The crowd of onlookers grew, and the solemn chant was in stark contrast to the invective crowd. The limbs of the woman, who was considered to be the head of the plague and was unmarried and pregnant with the demon seed, had been nailed to the cross, and the bottom was piled with dry firewood. The guards of the execution, full of anger and grief, raised their torches and waited for the cardinal to give the order.

Cardinal Archbishop Iris had a solemn face, a solemn expression, singing and chanting, and a string of silver crosses around his neck. As the Supreme Bishop of Glory City, who exists by believing in the Nine Holy Spirits, he must be accountable for Glory City.

"The world rejoices and sings praises to the Lord. Holy Spirits, please give me the strength to destroy the plague demons, and we will give all hope to the Holy Lord, for they have a special favor for humanity. Bishop Iris closed his eyes in intoxication, opened his arms, sang and chanted, and then decisively ordered: "Ignite the fire!" ”

"Burn her! Burn her! The crowd erupted in violent cheers, and their eyes were full of joy, as if they were carrying out an unprecedented, or a grand and solemn ceremony. They seemed to have forgotten that the other day Eve had worked with Lord Gajaya to help the poor and the sick, and that all those who had been blessed had completely forgotten what had happened at this moment. This is the terrible thing about foolish people, too easy to be instigated.

The fire began to burn fiercely, and the crucified woman began to moan and scream. Bishop Iris waved his hands, his expression was slightly unbearable, just the day before, when he prayed sincerely, he finally learned the source of the plague under the guidance of God, and he even dreamed of the birth of the future demon king.

"Archbishop, let me go! The child is innocent, and I swear to the Holy Spirit that I am not a dark witch! ”

Eve wailed and began to beg for mercy. Iris was unmoved, and even motioned to burn the fire a little harder, "Don't quibble! Tell me, wicked witch, who is the origin of your wicked son? If you say it, it will spare your life! ”

The snow-white skin had been burned black, and the smart and beautiful face had become lifeless and full of scars. Eve looked around the crowd, waiting desperately in the flames. Minute by minute, that person never appeared.

Why didn't Lord Gajaya show up? Don't you even want to see her before you die? Or is it that everything is false! In a wail of pain, Eve slowly closed her eyes and clenched her teeth. The life in the womb began to move, as if it was not satisfied with being burned to death before it came into this world.

"Poor child......" Eve clutched her lower abdomen tightly, a few tears streaming from the corners of her eyes, fear, despair, and hatred intertwined in her eyes. As the fire grew stronger, the excited crowd began throwing stones into the fire. Countless stones hit her body, in the face.

The excruciating pain caused Eve's spirit to begin to drift, and a voice began to rattle in her head.

"Is it painful? Resentment? Be obedient to us. You are a man from heaven, and if you obey us, you can be free from all this suffering. Stop rebelling against the useless will. Are you going to let your children be burned alive? ”

"These fools, this ridiculous crowd, ignorant ant-like mortals, are not qualified to burn you."

"Forget everything, forget the man who betrayed you. From now on, we will always protect you. ”

Gradually, the sound faded away. Eve's closed eyes moved, then slowly opened them, and slowly chanted a destructive spell with the corners of her mouth hooked. Her red eyes were breathtaking, and demonic patterns slowly grew on her snow-white neck, and her shabby black robe became deeper and deeper, and the fire continued to burn, but it couldn't hurt her any longer.

A big bang rang out. With the explosion of the fire, the crowd of onlookers was instantly blown into wreckage and severed limbs.

The fire was suddenly extinguished, and a fierce wind blew, followed by a black mist. The black mist continued to spread, and the black-robed witch in the flames slowly walked into the black mist and disappeared.

The black fog gradually began to spread, and this time, from the black fog, there were countless black tentacles.

The bodies of those who came into contact with the black mist began to gradually fester, and the strong corrosive black mist passed through, leaving no living creatures, and the people who died inside did not even have their bones left, and turned into a pile of black powder in the blink of an eye.

It's still late! Damn it! Qing Chi looked at the black mist blowing in the distance, and felt a burst of regret in his heart. It was too late to inform Ghagaya, and it was even more difficult to find death by single-handedly many NPCs. As it turns out, changing the past is far from simple. Now Eve has completely become a fallen mage and has returned to the demon race, not to mention that she is the mother of the demon king, and the demon god will protect her with all his strength until she gives birth to the demon king. I can only continue to think of a way.

There was a violent wind behind him, Qing Chi tilted his head slightly, unfolded his arm blade with his back to the black feather, turned sideways, blocked his dagger, and then kicked with his right foot, and his body jumped forward, opening up the distance again.

This abominable black feather is really haunted. If he hadn't been pestering, maybe he would have been able to catch up.

Thinking of this, Qing Chi was full of resentment. At this time, Spades and Mei Jiu have also caught up. The Hunter Marker, Tracking Arrow, and Arrow Burst into Flames, first closing the distance between Black Feather and throwing a spell at his next stabbing move, then throwing a Thorn Trap at his feet, slowing him down. For a dark summoning technique like Mei Jiu, it is necessary to interrupt it in time, give full play to the speed advantage, stick hard, and fight closely with the dark summoner, at this time, it is necessary to abandon the long-distance arrows and choose the secondary arm blade, a key attack that kills with one hit.

While being one-on-three, he also has to prevent himself from being charged, so Qing Chi has been carefully paying attention to the dynamics of spades, and when he calculates his cast distance, he will give up the attack and use inertia to dodge and widen his distance.

A blade of arm that flashed with cold light finally slashed mercilessly across Mei Jiu's neck, and Mei Jiu's blood bar was empty, and he fell to the ground in an instant. The black feather behind him struck again, and Qing Chi immediately pressed the undead pendant skill on his neck, summoning a skeleton to block his back. With the buffer of the skeleton meat shield, Qing Chi, who was holding half a tube of blood, killed the spade again. Spades and Mei Jiu lay on the ground, looking at the black and white in front of them, secretly frightened.

February's technology has been improved again! This time, she has reached the point of accurately predicting the psychology of her enemies. Their every move, calculated by her, is simply reminiscent of that hateful priest.

Immediately after, Qing Chi raised his head and drank a sip of blood medicine to improve his blood line, and then stepped on the skeleton's skull and launched a final battle with Hei Yu. Between the dodges and the flashes, it is like the Grim Reaper who harvests life, and there are no superfluous fancy movements. If it weren't for the passive skill of the Ring of Life, probably Qingchi wouldn't have dared to take such a risk. But this time, she directly met the black feather's attack, ate his one-hit attack, and shot the last arrow.

A few seconds later, Black Feather was lying on the ground, and his mind exploded directly. What exactly is this skill? Why does February's youth come back to life a few seconds after death? How many rare items do she still have?

Qing Chi stood up, snorted coldly, stepped on his corpse and walked over, and gestured with a middle finger by the way.