Chapter 17: The manuscript is eaten by the writer's assistant again
"Escaped?" Du Ren frowned slightly.
He also thought that the disgusting priest would take the initiative to fight him, but he didn't expect to run away with a flashbang.
In the end, the use of the power of death has not been trained.
"Ahhh......h Why don't you go back? Du Ren scratched his head.
"That'...... That ......" familiar voice sounded behind Du Ren.
"Huh?" Looking back, Du Ren found that the blonde nun named Aisha was looking at him with some surprise.
"Huh? Miss Nun is there too. β
"Yes...... Be! Mr. Du Ren, it's so late...... Why don't you go home? β
"Well~ I just have a strange feeling, I want to come out to relax, but I see a certain priest killing all the family." Du Ren pointed to the house not far away.
"Ah...... Ahh!!!hhhhh Aisha saw through the door and screamed in horror.
"These ...... Was it all done by Father Fried? β
"After all, it's not surprising that a depraved priest immersed in killing would do such a thing." Du Ren snapped his fingers, and the door to the house closed instantly.
"This is the territory of the demons of the Jimonri family, if something happens, I believe they will not give up, you better get out of that church quickly." Du Ren advised.
"But...... Left the church...... Where else can I ......? β
"Go to my house!"
This kid didn't make a draft when he spoke, but actually went to his house directly......
"Really?"
Feed! Don't look surprised, okay!? You've only known each other for less than a day!!
Is it really good to just agree to go to someone else's house!?
"I'm sorry, but Miss Aisha can't be taken by you......"
A man with black wings on his back stood on a street lamp and said to Du Ren with contempt.
"Fallen angels?" Du Ren raised an eyebrow.
"Doesn't you seem surprised, human, could it be that you are from the demon's side?"
"Tsk, why does everyone think I'm from the devil's side?" Du Ren closed the folding fan and patted his palm.
"Or else? This is the territory of the devil, and it seems that there is no one else but the devil, right? The fallen angel sneered, and a light snatched in his hand.
It's almost exactly the same as the light gun that Yuma Amano, who killed Hyoto Issei in the first place.
"Mr. Du Ren......!"
"Die."
The light gun was thrown violently, shooting straight at Du Ren's chest, the swollen part of his heart!
"Hmph~" Du Ren snorted lightly, raised the folding fan and patted it gently, and the light gun instantly collapsed, like a papier-mΓ’chΓ©.
"............," the fallen angel glared so hard that his eyes were about to fall out.
"Ah......" Aisha also opened her mouth wide and looked at Du Ren blankly.
ββ¦β¦ Is it necessary to be so surprised? "'Pop' opened the folding fan, the beautiful picture scroll, combined with Du Ren's soft and beautiful face, even if it is called the world's first beauty, it is not an exaggeration!
"You...... What the hell did you do?! Mankind. The fallen angel immediately reacted, and once again manifested a light gun, and questioned Du Ren.
He still dared not believe that Du Ren had the strength to disperse his light spear.
stubbornly thinks that he is playing a little trick.
"Oh~? What did I do? Don't you see it clearly? Fallen angel, just a light pat~~! Du Ren smiled.
"I don't believe in !!!"
Oh huh? Annoyed and angry~
The light gun thrown again was dispersed by Du Ren with a wave of his hand.
"Damn! Abominable, abominable, abominable, abominable..................!!!!! β
The light spear that kept throwing was like raindrops in front of Du Ren, and even if he didn't block it with a folding fan, it wouldn't be able to hurt him.
Unless this thing has the power to shatter atoms.
But for the people of all these worlds, they are to be asked to smash atoms......
Even transcendents can't do it, right?
"Have you had enough?" When the fallen angel was so tired that he gasped for breath, Du Ren's fist came to him at some point, and knocked him off the street lamp with a single punch.
"Damn ......" The fallen angel covering his face slowly got up from the ground.
"Don't stand on the street lamp without Gilgamesh's compulsion, you ......" Du Ren shrugged his shoulders and raised his hand, and an invisible light (light speed fist) instantly pierced the feet of the fallen angel.
"Ahhhhββββββ!!!h The fallen angel screamed, but did not pass out.
Du ...... Mr. Du Ren ......! Aisha stepped forward, seemingly intending to stop Du Ren.
"Miss Nun, don't stop me~ Those fallen angels don't have any good intentions for you~!" Du Ren's words made the face of the fallen angel lying on the ground change.
"What?" Aisha was stunned when she heard this, and her words that she was going to intercede for the fallen angel were also suppressed back by Du Ren.
"They...... The reason why I will take you in is because of the artifact in your body~" Touching Aisha's little head, Du Ren raised his hand.
"Phantom Demon Emperor Fist!"
A flash of light ran through the brains of the fallen angels.
"Tell me, what are you taking Aisha in for?"
The expressionless fallen angels spoke their purpose, as if they were being manipulated by a machine.
"To ...... Forcibly take my ...... Artifact?! The words of the fallen angel pierced Aisha's heart like a sharp blade in her ears.
If the artifact takes away the artifact, the owner will die, this is the rule of this world.
"Yes, the ceremony is already being prepared." The fallen angel nodded and said.
"Woo-woo-woo......" Aisha covered her mouth and sobbed softly.
The church expelled her, and finally found out that there was a place to stay, and it was a conspiracy, and now she is truly homeless.
"Don't cry...... Don't worry, I won't let them hurt you. Du Ren hugged Aisha in his arms and comforted him softly.
"Woo woo woo ......" cried for a while, and Aisha fell into a deep sleep in Du Ren's arms.
"I wish you a good dream~" Du Ren stroked Aisha's hair and picked her up.
"......" and the fallen angel who had been hit by the Fist of the Illusory Demon Emperor also stood up because of the injury on his foot.
"............" Du Ren looked at the fallen angel who stood up, raised his hand and ordered-
"Cut yourself."
"Yes." The Fallen Angel nodded, summoning a light gun and slamming it into his head.
Puff sneer!!!!!
Da Da ......
"Huh? What kind of wind is blowing you here? Minister Lias. Du Ren was about to leave, but stopped as soon as he took a stride and said with a chuckle.
"............" Lias, whose face was gloomy, walked out of the dark alley.
"Can you explain this?" Pointing to the corpse of the fallen angel, Lias asked coldly.
"Didn't you hear it clearly?" In this regard, Du Ren just chuckled and left here.
"Hmm-" Looking at Du Ren's back, Lias could only grit her teeth and dispose of the corpse.
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