In the smoke and dust, she immediately captured the target of the operation.

Count Lorenzo.

He had apparently just woken up from his sweet dream, and was sitting on the edge of the bed in a panic and wearing his pants, while the Divine Punishment Samurai who was guarding the large bed had already drawn his short sword and lunged at the collapse of the wall.

Breaking through the walls clearly violates the "red line" of these shells—as long as the prior order is to kill any enemy who breaks into the house, even if the manipulator loses consciousness, the Divine Punishment Samurai will automatically react.

"Betty!" Zoe shouted.

"Understood," the latter followed, kneeling on one leg and clasping his hands in a bowl, "come on!"

The long-term training and cooperation made the two of them feel like they were at ease, and Zoe didn't even look back, and jumped straight back-

Betty picked her up accurately.

With her hands pushing upwards with all her might, Zoe leaped into the air and flew over the head of the Divine Punishment Samurai like a swallow, then grabbed the chandelier of the vaulted dome and shook it, approaching the bed in the blink of an eye.

The large, spacious and richly furnished bedroom provided the lord with a comfortable space for pleasure and became a stage for her performances.

Zoe raised her shotgun directly in the air.

Time seemed to stand still.

The Divine Punishment Samurai was still turning, but it was clearly too late to keep up with her.

Betty turned her back to the bed and struck a triumphant pose—a problem that clearly came from the dream world, where real men never looked back at explosions, and what kind of fighting aesthetics were styled...... I don't want to think that it's all Shadow effects, it's fake. However, seeing that she was only half sideways and still paying attention to the movements of the Divine Punishment Samurai, Zoe didn't bother to bother with her.

As for the Count Lorenzo, he looked up in horror, his eyes full of incredulity.

It had only been tens of seconds since the first shot was fired, and for him, I am afraid that he had never thought that the defense line formed by the Divine Punishment Warrior would be so fragile.

The chandelier fell apart directly under the pull of the huge force, and the burning candles flew all over the sky, like flickering fireflies.

In the midst of the fireworks, Zoe aimed at her target and pulled the trigger.

"Boom-"

With a loud bang, time resumed its flow again.

A layer of blood mist instantly rose on the earl's body!

Dozens of steel balls came down from above, almost enveloping him completely. Under the force of the impact, he even sank at first, then bounced straight up, and when he fell again, he was twisted into a ball like a rag.

Zoe's feet followed on the big bed, and the battered bed frame finally couldn't bear it, shattered in response, and collapsed into a pile of broken wooden bars with a thud.

At the same time, the Divine Punishment Samurai also abruptly stopped moving.

"Except for the imperfect landing, the other movements are full marks. Betty whistled, "It would be nice to have a pair of sunglasses." ”

Zoe gave her an angry look, "Let's recycle the shell first and then talk nonsense." ”

"Yes, yes......" Betty shrugged, pulled a small horn from her waist pocket, put it to her lips and blew it.

It was a special tune, a fragment of the Divine Punishment Samurai's transformation that was etched into the memory - for the ownerless body, it was the equivalent of an activation command.

"From now on, I am your new master. Betty cleared her throat and said word by word.

The six Divine Punishment Samurai clenched their fists in unison.

"But only before returning to Wudong. When you get to the Third Frontier City, you'll be thrown into a storage room for everyone to choose from—and if you're good-looking, you'll have a chance to see the light of day again, otherwise you'll have to stay until you're scrapped. Of course, I think you guys ...... There is not much hope. Betty half-joked, even though she knew the shells weren't going to react at all.

The blood of magic has destroyed the sense of self of its original owner.

Zoe opened the bronze door and saw a number of guards at the end of the corridor rushing towards the lord's bedroom, and there were hurried footsteps upstairs and downstairs, it was obvious that this short battle had completely shattered the silence of the night, and the entire castle area was put on the defensive.

"See those guys in armor?" Betty smiled, "go kill them." ”

As soon as she finished speaking, the Divine Punishment Samurai rushed out from behind her like a wild beast, rushed at the guards with his sword in hand, and stabbed the blade into their chests as they stared at them in amazement.

The castle was boiling.

......

With the soldiers of the First Army opening the way, and with the cover of Hagrid, Joe entered the dungeon without encountering any twists and turns.

However, when he saw Falina hanging from the torture rack, his chest still felt like he had been slammed with a hammer, and an indescribable pain clenched his heart.

The shining woman was like a dead wood that had been drained of all life vitality, hanging weakly on the chains.

It was hard to see a single piece of smooth skin on her body, and the whip marks spread from her shoulders to her legs.

Areas like the back and chest are the focus of the destruction.

Thick water was flowing from the red and swollen marks, apparently wounds that had been cauterized with a soldering iron and had not been properly treated.

And judging from the fact that the torture continued, even after being treated like this, she did not choose to give in to Lorenzo.

Joe trembled as he walked towards her, feeling how hard every step was.

The accompanying soldiers reacted more quickly, and they were the first to untie the chains and release Falina from the torture rack.

"This is the person you're trying to save? don't be there, come and help!"

"Ah...... It'......" Jo picked up Falina as if she had just woken up from a dream, and laid her flat on the grass couch beside her.

The soldier seemed to be prepared, pulling out a stack of bottles and cans from his backpack and starting to treat her in an emergency—even though Joe didn't know what the potions were all about, they were at least effective judging by Farina's gradual smoothing of breathing.

Just as he was helping to bandage, Falina suddenly let out a groan and opened her eyes slightly.

"How...... Could it be you......" she murmured, "am I dreaming?"

"No, it's not a dream, it's all gone!" replied, Jo holding her face and choking in a voice.

"Passed?" Falina paused, "I see. I'm dead, right? That's why I saw you in the dungeon......"

She slowly lifted her hand and touched Joe's cheek with her twisted fingers—Lorenzo not only plucked out her nails, but also broke her fingers one by one, now more like a withered branch than a hand. "I'm sorry I couldn't keep the church going...... I have lived up to your expectations......"

"I don't care, I don't care—" Joe felt heat run down his cheeks, "and that's not your fault at all!"

"Are you comforting me? strange...... You've never been like this before," Falina grinned at her blood-crusted lips, "Anyway, don't go away, stay with me, okay?"

Joe couldn't hold back her tears anymore and hugged her hard, "I'll be with you." I'll be there for you wherever you go...... Even if it's death!"

"Thank you......" was the last murmur he heard.