Chapter 170: Glimmer
The priest didn't recognize Cheryl, and as a veteran Inquisitor, Cheryl's disguise wasn't as clumsy as that of Denisha.
If the priest had looked closely for a while, he might have been able to break through Cheryl's disguise with the characteristic sense of the Inquisitor, but his attention was now all on Denissa.
Cheryl didn't reveal herself, and continued to disguise herself as a merchant and passed by the priest and walked towards the teleportation array.
Each teleportation of the teleportation array is spaced, and the teleportation array to Nolan can hold up to thirty people, and there is still a minute before the next teleportation.
Cheryl had already passed the prior personnel review and was currently one of the more than thirty people.
She was already standing in front of the teleportation array, waiting for the teleportation array to open, and Denisha only needed to delay for a minute!
"Priest... I just ......"
Denisha was in a state of panic...
She clutched the suitcase in her hand and didn't know how to answer the priest's question, especially when Cheryl left her, and the uneasiness rose to panic.
"I understand, Denisha, people your age are always curious about the outside world, and you had many opportunities to explore the outside world, but unfortunately you missed them, but don't be discouraged, one day the gods will need you."
The priest did not scold Denisha, but only admonished her to return to her room.
It is a grave violation of the law of the Church for the Inquisition of the Inquisition for the Inquisitor to go out without permission.
Every Inquisitor is involved in the secrets of the Church, both in their abilities and in what they see in the Inquisition.
The young Inquisitor was able to escape the surveillance of the Inquisition and reach the portal, much to the priest's surprise, but that was the end of it.
"I..."
Denisha was ready to accept the priest's persuasion, but the neighborhood in front of the portal was very lively, and she hesitated when she remembered what Cheryl had said to her.
Within a few seconds of hesitation, Denisha suddenly saw a dark shadow appear behind the priest, a silent black shadow! It's the businessman Cheryl disguised as!
Cheryl had always been dismissive of the presiding judge who only knew how to issue orders, and the real reason for that was that she had appeared behind the priest without the other party noticing it.
If it were a battle-hardened inquisitor, he would have turned around and fought back, but... The priest, who had long indulged in his so-called game of 'execution', had grown to the point where he was like a rusty sword.
Cheryl raised her hand to find a long stick and aimed it at the priest's neck to use the 'Stuffy Stick' skill, which thieves most often use.
The long stick slammed into the priest's neck, and the huge force made the wooden stick shatter in an instant, and his body staggered forward a step or two.
"Run towards the teleportation array! Denissa! β
Cheryl shouted, the voice giving Denisha strength and soothing the nun's inner turmoil, as she began to run towards the teleportation array that glowed with a faint light.
The priest didn't faint after being hit by the stick, he clutched his neck and turned his head to look at Cheryl who was standing behind him.
"Sister Cheryl, what are you doing?"
He finally saw through Cheryl's disguise, and a strangely shaped staff appeared in his hand.
Cheryl, who was busy running away, was certainly not stupid enough to answer the other party's question, and she had already caught up with Dinisha with a suitcase in an instant.
The teleportation array had already emitted a glimmer of light, and Denisha had already stepped into it first, reaching out to Cheryl.
The Knights of the Holy Cult who maintained order here had realized that something was wrong, but it was dangerous to use magic around the running teleportation array, and they rushed forward to intercept Cheryl.
But in the end, she was shaken off by Cheryl's inhuman strength, and the moment she stepped into the teleportation array and grabbed Denissa's arm, the sound of the ground shattering came from behind Cheryl...
The sound of shattering vanished with the strange sound of spatial transformation.
"Father Curnow."
The three Holy Cultists walked up to the priest who was in charge of monitoring the portal, the expression on his face did not change, he glanced at the marks on the ground that seemed to have been cut by a giant sword, and withdrew his staff.
"Move on to the next teleportation array, and I'll inform Nolan to help us find those two nuns who lost themselves."
The priest gave the order, and after the Holy Army accepted the order to leave, the priest looked into the dark corner of the teleportation hall, and he made a gesture, and the other side of the hall was once again heard with distorted fluctuations in space.
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Nolan, Nolan's transnational teleportation array is located in the center of the city, and the magic of spatial transformation can be said to be the only gift Nolan has received from the ruins of an underground civilization.
But no matter how magical this magic is, there will always be times when it will go wrong.
Denisha covered her forehead, it was the first time she had experienced such magical magic as spatial teleportation, which made her head a little dizzy.
But after the fainting sensation wore off, Denisha glanced around.
This wasn't the center of Nolan's teleportation array, but rather an eerie-looking alley.
"Ahem..."
"Cheryl?"
The sound of coughing in her ears caused Denisha to find Cheryl, who ran to Cheryl, who was at the end of the alley, and was about to ask her if it was Nolan in the neighborhood...
The fluid overflowing from Cheryl's abdomen made her breathe pause slightly.
"Blood! Wounds on your body..."
"That old guy left me a gift before leaving, don't worry... No big deal. β
Cheryl clutched her abdomen and endured the pain to Denisha.
"Hurry up and sit down!"
Whatever Cheryl said before, the naΓ―ve nun believed everything, but this time she couldn't believe it.
The wound on Cheryl's abdomen was severe, and the blood spilled fell onto the waterlogged alley floor.
The Inquisitor may be able to repair external wounds with his abilities, but this time Cheryl was injured not only by flesh, but also by her internal organs.
Having lost her strength, Cheryl fell to her knees, trying to mobilize her magic to suppress the bleeding.
"Oh God... Listen to my prayers. β
Denisha stretched out her hands to use the power of the Light to repair Cheryl's injuries, but it was then that Denisha realized that the Inquisitor could not use the Light's power at all.
Soon, under the influence of the gray mist, the wound on Cheryl's abdomen began to heal gradually, and the bleeding was successfully stopped.
The moment the bleeding stopped, Cheryl vaguely felt the aura of several more inquisitors nearby.
As long as it is not deliberately disguised, there will be a special connection between the judges of the church.
But these Inquisitors were not his companions, but the executioners who had come to get rid of her and Denisha.
Darkness enveloped the alley, threatening to swallow Denisha and Cheryl.
What to do? She was unable to overcome the Inquisitors with her internal organs and rib wounds.
Running out on the street to find someone for help?
Estimate... Even if someone is willing to help, the Inquisitor who can disguise himself as anyone can easily take their lives.
She had to find someone to fight the Inquisitors! But she didn't know anyone in all of Nolan, let alone risked her life to fight the Inquisitor.
"Ahem..."
Cheryl vomited a large amount of blood again, and the severe injuries on her body simply did not allow her to run far.
After all these years of joining the Inquisition, this was the first time Cheryl had experienced despair......
No...... 'Cheryl' is a identity that doesn't really know many people in Nolan, but she has many other identities.
Cheryl leaned against the wall, a pale white glow in front of her eyes, the glow of the web's interface.
A faint glow dispelled the darkness in the alley.
With her blood-stained hands outstretched, Cheryl landed on the caster forum and wrote a brand new post on it.
'Please! Help me! 'Posted by: Sister Scottan