409.

Answer...... I need answers......"

4409 contains 'confused' and unclear tunnels. It has long lost its human form, and is more like a 'hairy' and 'hairy' insect that has been magnified tens of thousands of times. It crawled with great difficulty, following the instructions of the Soul Eye, leaving the factory and heading out into the streets, devouring anyone who came into the soul force field.

At this point, the Abomination Factory was completely depleted, and it was impossible to continue producing soldiers.