Suddenly, ten thousand snakes hissed and bitten. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

In an instant, O'Hara fell into a hallucination.

Not only O'Hara, but Nisil did not escape either.

【Sword Skills. The effective radius of 20 meters is not enough to be called a large area, but it is enough within this building.

Moreover, judging by Qin Ran's most powerful attribute spirit, the [Sword Technique. Ten Thousand Snakes], under the surprise attack, it is really invincible.

It's just-

Bang!

With a powerful and direct slap, O'Hara slammed through the wall like a kite with a broken string, flew out of the room, and sank deep into the wall of the hallway.

And Qin Ran covered his left with a strange face. Chest. Mouth.

Just as he was about to finish off O'Hara, a strange twist suddenly appeared in his heart.

Very familiar feeling.

Whenever desired. When the Hope Beast and the demonic power were agitated, he would clearly feel the strangeness.

It's just that with the two confuse, lead. Desire. The difference is that this time it's 'mercy'!

That's right, Qin Ran described this strangeness as 'pity'.

Because, he clearly felt that he couldn't do anything in the face of O'Hara, who was waiting to be killed.

"Damn it!"

Qin Ran scolded secretly in his heart.

Regarding the situation in front of him, Qin Ran only needed to think about it a little to understand what was going on.

Having absorbed the Templar Star and completed the additional special evolution of the Fusion Heart, there must be something to add to it!

As for what?

Just look at the attributes of the Templar Star.

'Contains the life force of one of the paladins of the previous generation! ’

Thinking of this, Qin Ran's face turned almost green.

Qin Ran didn't hate paladins in the true sense of the word.

Nor does he deny that these people are worthy of respect.

But if he was allowed to become one of them, Qin Ran would not be able to do anything.

It's just too restrictive.

Losing the feeling of freedom is worse than death.

It was a strange kind of despair.

Call!

Taking a deep breath, Qin Ran, who was carrying the [Arrogant Words], strode towards O'Hara.

He would never allow such restraints.

Woo!

[Arrogant Words] once again swirled the air current, slashing towards the betrayer who was clearly in a coma.

The anomalies that had appeared before appeared again.

And, with 'compromise'.

It's just an emotional expression, not a full meaning.

But with the experience of the Eye of Kemeris and the power of the demons, Qin Ran stopped the slash in his hand as soon as possible.

Repression is not the best approach.

Communication is.

Qin Ran, who already knew this, was doing this.

"Mercy, redemption?"

Qin Ran muttered to himself.

His heart was beating in a different rhythm.

An illusory white figure appeared in his eyes.

Full body metal armor, white skin, no helmet, a gentle face, with love and humility for time and all things.

Under Qin Ran's gaze, this illusory figure turned to look at O'Hara.

After two or three seconds, he turned around and looked at Qin Ran with a pleading gaze.

"It's just her!"

Qin Ran said categorically.

The illusory figure hesitated for a moment, then nodded.

Then, it vanished.

Qin Ran's gaze immediately scanned the [Fusion Heart], but there was no change in the attributes and special effects including the [Sage's Thorn].

"The power of the paladin is different from the fury of the eye of Kemeris and the power of the demons, but it is not possible to obtain a change in power every time it is effectively 'communicated......

"Sure enough, is the 'evil' side so profit-oriented?"

"No wonder a lot of people like it."

Qin Ran laughed self-deprecatingly.

Then, he looked at O'Hara and picked him up.

Since he has already made a promise, Qin Ran naturally will not go back on his word, but this does not mean that he will not make the best use of it.

"Nisir!"

Qin Ran let out a low snort.

Caught in the [Sword Technique. Ten Thousand Snakes] Nisil came to his senses with a shudder.

The Templar Deacon's face still had the fear of being bitten.

However, when he saw O'Hara in Qin Ran's hand, this fear was replaced by shock.

"O'Hara, She, She......"

The shock in his heart made Nisir's words stutter.

"Don't worry, she's not dead yet!"

"I need your favor."

Qin Ran said so.

"Please!"

Nisil, relieved, nodded immediately.

"Help me gather the people who defected with her!"

Qin Ran said so.

……

The waves at night are particularly turbulent due to the ebb and flow of the tide.

Smoot pinched the head of an alchemist warrior with a disdainful smile on his face.

"For so many years...... Barry is still so unmotivated! ”

"Some defective products are even taken out to be embarrassing!"

Smoot said, palm straining.

Syllable!

The alchemist warrior's head was immediately crushed like a watermelon.

The red-white brain pulp mixed with a hint of green exploded like this.

Smoot shook his palm in disgust.

Call!

The sea breeze blows at night.

But the smell of fishy smell lingers.

Hundreds of corpses of alchemy warriors were discarded on the beach like this, as if they were building block toys disgusted by children.

Smoot's gaze looked into the distance.

While he waited quietly for one of his important goals to appear, he was ready to do a 'warm-up exercise' during this time.

He raised his right hand and punched it out.

There is no prestige, no breath.

It's like waving your hand unintentionally.

But-

Rumble!

A blazing white shockwave, like an unsheathed holy sword, stabbed straight forward with an endless arrogance.

A battleship was annihilated.

There was no explosion.

There was no screaming.

When the light fades, there are only a few wrecks left on the surface of the sea.

Smoot saw the wreckage.

He frowned disapprovingly.

It should all be gone.

Instead of leaving a little residue.

So, Smoot took a breath.

He's ready to get a little serious.

The right hand that was struck out was slowly retracted.

Blazing white 'Templar power' gathered in Smoot's fist.

But a shockwave of flames falling from the sky was faster.

Rumble!

Another battleship was hit, and unlike the annihilation that followed by the Templar Power, this one was pierced in the heat.

The metal hull of the ship looks like papier-mâché.

Completely vulnerable.

The icy sea water nearby boiled at this moment.

The scorching water vapor is enough to burn anyone.

But this kind of scorching heat is really not worth mentioning compared to the flames attached to the hull of the ship.

The flames burned all life like maggots on tarsal bones.

No one can escape.

Screams rang out, and the fear of death filled the sea.

The fleet, which had just suffered a round of attacks, did not think at all that there were other enemies.

They raised their heads one after another, looking for the enemy.

It's just too conspicuous.

Almost everyone saw the enemy under the clouds at the first glance, the flaming wings of the enemy, the long horns as sharp as the sword, spiraling upward, and the magma body that stained the entire sky red, everyone was horrified.

"Evil, demons!" (To be continued.) )