"Lord ahead!"

Janis looked at the inhuman-shaped mass in horror, and if she hadn't figured out the identity of the other party from his clothes and barely intact half of his face, she couldn't believe that the miserable person in front of her was the majestic and unusually arrogant water ahead.

--All the limbs were folded, and they were bent behind him, and the whole body was twisted into a ball in reverse, like a ball of bloody flesh, half of his face was beaten to a bloody blur, like a demon, and he couldn't see his original appearance at all, and half of his tongue was torn off, and the cross that had been hung there had disappeared, and blood was gushing out, so miserable that as long as a normal person saw this thing for the first time, he would never look at it a second time, but what frightened Janis the most was that he was seriously injured to this kind of Cheng dù, but the water in front of him is still alive, and the slightly undulating chest and the eyes that turn for a moment all indicate that this adult is not dead, at least there is still qi now.

This is a demon from hell, looking at the smiling teenager in front of her, Janis felt a chill fill her spine, making her shiver subconsciously.

Although she herself had seen the miserable appearance of the prisoners in the Inquisition, she had never imagined that such a noble and powerful figure as the water in front of her would be tortured like this, executing a beggar and executing a king, although in terms of the final result, it was almost the same, but it gave people a completely different feeling!

For a while, the Cathedral of Ossola was filled with the sound of nuns gasping for air, and the tragic situation of the water in front of them already made them a little frightened. Everyone subconsciously clenched their weapons, as if this would give them some sense of security.

But Mo Wen hadn't noticed the almost freezing atmosphere, and saw his eyes narrowed slightly. Stepping forward, in front of everyone, he stepped on the head of the water in front of him, arched himself slightly, and chuckled.

"I'm sorry, I didn't want to be so heavy-handed, but this little girl didn't cooperate at all. Struggling desperately, the technique on her lips was of little use to me, but it was still quite annoying. In the end, I had to unplug it! ”

"Oh, that's it, I'll give it back to you!" He casually took out a bloody cross from his waist bag, and Mo Wen threw it to Yanis without hesitation. And he was trampled underfoot. The water in front of her let out a whimpering scream, and she could no longer speak with her tongue torn off, so she could only stare at Mo Wen with resentment, and at the same time looked at the nuns around her pleadingly, but unfortunately, when she was watched, those nuns turned their heads in fear and weakness, and they didn't dare to look at her again.

And the other side. Subconsciously taking the cross, Janis felt a slippery piece in her hand. When I looked at my hand, there was another scream, and there was still half a tongue hanging from the broken cross.

"- Kill him, kill him for me!" Screaming hysterically, in the face of unprecedented fear, Janis subconsciously gave the command, the muscles of her face twisting unnaturally, as if she were crazy.

Like a fuse that ignited explosives, under the order of Janis, her eyes were all occupied by fear, and the nuns screamed and raised their weapons one after another, and then rushed towards Mo Wen in a swarm.

Staffs, axes, crosses, Bibles and the huge hour hand used in the clock tower, all kinds of weapons, combined with the chaotic formations and faces distorted by fear, the Janis troops at this time did not look like a charging army, but like death row prisoners who had been driven to fill the other side's moat during the battle.

"Kill, kill him!"

With a burst of roar, the first batch of nuns had already rushed in front of them, and the swords in their hands stabbed at Mo Wen fiercely.

A strange smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, and Mo Wen stomped one foot to the ground.

As if blasting, a large area of the ground was stomped to pieces, and the shock wave mixed with rubble slammed towards the nun on the opposite side, and in just the blink of an eye, five or six nuns who rushed to the front were beaten into a bloody blur, and their bodies fell backwards, and then they were trampled under the feet of the nuns who followed behind.

"Kill, kill him!"

Not noticing that their sisters were hurt, or if the fear of Mo Wen made them subconsciously ignore this, the crazy nun stepped on her sister's body and pounced on Mo Wen.

The front ends of the weapons are all aimed at Mo Wen, red, blue, yellow, green, purple, tea, white, gold...... Rays of light of various colors radiated from the front of these weapons, enveloping Mo Wen's entire person.

Looking at the waves of attacks that were pouring in like the sea, Mo Wen laughed, opened his arms, and rushed into the light without dodging.

The attack hit him, and it made a sound like metal colliding, and even sparks appeared faintly, and the whole person was like a tank charging in a rain of bullets, and Mo Wen rushed directly into the crowd.

With just a random punch, the nuns who were hit bounced out like cannonballs, and smashed hard into the bodies of a row of people behind them, and the violent impact caused five or six nuns to bleed from their mouths and noses together and fall to the ground.

With a careless kick, the kicked nun flew into the air, and then her unresponsive body fell from above and pressed against the person who continued to attack.

Against the opponent's attack, Mo Wen opened the killing ring like a demon god, every punch and every kick was accompanied by bloody rain, and the desperate screams of the nuns continued to sound in the church, and on the opposite side of them, Mo Wen had no signs of injury at all except for some torn clothes, and he was still fighting vigorously, and his attacks became more and more ruthless.

"Ahh Don't, I don't want to stay here! ”

When Mo Wen fiercely picked up a nun, and swept the nun in all directions like a weapon, flying round and round, finally someone couldn't stand it, and a nun threw down the weapon in her hand, covered her cheeks frantically, and screamed, regardless of the sisters around her, and ignored Yanis's angry reprimand, the whole person staggered and ran outside as if she had lost her soul.

The suppressed fear bounced back a thousand times, and like dominoes, the nuns of Yanis's troops threw down their weapons one by one and ran out in panic, they no longer wanted to stay in this hellish place, and they never wanted to face that murderous demon again.

They rushed towards the door, but instead of rushing out of it, the nuns stopped at the door.

"Come back, give me all back! He is only one man, and he is definitely not our opponent! As long as we play steadily, we must be the ones who win in the end! ”

Janis was holding a silver staff with a very thin handle and an angel at the top, blocking the doorway, trying to stop her men from defecting, but her nuns didn't care.

"Let me out! I don't want to stay here anymore, it's hell! The nun who rushed out first was like crazy, and stretched out her hand to grab Janis, without any intention of facing her superior, and the other nuns behind her were also fierce, their eyes constantly looking for Yanis's flaws, trying to hit her and then escape from this ghost place.

It is true that according to what Janis said, hundreds of Roman Orthodox battle nuns together are by no means something that one person can compete with, even if that person is a saint, don't look at Mo Wen now he doesn't care about killing, and he seems to be okay with those attacks, but after all, magic is different from those ordinary swords, it has its own peculiar effects, maybe now Mo Wen has suffered a lot of injuries, as long as there is another wave of attacks, he can defeat him.

But although she knew that what Janis said was correct, none of the nuns were willing to face that monster again, and the bodies of dozens of nuns had already fallen at each other's feet, how many more people would it take to defeat him? No one wants to be the last victim, so even if it's their captain in front of them, it's nothing before their lives are threatened.

"-You!" Looking at the subordinates who were approaching him little by little, Janis felt a tightness in her heart, and then shouted even louder, "Why, do you also imagine that Ossola betrayed the Roman Orthodox Church and then went to the Inquisition?" ”

The name of the Inquisition made the panicked nuns pause and stop, and the notorious Inquisition was also extremely fearful in their hearts.

The instruments of torture in the Inquisition and the demonic boy, the scales in the hearts of the nuns began to weigh, and there was a trace of hesitation in their eyes.

Janis was overjoyed when she saw this, and opened her mouth to say something.

But at this moment, at the back of the crowd, there was a sudden laughter.

"Found you, leader of this unit!"

The whistling wind wrapped around a white figure and struck directly at the back of the crowd. (To be continued......)

PS: Thanks to Orb for the tip.