Sister Padus, who had survived the suicide attacks of the nuns on the battlefield and was still standing, seemed to have time frozen, and fell to the ground with a bang at the words of the demon hunter, and all her limbs were cut off like a broken block.

The Demon Hunter walked into the distance with his sword and package as he had done when he came, and he felt a little uneasy in his heart, could the followers of Slaanesh expose all their power so simply? What are they hiding from this obvious delay?

This uneasiness made Xu Yichen a little anxious, and after thinking about it, he felt that the only place that could go wrong was the witches. The witch who was at the center of the storm, or who directly caused the storm, Aiphilal, what kind of secrets were hidden in her? Actually let the Witch King and the evil god of chaos pay attention to her at the same time?

As a former nun, Ephilal's psionic abilities were apparently acquired, and the nuns seemed to have created something that surprised even the Witch King. As a young man who is deeply educated by imperialism in the new era, Xu Yichen has a deep understanding of the essence of New China, and if someone wants something, it proves that it is valuable, so he grabs it first and then studies it slowly.

After making sure that this bluffing-looking chaos monster didn't have the perverted recovery ability of Misal, the demon hunter hurriedly explained and set off for the witch's location.

From Xu Yichen's appearance, to the elimination of the monster transformed by Sister Paddes, to his departure, it took a total of twenty-two seconds. Pretending to be like the wind, often accompanied by your body.

Until the figure of the demon hunter disappeared into the ruins, the ranger still maintained the movement of holding the package with both hands, but the empty embrace made him wonder if he was hallucinating because of too much pressure, it seemed that the demon hunter had been here just now?

The ranger looked around, subconsciously skipped over the victims who were staging the eighteen forbidden plots, and then couldn't help but look back, and found that the clerical nuns, who were already good at physique, were running out of oil lamps at this time.

In line with the idea of saving people's lives and winning the seventh-level floating slaughter, the ranger quickly walked in front of the monster that should have been a [old enemy], but now has become a human pillar: "Are you ready to die?" Monster? Atonement for what you have done! ”

Although Mother Paddes was not the direct killer of the militia, the nuns who believed in Slaanesh became part of her. The ranger stepped on the opponent's collarbone, and at a distance of face to face, he pulled the longbow in his hand to the maximum extent, and the long arrow on the bowstring was aimed at the opponent's eyes.

Sister Paddes' gaze was calm, and in the face of inevitable death, she seemed to be the pious flag-bearer nun again. Freed from Slaanesh's never-ending whispers, Pardes finally regained some of her senses, and she muttered, "What a farce, and there was no honor in the whole battle." My poor sisters, you are all blinded by ......the Witch King."

The Ranger's arrow pierced the right eye of Sister Pardes, ran through the brain along the eye socket, and pinned to the road behind the head. The arrow wound, with a flame of rage, fixed the monster's head to the ground.

Sister Pardes used her only remaining eye to look at the battle nuns who were dragged out of the battlefield by the rangers one by one not far away, and tried to look in the direction of the clerical nuns, but she was limited by the angle and could not complete the task.

"Kill me, don't let me go too hard, my sins are unforgivable, and my hands are stained with the blood of my sisters." Sister Pardes said calmly, as if her consciousness had not been affected at all after the brain had been pierced: "My soul is imprisoned in this cage, and I can never be freed, burn me, dissolve me, and leave nothing left. ”

A chilling arrow pierced through her brain through the other eye socket, and the last words she heard before Paddes lost the ability to think were, "As you wish." ”

This monster, who took the body of a fallen nun and the soul of the nun as the only guide, was pinned on by Misal with great expectations, and was killed by the ranger with one arrow at a time.

In order to ensure that there would be no trouble, the ranger almost nailed the other party's head into a hornet's nest before refusing to give up. I don't know when it started, but the evocative sound behind him stopped, and after Paddes' death, the effect of the spell disappeared with it.

Several unlucky clerical nuns lost consciousness almost immediately after the spell failed, and only one of them was relatively good and said in a trembling voice: "Water ......"

Looking at the nuns, the unconscious, the muddy nuns, and the dismembered ex-nuns, the ranger remembered the words of the demon hunter before he left: "I'll leave the rest to you." ”

The black line on the ranger's face, between life and death, can still stabilize the hand that can open the bow and aim, but at this time it is a little trembling. For the sake of his reputation, he is a little entangled, is he in the past, or is he ...... How about being reserved for a while?

"No Gatling in the South...... Horses, even if I breathe 3,600 revolutions, I will not be clean! I'm coming! The ranger, who has been single for more than 20 years, unscrewed his kettle and walked over with great curiosity.

On the other side, the Silent Nun was walking through the ruins with the red-clad clerical nun, and the young Carl who had been with them was nowhere to be seen.

At that time, the demon hunter disappeared in front of the three of them in the blink of an eye after hearing the sound of Rick detonating the alchemy bomb, and even the fastest reacting Celestein only captured a back. Losing the bonus of [Faith Armament] and breaking the Quiet Oath, Sister Silence's strength dropped greatly, and she could only chase after her with two people following her feelings.

The previous sonorous and powerful speech about punishing traitors was like a fart in the face of absolute strength. Of course, this kind of thing, the young Carl did not understand, but the red-clothed nun wisely kept silent and did not mention this stubble again. But in Selistein's heart, it was like a river and a sea.

The four words of the Black Ship Nun, in the horizontal world for nearly a hundred years, are almost an unspeakable nightmare among those in the know, and even the power of the church has maintained restraint under the pressure of the Witch King. In recent years, however, in more and more places, the nuns' actions have been resisted, not by other large forces, but by lone wolves like the demon hunters before them.

In the villages, in the taverns of the port, the nuns have been attacked almost more in the last four years than in the previous hundred years combined! In particular, two years ago, the ancient Ceris Empire brazenly sank the Black Ship Cinnabar Hand in an official capacity, as they attacked a coastal village of the Seris without notice.

The sisters of the Cinnabar Hand found an awakened Child of Calamity in that small village, and it was customary for the Battle Nuns to wipe out anyone who might have come into contact with Chaos, only to be discovered by a passing group of Ceris adventurers and stopped them. The fierce Cyris adventurers almost crushed the nun's formation with a devastating force.

Under the leadership of the Banner Nun, less than half of the nuns left temporarily extinguished the anger in their hearts and retreated all the way to the place where the Cinnabar Hand was docked. But as if stabbing a hornet's nest, adventurers from all directions surrounded the group of nuns, and in the end, none of them succeeded in boarding the Cinnabar Hand, most of them died honorably, and the few remaining wounded were taken into custody and arrested.

Holding the Witch King's sacred banner, the Silent Nun on the ship negotiated with the traditional forces of Seris, but barely two kilometers after disembarking from the ship, she was knocked unconscious by a mysterious person of unknown origin.

Under such circumstances, the captain of the Cinnabar Hand forcibly suppressed the anger of the nuns, sailed the black ship out of the harbor, and tried to report the change to the witch king, but was directly sunk by the sailors of the Seris people less than fifty nautical miles offshore, without warning shots, directly sunk without rescue.

Three days later, Sister Silence was publicly executed and beheaded at the entrance of the vegetable market. And that's not all, the Seris were even angrier than the nuns, as if they were the ones who were offended! Nearly eighty magical warships, which were larger than the Black Ships, suddenly sailed out of the Syris's dock, starting from the South Seris Sea and ending at the Wawan of Yingzhou, like combs, sinking all the Radiant Tears and Eternal Candlelight in this area in three weeks!

Only the Dreadnought, with its superb piloting skills, escaped by luck and returned to the New World. In the face of Seris's provocation, Celestein remembers that the blazing? Edison and Magnetic Storms? Tesla's two great witch kings responded quickly, turning into lightning and heading to the sinful land.

But unexpectedly, three days later, Seris and the Witch Kings signed a non-aggression pact, and the two Witch Kings, the Silent Sisters, had not heard from them among their colleagues for a long time. Although the Sisters of Silence do not speak, they are not stupid, they are the most guarded of the Witch King, and they know the Witch King better than anyone else.

Although the Witch King is great and noble, they are still mortal, and they will clash with each other, they will be hurt, they will be angry, and they will rejoice. Selistein was well aware that the Emperor of the Seris would be the victor in this conflict.

Now, another unscrupulous Seris, who has stomped to death like rats the enemies of Chaos that the nuns could barely confront head-on. As the youngest Silent Nun, Celestein could sense that the world was changing dramatically, and she wanted to be a part of it and figure out what was going on, and the mysterious and powerful Seris in her eyes was the best target.

"Lord Celestein, I feel a faint void shock coming from the east." The red-clothed nun suddenly stopped, faced to the east, and said, "I'm afraid it's one of the traitors we're looking for, and I can feel the mark of the blasphemous Word. ”

Sister Silence glanced at Carl, then turned and led the Sister in Red in the other direction. A mortal, if in normal times, this kind of mortal who has been in close contact with Chaos, I am afraid that he will be burned to death by the nuns in the square, but for now, it is better not to anger the Seris.

Young Karl had the instincts of a beast, and although he didn't know what the women were doing, he sensed a hint of danger as soon as the demon hunters left. Taking advantage of the two women's sudden listening, the alert young man accelerated and ran wildly without looking back, and disappeared into the ruins.

Ignoring the mortal, the clerical nun beside Celestein soon discovered that the psionic fluctuations were deliberately seducing the two of them, and whenever they lost their goals, the shocks would appear in front of them at the right time, pointing the way.

"My lord, shall we move on?" The red-clothed nun asked with some trepidation, the humiliation and setbacks she encountered today had taught the proud nun to be cautious: "Maybe those traitors are lying in ambush in front, waiting for us to throw ourselves into the net." ”

"Nun, watch what you say and do." Celestein glanced at her: "Prudence is a virtue, but being overly cautious means being timid!" Be prepared to cast spells, and even if I lose the power of my oath, I'll still be a good fighter! ”

Sister Clerical Catherine sat in the living chair of Misal before, and she could feel the warm blood struggling through the veins with the beating of her heart; The lungs of the sacrificed person pressed against their backs in accordance with the rhythm of their breathing; Blood soaked through her robes, and the slippery touch made Catherine feel sick for a while.

And that's not the most troublesome for her, inside her, the Chaos Egg left behind by Misal is brewing. As long as Misal has a thought, he will be completely absorbed by this thing as a nutrient, and even his soul will be sucked in, and then as a pure chaotic creature, he will be reborn in his old exorcism.

Behind Catherine's ear, a long tongue was licking her earlobe. This is a depraved nun who is completely invisible, a victim of Misal who has left her to guard her, or to cooperate with her in acting.

Misal didn't turn her into a degenerate, he just wanted her to return to the camp as a survivor with the rescuers. Misal promises that someone will find her to save her poor sister.

"From now on, you are still the Witch King's loyal nun, I will not ask you to give me any information, I have had enough of the Witch King and the nun!" Misal gouged out Catherine's kidney with a smile at the time: "My target is the witch, the witch we transported all the way!" Don't worry, this minor injury won't be fatal and will also prevent anyone from finding out that you have a problem. ”

"The thing inside you is called a Chaos Egg, you may not know about it, but it doesn't matter, you just need to know that it will bear fruit in four hours." Misal savored the organs in his hand: "It tastes good." You should know our style, if the Chaos Egg hatches inside you, the end will be miserable. ”

Catherine had no strength to answer Misal's words due to the intense pain, and the heavy bleeding made her feel like her heart was going to go viral.

"Your only chance is to transfer this thing to Ephilal." Misal stretched out his hand and smoothed the wound on Catherine's lower abdomen, the flesh and blood in her hand were like plasticine, which could be rubbed flat and rounded at will: "I always need to kiss her when others are not paying attention, like me, just kiss her, it's a simple task, but it can save your life." ”

Before leaving, Misal kissed Catherine: "It's up to you to decide, do you want to save yourself or save the witch?" May the Witch King bless you, Catherine. ”

Catherine, who was bound by the blood vessels and intestines on the seat, estimated the time in her heart, and suddenly her eyes opened, and her two hands turned into sharp blades, cutting what bound her in an instant!

The Fallen Behind her, almost without resistance, was impaled through the chest by Catherine, the blade slashed, and the part above the nose was instantly gone.

Shaking the blood from the weapon cleanly, Sister Catherine's hands reverted to their slender shape. Looking at the battle nun made into a chair, the head stuck on top of the backrest was looking at her with wide eyes, as if nothing more surprising than what she had seen.

"I'm sorry, I'm a witch." Catherine whispered these words in the ear of her head, and under the nun's disbelieving gaze, she pierced her brain with her right hand, which had turned into a steel cone, to end her suffering.