Pulling away, the monster in front of her had been beaten out of shape by gentle brute force, and although she originally looked like an aberration, it looked noticeably more excessive now.

Priest glanced at the ice-blue flame fist on Wen Wen's right hand and asked softly, "Does your weapon still have this kind of stunt?" I didn't know that before. ”

"To be honest, I didn't know that before." Wen Wen shook his head, stared at the monster in front of him and said, "But now is not the time to care about this, it seems that we can't do anything about this thing." ”

"Judging from the current situation, she should have three natures." Priest paused for a moment and continued, "First, it is completely immune to physical attacks in its normal form, second, it can be hit by divine spells, and third, it is ...... It seems that a physical attack like yours blessed with divine magic can also cause some damage to her, but it may be slightly limited. ”

"Is it just speculation?" Gentle asked.

"That's right." Priest nodded, then looked at the monster in front of him showing signs of recovery, and added, "And this is her home field, and it seems that she still has a good recovery ability...... No matter how you think about it, this thing looks like the legendary monster 'Manstair'. ”

"If she really is, it's a lot better than expected, though I'm annoyed with the monster now." Whoever is frightened two or three times by that sudden fright will be as violent as the mildness he is now," Mansta ...... What a not-so-nice name. ”

As soon as the gentle words fell, the gradually returning Mansta suddenly opened his four arms with murderous weapons and pounced fiercely at the two of them, and just as they were about to take the attack, a fluttering thin veil suddenly appeared, and then the world in front of the two of them was turned in an instant.

When they came back to their senses, the positions of the two had changed dramatically, and although it seemed that they were still in the same temple as before, everything around them was completely different.

Without that feeling of dead silence, the brilliance emitted by the plants here is constantly flickering, and the place where the field of vision can be seen is neatly cleaned, gently looking at the obscure and mysterious lines under his feet, and gently asking, "What...... What's going on? ”

"Huh? Living? ”

"Hmm...... It's a little familiar, and I think I've seen it somewhere. ”

"Oops, I remember, isn't this the guy from years ago!"

"Mildness, his name is mildness!"

It was as if there were four or five women discussing, but the tone was from the same person, and when she turned her head gently, she just saw the cold and somewhat familiar pretty face, and saw it...... The purpose of their trip.

"Momo!" Gentle screamed.

Motriti heard a gentle cry, and a dull look of consternation suddenly appeared on her originally expressionless and cold face, and then under the gaze of the two men in front of her, the woman, who was wearing only a set of light feather tulle and a small piece of underwear, suddenly took a slow step forward.

"Is it really mild?"

"It's really mild!"

"It's mild! It's him, he smells special, I remember! ”

Grinning gently, Motriti's severely split personality still looks like a helpless feeling, but now he is no longer the same person he was then, and he is here to save the woman in front of him.

Maybe there is no intersection between the two, let alone the luxury of feelings, just because it was the woman in front of him on the cold seaside a few years ago...... gave him a chance at a new life.

If it weren't for her, there would be no way to talk about all this story now.

"Mild...... Are you really gentle? ”

Unexpectedly, Motriti stepped forward and asked softly.

"I'm really gentle." Gentle smiled and nodded.

"No...... No way, this must be my hallucination. After listening to the gentle answer, Motriti was even more lonely instead of having a happy expression.

"I've been locked up for too long."

"I want to go out."

"I want to get out too, are you stupid?"

"That...... Well, I said, could he be really gentle? ”

"Impossible, where do you think this is, this is the abyss of sacrifice, the forbidden place for the living...... How could a living person come here? ”

"That's what I said......"

"Huh? Am I not still alive? ”

"You forgot we've ......"

A series of self-talk, but exposed all of Motriti's psychological activities, gentle and a little funny, even the side of Priest shook his head with a smile on his face, and pushed the gentleness beside him: "Talk to her, this poor girl, she is about to be stupid." ”

"But that monster ......," Wen Wen hesitated.

"Didn't you realize that we had been saved by her?" Priest smiled, and a shallow smile suddenly appeared on his weather-beaten face, "Although I am an old man who can only fight, I am not so boring as to disturb the reunion of other people's old friends, don't worry about me, I am just outside the door, I came out to find me when I was done, it is time to go back." ”

With that, the Almighty Knight walked towards the door.

Although Priest may have misunderstood the relationship between himself and Mo Mo, Wen Wen was not stupid enough to chase him out to explain, and turned his head to look at Mo Triti in front of her, now she no longer has the feeling of being fluttering before, and her face is not as flickering as Ninety-One, she is her, a beautiful girl standing quietly in front of Wen Wen.

The four eyes met, speechless and choked.

Just when the atmosphere was a little awkward, it was Motriti who broke the silence.

"You're really ......"

"I really am." Gentle smiled, not waiting for Motriti to finish, "On the eastern coast of the Shadow Inheritance Country, in the cave, that poor worm who was beaten half to death, the standard weakling, gentle. ”

"It's really him!"

"Ouch~~~~~ are you here to save me?"

"Speak quickly, speak quickly!"

Motriti's stand-up comedy is still so laughable and crying, gentle and has no way to interject, can only helplessly watch her talk to herself, and only when Motriti seems to have finally found a suitable answer, then she raised her head.

"Are you really gentle?"

Isn't that a repetition of the question?

Gentle doesn't know how long Motridi has been locked up in such a place, but if it were him, a familiar person would appear in front of him, and he couldn't help but think it was an illusion.

"I'm really gentle." Laughing, he whispered, "I'm here to get you out." ”