"It's going to be done, it's going to be done!"

Brooke kept reading, his eyes were hot, his whole body trembled, and he looked excited, completely devoid of his usual amiability. At first glance, it looks more like a crazy necromancer, about to resurrect an undead puppet.

So focused that I didn't even hear the sound of smashing the skull.

Looking at the back in front of him, Qin Shaofu pulled out his knife, pointed at the ground obliquely, hoarsely voiced, and shouted in a deep voice: "Brooke!"

It was precisely when he was concentrating that he suddenly heard this sound, and Brooke turned around in fright and pushed along the bed all the way to the other side.

"Who are you?"

Looking at this sudden uninvited guest, Brooke's face was full of fear, and the beads of sweat on his forehead rolled out like soybeans.

Qin Shaofu raised the knife in his hand, pointed at the other party, and said in a deep voice: "You have violated the Ten Commandments, and I will judge you on behalf of the God of Light!"

"God of Light, Judgment!"

Brooke suddenly remembered something and exclaimed, "You are from the Dark Arbitrator!"

"Impossible, I'm hiding so well, how can I be discovered!"

"I'm a little priest, why would the Dark Arbitration pay attention to me?"

"Impossible, impossible!"

As if he had lost his mind, he muttered to himself, looked at Qin Shaofu, then at the little girl on the bed, and then seemed to have found something, staring at the knife in Qin Shaofu's hand.

After staring at it for a full ten seconds, he suddenly stretched out a hand and pointed at Qin Shaofu: "You...... You're Roger!"

"It's me!"

Qin Shaofu didn't deny it, he didn't have a weapon, and he didn't make arrangements when he came out. Zepp said that he wanted to make money to buy it himself, but he broke his leg for two months, and he had to deliberately pretend to be injured, so he had no chance to make money at all.

Feeling that he had to do something tonight, he brought out the hatchet from the church. This knife Brooke often uses, so he naturally recognizes it, and it is easy to deduce his identity.

"It's you, why is it!" Brooke kept shaking his head, "No, Roger, I saved you." “

"I know!"

Qin Shaofu was gloomy: "I don't want to be so opposed to you, but ...... What you have done is unforgivable. Brooke, you're a priest, how can you do such a thing, it's not what a believer in the God of Light should do. “

"Let the God of Light die!"

Brooke yelled, "My grandfather believed in him, my father believed in him, I used to believe in him, my ancestors believed in him for generations, but what the result. A plague and all my family died, leaving me alone. “

"They said it was divine punishment, why did the God of Light punish his believers, my family has never done anything unreasonable. Such a god, how can I still believe in him? “

Sad man, poor man, Qin Shaofu didn't know how to refute, so he could only shake his head and say: "I am a demon hunter in the Dark Arbitration Institute, and my belief in the God of Light is also limited, so I can't persuade you anything." But no matter what god you believe in, these children are innocent. “

Like these children, he was an orphan, and when he saw these children killed, he couldn't help but think of his years and couldn't think of a reason to let each other go.

Seeing that Qin Shaofu was so determined, Brooke immediately changed his expression again: "I know I deserve to die, and I don't ask for forgiveness, but please give me a little time." It's coming, it's already coming, and my daughter will be alive soon. “

"She's dead!"

Qin Shaofu roared loudly: "This is just dark magic, even if you resurrect her, it will only be an undead puppet, and it will never be your daughter......"

"Shut up!"

Brooke yelled, "You don't know anything, you haven't seen the greatness of the gods at all. Melia has said that once I have done this, she will be able to perform a ritual to communicate with the world of the dead, and let the great god of the underworld send my daughter back. ”

"I've done most of it, and I'm just one organ away. Give me time, and I'll be sure I'll be able to find the right organ for my daughter soon. ”

Looking at Brooke, who was angry and ruined in front of him, Qin Shaofu suddenly felt a deep sadness. This is a poor old man, who may have had a happy life, but was ruined by the plague.

But whatever the reason is, it doesn't justify doing these things.

Looking at this life-saving benefactor, Qin Shaofu sighed: "Brooke...... Grandpa, I'm sorry!"

Communication failed, and looking at the determined witcher in front of him, Brooke instantly became furious: "Don't think you can kill me today, Roger, I just don't want to lose both." “

As soon as he spoke, he pulled out a bone the size of two thumbs from his bosom, engraved with strange runes. Crushed hard, and in an instant, a terrible whistling sound sounded, like a terrible ghost roaring.

The oil lamps in the room also seemed to have been suppressed by something, and they shrank rapidly, and one by one they became only the size of sesame seeds, and they were dim. The air flowed, turning into gusts of wind and circling around the room.

Goodbye is surrounded by a large number of shadows, hands, feet, arms...... One body after another flew in with the yin wind, as well as the skulls in the next room. In an instant, eight skull carrion corpses were formed.

This...... Qin Shaofu suddenly gasped, he had only heard of this kind of thing, and he never thought that he would actually see it with his own eyes.

"Kill him!"

Brooke roared hoarsely, and the eight carrion corpses immediately killed Qin Shaofu.

Frightened in his heart, but saving his life was important, Qin Shaofu did not hesitate to wield a firewood knife to perform the Eight Desolations Battle Wild Knife Technique, intending to rush out first.

In an instant, he made thirty or fifty moves, but not only did he not rush out, but he was forced back to the skull room.

These carrion corpses looked defenseless, and they were all made of children's bodies, and they seemed to be very fragile, but after the tricks, they found that they were as hard as steel and could not be easily destroyed.

What's even more amazing is that the firewood knife in his hand is an ordinary product among ordinary products, and after these thirty or fifty moves, not only did he fail to make a contribution, but he also appeared to roll the blade.

"Roger, you're so conceited!"

Brooke burst into laughter in the other room, "The ghost corpse of the dark necromancer is not so easy to deal with. Every corpse here has the combat power of the fourth or fifth rank of the Xuan Rank, and you won't be able to last long. “

Amid the laughter, the ghosts rushed in one after another, besieging them from all sides. Not only is the body stiff amazing, but the speed is also beyond expectations.

If this continues, I'm afraid it won't be long before I die here. Qin Shaofu thought about it for a while, and then made a decision.

Jiang Yan said that he couldn't say that at the critical moment, he should not easily use the Eight Desolation Battle Wild Sword Technique, Haoran Purple Qigong and Ascending Dragon Qi at the same time, and now is the critical moment.

The heart moves at will, the true qi operates, and in an instant, the energy in the body is like a small stream turning into a big river, rushing and roaring, and the momentum rises rapidly.

But at the same moment, a terrible pain appeared in the meridians, as if a large number of brute cattle were galloping and impacting.

Time is running out, and we have to do it quickly.

The firewood knife in his hand flipped over, and the Eight Desolations Battle Wild Killing to one side, the white light flashed, and the knife condensed.